fell, Hou Dasheng still smiled. He struggled a little www.biquge.info pen "Fun", but in the end he still didn't get up. The body is exhausted, and there are many abrasions and falls on the body. There were many wounds, all of them more than once. There are even cases of secondary injuries.

He fell so much that Hou Dasheng couldn't remember how many times he had fallen. It hurts, it's almost numb. Several times he felt like it was dark in front of him, but even when it was dark in front of him. Still gritting his teeth, he allowed himself to continue his movements. Keep yourself from fainting.

It's hard, it's tiring, it's ...... It hurts. That kind of pain is the pain that is torn open all over the body, and it is a pain that penetrates into the bone marrow and penetrates. It's a pain that makes you almost faint.

"Whew~Whew~Whew......" panting, Hou Dasheng finally stood up slowly with trembling all over. However, the body is very faceless and twitching. For a while, Hou Dasheng lost control of his body, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "snap~" again.

With a grin, he propped his hands on the ground. The whole person slowly twisted his body, and at this time he looked like he was doing push-ups. But the whole person is propped up. The sweat on his face and the blood on his body slowly dripped to the ground. His hands and feet were still twitching......

After a while, Hou Dasheng gritted his teeth and frantically controlled his hands and feet that were involuntarily twitching. He had tried many times, but his hands and feet were always twitching involuntarily. Holding on, he didn't know how long he had held on. Maybe a few minutes, maybe a dozen minutes.

The convulsions finally stopped, and Hou Dasheng grinned and slowly let himself stand up. The broken branch had been thrown away by him, and all he could rely on now was his own hands and feet. Standing up, Hou Dasheng limped towards the end of the ancestral hall.

Hou Laohu, who was sitting at the door of the ancestral hall, looked at it like this, and quietly watched Hou Dasheng limp towards him like a lame old dog. Yes, Hou Dasheng's current actions cannot be said to be walking. That can only be said to be moving, a little bit of moving. In less than two steps, Hou Dasheng "snap~" and toppled over again......

What should I do if I tip over?! Get up, get up again, and keep walking. This is what Hou Dasheng did. The pain of the wound, he could barely feel it. Because he was numb.

"Poof~" The last fall, he finally reached the end. Arrived at the feet of Hou Laohu. Hou Laohu, who watched him fall, did not help him up. Instead, like a chicken, he picked up Hou Dasheng with one hand and put him on the chair next to him.

On the table next to the chair, there was Hou Dasheng's big tea pot. Hou Dasheng, who finally sat in the chair, opened his mouth and gasped, and his whole body was trembling. He tried to control this tremor, but it was so futile.

The teapot was on the table in his hand, but even so, Hou Dasheng's hands trembled and there was no way to take the teapot. He tried to raise his hand, but he trembled and fell weakly. Hou Dasheng gasped for breath, and after a while, he trembled and held the tea jar.

But he found that he had lost the strength to pick up the teapot, and even now he was trembling even just holding his hand.

"Tomorrow, are you still running?!" Hou Laohu didn't seem to see Hou Dasheng's tragic situation, he drooped his eyelids and drank tea and asked Hou Dasheng softly. It's like asking your nephew what we're going to eat in a while. Bland, without any hint of meaning.

Hou Dasheng grinned: "Run, why don't I run now that I'm back?!" ”

At this time, Hou Dasheng, who had come to relieve himself, finally picked up the tea jar on the table. Tremblingly, he brought the tea jar to his mouth, and with a little bitter and cold tea, he suddenly got into his throat. His arms trembled uncontrollably, from his fingertips to his fingertips.

A lot of that tea was sprinkled on the body. Tea and sweat dripped on the wound, and the tingling pain came again. drank all the water in the teapot in one go, and Hou Dasheng's face looked better. I don't know when, Hou Laohu took out a basket.

The basket was opened, and it contained a stew pot of soup. There are also some meals that are appetizing to watch! Hou Laohu looked at his nephew and smiled slightly: "Eat." ”

Hou Dasheng was not polite, and took it and went to get the soup. However, he found that he could not even hold the basket. The body is still twitching. Hou Laohu didn't embarrass him this time, opened the basket and put all the stew cups and meals on the table.

Immediately, Hou Dasheng trembled and grabbed the spoon and began to stuff rice into his mouth - Hou Laohu seemed to think that he would definitely not be able to hold the chopsticks now. So, a spoon was prepared for him. Watching Hou Dasheng gobble up, Hou Laohu stood up and looked at the road that Hou Dasheng almost dripped out with blood and sweat and said softly: "Today, it took you six hours and thirteen minutes to complete this road. ”

Hou Laohu's words made the spoon in Hou Dasheng's hand pause. Then he lowered his head and continued to grill the rice. Ten kilometers, which used to take him an hour at most. Sometimes it can be done in 40 minutes. But now, it took him six hours......

