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Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Father and Son (two in one)

It’s another lightless day, with thick clouds covering thousands of miles!
Over Ryotsu City, endless blue-gray clouds and mountains lie across the rolling buildings. From time to time, a cloud of gray smoke will fall, shrouding a busy neighborhood in mist and rain.

Sparse raindrops hit the buds of Paulownia, and gradually a little crystal water splash appeared. The water splash jumped down from the branches lightly, soaking Jian Fusheng's half-long black hair.

Pulling back the wet bangs on her forehead, Jian Fusheng looked at a small drop of water floating on her fingertips, her face livid.

Lingxiu Shuiyuan Sword?
Yunxi Sect's water-based attack and killing technique?

That's it! ?
When he woke up this morning, Jian Fusheng was still in a good mood, because after a good sleep, most of the pit on his face had healed.

Although he was frightened by all kinds of strange phenomena yesterday, Jian Fusheng became happy again when he thought that he was already a Qi Refining monk and had unrivaled talent.

After walking out of the dormitory and walking into the woods, Jian Fusheng planned to practice some martial arts.

Earlier, Jian Fusheng deceived three articles on exercises from the girl, one for entraining qi, one for refining qi, and one for magic techniques.

Jian Fusheng should not be able to use the first two articles. His Taoist magic power is hidden in his own body. How can the "Qingxiu Yun Gong" of the three-legged cat of the Yunxi Sect be compared with the "Chengtian Yun Dao" in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Sitting cross-legged, Jian Fusheng held his breath and concentrated, silently practicing the sixteen-character Qi Refining Mysterious Gong.

But after practicing for a long time, the more he practiced, the more he felt that something was wrong. He could only feel that the spiritual energy from the outside world was there or not. After sitting there for a long time, he only breathed in a trace thinner than a hair, which was almost nothing!

According to this progress, if Jian Fusheng wants to reach the second level of Qi Refining, it is estimated that all mankind will turn into fossils...

If you can't practice Xuan Gong, then practice the method.

I heard from Jiang Youyue that her exquisite Shuiyuan Sword is a great attack and killing technique passed down from the Yunxi Sect. It should be quite powerful if she can practice it all the way to the golden elixir stage.

But Jian Fusheng played back the girl's recording more than ten times, and gathered half of his true energy according to the Shui Yuan Sword's method, but he didn't even see a splash...

It wasn't until a drizzle began to fall in the sky and the raindrops hit his fingers that he suddenly felt something. A stream of true energy gathered at his fingertips, controlling a drop of rainwater to float.

But this thing...how can it hurt people?

You can't meet an enemy. Let's shoot a few drops of water to help others take care of their skin...

Might as well give someone a bottle of body lotion!
Jian Fusheng picked up his schoolbag, took out his bronze mirror, and called Master Jing for a long time, but there was no response at all.

I don’t know if he is pretending to be dead, or if he is really about to die...

Putting away the bronze mirror, Jian Fusheng thought hard for a while and vaguely guessed the reason.

This Blue Star is originally the place of sealing spirits. There should be no spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Now that I can breathe in a trace of spiritual energy, it is probably because I have taken off the seal of the Spirit Sealing Gate and let in a wisp of spiritual energy. Spiritual energy seeps into this world!

The problem now is that although there is spiritual energy in one's body, there is almost no spiritual energy in the outside world. And if external objects are not spiritual, they cannot interact with the true energy in one's body.

Perhaps this is the reason why practicing martial arts is ineffective and spells are ineffective.

After figuring out the key, Jian Fusheng felt worried.

Yesterday, when I visited the Black Triangle, there were many dangers. I almost lost my life. If I didn't have some skills to defend myself and hurt the enemy, I might have died in this world before I could become an immortal.

After pondering for a while, Jian Fusheng took out his mobile phone and planned to search the Internet to see if there was any body-refining method left over from ancient times. Since it is called the Land of Sealing Spirits, it means that this world should also have spiritual energy in the past. Maybe there was ancient body-refining methods. The technique was passed down.

