If you wander around Sudong City, Zhang Xuezhou can walk for half a day.

But when he walked out of Zhangjiazhuang, he felt the difficulties of life.

Zhang Xuezhou has not never gone out, but he has only been as far as catching crabs in a ravine ten miles away from the village.

But the ten-mile journey took him nearly half a day.

The mountain road is rugged and rarely flat, and weeds and thorny thorns sometimes wrap around your feet, and you need to use a wooden stick to sweep the weeds in front of you when you go, beware of poisonous snakes, centipedes and other poisonous things hidden in them.

If you want to go to the Nine Feet Taoist Temple on the Nine-Foot Slope, you have to walk at least 200 miles.

Zhang Chong told the patriarch Zhang Baojia for leave to treat his illness very smoothly, and the family of three left the village and continued to move forward.

In just half a day's travel, Zhang Xuezhou realized that he was physically exhausted.

The scorching heat kept baking his body, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that he was really sick.

Very simple illness, heat stroke.

In a trance, he only saw the black gas on his body constantly bubbling out.

"It's the possibility of the onset mentioned in the sequel to the conditioning tips, I have to prevent it in advance!"

Zhang Xuezhou had a thought in his mind, feeling that if he continued to persevere, he would inevitably end up suffering from heat stroke.

In the absence of medicines, patients with heat stroke can only use wet towels to cool off, and whether they can be saved or not is left to fate.

"Dad, I can't walk!"

Zhang Xuezhou sat down and pulled up his shirt to block the sun.

He took the gourd from his waist and poured the well water from the gourd into his throat.

"It's only been fifteen miles, and we're slowing down and waiting for you!"

Zhang Zhong put down the meat, smoke, poisonous weeds and other things he was carrying on his back, and looked at Zhang Xuezhou helplessly.

He had to lower Zhang Xuezhou's assessment by another level, Zhang Xuezhou's physical ability not to say hunting rabbits, not being hunted by rabbits in reverse is considered to be burning high incense.

"If I go any further, I'll get heat stroke?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "This mountain road is too difficult to walk, and the weather is hot!" ”

"Heat stroke? What heat stroke? ”

Zhang Chong, who had never suffered heat stroke in his life, looked curious and pondered the question mentioned by Zhang Xuezhou.

"You're too weak!"

Zhang Chong pondered for a few seconds, he looked at Zhang Xuezhou's swaying body, reached out and grabbed Zhang Xuezhou, carried Zhang Xuezhou to his body, and grabbed the ingredients and other things in his right hand.

Zhang Xuezhou did not have a rich life, but he had a rich disease.

Zhang Zhong just thought about his bleak old age, and he had to put more effort into cultivating at this time, seeking the possibility of a slightly better life in his old age.

"Hunting and seeking a doctor and apprentice from a Taoist chief is not something that can be done in a short period of time," Yourong said: "There is a grass house twenty miles away, let's rest over there, don't be in a hurry!" ”

"Erbaozi's physical foundation is too poor, it's no different from those who are scholars in Dacheng!"

Zhang Zhong scratched his head, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou's physical fitness did not look like a village baby at all.

"Anyone else is in the same physical condition as me?"

Hearing Zhang Chong's words, Zhang Xuezhou, who was a little dizzy, suddenly became energetic.

As the weakest peer in Zhangjiazhuang, if there are many people in the outside world who are similar to his physical fitness, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will be much more balanced in his heart.

As the weakest existence in Zhangjiazhuang all the year round, his self-confidence is about to be swept away.

It wasn't until Zhang Zhong mentioned that there were many people like him in the city, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that this dream world was finally a little more normal.

"In which city are they? How far away is that city, and what does it look like? Is there anything particularly special about it? ”

Zhang Xuezhou asked a few words again and again, and only when Zhang Chong wanted to put him down and let Zhang Xuezhou walk by himself did Zhang Xuezhou shut up.

The Rong clan who opened the road ahead made a slight mention of the world outside the village.

"Speaking of which, you also have an aunt, if you are interested in reading, we can go to your aunt in the future and ask her to send you to a nearby school!"

Yourong mentioned his kinship in Rongcheng, but Zhang Chong was silent.

Yourong was also from the city in the past, but he fell in love with him, a big soldier, and followed him hundreds of miles away, and finally became the wife of an Orion.

