Tibet

Chapter 3 Convergence and Transcendence
Although Li Ye didn't want to cause trouble again, after Zhang Xiaopang told him the truth, a nail pierced into his heart.

If it was just a fight injury, it would be fine after the injury recovered, but the other party used despicable means to frame him, Li Ye couldn't swallow this breath.

But Pei Sanniang forbids him to provoke those rich kids no matter what. Those rich kids are too despicable and cunning. His son is not their opponent, and he will be killed by them sooner or later.

Pei Sanniang went to the doctor every morning, and came back in the afternoon to prepare plasters. At the same time, she also watched her son. Li Ye had no chance at all.

If there is no chance, we can only wait for the opportunity.

On the other hand, Li Ye is also full of curiosity about his predecessor. Since he discovered that his shots are extraordinary, he has been exploring his potential.

This morning, while Mrs. Mu was mending his clothes, she babbled about his childhood, while Li Ye sat aside with her chin resting on her shoulders, listening intently.

"Since you were half a year old, your mother has used herbs to bathe you. I said that the child is too young to bear the medicine of tigers and wolves, but she won't listen. It's your luck that you didn't get tortured to death by her."

Li Ye smiled and said, "Is there any benefit to taking a bath with herbs?"

"Your mother's words are miraculous. She said it was a secret recipe handed down from her family. It can wash the marrow and improve tendons. I don't think it's as exaggerated as what she said. At most, it is not afraid of heat in summer and cold in winter. It is healthy and not easy to get sick. I just watch it." to these."

No wonder I don't feel cold even in a thin layer of unlined clothing. Which family's secret recipe is this!
Li Ye really wanted to ask about Tang Chao's mother's life experience, but in the end he held back. He found that as long as he asked about Tang Chao's father or Tang Chao's mother, Aunt Mu would find an excuse to leave.

Li Ye had no choice but to continue the topic just now, "What other martial arts have I practiced?"

"You practice a lot, it's very complicated, you always give up after you can't persist, I'm not talking about you, your mother is impatient, but there is a kind of practice that you have been persisting since you were four years old."

"What is it?"

"When you were two years old, your mother taught you how to make hoops. Put a few puppets on the ground, and stand a few feet away and throw bamboo hoops. If you hit the trap, your mother will reward you with a small snack."

Li Ye was speechless, is this training a dog?Or do you plan to set up a street stall when you grow up?
Aunt Mu smiled and continued: "When you were four years old, your mother took you to watch polo, and you suddenly became very interested in playing polo. You squeezed a clay ball and hit the ball with a wooden stick. After a few days, I was able to hit a mud ball into a small hole on the outer wall of a foot. Your mother said you were talented, so she started training you to play. She trained you for three months. She was impatient, but you But it kept going.”

"I have persisted until now?" Li Ye was surprised. He insisted on practicing polo for ten years. How did he do it?
Aunt Mu put down her clothes and smiled mysteriously, "I'll show you something!"

She bent down and dragged out a dilapidated wooden box from under the bed, which was covered in dust.

Aunt Mu blew on the dust and said with a smile, "I collected these for you."

"What is it?" Li Ye's curiosity was aroused.

Aunt Mu opened the box, and there were more than [-] wooden sticks, many of which were broken.

"This is the stick you used for your first mudball!"

Aunt Mu picked up a short wooden stick and said with a smile: "At that time, you were only a little old, and you played ball in the yard with this small wooden stick."

"All of them?"

"You used them all. There are quite a few of them. My aunt collected them for you."

Looking at a box of more than twenty wooden sticks, Li Ye's eyes were moistened. This is not a wooden stick, it is clearly an old man's love for him.

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Mathematics, physics, chemistry, Chinese, history and geography in his previous life are useless to him now, and it is impossible to cause a sensation in Chang'an by memorizing a few Tang poems and Song Ci.

A poor kid who grew up in a slum and only studied for a year, will he write shocking literary works?Who would believe it?

On the contrary, reckless expression of himself will only put him in a dangerous situation and become the prey of the powerful.

Pragmatism is the way to survive. He must integrate into the Tang Dynasty and adapt to this era, not this era to adapt to him.

Li Ye has been doing various exercises for several days. To understand himself, he found that his martial arts are actually very ordinary. He may have practiced a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu, but he has extremely powerful talents, mainly in strength, speed and keen.

He can easily lift a weight of nearly two hundred catties. Even a strong adult may not be able to do it. It is because his strength far exceeds that of his peers, coupled with his rough and strong skin, that he can especially be beaten, so he can become a neighborhood boy. King of Fighters.

In addition, his reaction is extremely sharp and fast. This is what he discovered in the latrine. He can use his index finger and thumb to quickly pinch the fly that flies past his eyes.

Of course, this has absolutely something to do with his ten years of hard training in playing polo, and the fact that he has taken a medicinal bath since he was a child, which may really have unexpected miraculous effects.

That night, Li Ye lit a stick of incense on the wall of the courtyard. He stood on the opposite side of the courtyard, about two feet away, holding a polo club in his hand. The polo club of the Tang Dynasty resembled the hockey stick of later generations. .