Unfortunately, it turns out that Jian Fusheng thought too much.

After searching for a long time, Jian Fusheng finally found only an "Introduction to Military Combat Techniques" that was published online.

At least it is a self-defense technique, so just practice it, it is better than throwing three or eight punches to embarrass people...

This set of fighting skills is simple and clear. It mainly talks about six basic movements: footwork, boxing, elbow, leg, knee, and wrestling. In addition, there are five sets of advanced combination movements that can be learned.

Jian Fusheng was just getting started. He followed the video and learned the first two lessons, practicing starting hand postures, steps and boxing techniques.

After all, it was a Qi refining body, so there was no obstacle for Jian Fusheng to learn. After more than two hours, his two fists were dancing vigorously.

I looked at the time, it was almost time for lunch.

Jian Fusheng felt a little nervous, so he knelt down and moved the clouds and moon with his left hand. He hooked his right hand straight and hit the trunk of a paulownia tree.

The clenched fist penetrated the rain curtain, brought up a rustling sound of wind, and hit the tree trunk with a bang!
it hurts!

Withdrawing his fist like lightning, Jian Fusheng looked at the unharmed tree trunk with a look of disappointment...

This heavenly way of refining qi is fake!

One punch, not even a piece of bark was scraped off...

Picking up her schoolbag dejectedly, Jian Fusheng turned around and left.

Suddenly, a click came from behind!

Jian Fusheng looked back and saw that the paulownia tree trunk was broken with a sudden sound!The fiber at the break exploded into a piece of fine powder, which knocked away the raindrops in the air, and a group of crystal water bloomed in the drizzle.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Jian Fusheng was in high spirits, and for a moment he felt high-spirited.

I, Jian Fusheng, am worthy of being the only extraordinary person in this world!

If I cut off a tree with one punch, who would be better than me?

When we get to the foundation building, although this world is huge, is there anything we can't reach?

boom!Ka Ka Ka!
"Ouch!"

The broken tree trunk fell down, dragging the crown of the tree, and hit Jian Fusheng on the head, pressing him on the wet grass...

Pushing aside the trunk and branches, Jian Fusheng crawled out from the ground in disgrace.

Not only were there a few wet paulownia buds stuck to his head, but there was also a big bump on his head, and his clothes were even stained with grass clippings and mud, which was terrible to look at.

Although this set of clothes was probably bought by Brother Kun for free, it was quite expensive. Jian Fusheng looked at the stained clothes and couldn't help but feel distressed.

Picking up his schoolbag again, Jian Fusheng wiped the muddy water from his face and had to go back to the dormitory to take a shower.

……

The canteen at Yangfan University is very well run.

Outsourcing makes profits every year, and the boss drives a Ferrari!
A meal card for one semester is not expensive at 880, which is twice as expensive as the accommodation fee...

Jian Fusheng woke up early, pointed at a large iron basin containing "Konjak Spicy Duck", and said angrily:

"Master, what happened in your kitchen? How could there be a dead mouse in the food?"

The dirty master glanced at the iron basin, picked up a large spoon and scooped out the dead mouse, glared at Jian Fusheng and said:

"What are you talking about? That was clearly a duck neck just now. You saw it wrong!"

Jian Fusheng cursed a few words, ordered two steamed buns and two vegetables, swiped his card and left.

It's not just a day or two that the canteen's hygiene is not up to par, students complain every three days.

Unfortunately, the canteen is contracted by a large company, and the boss is a member of the Ryōtsu City Council. No matter how bad the canteen is, the school has no guts to change the contractor. The most it can do is give a verbal warning.

The students also made a fuss. Not only did they post it online, they also contacted the media!
It's a pity that in this Ming Dynasty, everything is decided by capital. A group of poor students will not be able to make a fuss no matter how fierce they are...

As for the students whose families have some financial background, they don’t eat in the cafeteria!

For example, Brother Monkey... found a seat by the window. Jian Fusheng used the tail of his chopsticks to pick out the dead flies in the dish, while scrolling through his phone, he ate the steamed buns.

