The bloody Tai Sui that once disgusted me turned out to be not Tai Sui, but my own life!

While Hu Ma was eating the bowl of meat that Xiao Hongtang brought over, she gradually thought about many things. No wonder the second master's ability seemed to be more suitable for solving his own problems than Lao Huotangzi, but her mother-in-law didn't give up until the end.

After finding a way, I had to send myself here.

Because of Er Ye's ability, he either doesn't learn it or learns it, but instead exposes a more fundamental problem in himself...

His original body is already dead.

I was summoned by my mother-in-law and forcibly nailed into this body.

Earlier in the village, he had been relying on the blood of Tai Sui to hang on to his life. The same was true for him now.

It's just that I couldn't feel it before, but now that I light the stove, I can clearly see it.

Lighting the stove did not solve his own problem, it just made the problem clear to him.

Or in other words, lighting the stove can solve the problem of always being troubled by evil spirits, but it exposes another problem.

Tai Sui, only by eating more Tai Sui can you make your fire burn brighter.

So he ate the Tai Sui dish sent by his mother-in-law without any leftover, and was embarrassed to look at Xiao Hongtang's resentful eyes.

Now that I understand the problem, I feel calmer.

After he finished eating the large bowl of Blood Tai Sui, the two steamed buns couldn't be endured anymore, so he thoughtfully walked back with the two steamed buns.

Unintentionally, he didn't notice the eyes of the teenagers around him. They were all attracted to him as he entered the door. They looked at the two large white steamed buns in his hand. Their eyes were a little straight, unsatisfactory, and their throats rolled.

Swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Hu Ma was stunned for a moment before she realized that white-flour steamed buns are a good thing in this world.

Even this kind of slightly yellow, cold and hard steamed buns may not be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Usually, when she follows the second master, she eats sweet potato and steamed corn porridge to satisfy her hunger. Her mother-in-law specially asked Xiao Hongtang to bring her blood Tai Sui to treat her illness.

But in addition to giving blood to Tai Sui, they also brought in two large white steamed buns, but I was worried that Hu Ma would not be able to eat well here.

The second master shook his head. He thought his mother-in-law had sent Xiao Hongtang here for some big deal, but he didn't expect that he was just here to deliver food.

He sighed and said to Hu Ma: "Come here and continue learning the moves."

"These boys have been practicing for more than two years. If you want to keep up with them, you have to work hard."

"..."

"Second Master..."

Hu Ma subconsciously wanted to agree, so she took a few steps forward and saw the teenagers in the field.

They didn't mind when they went out to meet Xiao Hongtang just now. They saw three or four teenagers in the middle. They were all covered in mud from beatings, sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and some even had bruises on their noses and faces.

It seems that this is the method that Er Ye teaches these teenagers to practice boxing, kicking and fighting styles. It is simple and direct.

Since you want to learn to fight, just fight more. The more you fight, the more you will understand.

But in his heart, he remembered his mother-in-law's words, sighed secretly, and said to the second master, "Why don't I stop learning now?"

"Um?"

The second master suddenly stared: "Everyone else is learning, why don't you?"

Because other people are energetic and have too much anger, they need this kind of outlet. But I rely on Tai Sui to stay alive. Every little I use up is just a little. This kind of practice will only make me use up the fire that I finally replenished by Tai Sui, which is useless.

consumed...

When he first sent him here, his mother-in-law said that there was no need for him to learn boxing and that he could just light the stove, so he didn't really care.

It wasn't until this time that she asked Xiao Hongtang to send a message again to save her energy that she finally understood that her mother-in-law had known about her problem for a long time and was reminding herself...

Hu Ma thought silently that it would be better not to tell the second master about these problems.

Judging from the second master's previous reaction, we know that for him, his current state is beyond his understanding.

So he just said: "Xiao Hongtang just said something. My mother-in-law said that my injury is just right and I can't be tired."

"you……"

When he heard that it was his mother-in-law who said it, the second master was speechless, so he had to say: "Forget it, just find someone to teach you the poses."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young men, who were obviously not very interested.

