After a quick meal, I leaned on the chair to rest. In fact, I wanted to lie down on the bed, but I couldn't go back. In the end, Uncle Gu took me back to his house.

After that, Uncle Gu did not leave, but massaged me. As he kneaded me, I felt a heat flowing in my body. My legs that were already painful were not my own, and I felt a little more sensation. It was numb and itchy, and then I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I looked out the window habitually. The sun was still hanging high in the air, but the position was a little west. I don’t know how long I had been sleeping. Anyway, I felt refreshed. Although my legs were still aching, there was no obstacle to action. Even if I was participating in a football game now, I was confident that I could play for 90 minutes.

My appearance surprised Uncle Gu very much. He pressed and pinched my body and checked it over and over again several times. His focused expression was more careful than when the farmer aunt bought piglets. The result also surprised him very much. He originally thought that I would lie down until tomorrow morning to go down to move, but he didn't expect that I would recover after just lying for a few hours. As for why this happened, Uncle Gu did not find out the reason, and in the end he could only attribute it to the magic of creation in heaven.

Next, Uncle Gu said something that almost made me vomit blood. According to his original plan, I was going to let me practice in the morning and rest for the rest of my time to restore my body. After all, excessive practice is not only not good, but also causes harm to my body. But I didn’t expect that my body’s recovery ability was so strong, so he wanted to change his original plan. From now on, I would have to practice in the morning, take a break of two hours at noon, and then continue practicing.

"Okay, isn't it just practice? What a big deal? I gritted my teeth and got through it," I said to myself in my heart.

The afternoon practice is more difficult than in the morning. Although I avoided the most poisonous time of the sun because of rest, the sun above me still did not spare me. I had sweated so much. I even felt that even the oil on my body was roasted. It was not too far from being burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Poor this little face I had used for more than ten years, and I became an African in just one day.

Finally, it was time for dinner. At this time, just like in the morning, I was no longer able to move. I was still carried into the dining room by Uncle Gu. What surprised me was that there was a pot of stewed chicken for dinner today. This thing was definitely a luxury on the island. Even after eating seafood for so many days, I almost forgot that there are chicken in the world.

"Xiao Zheng, this is specially prepared for you." Uncle Gu put the clay pot containing chicken in front of me, "Eat all, not even the soup is left." The old man continued to show his true nature of the poisonous tongue, and even said so badly when he said good things. However, for the sake of chicken, I was lazy to care about him, so I just said very sensible, "Let's eat it together." "No need." Uncle Gu smiled, "The medicinal materials are added here, which is good for your body, but if we eat it, it may cause harm to the body."

I was really moved by their painstaking efforts. In order not to let down my wishes, I stretched out my chopsticks and accurately clamped the chicken legs.

This pot of chicken is as crispy as my grandma stewed, but it has a light herbal flavor. Moreover, because the stewed time is long enough, the taste of the herbal flavor has completely melted into the shredded meat. It tastes fragrant and bitter, which makes me a little uncomfortable, but it does not affect my appetite. It takes not much time. A pot of chicken and three large bowls of rice enters my stomach.

It seemed that I didn't eat enough, so the old man asked Comber to pour half of the warm water into the clay pot. He just felt a little thirsty, so I picked up the clay pot and it was dry.

After eating and drinking, I looked at Uncle Gu with hope, hoping that he could carry me back to the bed, but Uncle Gu ignored me and chatted with the old man without saying a word. He waited until Kang Bo finished packing the dishes and brought in a large wooden barrel more than a half-person tall from outside, and then poured it into the barrel with boiling boiling water one by one.

After putting the water, Uncle Gu stood up and poured a pack of medicinal materials into the wooden barrel. Then Kang Bo immediately covered a wooden lid. Not long after, a strong smell of herbal medicine came out of the gap in the wooden barrel.

The moment I took the barrel in, I realized that this was to let me take a bath, and it was a legendary medicinal bath. I was roasted by the hot sun for a day and my body became a little sticky. Now it must be very comfortable to take a hot bath, and I can't wait.

After a while, it felt almost done. Uncle Gu walked over and uncovered the lid on the wooden barrel, reached out to test the water temperature, and then turned around and asked me, "Can you take off your clothes by yourself?"