Poor in the mountains, there are no distant relatives, there are Rong family now stout, completely lost the face and figure of the past, and has never had the face to go back to his parents' house, can only mention the sister who had a good relationship in the past, trying to ask for help in the future.

Practicing martial arts, practicing magic, and reading books have the potential to get ahead in many ways.

Zhang Xuezhou couldn't be a good hunter, and after experiencing the sting in his heart, Zhang Chong and Yourong had to open the way for this son who was not excellent.

According to Zhang Xuezhou's calculation and writing skills, reading with Rong's mention is indeed a way out.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to ask for help from Rong's relatives, for the sake of his son, Zhang Zhong feels that this kind of loss of face is worth it.

It's just that the way to go to Rongcheng to let Zhang Xuezhou study and seek fame is obviously at the end.

At the moment, Zhang Zhong felt that seeking the help of the Nine Feet Taoist Temple was the most practical.

Whether the Taoist of the Nine-Foot Taoist Temple treats Zhang Xuezhou's body, or learns from a teacher, this is a good way out.

The long mountain road was winding, and it was not until after four days of extremely painful travel that Zhang Xuezhou saw a hill with artificial traces.

The hill is not very high, and there is a Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls on the mountainside.

"You stay outside the Taoist temple for two days, and then you and I will hunt wild boars and then go in together to see the Taoist chief!"

Zhang Zhong took the remaining jerky, untied the kettle, and took out some poisonous weeds that smoked poisonous insects.

"Why don't we send Xuezhou outside the Taoist temple?" There is Rong's Road.

"What to send, and then send it down to be seen by the Taoist, how can the Taoist ask for such a waste ...... Man as an apprentice! ”

Zhang Zhong sighed.

The next mountain road is not difficult to walk, it really makes him carry Zhang Xuezhou up the mountain, but whenever the Taoist sees Zhang Xuezhou so delicate, Zhang Xuezhou wants to apprentice and learn art to enter the country.

"I'll go up myself!"

Zhang Xuezhou shook his aching body, looked at the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, and felt that there should be no big problem for him to climb the mountain.

He kept going to school during the day for several days, and spent the night on the road.

Of course, he was in a hurry, after all, Zhang Zhong had been carrying him all the time.

But it was not comfortable to carry it, and the bumps along the way almost made Zhang Xuezhou's bones scatter.

It was only now that Zhang Xuezhou began to move his body that had not been exercised for a long time.

He took the dried meat and wheat in a small cloth bag, and brought the kettle and poisonous weeds, and took the bamboo stick in Yourong's hand to open the way.

When knocking and beating, Zhang Xuezhou also staggered towards the mountainside.

"Is our son really good?"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's distant back, Yourong couldn't help but worry.

She looked at it again and again, and was extremely worried about Zhang Xuezhou's ability to survive independently outside.

Zhang Xuezhou's climb up the mountain is just the beginning.

Just thinking about it, Zhang Xuezhou often lies down and falls asleep when he turns his head, and he can't wake up even when he is thundered, and Yourong feels that he can't rest assured.

But Zhang Zhong couldn't hunt the boar alone, she had to follow.

When thinking back and forth, Yourong's face was full of worry.

"If he learns from a teacher in the future, we can still escort him into the country to practice," Zhang Zhong said helplessly: "After all, we have to let him be independent." ”

"That's right!" Yourong nodded.

"I knew that there were two more births that year, and if one was abolished, another would take over!"

Zhang Zhong sighed, he looked at the lower half of his body, obviously very annoyed by the area of the hunting wound.

No matter how much he can recover the demon flesh that can be secretly injured, he has not saved his masculine majesty, and in the cultivation of the next generation, Zhang Chong has no choice but to clean up the mess for Zhang Xuezhou.

He muttered a few words to Yourong, and then hurried to the other direction.

Halfway up the mountain, Zhang Xuezhou climbed the mountain for nearly two hours before he approached this Taoist temple with blue bricks and white walls exhausted.

He hadn't approached the gate of the Taoist temple until he heard a disgusted voice from the Taoist temple.

"Bad luck, don't enter the old door, I don't want to mess with you, don't mess with me!"

The voice was not aimed at others, Zhang Xuezhou was very sure that the voice in the Taoist temple was speaking to him.