The training style that the second master just mentioned is to catch a couple and beat them. Even if the nose and face are bruised and swollen, it is still interesting. It is just a good way to vent your energy that has nowhere to put.

But when it comes to teaching the moves, it is a one-on-one pointing posture, which is boring and most boring. Coupled with Hu Ma's delicate appearance, these teenagers don't like it very much and are unwilling to come out to do his moves.

master.

But a fat man raised his hand: "I'll come, I'll teach!"

"Fine!"

The second master glanced at the guy and waved his hands helplessly: "Zhou Datong goes over to teach. Teach well. If you don't learn well, you two will be punished together!"

"hey-hey……"

The fat boy named Zhou Datong came to Hu Ma excitedly and looked at the others fighting happily.

Hu Ma felt lazy and said, "Why don't you learn with them?"

"Then what is learning?"

Zhou Datong sneered: "That's a beating!"

"After all, I am also the grandson of the clan leader. If I am beaten like this every day, how can I inherit this village in the future?"

"..."

"The grandson of the patriarch?"

Hu Ma was in awe, but also felt a little surprised: "You are the grandson of the patriarch, and they still dare to beat you up?"

"My grandfather was beaten just because he was the clan leader..."

Zhou Datong said with a grimace: "People come here to learn from the second master how to worship Tai Sui, but I am not the one."

"I sent the second master here to learn the rules because my grandpa thought I was disobedient..."

"..."

"..."

"Be more ruthless and more focused...you kicked in the crotch, didn't you see those two big crotches?"

The second master next to him was loudly reminding the young men who were fighting against each other, saying: "Don't be afraid of hurting anyone. There are few other things in our village. Black oil is everywhere."

"With your strength, you can heal any injury as long as you don't use a knife."

"So the harder you strike, the better. At this time, the harder you strike, the more ruthless you are. Only when it comes down to it can you beat others!"

"..."

Turning his head, he looked at Hu Ma and Zhou Datong, who were sitting blankly on the side chatting, neither twisted into a ball nor preparing to practice any moves.

I felt helpless and regretted: I thought this kid had changed his gender, but now I see that he is still too pampered.

…

…

But from that day on, Hu Ma stayed with Er Ye.

This group of young people who are learning skills have a lot to learn and do every day here at Erye.

When I wake up in the morning, I go for a run in the mountains. After I come back from the run, I have to eat. After the meal, I have to lift stone pillars, practice the postures, or patrol the woods with the second master to eliminate some weird evil spirits that breed around the village, or put up red paper.

Warn others in the village.

When the sun turns to the west, it’s time to have the second meal. The food is similar to that in the morning, except that the piece of bacon marinated in Tai Sui is missing from the porridge.

In the evening, I often don’t practice boxing.

While the sun was setting, I learned a few words with the second master, and occasionally listened to him talk about the rules of the world, customs, taboos, etc.

It didn't take long, but Hu Ma noticed it.

This second master was a man who traveled around the world when he was young. He was also literate and knew arithmetic. These young men of the same age were sent from the village to learn mining skills. Of course, what the second master taught them seemed to be more than being a miner.

Just a little bit.

The money they earn from mining can only last three to four years at most, but their other skills can last a lifetime.

However, after realizing her physical problems, Hu Ma originally planned to act more sensible and diligent, but she gradually became a negative example among many teenagers of the same age.

Others were running in the mountains every day, and he had to sleep until he woke up naturally. Others were lifting stones to exercise their bodies, while he sat in the yard and basked in the sun. Others were fighting for supremacy, but he was willing to be a salted fish.

Highlight one without curling.

Sometimes even the second master can't stand it anymore. Even if he says a few words to him, he will lose his interest in just one sentence.

My mother-in-law won't let me...

On the other hand, when teaching literacy and arithmetic, Hu Ma was much smarter than other teenagers of the same age. He could read words quickly and do arithmetic accurately and quickly. Even the second master was shocked and kept saying "what a pity" for such a smart head.
To be continued...