He kept his head down and kept his head down. Just eating, Hou Dasheng spent almost half an hour. For every few bites of rice, drink one or two mouthfuls of soup. He had to pause, and the exercise that exceeded his physical load made him not recover now.

Even, his convulsions became more severe. Because of the overdraft of his physical strength, he now almost relies on his willpower to control the convulsions of his body. But this kind of convulsions caused by the motor at the time of punishment are not something he can say can control and control.

After eating, Hou Laohu led him back to the small building. Inside the bathroom of the kitchen, there is a large wooden barrel. From the large wooden barrel, there was a thick smell of Chinese medicine that almost made people faint. Needless to say, Hou Dasheng consciously stripped off all his clothes.

The tearing pain and convulsions didn't stop. The wounds on his body, the wounds that had just dried up, stuck to the tattered clothes and pants. On the dried wound, the blood was already sticking to the clothes. Taking off your clothes means tearing open wounds that have just stopped bleeding.

Hou Dasheng tore it apart with a smile, albeit slowly. There was no way around it, he needed to control his convulsions. The involuntary convulsions of the body have become more severe. Severe physical overdraft made his convulsions even more obvious.

Smiling, he took off his clothes and pants, and Hou Dasheng squatted into the medicated bath bucket. Suddenly, the pain from the warm potion soaking the wound almost made him faint. As soon as he stepped into the water, the cold sweat on his forehead came down with a "hmph~".

His smile was gone, only his pale face and the thin drops of sweat that were spewing out. The blood oozing from the wound began to mix with the potion. Hou Laohu glanced at him, raised his hand and picked up the hot water bucket placed next to him, and poured another bucket of water into the bath bucket.

"You still have to practice boxing in the afternoon, and you will rest first after taking a bath." Leaving this sentence lightly, Hou Laohu left the bathroom directly with his hands behind his back. Hou Dasheng gradually stopped feeling the pain, or he was numb by the pain. The pain nerves are starting to get a little out of balance.

The wound is a little itchy, but this itch is more unpleasant than the pain. It made people can't help but scratch it, but Hou Dasheng just leaned on the bathtub and forced his eyes to start thinking about how to prepare a crutch for himself when he went to run again tomorrow.

After soaking for a while, Hou Dasheng opened his eyes and slowly climbed out of the barrel. Yes, he crawled out. Because the convulsions of the whole body did not stop. The pain of the muscle tear continues. Every inch of his body seemed to be wailing.

On a chair next to the tub is a set of dry old-fashioned camouflage uniforms. Use a large white towel to wipe the whole body. Hou Dasheng noticed that there was a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao under the towel, as well as some alcohol, cotton and bandages.

Struggling to sit on the chair, Hou Dasheng began to disinfect the wound with alcohol. Then he sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on the wound, endured the pain of tearing and involuntary convulsions, and wrapped himself with a bandage.

"Let's click~" The bandage fell to the ground, and Hou Dasheng had no way to control his convulsions after all. As soon as I struggled to pick up the bandage, it slipped off. Fortunately, on the chair, there were several rolls of bandages. Letting his breath pant evenly, Hou Dasheng picked up a jump again. Struggle to wrap yourself ......

His hands were shaking, twitching from time to time. The whole body felt like it had been electrocuted, and it couldn't stop shaking. Twitching from time to time.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour. Hou Dasheng shook off two bottles of alcohol and three bottles of white medicine. After dropping five rolls of bandages, he finally bandaged all the wounds on his body crookedly. He struggled to get up, but collapsed on the chair.

Smiling, Hou Dasheng began to pick up the alcohol bottles, white medicine bottles, bandages, and clothes that he had taken off that had fallen to the ground. In the bathroom, there are brooms and garbage shovels. Hou Dasheng propped himself up, half-squatting and trying to stand up. However, his legs suddenly weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he had a hand problem and held on to the chair. But even so, he almost fainted as soon as his eyes went dark. Supporting himself, Hou Dasheng stood in a half-squat position for a while before starting to put on his clothes. The wound burst open again because of his trembling and twitching.

Blood flowed down the wound. Hou Dasheng didn't seem to notice anything, just slowly putting on his clothes...... (To be continued.) )