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335 old things in the mountains

335 old things in the mountains

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Kong Wu, with a tiger head and tiger brain, looked at his bloody fists. Kong Wu did not grow a prickly beard when he was a child, but he was extremely cute, but now his small eyebrows are entangled with each other and look angry.

"I didn't let you practice like this!" The old man who thought that the wrinkled was sitting in the empty room, and the ethereal wind was circulating between the mountains and forests. This was an afternoon in the deep mountains and forests. The old man silently smoked dry smoke. Kong Wu, the little Kong Wu, a tiger-headed and brain, sat on the ground and reached out to wipe away his sweat, but left more dust.

"Wow..." The old man spit out a pungent smoke, and Kong Wu drove away these annoying smoke in disgust. "Kid! I told you a long time ago, I don't think you are small, but you don't have blood-stained qualifications! No matter what you do, nothing has been achieved! Don't waste time... Huh..."

Kong Wu seemed to have been greatly provoked. He suddenly jumped up from the ground and pointed to the old man's nose, "Don't talk nonsense! I don't believe it! You must be unwilling to teach me!" After saying that, he looked at the old man lying on the lounge chair.

His little eyes turned twice, came close to the old man's side, and tried his best to beat the old man's legs. "Oh, you have taught me a lot of masters. In recent years, I see that all the apprentices who have come out from you are masters alone. Just teach me a move! Is it okay..."

"Well~" The old man snorted happily, "If I say no, I can't. You also know that I have taught boxing for so many years. Don't I know if you have any talent?"

"I work very hard! Isn't it said that 99% of success is watered by sweat? Xiao Kongwu tried his best to show his undeveloped biceps. "Look, as long as I work hard, I will definitely become an independent hero, just like a hero in martial arts novels..."

"Bang!" The folding fan in the old man's hand hit Xiao Kongwu's forehead fiercely. Although this hand came very slowly, it made Xiao Kongwu feel that there was nowhere to hide. This old man was really not a general person, "Are you still a hero! Haven't you heard the other half? The most important thing for success is the 1% talent! You... don't believe it!"

"Hmm! Old man! Forget it if you don't call it. Won't I steal my own learning? Bah! I cooked today's dinner by myself. I don't care about you!" Little Kong Wu made a grimace at the leisurely old man, patted his buttocks and ran into the hut under the shade of the tree. The old man with a helpless smile, "Alas! I don't know what evil I did at the beginning and picked you up!"

When Kong Wu was still in his infacy, he didn't know why he was abandoned on the path by the mountainside. He happened to be picked up and raised by a passing old man. When there was no apprentice, an old man and a young man lived in this paradise-like world in the deep mountains and forests, although there was no blood relationship. But the two are like a pair of grandparents and grandchildren, close to each other.

Kong Wu also likes his grandfather very much, and there is nothing to be dissatisfied with in life. After all, every time the old man receives apprentices, he will bring a lot of income. To be dissatisfied, that is, the old man will never take the initiative to teach Kong Wu martial arts. Even if Kong Wu makes every request, the old man always smiles and says, "You are not talented. ." Just send Kong Wu back!

This kind of dialogue has happened several times since Kong Wu became obsessed with boxing! Before long, the cooking smoke floated in the room, and the old man stood up with a smile.

When he walked into the house, he smiled deeper, "This naughty child!" The food on the table has been cooked, but Kong Wu has no trace of him. Every time he is like this, although he threatens the old man not to cook, he leaves food for the old man every time, and then he disappears.

In fact, the old man knew where he had gone. He picked up his rice bowl and looked at a full grain of rice. The old man devoured it.

"Old man! Bastard! Bah! It's amazing to know how to do it!" Kong Wu hung upside down on the branches, which is his favorite century-old tree. The thick trunks and branches are the best place to take a nap. When there is something unhappy, Kong Wu also likes to come here to lie on the tree and talk about his unwillingness.

"What's the big deal? When I grow up, I will create a set of unique learning to shock this old man!" Thinking of the happy place, Kong Wu, who was a childish, grinned and slowly dozed off on the tree.

When he opened his eyes again, he could only see the sunset that was about to go down the mountain in the sky, and the scene seen in the mountain was very different from that of the seaside. Kong Wu was not afraid at all on the tall tree and stood up and straightened his waist. "It's time. It's time to go back!"