As for why I didn’t ask for rice…

Afraid of eating rat poop!
"The girl in Shan Yaya is really sweet, and the boy in Shan Yaya is swarthy..."

When the call rang, Jian Fusheng took a look: Ma Dahong!
The original fucking...

After answering the phone, Jian Fusheng asked:
"Mom, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a burst of sobbing in dialect:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu don’t usually smash your phone. Your dad was beaten with a stick. He was just sent to the county Binhe Hospital... and you didn’t let me tell you! You’d better come back and take a look. Let him..."

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he said anxiously:

"What's going on? Why did Hao Duanduan get beaten? Who did it?"

"Don't ask. Buy a ticket quickly and talk about it when you get back. I have to take care of your dad!"

After saying that, Ma Dahong had hung up the phone.

With a gloomy look on his face, Jian Fusheng bought a train ticket online, picked up his schoolbag and left.

……

My original hometown is Wayue Village, which is not far from Ryotsu City, just over 300 kilometers away.

The county seat is called Dafeng County, which is closer to the city. The train station ticket costs 60 yuan and can be reached in two hours.

At 06:30 in the afternoon, Jian Fusheng hurriedly walked out of the Dafeng County Railway Station and boarded the bus to the county hospital.

Dafeng County has a small population, only about [-] people. A large river runs through the main urban area of ​​the county, called Fusheng River.

Jian Fusheng's name is the name of the river. Otherwise, with the little culture of his parents, he would not be able to get such an elegant name as Fusheng...

Binhe Hospital is the only large hospital in Dafeng County. It is located next to the Fusheng River. It is more than half an hour's drive from the train station to the hospital.

Jian Fusheng stepped off the bus and it was already dark.

It’s also raining in Dafeng County, and it’s pouring!

The hospital in front was brightly lit, but blocked by the heavy rain, it looked like small flames that were swaying in the wind and rain and would be extinguished at any time.

Opening the umbrella, Jian Fusheng walked quickly.

All the way to the inpatient building, Jian Fusheng met his second uncle downstairs, a rough old guy, standing at the door of the inpatient building, smoking a pack of "Dafengden" that cost six yuan a pack.

The original father's name was Jian Guifa. There were four brothers in total. The second eldest brother, Jian Guiping, was considered the best. He mainly transported agricultural products from the countryside to sell in the county. He saved a little money and bought a second-hand pickup truck. Jian Guifa was After he was injured, it was his second son who drove him to the county town in a pickup truck.

Seeing Jian Fusheng, Jian Guiping dropped his cigarette butt, stamped it out, and waved to him:
"Fuzi, you're here! Come on, I'll take you up to see your father!"

Jian Fusheng forced a smile and said thanks:

"Excuse me, uncle, I won't be able to return to the village tonight."

The second uncle waved his hand:

"What are you talking about, family! Let's go up quickly."

As the two of them walked, Jian Fusheng asked:
"Uncle, how is my dad?"

Jian Guiping sighed:

"The doctor said that there is no danger to his life, but he has a broken leg and two ribs. He may not be able to walk in the future..."

Halfway through the words, the second uncle glanced at Jian Fusheng, and his tone was a bit reproachful:
"Speaking of which, it's not all because of you. If you hadn't gone to that university and Ansheng followed me around the county, the boss wouldn't be able to owe so much money..."

When Jian Fusheng heard this, he lowered his head and said nothing.

After a phone call with her mother on the train, Jian Fusheng had figured out the cause of the matter.

In the final analysis, this matter was caused by his tuition fees...

In the capitalist society of the Ming Dynasty, higher education tuition is expensive. Even though Yangfan University is a public school, the annual tuition is more than 3 yuan. Plus accommodation, meal cards and other expenses, Jian Fusheng’s study at this university costs at least one year. It costs 5 yuan!
Dafeng County is a poor county. Although you can still see the city, the nearby towns and villages are very poor. You can still earn a monthly salary of more than 1000 in the county, but in a remote place like Wayue Village, you can earn [-] to [-] a year. All considered good.

