After dragging the heavy prey back home, Yue Fan was physically and mentally exhausted, though he wasn't injured. Without saying anything, he took a deep breath and left the body of the black bear to his father to take care of, and then walked inside the house.
Seeing this, Li Tan couldn't help but secretly praise, "This kid is really promising, he didn't get hurt!"
After returning to the room, Yue Fan did not lie down immediately. Although he was exhausted, he still insisted on sitting on the kang bed with his eyes closed, quietly feeling everything around him.
I recited the Heart-nourishing Scripture in my heart, breathing in and out with great frequency...
This method of regulating breathing was discovered five years ago from Mr. Wan's "Medical Classic" and is called "Nourishing the Heart Classic".
In the book "Medical Classic", there are many health preservation methods. Long-term practice can make people healthy, alleviate pain, and quickly restore physical strength. Yue Fan, based on his own situation and under the guidance of Mr. Wan, combined these health preservation methods into a systematic exercise method.
This "Heart-nourishing Scripture" is not long, only three paragraphs in total, but it contains the understanding and interpretation of the older generation of life. It not only promotes physical health and mental calmness, but also over the past few years, Yue Fan has felt his strength growing and his reactions becoming more and more sensitive. Therefore, until now, persisting in reciting and practicing the "Heart-nourishing Scripture" has become his habit, and can be said to be a part of his life.
Time passed slowly...
After a long time of breathing, Yue Fan slowly opened his eyes and felt the state of his body, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. Every part of his body was filled with power and comfort.
After getting up, he walked to the window and looked up at the sky. It was already dawn. Feeling the beginning of a new day, his heart was filled with hope, and everything seemed full of vitality in his eyes.
Outside the house, the fragrance of rice filled the air. His father also got up early to prepare breakfast, and then squatted on the side, silently weaving the netting...
"Xiao Fan, you did well yesterday, much better than I did when I was young. Hahaha~~~" Seeing Yue Fan come out, his father praised loudly, his face full of pride.
Yue凡 shook his head and said sadly, "Dad, if your foot hadn't been injured, I think you would have done better than me. It's just that I blame myself for what happened back then..." He was about to continue, but was interrupted by his father waving his hand.
Li Tan said with emotion, "Don't feel guilty, I have never regretted it. You are the hope of me and your mother. And you haven't disappointed us. I think your mother feels the same way."
Looking up at the sky, he continued, "It's getting late, let's go to work! Next time you go to the city, take this black bear hide and sell it. This complete hide should fetch a good price." After a pause, he added, "By the way, after finishing work, you should divide half of the provisions you brought back yesterday and take them with the bear meat to give to Mr. Wan and the others." Then he continued to concentrate on weaving the netting.
"Okay." Yue Fan nodded and agreed, happy to do so. At the thought of Mr. Wan, Yue Fan's heart was full of gratitude and respect. Because it was Mr. Wan who saved his father's life back then.
Breathing deeply the fresh air, Yue Fan felt the morning time. He hoped that in the future it would always be this...
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Beautiful.
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Arriving at the small grove not far from his home, Yue Fan took off his upper clothes and carefully placed them aside, then walked towards a large tree as thick as three people.
Although Yue Fan looked thin and weak, his exposed dark and sturdy muscles made people feel like they were full of explosive power. He gently closed his eyes and felt everything around him, then took a deep breath.
"Let's start."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Fan moved his hand, took out the chopping knife tucked behind his waist and chopped at the large tree!
"Peng——"
"Peng——Peng——Peng——"
In the forest, Yue Fan kept waving the firewood knife, the movements were very simple, very slow, but very steady and accurate, each time falling on the same position as the previous one. These seemingly simple movements, but it is impossible for someone without certain skills to hold a knife weighing dozens of pounds and wave it back and forth, and each time the knife is in place.
As time passed, Yue Fan's movements became faster and faster, and the flying wood chips blurred his vision. However, these wood chips did not seem to affect his movements. Yue Fan, who was in a state of calm, closed his eyes and completely relied on his senses to control his body movements. The knife became faster and faster, and his body constantly twisted in coordination with his hands, making the firewood knife a blur in the sky of flying wood chips...
This is a simple set of knife techniques, which technically can't even be called a knife technique, because the entire process consists of only five simple movements: "cutting, splitting, turning, blocking, and flicking". It's just a matter of body coordination, and the repeated movements are formed by swinging the knife. However, these five movements are the strongest means for Yue Fan to deal with wild animals! Of course, they are also the best way to cut firewood.
As the sky became brighter, the swirling clouds of wood chips slowly calmed down, revealing the slender figure of Yue Fan. By this time, a vast, empty village lay around him, with the ground littered with firewood.
Wiping the sweat off his body with his clothes, Yue Fan looked up at the sky, then gathered all the wood together, tied it up with a rope, and carried it on his shoulders, returning the way he came.
The heavy firewood didn't slow down his walking much, but each step was much heavier and steadier than usual.
There is a flowing river outside Ning County, and people can't remember how long it has been there. They only know that it has been nurturing the land and people in this area of Ning County. Even in today's drought, it still silently gives its best.
Liushui Village is located not far from the Liushui River. There are only a few dozen farmers in the entire village, which is also very quiet.
Although the people here live a hard life, they are also doing well, especially during the current drought season, which is more harmonious and peaceful. However, whenever Yue Fan walks here, he feels an inexplicable disgust or even rejection.
Outside the thatched hut in the village, an old man is carefully tending the medicinal field. He is known as Mr. Wan.
Mr. Wan, whose real name is Wan Liuhuai, is in his seventies or eighties. He used to be a government official, but was persecuted by people in the court and lost his family. He wandered around and practiced medicine. Five years ago, Mr. Wan passed by Liushui Village and happened to see Li Tan being attacked by Iron Head...
The snake bites Li Tan, and he saves his life. In order to repay his life-saving kindness, Li Tan and his father built a simple thatched hut for the old man at the end of the village, and asked Yue Fan to visit him often.
When Mr. Wan first moved in, the villagers were reluctant and urged him to leave. However, when they heard that Mr. Wan was not only knowledgeable but also capable of treating diseases, they accepted him with respect. In rural areas, you can disrespect a teacher, but you must respect a doctor. After all, people can survive without reading, but everyone gets sick sometimes.
After a while, a little girl came out of the hut and gestured to Mr. Wan, then obediently followed the old man to collect dew from the medicinal field.
Wanyaer is an orphan who was found by Mr. Wan five years ago while he was washing medicine in the Liushui River. At the time, she was floating on the surface of the water, her entire body swollen. After being revived, Mr. Wan realized that the little girl was born mute and could not remember anything from her past. Mr. Wan felt sorry for her and, as he had no relatives to accompany him, he decided to keep her and adopted her as his granddaughter, giving her the nickname Wanyaer, which is similar to Yuefan's age.
The rays of the rising sun shone brightly, making the village, which was originally covered with smoke, appear so harmonious and peaceful, with a quiet and elegant atmosphere of tranquility and clarity.
At this moment, a figure was walking slowly down the village road.