When he approached the cabin, he found a different scene from usual. The oil lamp in the hall was lit. When he didn't come back, the old man always lit the oil lamp for him to go home, but the oil lamp in the old man's room was not lit. "Did the old man go to bed so early today?"

Kong Wu pushed the door open with doubt and saw the old man sitting upright in the house. He pinched the letter in his hand, and his steady hands kept trembling for some reason, "Old man, I'm back!" Kong Wu paid attention to the old man's expression doubtfully.

The expression on the old man's face was obviously stiff. He put the letter on the table and then pressed the envelope on the letter paper. "Well, the bastard is back! Why don't you take a shower quickly? You play so crazy every day. Go to bed early!"

Kong Wu made another grimace and walked to his room. Just as he was about to step into the door, the old man's voice came from behind him: "Kid! Do you want to learn martial arts so much?

Hearing this, Kong Wu turned around as if he had beaten chicken blood and nodded more quickly than the chicken pecked rice, "Uh-huh! Of course! Of course! Why don't I want to? I dream about it! What's wrong? Master, you have changed your nature and suddenly want to teach me martial arts?

The old man spoiled Kong Wu's face, which pinched the tiger's brain, "You stupid boy! Go to bed early today, and tomorrow morning, I will start to teach you. Although you are not qualified, you are also the grandson of my fourth son Xuan. No matter how bad it is, it is not much worse!" He forgot that the two of them were not related by blood at all.

However, Kong Wu couldn't control much at this time. He turned around and ran to his room.

The old man looked at Kong Wu's excited back and smiled. It was not until he saw Kong Wu's back disappear that his face gradually turned cold. His eyes reconverged on the letter beside him.

The night was like ink, and the old man's face was ordinary like ink. "Alas... It's a blessing, and it's always inevitable..." He picked up the letter on the table, put it back in the envelope, and then shook it with one hand! The whole envelope turned into a piece of paper and could not be put together. No one knew what was written in the letter, except the old man and the person who wrote the letter.

Kong Wu didn't know what changed the old man's mind. All he knew was that from that day on, his carefree life had immediately become a cloud! The next morning, before the sun opened its eyes, a large basin of cold water was poured on its head!

"Wow!" Kong Wu jumped out of the quilt directly, "Old man, what are you doing?" The old man has stood by his bed with a blank face, carrying a big empty bucket in his hand. "If you want to be a hero, get up at this time every morning, or you will be greeted by a bucket of cold water.

Kong Wu originally wanted to say something, but he saw something in the old man's eyes, which he only saw when he saw other apprentices in the past. Strict! Extremely serious, the old man is really ready to train him to be a master this time!

Thinking of this, Kong Wu dared to complain and quickly got up.

After a day of hard work, Kong Wu lay on the threshold like a dog and stuck out his tongue, "Useless things!" The old man's roar came behind him, tinging Kong Wu's eardrum. "I thought your talent was extremely poor, but I didn't expect it to be so bad. You can't become a master in your life! You absolutely can't!"

Kong Wu's tired face immediately restrained, and he looked at the old man in a staring way, "What are you talking about? Old man, you wait, maybe my talent is not as good as others, but I will prove that I will become a master as well, and I will impress you one day!"

In the old man's surprised eyes, Kong Wu stood up and swaying and disappeared at his door. The old man stretched out his hand to call Kong Wu's step forward, but in the end he bit his lips tightly and spit out without spitting out a word, "You will understand... Xiaowu... You will understand!"

From that day, Kong Wu got up earlier than the old man asked. The old man asked to do it 100 times, and he did it 1000 times! He believes that he will eventually succeed with ten times his efforts. He will prove that he will become the most outstanding warrior with his efforts, and he will look at the old man differently!

The busy life kept passing in silent sweat. Kong Wu used ten times his perseverance, but it seemed that his progress was still not as good as most people with mediocre qualifications. In the silent sigh of the old man, Kong Wu worked harder and harder. If ten times was not enough, it would be 20 times, and if 20 times was not enough, it would be 30 times!

However, when all the busyness will come to an end, Kong Wu still clearly remembers that after the heavy rain, a middle-aged man in strong clothes appeared outside the wet door! The heavy rain didn't seem to cause him any trouble at all, but it was those eyes that made Kong Wu unforgettable in his life!

Like all living things, they are dead in his eyes!