After resting for the night, the next morning, when Meng Ran finished running and meditating, Fang Xing began to teach Meng Ran the leg method.

"The essence of this set of leg methods lies in the three aspects of 'hardness, disease, and change'; 'hard' emphasizes the skill of the leg method, and it is necessary to achieve 'heavy as iron, points like nails, sweeps like axes, and kicks landslides'; 'disease' stresses winning with speed, as fast as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and does not give the opponent a chance to breathe; 'change' refers to the flexible use of various leg attack methods according to the changes of fighters, so as to 'adapt to changes'. ”

"Look at it, remember this leg method well!"

Fang Xing let out a low shout and quickly pulled out his legs, only to see that his body was like a tiger, and when his legs kicked out, there was a crisp sound of air exploding, which kept ringing.

Meng Ran looked intently at Fang Xing, whose legs were shaking, and his mind unconsciously became extremely condensed, everything around him was automatically ignored by him, and in his eyes, there was only that set of leg routines!

Because it was for the sake of teaching, Fang Xing also deliberately slowed down, and after practicing like this several times, Fang slowly called it a day, looked at Meng Ran, and said, "Remember?"

Meng Ran pondered for a moment, and then nodded a little uncertainly.

"Oh, you're going to try?"

Meng Ran began to kick out the leg routine according to the gourd drawing.

Seeing this, Fang Xing's face was crossed with a touch of surprise, although his speed slowed down a lot, but this set of leg techniques was not extremely simple, Meng Ran only watched it a few times, and actually memorized it all.

"Uncle Fang, why didn't I make any sound at all in the leg technique I performed?" After kicking a set of leg techniques jerkyly and slowly, Meng Ran said a little helplessly.

"If you can kick so easily, then this leg is a little too unworthy of the name. Fang Xing scolded with a smile, and then said: "Remember, when practicing legs, carefully sense the strength, as long as you can make the qi and blood follow your strength, then you will have practiced this set of legs." ”

Meng Ran muttered back and forth a few times, and then opened according to his words, while Fang Xing stood aside, pointing out some of his mistakes from time to time.

In the open space in front of the house, a figure was constantly jumping, sweat flying.

Since then, Meng Ran's life has been running, meditating, practicing boxing, reading, and practicing legs.

When the heat in the air became more and more obvious and the cicadas became more and more harsh, it was also June, and Meng Hao's second anniversary festival had also arrived.

The second anniversary festival is a festival for great auspiciousness, called 'great auspiciousness'. The Confucian classics have a rule that after the pawn crying sacrifice, the filial son can only eat coarse rice and drink water, and only after the Xiaoxiang sacrifice can eat vegetables and fruits, and after the Daxiang sacrifice, you can use condiments such as sauce and vinegar in the meal.

The people of the Meng Mansion worshipped according to the rituals.

Mrs. Meng muttered to herself in front of her husband Meng Hao's grave, not knowing what she had said. It was a long time before he stood up. Turning to Meng Ran, who was standing aside, he whispered, "Ran'er, how are you doing lately?"

Meng Ran nodded, "Mother, I'm fine, I have something to do every day, it's very fulfilling." ”

"That's good. Mrs. Meng reached out and touched her son's cheek, and said with some distress: "It's just that, you have to pay attention to your body, you are a little thin." ”

Meng Ran made a pouting grimace, "How can I be thin, it's just that I've grown taller, so I look a little thinner, but I'm actually heavy." ”

"Yes, in a blink of an eye, my son is already so tall, and I am very happy for my mother. Your father's spirit in heaven will be happy for you. ”

"Well, mother should also take care of her health at home, and I will go back to accompany you soon. ”

"Okay, my son has grown up......"

The mother and son said a lot of warm words, and finally parted in reluctance.

Meng Ran stayed in the farm outside the city to continue to guard his filial piety for his father Meng Hao, while Mrs. Meng returned to Meng's mansion.

After that, Meng Ran continued to repeat his previous life, busy practicing and reading every day, and arranged every day to be full.

Time flies, the north wind is sluggish, the leaves are falling, and autumn has come unconsciously.

At this time, Meng Ran was already more than half of ten years old, although he was still a little young, but he already had some personable meaning, and he was a beautiful young man.

Although he is handsome, he is not as weak as a traditional scholar, the lines on his face are very tough, his nose is straight, his eyebrows are thick, he has a slightly stronger figure than his peers, and his long hair is tied up on his head indiscriminately, because there is no maid to take care of him, the whole person still looks a little rough.

On this day, Zhang Yu proposed after Meng Ran's meditation, "Young Master, let's go hunting together, now that the autumn is crisp and the game is relatively fat, let's go catch some hares and the like, okay?"

Meng Ran nodded lightly.

After the two of them were ready to stop, they took dry food and water, carried wooden sticks and two woodcutters and set off towards the mountain forest northwest of the farm.

There are only two roads leading from the farm to the northwest of the forest, one is a wide road for horse-drawn carriages, and the other is a rugged mountain road used by people to collect firewood and medicine.

Meng Ran and Zhang Yu naturally walked on the mountain and forest paths.

Between the lush woods, the two walked slowly along the winding and rugged mountain road, and the two people walking on the mountain road listened to the sound of shoes rubbing against the grass, listened to the sound of wild birds chirping in the woods beside them, and smelled the fragrant smell of mature plants and trees in the air, and their hearts were relaxed.