The tuition fee of 5 yuan is an astronomical figure for a rural family like Jian Fusheng.

Most of the children in the same village stopped studying after junior high school and either went to work in the fields in the village early or went to other places to work in factories.

Unfortunately, although I was born in a rural area, I have great ambitions. I want to go to university, make a career in a big city, and honor my ancestors!
In Jian Fusheng's opinion, this guy is a bit too ambitious...

In his senior year of high school, the original man decisively rejected his second uncle's invitation to go to the county to sell agricultural products. He studied at night by lamplight every day, and finally got admitted to Yangfan University, which ranked [-]th in the country... without even a scholarship!
After going to college, I actually applied for a student loan worth 3 yuan a year, and I also found a part-time job earning a few thousand yuan a year. However, the remaining gap of more than [-] yuan still fell on an old couple in the countryside. .

In the first three years, the old couple borrowed money from relatives and friends in the village, and finally raised enough money for Jian Fusheng's tuition. But in the fourth year, they couldn't borrow any more, so they had to find Boss Zhou, a loan lender in the town, to borrow money. I got thirty-five thousand from the IOU!

The boss's money is not so easy to get this week. When borrowing the money, he made it clear that the principal can be repaid after Jian Fusheng works, but the interest of 2000 yuan every quarter cannot be less. .

In the beginning of the senior year, the old couple's income was pretty good. They sold some money from the banker's harvest and asked their second uncle to pool some money together. They paid [-] yuan. However, after the Spring Festival, they couldn't get any money for a while. Boss Zhou's men came to the door and wanted to take away everyone's belongings and farm tools and pledge them.

The property was fine, but after harvesting the farm tools, what else could he do to cultivate the land? His father refused, so he was severely beaten!
While listening to his second uncle's words, Jian Fusheng clenched his fists and came to the third floor of the inpatient department.

Walking into ward 3114, Jian Fusheng saw Ma Dahong, whose eyes were red, and Jian Guifa, who was wrapped in bandages and plaster.

As soon as he saw Dao Jian Fusheng, Ma Dahong sobbed:

"Look at your father, how he was beaten up just to praise you for studying in school? Fuzi, you are about to graduate. If you can't get a good job, how can you be worthy of your father?"

My father was lying on the hospital bed. Although his face was bloodless, he looked at his mother with an angry face and cursed feebly:

"Silly woman, you have no idea! I told you not to tell Fuzi, but you have to say it! If it's a big deal, it's like the sky is falling. You've delayed Fuzi's study, and we've also spent money. The beating was in vain!"

After scolding his wife, his father waved to Jian Fusheng and shouted:
"Come here, Floater!"

Jian Fusheng walked to the hospital bed and looked at Jian Guifa, who had just turned fifty this year but was already gray-haired, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Stretching out a left hand covered with calluses, Jian Guifa held Jian Fusheng's hand tightly, and a smile broke out on his old face with ravines:
"Fuzi, Dad is fine! Be obedient and go back to school! Study hard!"

Jian Fusheng said nothing. Looking at the simple and vicissitudes of the old farmer in front of him, he suddenly remembered an oil painting he had seen in the National Gallery of Art in his previous life:

"Father" by Luo Zhongli!
The face in the oil painting and the face in reality slowly overlapped, and Jian Fusheng's eyes gradually became moist.

Jian Guifa touched Jian Fusheng's head and shouted to Ma Dahong with difficulty:

"Mom, please quickly bring me the pants I changed out of!"

Taking a patched pair of pants from Ma Dahong, Jian Guifa tore off one of the thickest patches, took out three crumpled hundred-yuan bills from inside, and handed them to Jian Fusheng.

Looking at his son lovingly with weather-beaten eyes, Jian Guifa grinned, showing yellow teeth, and said with a smile:

"300 yuan, where your father hides it, use it to find a girlfriend!"

Jian Fusheng's eyes turned red, and for the first time he shouted from the bottom of his heart:
"dad!"

　I am busy during the day and post late at night. I post first and then correct typos.
　　
　
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