All kinds of signs show that my current brain is not like the original brain, but more like a computer.

He had a bold speculation, could it be that Yitian was integrated into his brain?

Although it's a bit bizarre, but it happened that he came back from the dead and possessed a little eunuch who had just died, what else is impossible?

He tried to control the speed of his brain, just like he controlled the frequency of supercomputing Etienne.

Slow, slow, slow.

He stared at the butterflies above the grass in the wasteland, distracted, trying to slow his mind down as he watched the butterflies.

Under the bright sun, two butterflies danced in brilliant colors, and their dancing speed was slowly accelerating.

It wasn't until it flew as fast as he remembered it that he let out a long sigh of relief, and finally adjusted the speed of his thoughts, the same as before.

He looked at Lao Wang, who had been smiling at him.

"What's the fuss?" said with a smile, "Is it changing too fast and can't react?"

Li Chengkong clenched his fists: "I'm Li Chengkong, the old man doesn't know ......?"

"Just call me Lao Wang. Lao Wang waved his hand: "I'll call you Chengkong, from now on, we will work together and sweat together, until I am sick and die, you will find someone to partner with, and then just like me, old, sick, and dead, just like me, I will live a peaceful life." ”

Li Chengkong was silent.

Lao Wang said: "Chengkong, don't think too much, people can't resist their lives, after entering the palace, they can move smoothly, how many can there be majestic? That is the ancestors of the accumulation of virtue, most people still live a bitter life, although they are a little tired and bitter here, but their hearts are quiet, they don't have to worry about it, they can sleep peacefully!"

Li Chengkong nodded.

He can feel the unwillingness of his original body, he is quite content now, after all, it is a life earned for nothing to be alive now, and he can live for a while longer.

Lao Wang smiled and said: "I see that your body has not recovered well, today we will do less work, don't be tired, the body bones are the most important,...... You're too skinny, that's not okay. ”

Li Chengkong looked down at himself.

The body like a hemp rod can be blown away by a gust of wind, and he is not tall, and he looks weak and can't help the wind.

Although the wind was still warm when he stood in the bright sun, he still felt a faint cold, a cold caused by weakness.

Lao Wang took out two iron pickaxes from the pine house and threw one aside: "Chengkong, you rest first." ”

He waved his iron pickaxe and began to plow the ground, again and again, plowing and turning the weed-filled wasteland, exposing the roots to the sun.

After more than 20 strokes, Lao Wang's wheezing became heavy, and Bai Shengsheng's forehead was sweating.

Li Chengkong was embarrassed to be idle, picked up the iron pickaxe and started to do it, and his arm was sore after two shaves.

There was still a faint pain in his back and buttocks, the injuries had not healed, and more importantly, he was born weak.

Lao Wang stopped, laughed with a pickaxe: "Don't worry, don't worry, little by little, you have to suffer a little at the beginning, alas...... , I'm a real old man, this body is really bad......"

Li Chengkong asked, "Lao Wang, you haven't practiced martial arts?"

According to what he learned from memory, martial arts are prosperous in this world, and even Miss Qianjin can meditate and practice qi.

However, if the poor are rich in martial arts, how can poor families have the conditions for practicing martial arts? Once they practice martial arts, the amount of food will increase greatly, and they will not be able to bear it.

The family of this body was poor, and when he was ten years old, his parents died, and he was selected by the county to enter the palace and become a eunuch.

However, after entering the palace to cleanse the body, even if the original martial arts were practiced, they must be abolished, and even if they are not abolished, they cannot be practiced again.

After entering the palace, there is no certain level, and he is not qualified to practice martial arts.

"Scrapped. Lao Wang smiled: "When you entered the filial piety tomb, you were abolished, you offended Princess Qingming and were punished?"

Li Chengkong nodded.

He secretly perked up, which showed that Lao Wang knew martial arts!

Although Lao Wang's martial arts have been abolished, his brain has not been abolished, and his martial arts will not be forgotten!

"Princess Qingming is kind-hearted, but she has a bad temper. Lao Wang shook his head: "The temperament is too strong." ”

Li Chengkong diverged from his words: "Lao Wang, how did you get in?"

is kind-hearted, but what he does is not kind, this body has suffered so much, can a bad temper be exposed?

"Alas......" Lao Wang shook his head: "The past is unbearable, forget it, let's continue to work!"

He continued to swing his pickaxe.

Li Chengkong also buried his head in it.

Almost instinctively, he carefully felt the weight of the iron pickaxe, observed the depth of the landing, the depth of the weed's roots, and calculated the height of the iron pickaxe to be the most efficient.

He constantly corrects his movements to make them more efficient and effortless.

Despite this, he only held on to the eighteen pickaxes, his arms were sore, and the iron pickaxe became so heavy that he couldn't lift it.

Sweating, a gust of wind blew, cold and swishing, he shivered.

Lao Wang shook his head helplessly: "Young man, you can be blind! Rest quickly, you are going to fall ill again, I'm afraid your life will be gone!"

Li Chengkong let go of the iron pickaxe and turned his arm.

After a pause, he started swinging the pickaxe again.

After drying for a while and resting for a while, the short brown linen shirt on the body was wet and dry, dry and wet, and so on, and the palms of the hands were blistered, and they were worn out and bled again.

Despite the tiredness and pain, and exhaustion, he remained calm, nothing compared to death, and he knew he would soon get used to it.

Lao Wang looks solid, but in fact, he can't work, and he has to rest for a long time after working for a while.

Li Chengkong could see that he was lazy and slippery, so he didn't say much.

At noon and in the evening, someone brought rice, two dishes and one soup and several steamed buns, which were salty and unpalatable, but he was tired and hungry, and he still ate wolf.

When the twilight rose and the lights came on, they left the vegetable patch and dragged their tired bodies down the mountain.

When he walked back to the yard along the gravel path, Lao Wang parted from him halfway, and he had his own yard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he found that it was very lively.

There were dozens of eunuchs in the courtyard, all of them shirtless and showing their knotted muscles, some sitting by the wooden basin to wash their clothes, and some directly rinsing their bodies with water.

They don't care how tall or short they are, they are all strong, and their thin bodies don't fit in.

When I saw him come in, the courtyard was quiet for a while, and then it was restored, and everyone went about it, and ignored him.

Li Chengkong returned to his room.

There are a total of four beds in the room, and there are already three people, two of them are playing chess, and one is lying on the couch and flipping a book.

"Are you back? Li Chengkong, your life is really hard enough!" said the white young man who was flipping through the book smiled gently, kind and warm.

The other two chess players also stopped and leaned over to look at him.

"Hey, some of you have suffered, this old oilman has finally found a partner, Li Chengkong, you have been trapped!"

"What's wrong with Lao Wang?" Li Chengkong didn't see it, and sat on the couch with a smile and asked.

"Your body is so weak that you can't work at all, and you are still cheating and cheating, who doesn't know?

Li Chengkong said: "Old Wangtou is okay. ”

At least Lao Wangtou will not play temper with himself, show his qualifications, rely on the old and sell the old, he is already very content.

What's more, Lao Wangtou still knows martial arts, and if he wants to practice martial arts, he has to count on Lao Wangtou.

After practicing martial arts by himself, his strength is stronger, his work is better and faster, and Lao Wangtou can save more energy, so as long as he finds a way, he will not worry about prying open Lao Wangtou's mouth.

If the law is not passed on lightly, it is not that it is not transmitted, but it is man-made.