Chapter 2
As a new member of the gang, Bai Lang really thought that since they had recruited so many small servants, the Changle Gang must be a super big gang. However, looking around, it seemed that there were not that many people. Later, he found out that they had used number plates to recruit servants more than ten years ago. They recruited people every year, and he was number 1024. But it was not bad. At least now that he, a little beggar, was accepted, his chances of survival were much greater.
Of course, first they lined up to take a shower, then each person was given two sets of coarse cloth clothes, and then there was enough wheat rice, vegetables and tofu, and unlimited soup, which even had oil in it and tasted a bit like meat. Those who seemed to be children from wealthy families were not used to it, but most of the little errand boys ate happily - many children in this world are actually not full. Bai Lang also ate his fill - he had been hungry for a long time, even though the food didn't taste good, the rice was too coarse, and the soup was salty, he ate a lot.
After eating and drinking, it seemed that there was nothing to do for a while, and the first day was quite comfortable. Having just joined the Changle Gang, these kids didn't know each other. They were all seven or eight years old or more than ten years old, so it was really hard to talk to each other for a while. The people here were not all recruited this time. There were only a dozen children in this yard. Bai Lang didn't talk much with them. He found a bunk and pulled open the quilt and fell asleep - he was hit by the time travel thing first, and then he ran a long way. Now he had just eaten, so of course he had to sleep.
"Go to sleep, maybe when I wake up, I will be back." Bai Lang fell asleep quickly. What he didn't know was that when he fell asleep, a pair of flashed by. That is to say, how could a time traveler not have a golden finger?
After a good night's sleep, the next day before dawn, there was a clang, followed by heavy footsteps entering the room. The quilts of the sleepy children were immediately opened, and then the canes were cracked. "Get up, you maggots worse than pigs and dogs! Get up quickly!" Amid the crying, the children quickly climbed up. "Don't cry! You guys are lucky to be selected by the gang! From today on, get up at five o'clock! Start to build up your strength and practice martial arts! Strive to become useful to the gang as soon as possible!"
Bai Lang was quick to react, so he got up after only one whip, and he didn't cry. Although it hurt, he still held it in. He was not disappointed at all - although he hoped to go back before going to bed, he knew that this was impossible. Now he just accepted his fate after being whipped. As a modern man, Bai Lang accepted the fact quickly. He looked at this rough man and knew that this was the coach who taught them martial arts.
Recruiting errand boys, especially those of this age, is not for labor, but for future gang members - Bai Lang knew this when he checked the muscles of the big men at the recruitment site. They are the reserve force of the gang, and they will first build up their strength and practice boxing and kicking, and maybe even learn some methods of qigong. Then, those with outstanding talents may be further trained to become the backbone of the gang, while the average people may become the lower-level gang members.
Of course, Bai Lang guessed the same thing, but it seemed that his guess was not bad. After the kids got dressed and went out, it was still dark outside, and the little guys were taught by the whip to line up in three rows. Bai Lang was a little confused by what he said next, "Squat in a horse stance, and then imagine that there is a hot flow in your Dantian..." He understood this, but visualization was really difficult - because some people urinated while visualizing... Dantian is the bladder, right?
"Ultimate Bladder Sword! I shoot! My fucking social security !" Bai Lang was thinking about this in his mind. Hearing the big man coach laughing and whipping the unlucky kid with a cane, to be honest, he wanted to laugh even though he had no sympathy. Some people did laugh, and then they were beaten with a cane. When he thought about this distraction, the heat flow was gone, and he felt like he had to pee urgently. However, he could only hold it in, and the horse stance was a torture. Soon his legs and feet felt like they were not his own. But this kind of tying was also very helpful for peeing in the morning.
"Fuck, you guys are in a hurry to pee! You little bastards are all useless!" The big man cursed and whipped him with the cane quickly and fiercely, "Liu Heita is really cruel." Bai Lang had the mind of an adult, so he controlled himself and gritted his teeth to endure it so he didn't get whipped. But it was only at the beginning, and soon Liu Heita whipped him a few times, and immediately Bai Lang's legs softened and he fell to the ground - just like everyone else.
There was only one person who didn't fall to the ground. He was a boy who looked about ten years old. He was standing very steadily and breathing rhythmically. Even after being whipped a few times, he didn't get out of control. Liu Heita glanced at the child, turned around and told everyone else to get up and continue standing in horse stance. At the same time, they had to breathe according to what he said, and finally visualize the heat flow in Dantian. This was really difficult. Bai Lang couldn't feel any heat flow at all, but perhaps because he had done too much horse stance, his legs and feet were not so sore and weak.
There were several children whose legs were sore and they kept falling to the ground. Then they were forced to get up and continue by the cane and scolding. For a while, the low cry echoed in the yard. As time passed, Bai Lang could see a ray of purple air and red light in front of him - it was dawn. "Swallow the air! Imagine that you swallowed this round of purple air! Visualize the sun rising in the sky and shining on all directions!" Liu Heita shouted.
"Is this how to nourish qi?" Bai Lang hurriedly followed what Liu Heita said, but he just took a breath of cold air and felt nothing else. This person looked around secretly, and it was estimated that the other children did the same. Only that guy seemed to be confident, and really seemed to have swallowed a round of rising sun. This is probably an acting school. Of course, Bai Lang's was just a fantasy, to comfort himself. He certainly knew that if this guy was not a genius, then he had learned it in the past and achieved success.
In fact, Bai Lang felt that he was talented. After all, he felt that he could accept the horse-stance now. And according to the martial arts novels he had read in the past, he just rode a real horse, up and down and followed the horse's galloping. However, he had never ridden a galloping horse, so this skill seemed to be his talent. Because it was really effective, the muscles bounced slightly, and it was quite effective in relieving fatigue. This was also the reason why he had only fallen down once so far.