But the ground was not a polo, but a stone ball the size of a sparrow egg. Li Ye's heart was as calm as water, and his mind was blank. 'The club hit the stone ball on the ground with precision, and the stone ball flew out like lightning, and the burning incense on the wall suddenly disappeared.

"Awesome!" He couldn't help but praise himself in his heart.

Li Ye took another stone pellet, this time he changed his target and swung to hit the trunk of a small tree next to him, but the stone pellet passed by the trunk, and the difference was a full thirty centimeters.

Li Ye was stunned, he could hit the incense head fire, but he couldn't hit the tree trunk dozens of times bigger than it, why?
Li Ye closed his eyes and recalled what happened when he hit the incense head fire. He remembered that the moment he hit the incense head fire, he seemed to have a very subtle feeling that he could control the strength and accuracy of the head.

But when hitting tree trunks, that sense of control is gone.

He found some more stones and repeated the experiment. He hit the incense head ten times in a row, three of which he found the feeling and hit the incense head, and the other seven times were all empty.

He knows not to rush, it takes time to master it slowly.

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Another ten days passed in a flash, and Li Ye practiced hard every day, hundreds of times a day.

As time went on, the feeling of controlling power and aim became more and more obvious, and the number of times he controlled it became more and more, and he could find that feeling even when he was not practicing.

He knew that he was about to succeed.

"Old fat, throw it higher!"

Zhang Xiaopang threw two pieces of dry mud into the air one after the other, and Li Ye hit the stone with a swing. This time, the feeling came out by itself, and he didn't need to search for it deliberately.

What an exquisite control it was, he completely controlled the strength and direction of the swing, and the small stone flew out like lightning, 'pop!Snapped! 'Smash two pieces of dry mud into pieces in the air.

"You've been practicing for almost two hours, and you can hit every shot, isn't that enough?" Zhang Xiaopang was really exhausted, he sat on the ground and couldn't move.

Li Ye didn't answer. He stood there like a stone sculpture, carefully comprehending the wonderful feeling at the moment of making a shot with his heart. Li Ye's predecessor had worked hard for ten years, and now he has finally integrated him. control.

A sparrow landed on a big tree, it suddenly fluttered its wings and flew over Li Ye's head, Li Ye weighed the stone pellet in his hand, and flung it towards the sky. fall.

That's right!It is this kind of head alignment and strength control, whether it is playing polo, using a slingshot, or throwing stones with bare hands, he can find this feeling.

But Zhang Xiaopang jumped up in shock, "Wow! You still have the ability to hit objects with flying stones, when did you learn it?"

Li Ye was startled, "Didn't I hit it before?"

"Where is it! You boasted that you can play polo, and we let you show off, you can't hit a hit at all, let alone hit a bird."

Zhang Xiaopang's words made Li Ye suddenly realize that it was very possible that his predecessor had not been able to master this kind of precise control, but relied on an instinct.

If this is the case, then his predecessor should also be punctual and inaccurate.

In other words, I not only integrated ten years of hard training from my predecessor, but also surpassed him.

In the next few days, Li Ye continued to consolidate this exquisite control, completely controlled it, and used it as he wished.

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The income of opening a medical clinic in a slum area is very meager, and poor people can afford ten or twenty yuan for a medical visit, but the medicinal materials in Chang'an are very expensive. If they bought medicinal materials to make plasters, Pei Sanniang's medical clinic would have closed down long ago.

In order to make a living, Pei Sanniang had to go out of the city to collect herbs by herself, which saved the cost of medicinal materials. In the past, her son accompanied her, but this time she decided to collect herbs by herself in order to make her son recover better.

It will take two days to go, Li Ye's chance finally came.

In the evening, Li Ye brought Zhang Xiaopang, Xiao Huangmao and Wujilang to the polo field. Zhang Xiaopang was about to take an iron rod, but Li Ye stopped him. The other party dared to use the iron rod because Signed an agreement to admit defeat in advance.

If there is no such agreement, the lawsuit will not escape with an iron rod.

Besides, Li Ye didn't want to fight with the opponent at all. He wanted to get back the scene, but he didn't necessarily have to use force.

The polo field is slightly smaller than the football field of later generations. There is a wooden board on each side, and a hole the size of a volleyball is dug out of it. When riding a horse, the polo player hits the ball into the opponent's hole, which is considered a point.

A polo team consists of five people. On the polo field, five rich kids are running on horseback, practicing playing polo, surrounded by a few of their servants.

The leader is a tall and thin young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, his name is Ma Jinsong, and his family lives in Daixianfang opposite. In fact, all five of them are rich children of Daixianfang.

The children of the rich are not necessarily the children of the rich and powerful, but may be big businessmen, wealthy families, shopkeepers of big shops, or big managers who are attached to the rich and powerful, etc.

At this time, Ma Jinsong suddenly reined in the horse and looked in surprise at several enemies who walked onto the court.

"The bastard is fine, isn't it that he is paralyzed?"

(End of this chapter)