"Yes" I nodded firmly. Although it is a bit difficult for me to do this now, especially the legs cannot be bent, so the difficulty coefficient will be extremely high when taking off my pants. However, I will never let Uncle Gu or the old man do this for me. I even hope that they can leave now. Even if I climb, I will climb into the wooden barrel, and even if I can't climb in, I will admit it.

But the two obviously had no intention of leaving, and they were still sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting on their own. It was not until I had difficulty stripping myself naked that Uncle Gu stood up and carried me into the wooden barrel. The old man also stood next to the wooden barrel.

The water temperature in the wooden barrel was just right. As soon as I entered the water, I felt the pores of my body opened. My whole body was light and soft and comfortable. But the next second I suddenly felt like a needle prick, and it was not a needle, but thousands of steel needles were pierced into the flesh. The feeling was like being tortured. My whole body was trembling and I wanted to escape from the water.

"Don't move! I spent so much money and finally bought the medicine I bought. If you dare to waste it, I will stew you." The old man said viciously, "Xiao Zheng, these herbs are all about relaxing muscles and promoting blood circulation and strengthening muscles and bones. It will hurt a little when you soak at the beginning, but this is all for your own good, so you must not move, endure it and it will pass." Uncle Gu encouraged me kindly.

I really want to say something like "I will hold on" "I will definitely work hard and will never let down the painstaking efforts of the two masters." Unfortunately, I am now grinning in pain and can't say anything.

But what I really want to say in my heart is, "Uncle Gu, it seems that it is no longer necessary for you to say this. Can you explain to me why after pinching my back neck with your hands, my whole body can't move, and even my fingers can't bend. I can only sit in the wooden basin honestly, and I can't hold on if I don't want to persist.

I think Zhou Zheng was also a leader in the small town in my hometown. He had fought countless times since he was a child. He had used bench legs, mop handles, bricks, kitchen knives, and everything. He thought he was also a man of all kinds of battles. However, after he got to Uncle Gu, I was like a face-to-face man, and I could pinch whatever I wanted, and I didn’t even have a chance to resist. Maybe this is the difference between a regular army who has been systematically trained and a self-taught guerrilla team like me. Anyway, I feel very depressed no matter what.

I don’t know how long it took, but the tingling feeling finally began to fade, and gradually became that numb and itchy feeling. I felt so comfortable that I was a little confused and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next morning, I was woken up by a fan again. I opened my eyes in a daze and found myself lying on the bed. Uncle Gu and the old man were standing beside the bed. Needless to think about it, I knew that I must have been brought back by Uncle Gu last night.

The training of the day began again, and the whole process was almost a replication of yesterday. As time passed day by day in such a torture.

Half a month later, I finally made the legendary "one-character horse". When my little brother hit the ground, I was so excited that I almost shouted to the sky, "I've made it!" Unfortunately, this move only lasted for a few seconds, and then I fell to the ground. Uncle Gu's reaction to this was to reach out and grab the stone in the box.

I stood up as fast as possible and resumed my split position. When I saw Uncle Gu take his hand that was reaching for the box, I breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, after this period of training, my two movements of lowering and splitting have been significantly improved. Although there is still a big gap between Uncle Gu's requirements, the number of stones around me has been greatly reduced, but the taste has been deeply engraved in my heart. When I see the stones, I feel frightened and almost phobic.

Finally, it was time to have supper again. I followed Uncle Gu to the dining room. This was the biggest achievement I had achieved in half a month. After practicing, I could walk into the dining room by myself. Although every step was difficult, my stiff body would sway left and right when I didn’t hold the wall, just like a baby who had just learned to walk. However, I felt very satisfied that I could not be carried in my hand like a chicken by Uncle Gu.

I have my favorite pork ribs for dinner, which has been like this all these days. Every night there is a pot of meat stewed with herbs, and the patterns will change constantly, including chicken, pork ribs, and elbows. In order to allow me to eat fresh meat, the old man asked the fish maker to come here every day. I was naturally very grateful for his painstaking efforts. Until one day I saw that there was a basket of folding fans in the things that the fish maker gave to the island. It was obvious that it was a very cheap street stall. It seemed that the old man was also very attentive to wake me up in the morning. He had already made long-term preparations. I was a little worried about my head.

After dinner, while Kang Bo was preparing to take a bath water, the old man told me that he would teach me to practice the basic technique of "Soul Condensation Chapter" from now on. Of course, I was very happy to be able to learn more skills. I immediately pointed my head like a kowtow worm.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!