Chapter 13: Easy Tendon and Bone Smashing

  When the endless true energy gradually slowed down, this true energy had slowly infiltrated into the last meridian bone of the body. As the last bit of itching and pain gradually disappeared, Wu Xing only felt that his whole body was comfortable and transparent, a kind of comfort that penetrated deep into his bones and marrow, making him feel like he had completely changed into a new body, one full of vitality and limitless power. The joy and satisfaction made Wu Xing secretly worried and concerned. He wondered if he had really replaced all his tendons, meridians, and bone marrow? Hadn't Master said that there was a supreme secret book called "Easy Tendons and Clean Marrow"? Was it possible that Master had used it on him? What worried him even more was that Master's internal energy was gradually weakening, and Master was getting old. If something happened to Master, what would he do? Wu Xing forgot that at this moment, he and Master were in a state of mind connection, although he couldn't know Master's thoughts, but Master knew his thoughts like the back of his hand. So all of Wu Xing's thoughts fell into Master's heart.

  Suddenly, even the slightest itch and pain completely disappeared! Wu Xin only felt that a strong and unparalleled true energy suddenly surged up in his body, like a raging sea, but he could control it at will. The true energy flowed slowly and comfortably inside his body, like a hot tide filling his limbs, causing Wu Xin to involuntarily let out a loud and long whistle.

  The sound echoed far and wide, low and clear, like a tiger's roar or a dragon's chant, and also like a bomb slowly exploding. The crows on the ancient camphor tree in Cold Crow Village suddenly made a loud noise, flying up and down, finally escaping far away. The villagers were all awakened from their sleep, not knowing if the sky had fallen, every household opened their lights, holding flashlights to go out and take a look. The whole village was boiling! Everyone asked around. The villagers under the camphor tree looked at the crows flying away, one by one scared out of their wits, at a loss for what to do. "What's going on? Where did the sound come from?" someone asked timidly. "It seems like it came from the camphor tree! But also not! Is it the spirit showing its power? Or who offended the spirit?" another person replied, their eyes filled with confusion and terror.

  Wu Xin stood up, and although the movement was slight, it caused his body to leave the ground and float into the air. Wu Xin was taken aback, never having thought that his internal energy had reached this level! He quickly regained control of his body, gently landing back on the ground, and turned around to see a strange face.

  This is a truly strange face! The hair and beard are all white, but there's no luster to them, they're disheveled and lifeless. The face is dark brown, with deep wrinkles etched into it, and the smile that hangs on it has been swallowed up by skin devoid of any vitality. If not for the faint glimmer of joy in his eyes, which are deeply sunken into the sockets surrounded by dry, shriveled eye bags, Wu Xin wouldn't have known whether he was crying or laughing! Wu Xin was greatly shocked and didn't know if he was looking at a person or a ghost, but felt that his face seemed somewhat familiar. The more he thought about it, the more familiar it seemed... That's Master's face! Ah, how did Master end up like this? Wu Xin only then remembered what had happened earlier, and his heart trembled with fear. He rushed over, deeply embracing the frail, dry body, burying his head in his chest, his throat choked with emotion but unable to utter a word, tears streaming out uncontrollably...

  "Xin'er, do you want to soak all of Master's clothes or drown the Dragon King Temple?" The old man chuckled lightly, his laughter empty and lacking in vigor.

  "Master! What should I do?" Wu Xin sobbed.

  "Xin'er, don't cry!" The old man picked up a small cloth bag beside him, fumbled for half a day and took out a box, saying lightly: "Come! Master gave you something, you must keep it well and not give it to anyone else, do you understand?"

  Wu Xin raised his head, tearfully looking at the old man, and looked at this real old man in front of him. The old man opened the box, inside which was a bracelet-like thing, a yellow-brown dragon, somewhat like a ceramic work, carved with great skill, vividly lifelike, full of spirit and charm. The dragon's body coiled into a circle like a bracelet, which should be wearable on the hand. After taking it out, the old man shook Wu Xin's left hand with one hand, and put the "bracelet" on Wu Xin's hand with the other.

  Wu Xin looked at the old man's trembling demeanor, recalling the former elegant and dignified appearance, and his tears became more uncontrollable. His hand suddenly felt cool, and the bracelet had already been put on his own hand. Wu Xin felt it was very light, not made of ceramic. Looking at this clean bracelet, Wu Xin cherished it extremely.

  "Xin'er! Do you like it? If you don't like it, just throw it away. Master also doesn't want to force you!" The old man said calmly.

