Chapter 25 Section 9

In autumn harvest season, the air is full of heavy barley aroma. In the vast land of the great north of China, the countless villages are all the same, simple and indifferent to the world, living in the rhythm of the wild and wild nature with the mountains and forests. There are all kinds of beasts living in the primitive deep mountains. The white-fronted Siberian tiger with a tall body, the nine-foot red bear that can repel the Siberian tiger, the twenty-foot gray python that can easily strangle a red bear to death, and the thousand-year-old stone spirit who can tie a big gray python into a bow whenever he wants.One monster overcomes another, the earth silently breeds countless unimaginable terrible things.

Precipitous valleys, turbulent rivers, and uninhabited tundra for tens of miles.As long as you leave the small village where people gather, you will be boundless and dead. An extremely suitable place to pursue various esoteric exercises. Wu Lala knew that her brother liked Xiaodie from the next village very much. Why?Although Wu Lala doesn't quite understand what "likes" is, but looking at the nervous expression on his brother's face every time he talks to Xiaodie, he knows that he has a special feeling for Xiaodie. It's funny to say. Brother is a very powerful person, he is not afraid of anything except his serious father.Even when Dad took his brother to the provincial capital to kill vampires on the train for a long time for the first time, my brother didn't say a word, and didn't take it seriously at all.

But brother is afraid that Xiaodie thinks he is smelly. Every time I go to find Xiaodie, I will take a bath first, and then I will give up until I almost peel off a layer of skin.Sometimes he would desperately brush his teeth and rinse his mouth, exhale and ask Wu Lala to smell it, to make sure there was no strange smell, and then tremblingly went to Xiaodie's house. "Ulala! You are practicing hanging upside down here, you are not allowed to come down! Remember it!" Brother hung Ulala upside down on the tree. "Brother, are you going to find Xiaodie again?" Wu Lala giggled.

"Laugh, what a joke, if Dad asks..." My brother frowned, a little embarrassed. "I see. When Dad asked, he said that you went to the river to practice." Ulala shook her body, hooked her legs tightly to the tree, closed her eyes, and used the special breathing method taught by her brother to counteract the flow of Qi. Brother ran away. When brother appeared next to him again, he must have something delicious in his hand. "Here, maltose, doesn't it look delicious?" Brother always smiled with some guilt. As for the obedient Ulala, her feet will never leave the tree trunk during her brother's trip and return. If she is too tired, dizzy for a while, or her feet cramp and fall off the tree, Ulala will find a way to fall down again. Hang up.Because my brother said that the effect of practicing Qi by hanging upside down is better.

And as long as my brother touches his legs, he will know whether he has practiced seriously. If not, my brother will not talk to him for three consecutive days just like the last time when he was lazy and didn't practice the Great Ming Mantra. So my brother told Ulala to hang upside down alone, and he would hang upside down, told him to sit quietly, and then practiced mantras; told him to try to communicate with animals in various whimsical ways, and Ulala had no choice but to do so. There is no second sentence. When there is brother, the two of them practice while playing, and when there is no brother, they have to learn to supervise themselves alone.

Ulala understands that she doesn't have the talent of her brother, so she has to strictly urge herself to keep up with her brother's footsteps, although no one has ever asked him for anything. He only saw his father beating his brother, beating and beating. It is said to be beaten, but it is more appropriate to use "killing". Every punch and every kick of Dad was enough to break the thick neck of the tiger or leopard, and sometimes he would even use the Fire Curse to mercilessly burn Brother's face. At the end of the beating, the father and son finally fought. "Wu Tingjian, is this the only thing you can do? Stand up." Dad said coldly, black smoke still rising from his entire right arm.

Just a round of violent attack, the ground is full of burst scorched earth pits, crackling and peeling off the residual flames on the pits. Wu Tingjian just gritted his teeth and struggled to get up. "Dad...don't hit brother anymore..." Wu Lala said tremblingly, walking in front of brother slowly. Dad stared at Ulala without saying a word. "Wulala, get out of the way." Wu Tingjian staggered to his feet and pushed Wu Lala far away. Wu Tingjian yelled fiercely, stood on his head with one hand, and the scorched earth cracked faintly. With a shock of vigor, Wu Tingjian jumped high in the air.