These landscapes have long been strange to Zhang Yu, but for Meng Ranyan, who is busy all day long, he has never seen them. Maybe he'd seen it before, but he never stopped to take a closer look.

When he didn't walk for a long time, Zhang Yu was a little tired, but he wasn't tired, but he hadn't seen a suitable prey for a long time, and he couldn't be a little interested.

He said with some trepidation: "Young master, I can see a lot of hares and pheasants on weekdays, why haven't I seen them today." ”

Meng Ran didn't care about this, and said lightly: "It's okay, maybe you can meet it if you walk again." ”

"Yes, good. Let's go for a walk. ”

Compared with Zhang Yu, who was not interested in seeing the prey, Meng Ran was still in a happy mood, looking at the mountains, forests and grasslands in front of him, he felt that he really shouldn't have ignored this beautiful scenery before.

However, Zhang Yu next to him suddenly stopped. I saw him bend down and look down at a pile of feces on the ground.

"Xiao Yu, why did you stop?" Meng Ran looked at the strange Zhang Yu and couldn't help asking.

"Young master, look..."Zhang Yu pointed to the pickled things on the ground, "This piece of feces should not be excreted by domestic animals, but the excrement of other wild animals, there must be fierce beasts ahead, let's go back." ”

"Well, how do you know?"

Zhang Yu frowned slightly, and said softly: "Domestic animals are herbivores, so the smell of their feces is very bad, but wild beasts are carnivorous, so the smell of their feces is not so strong. ”

I have to say here that children who grew up in the countryside know more about things in the mountains and forests, and if Meng Ran goes up the mountain alone, I'm afraid he won't know how he died before he dies.

At this time, Meng Ran already had beads of sweat spilling out of his forehead, wetting the hair on his sideburns, it was obvious that his sweat did not appear because of tiredness, but because of fear, fear of the unknown, fear of wild beasts.

But it's also normal, even if it's an adult, it will be like this in the face of an unknown beast that may appear at any time, not to mention that Meng Ran is only ten years old. So, there was no reason why he shouldn't be afraid.

At this time, the two young men were not thinking about how to kill the beast, but how to quietly leave the mountains and forests and return to the safety of the farm.

The two of them glanced at each other, and without any need for a superfluous verbal exchange, they began to move in the direction in which they had been walking.

As they walked, they scanned the surrounding woods and prayed silently in their hearts.

It's just, I don't know if the heavens are going to play a joke on them or if they're really unlucky.

Not far away, among the mountain flowers and wild grasses, a pair of green eyes appeared.

Although Meng Ran didn't know what animal these eyes belonged to, he knew very well that these eyes did not belong to humans.

The light in those eyes was fierce and cunning, and there was a hint of the bloodthirsty impulse of a beast.

Meng Ran tried his best to restrain his heartbeat, tried his best to restrain his urge to turn around and run, and tried to calm himself.

He could only pray that the beast didn't see the two men on the mountain road. However, contrary to its wishes, it stared directly at the two of them.

In the dim forest, the beast walked towards the mountain path with a slight chill on the flowers and plants, and every step seemed to knock on Meng Ran's chest, again and again.

Zhang Yu, who was about to ask why Meng Ran hadn't left, also saw the figure when he turned around, and the two of them were like ashes.

Between life and death, it's just a moment.

As the beast got closer and closer, Meng Ran had no choice but to suppress the panic in his heart, and pulled out a woodcutter from behind, intending to make a life-and-death fight.

If there was no cultivation in the past year, Meng Ran at this time would either have weak legs and feet and let the beast slaughter, or he would have run away and be attacked by the beast and die.

Meng Ran held a firewood knife in his hand and put on a defensive posture. When Zhang Yu saw Meng Ran like this, he settled down a little, holding a wooden stick in his hand and protecting him in front of him.

The pair of green eyes were staring at Zhang Yu's body, opening its mouth, showing a mouth full of fangs, and its body slowly stood up, and the gray-brown bristles on its body seemed to stand up.

With a low roar, the beast had already seen the target, and pounced from a distance without hesitation, its speed was so fast that Meng Ran only saw that it was dark in front of him, and the beast's two front paws had already grabbed Zhang Yu's throat.

Zhang Yu just stood stupidly in place, holding the wooden stick horizontally with both hands to block.

Meng Ran did not hesitate, and shouted in his mouth: "Xiao Yu be careful!" The firewood knife in his hand had already slashed forward.

The beast's body was blocked by wooden sticks, and its claws could cut through Zhang Yu's cheeks.

With a roar, the beast was struck by this knife, and a wound was cut by the wood knife between its waist and crotch, and its body immediately fell to the other side. Before Meng Ran could come to his senses, he felt a strong wind rushing in front of him, and at some point, the beast had already adjusted its posture, adjusted its target to Meng Ran, and launched a lightning-like attack.

Meng Ran was taken aback, and at the last moment, he had to bend down and bow his head, and at the same time wave the woodcutter in his hand.

He felt a strong wind on his shoulder, and then he felt a tingling pain, and the beast scratched his shoulder. Fortunately, he had already bent down and only injured his shoulder, if he had slowed down, his body had not dodged, but he was afraid that Meng Ran's neck had been scratched by the beast.

Meng Ran turned around from his fright and looked back, only to see that the beast was already lying on the ground, not getting up, but its back was rising and falling violently.