Chapter 3 The Beginning of Suffering Chew on the words
Duan De officially apprenticed, and everyone in the village smacked hard at Duan Butcher's house, even if it was to watch the ceremony, they only regarded Duan De as a teacher to learn medical skills, and only Duan De's father and son and Qingyun Lao Dao knew the story.
Duan De didn't know how Lao Dao explained it to the butcher, anyway, the butcher's two hundred catties entered the house with a calm face, and floated out, which was called a ruddy complexion and a proud spring breeze, and it was estimated that he was even happier than when he picked up his daughter-in-law, and then? Duan De later lived directly in Lao Dao's house, and the butcher occasionally came to see him and ask a few questions.
"Kill the pig, how much silver did you sell the master?!" Duan Butcher looked mysterious, but he didn't say it, Duan De thought to himself, I'm afraid that this product didn't exchange me for a few copper coins?
Four years old is still a month or two away, Duan Tuzi told Duan De so. The little guy squatted in the backyard of Qingyun Old Road and watched the old road jumping up and down, he went out for half a month, and brought back a bunch of strange-shaped weeds, stones, wood stubble or something, Duan De didn't know anything, and he didn't know anything. When he came back, he set up a large cauldron in the backyard and tinkered with it at his own leisure.
"It's been three days, I said, Master, didn't you get home with this alchemy? I don't dare to eat what you practiced, when did you start teaching me to cultivate?"
Anyway, Duan De thought so! Seeing that he was tired, he fell asleep on the steps, and in his sleep Duan De only felt that he was floating, and was awakened by the emptiness of leaving the field, which was the sequelae of the last time he flew to the sky.
Scream "Oh!"
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Lao Dao was sitting cross-legged three feet from the ground, Duan De's little thirty catties were also in the same posture as Lao Dao, and he was fiddled with by a pair of invisible hands, and his body was out of his control.
I saw that Lao Dao's eyes were blazing, as if there was a streamer overflowing, and he didn't speak. Dusk Duan De felt a breath of air from the soles of his feet all the way to all parts of his body, the air flow passed through the whole body warm, and the feeling of soaking in the hot spring was not as good as this, in the middle of the night, Duan Xiao's fart child fluttered in the clouds and fell into the pot!
Duan De only had time to exhale secretly: "A lot of spices, it's so fragrant, ah~~~"
The earth-shattering screams echoed throughout the courtyard, but there was no movement outside the wall.
The bubbles in the pot kept rising with white smoke, and Duan De twisted his little face and was fixed in the soup by an inexplicable force. Duan De's mouth couldn't be opened, his body couldn't move, and he was suspended in this hot soup as thick as liquid mercury, and there seemed to be hundreds of millions of man-eating ants gnawing at his body in the soup, only drilling into it, and it hurt! Duan De's few baby teeth that had not grown were estimated to have been crushed.
A century is so long? There should be, Duan Dechang, who was fished out, took two breaths, is he still alive?
"Old immortal! If you want to kill and cook, you will be a master first!I'm special~~~" The more you scold, the more angry you become, and as soon as you turn over and jump up from the ground, you have to fight hard with the old way!
I saw Lao Daozheng looking at him with a look of surprise: "You didn't faint?
"What? Can you faint?"
"It's just to strengthen your body and build a solid foundation, what does it matter if you're sober or not?"
"Isn't it true that the more sober you are, the better the effect?"
"Who told you? I didn't say that? Eh? Why did you faint now? Shouldn't it be a dragon spirit when you come out? Don't something go wrong!"
Since that day, Duan De has been living in dire straits, taking a bath in the pot every three or five times, not to mention the sourness and refreshment, anyway, just one word 'cool'! Every day's homework is literacy! Many things here are a little different from there, Lao Dao personally made more than a dozen wooden models, which are covered with meridians and acupuncture points, Duan De has a little understanding of this thing, and he is also mentally prepared.
But when the old way finished he took a cursory look, he ran home without hesitation, what about the pit father! Isn't it the eight veins of the Qi Sutra plus the twelve righteous scriptures? What kind of troubles are the secret lines and dots on each model?
But can you run away? I was taken back from home by the old way, and a stack of books half a person high was placed in front of me, and I had to learn if I didn't want to learn!
The meridian system of this world is more than 10,000 times more complex than that over there, the main meridians are 12 meridians, the odd meridians are eight meridians, the twelve meridians, the twelve meridians, the twelve meridians, the thirteen meridians, the thirty-six meridians, and the floating meridians and the outer meridians add up to one hundred and eighty-two, and there are more than three thousand and eight acupuncture points.
The old Tao said that many exercises will contain the Dao rhyme touched by this exercise, and if you don't know the meaning, you can't practice at all.
What the hell?
People who have come over in the era of science and technology are very familiar with this word, but Duan De feels that he still needs to understand it when he understands it, now there are enough things, and there is nowhere to redress the old way of child abuse, the butcher will only say follow the skills, don't only kill pigs like him.
Duan De wanted to cry when he heard it, how sad was it to be educated again when he was just able to educate his son for decades?
When Duan De completely familiarized the meridian system and basically passed the 'language', Lao Dao took out a palm-thick book from his ring and gave it to him, and Duan De kept his eyes red on the storage ring in Lao Dao's hand.
This book is not signed, it is a hand-copied version of the old way, Duan De was dumbfounded when he opened the first page, the words of Long Feifeng Wu were quite beautiful, and he casually flipped back a few times and looked up and said: "I said, is it necessary? Those words that you have asked me to learn for more than a year, Wenah, or something, I should be able to learn well, right?"
Qingyun took a sip and turned his head to look at him: "Barely passable, what's wrong? Don't you want exercises?"
Duan De roared angrily: "You're not ready for me to understand! Look at it, what kind of thing is this? The ghost drawing talisman that the chicken caught? You haven't learned this version of the master yet!"
Have you ever seen a prescription from a doctor in a hospital? Duan De thought about what Lao Dao said when he let himself learn words: "The exercises must be thoroughly studied and thoroughly understood, and every word and sentence can be practiced after they have thoroughly understood every word." I don't know a word, I can't study a fart!
Lao Dao was stunned and looked at his little face that was full of anger and reddened, and said a little sneeringly: "I got this exercise by chance at that time, and I didn't plan to use it to pass it on to anyone when I studied it myself, so I just need to understand it." ”