  "No! Master, Xiner likes it. Xiner swears to heaven that she will never throw it away and will not give it to anyone else. From now on, this bracelet must be worn on this hand forever, because it was given by Master to Xiner, and Master put it on for Xiner. Even if Xiner dies, she will hold onto it tightly and not let anyone take it away!" Wu Xiner's face, streaming with tears, showed a determined expression!

  The old man listened to him and knew that he was speaking from the heart, so he smiled faintly and said: "Why be so serious? In the future... if you see someone wearing a phoenix-shaped bracelet similar to yours, take good care of her for me, okay?"

  "Hmm!" Wu Xin felt strange and didn't know whether the master was referring to "him" or "her", but immediately responded with a mouthful of agreement.

  "Xin'er, Master is most worried that you have no experience with emotions, and when it comes to emotional matters, you tend to be impulsive. You must control yourself well, don't let it harm you! Alright, Master is a bit tired, Xin'er, your mother is still worried about you, hurry back and see her!" The old man said calmly.

  Wu Xin nodded, gently helped the old man up, and suddenly heard the hustle and bustle of people gathering outside the temple, so he whispered: "Master, there are many people outside, what to do?"

  "Alright, let's go out and take a look! Most likely they're here because of your loudspeaker just now, you deal with it!" said the old man.

  Wu Xin gently supported the old man to the door, but it was still locked. Wu Xin quickly wiped away her tears and put on a calm expression, saying softly to the people outside, "The door is locked! We can't get out, everyone break it open." As soon as she finished speaking, there were several loud crashes from outside the door, and it was pushed open.

  Wu Xin saw Wu Mama, neighbor Huang Da Shu, Fang Xiao Qin, Huang Xiu Ying and Hu Bin at a glance. Behind them, dozens of people were squeezing in, making a loud noise, and he was stunned for a moment.

  But as soon as Wu Xin's tiger-like roar was heard, everyone in the village knew about it. Wu's mother, Huang Xiuying, Fang Xiaoqin, who were sleeping in the same room, and Hu Bin, who was sleeping in Wu Xin's room, were all startled awake, not knowing what to do. Wu's mother heard a flock of crows making a racket and said, "This is bad! What happened? Is someone going to die?"

  Huang Xiuying reacted quickly, and upon hearing this, she immediately thought of Wu Xin and became excited, saying: "Aunt! Maybe it's Wu Xin who has recovered, let's go take a look!"

  Fang Xiaoqin was also extremely excited: "That's right! The big tree is next to the small temple, and the sound must have come from the small temple. Let's go take a look!" The big tree she mentioned was of course the ancient camphor tree in Hanzhao Village, and the small temple was of course Ah Bo's small temple. She had been there many times in the past few days and was already very familiar with it.

  Wu's mother also thought it made sense and had already held onto hope. It was already the sixth day since Wu Xin's accident, so if Ah Bo was right, Wu Xin should be better by now. The four of them hastily set off towards the small temple, and as soon as they left the door, they saw their neighbor Old Huang, who joined them on the way. This actually made them faster than the other villagers who were still in a daze.

  As the five of them rushed towards the small temple, people who were strolling behind also followed, and the group grew larger and larger.

  They rushed to the small temple, but saw that the temple door was still tightly locked, and everyone felt a little disappointed. Wu Mama was even more heartbroken, but at that moment, everyone heard a voice coming from inside, which was exactly what Wu Xin had said.

  Wu Mama, Fang Xiaoqin, Huang Xiuying and Hu Bin were both delighted and surprised to hear this sentence, which was clearly Wu Xin's voice! The four of them were stunned, and Old Huang quickly broke open the locked door, and several people were pushed inside by those behind.

  Wu Mama, Fang Xiaoqin, Huang Xiuying and Hu Bin entered, the first thing they saw was a young man supporting an old man with a frail appearance. The young man's eyes were like electricity, his expression calm and composed, his body sturdy and strong, standing lightly, yet exuding a powerful aura. Under the light of everyone's flashlights, his face shone brightly. His skin was smooth and delicate, highlighting the solid muscles beneath, looking at everyone with some surprise. The old man, on the other hand, had dark brown skin, with deep wrinkles, sunken eyes, and looked at everyone with a trembling gaze. Both men's faces seemed familiar, yet left everyone stunned for a moment.

  "Mom! What's going on?" The young man suddenly blurted out a sentence.

  This sentence shocked everyone, was he Wu Xin? That face seemed familiar, but the body, how come it had never been discovered to be so sturdy before? Those eyes, although also very familiar, looked sharper, and that aura made people dare not stare...

  Everyone was shocked for a long time before they heard Wu's mother's voice trembling: "Xin'er, is it really you?"

  The young man smiled lightly and said, "Mom! Of course I'm Xiner!"

  This smile stunned everyone in the yard! He smiled so naturally, so majestically, with his robust body, he had an unparalleled charm that made people feel an inexplicable joy. With just a slight smile, he made everyone feel like they were basking in the warm sunshine, and their hearts felt a sense of comfort; with just a gentle smile, the crowd suddenly fell silent, no longer fearful, but only wanting to gaze at him, watching him smile gently. He was still just a child, but his demeanor made everyone forget about his age, and even their own...

  Huang Xiu Ying and Fang Xiao Qin gazed intently at the handsome young man, whose elegant demeanor made their faces flush with excitement. Their eyes couldn't help but linger on him, and they thought to themselves: "One smile can conquer a city, two smiles can conquer a nation!" Only then did they realize that this phrase was originally used to describe women, but what other words could be used to aptly describe him?

  Wu Xin saw that everyone was staring at him blankly and smiled lightly: "Mom! What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"

  Wu's mother heard this and called out "Xin'er", rushing over. Huang Xiuying and Fang Xiaoxin also rushed over, while Hu Bin walked over with a smile. The few of them surrounded Wu Xin all around.

  Wu Xin smiled and held his master's hand: "Mother! I've already taken Uncle as my godfather, didn't tell you, won't you be unhappy?"

  "Wu's mother said: "It should be! It should be!" Then looking at Abo again, she said: "Abo! How did you become like this? I almost couldn't recognize you just now!"

  "Ah, getting old isn't like this?" he said with a gentle smile. "I just dressed up a bit earlier, but now it's so late and you've all arrived, I didn't have time to dress up, and now you're seeing my ugly self!" He chuckled softly after finishing speaking.

  Wu Xin's eyes showed emotion as he looked at Ah Bo, his mind calm and composed. He knew that Master had let him handle it, and it was necessary not to let everyone see the awkwardness, so for now, he didn't say anything.

  The villagers came to their senses and all said, "Ah-bó! What was that loud noise just now?" The villagers were very respectful of Ah-bó, as his divination and fortune-telling skills were quite accurate, so they naturally wanted to ask him for an explanation.

  Abel looked at Wu Xin. Wu Xin nodded slightly and, seeing that there were no elderly people or children in front, spoke to the crowd: "Everyone, please listen to me. Just now, my grandfather divined a hexagram, but it turned out that the Dragon King in our cold water well had grown old, had a nightmare at night, woke up very annoyed, and felt that the crows on top of the ancient camphor tree were too ugly, so he made a sound to drive them away. , but forgot not to let everyone hear." Wu Xin's voice was soft, but people nearby listened carefully. It turned out that there really is a Dragon King! The Dragon King will also get old? Will also have nightmares? People thought about it and were surprised again, but thinking that the sound was not something humans could make, they naturally believed it. From then on, everyone started burning incense and worshiping Buddha, which wasn't fake.

  After everyone dispersed, only Wu Xin and the other five people were left.

  Wu's mother had already let go of Wu Xin, her eyes filled with a smile that went from her face to her heart. Huang Xiuying and Fang Xiaoxin, on the other hand, had an unusual glow in their eyes as they stared at Wu Xin, their faces flushing red with embarrassment. Wu Xin smiled lightly, raised his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Hu Bin. Hu Bin also smiled, raising his hand. The two hands clasped together, more eloquent than a thousand words.

  "Xin'er, aren't you going back? Are you going to spend a night at this station with them?"

  "Wu Xin looked at Ah Bo and said: "Grandpa! Why don't you come back with us too?"

  "Grandpa, go!" Hu Bin, Huang Xiuying and Fang Xiaoxin said in unison. The three of them looked at each other, all feeling a bit embarrassed.

  "I'm an old man, how can I play with you all? I'm tired and need to rest!" He said, turning around to leave. Wu Xin hurriedly followed him, gently supporting him until they reached the inner room. After helping his master onto the bed, Wu Xin quietly covered him with a quilt and waited until everything was stable before coming out. The five of them then returned home together, chatting idly about nothing in particular, and before they knew it, dawn had already broken.