Volume 1 Uncle Nine's World Chapter 1: Four Eyes of the Master

It is the spring season of March.
The morning sun behind the mountain was shy and didn't want to show up, but a ray of sunlight could no longer be held back and it jumped out of the mountain and fell on the earth, dyeing the earth with a thin layer of gold.
In the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Jiale got up early, put on his short clothes, and went to the center of the courtyard waiting for his master, Taoist Simu, to appear.
Ten-year-old Jiale was brought back by Taoist priest Simu when he was driving corpses. Jiale's parents were away and died in the war. Taoist priest Simu took the job of sending Jiale's parents back to their hometown for burial. However, when the corpse driver arrived, he found out that Jiale's grandmother, who had been dependent on him, had been dead for half a year. Jiale had been eating at other people's homes for half a year, just waiting for his parents to return home.
As a result, what he waited for was the news of his parents' death and two cold corpses. In this era, ten years old was no longer considered a child. In many farming families, he had already started working in the fields and even got married.
Jiale, who was only ten years old, couldn't stand the stimulation and fainted. When he woke up, he had been replaced by the modern man Sun Jiale.
After waking up, Jiale became excited when he found out that the person opposite him was Taoist Simu.
He actually came to Uncle Jiu's world, zombies! Demons!
Jiale looked at Taoist Simu, this world is too dangerous, you never know when zombies will attack the village, even if there are no zombies, you never know when warlords and bandits will come, seeking immortality is the right way, even if you can't achieve immortality, you can learn the skills to protect yourself and save your life.
Thinking of this, Jiale no longer hesitated and knelt down in front of Taoist Simu, kowtowed three times.
Uncle Jiu didn't know where he was, and the Taoist priest Simu in front of him was his opportunity, so he didn't want a bicycle.
"Jia Le greets the master."
Master!
Taoist Simu looked confused, how come he became the master?
Looking at Jiale, who was only ten years old but had a firm gaze and a sincere attitude, Taoist Simu was also moved with some sympathy. After the master passed away, all the brothers and sisters left Maoshan and made a living on their own.
However, they were not far apart, and they even agreed to take in apprentices and compare with each other after they had grown up.
Now that he happened to meet Jiale, wasn't it fate? Moreover, Jiale did look quite spiritual. Thinking of this, Simu seemed to have made a decision.
However, accepting a disciple is not something that can be done rashly, one must always test him.
"Tell me, why should I accept you as my apprentice?"
Upon hearing this, Jiale asked Simu for a dollar, then bought some ingredients and cooked a big meal. After the delicious food entered his stomach, Simu no longer had any doubts this time. It was easy to have an apprentice, but it was rare to find a good cook. If he missed this opportunity, he would regret it to death in the future. Thinking about the delicious meal he would have after returning from driving the corpses, Simu felt relieved.
In this way, Jiale convinced Simu with a meal and successfully became his apprentice.
Then, with the help of Simu, he selected a good feng shui site for his parents and buried them.
After all, he was a time traveler, so there was nothing difficult about giving up his original living environment. He followed Simu directly back to the small courtyard built at the foot of Yuyin Mountain.
Today is the second day since returning, but Jiale can no longer hold back his desire to learn Taoism. After hearing Simu say that he would get up early to teach him, he did not dare to be lazy at all and got up as soon as the rooster crowed.
But after waiting for a long time, the breakfast was already ready and had been heated in the pot for a quarter of an hour, but Simu still didn't get up. Jiale couldn't wait any longer and went straight to Simu's door.
"Master, wake up."
In a daze, Simu was pulled into the yard by Jiale. Looking at the apprentice he had accepted a few days ago, Simu regretted his decision even more. He was impressed by the meal that day, but who could have thought that the meal was so expensive. First, he spent one dollar to buy vegetables, which was not a problem since he was eating it himself after all, and then another five dollars to bury his parents.
There is nothing much to say. My disciple is filial and you should be happy.
In the end, he actually took five dollars, bought various things, and delivered them to several houses in the village. According to Jiale, that was like eating at hundreds of houses for half a year, and now that he was leaving, he had to pay it back.
It's true that he was wrong, but I just felt bad. Others would give gifts to their disciples, but he just gave them a meal and paid eleven dollars as compensation.
That would be fine, but it is too much to disturb people's dreams and prevent them from sleeping well.
"Master, didn't you say yesterday that you would get up early today to teach me Taoism?"
After hearing Jiale's words, the complaints in Simu's heart disappeared. What was there to blame for the diligent disciple? He should be happy.
Suddenly, Simu seemed to remember the scene when his fellow disciples got up early and practiced together. In the blink of an eye, he was going to be a master too.
"Jia Le, cultivation is not something that can be done overnight. It requires long-term persistence. Have you thought about it carefully? Do you really want to follow me in cultivation, enter my Maoshan, learn my Maoshan techniques, abide by my Maoshan rules, and inherit my Maoshan virtues?"
This was the first time that Jiale heard Simu speak so seriously after meeting him. Even when Jiale gave him money and asked him to promise to make money and pay him back in the future, he was not so serious. Perhaps, Maoshan is the most sacred existence in Simu's heart.
Jiale naturally knew what it meant to become an apprentice. Having lived two lives, Jiale knew better than anyone what the opportunity before him represented.
"Master, rest assured. I will study hard and practice diligently to live up to your expectations."
Seeing Jiale's serious look, Simu no longer had any doubts and took Jiale directly to the ancestral hall to pay homage to the founder of Maoshan. In front of many ancestral tablets, he formally accepted Jiale as his disciple.
However, in the following period of time, Simu did not directly teach Jiale to practice, but instead took Jiale to learn to read and recite Taoist scriptures first, in order to cultivate his Taoist nature.
Jiale was a college student in his previous life, so he could recognize words . However, there were many traditional Chinese characters in the Taoist scriptures, and he needed Simu's teaching before he could recognize them.
After a few days, Jiale was able to read several Taoist scriptures. Seeing Jiale's rapid progress, Simu did not let Jiale recite Taoist scriptures blindly.
In the small courtyard.
Simu was performing a set of boxing techniques.
"Jia Le, this is my Maoshan foundation-building fist method, called 'Maoshan body-building fist'. If you want to learn Taoism, you must first practice the Taoist body, then cultivate the Taoist nature, and finally you can formally learn Taoism. The road to cultivation is long, and I am just starting out. If you are willing to learn, I will do my best to teach you. Don't retreat because of difficulties. Don't give up when you know it is difficult."
There are a total of thirty-six moves in Maoshan Body-Building Fist. It is difficult to say, but also simple. The difficult one is Jia Le, while the simple one is Taoist Simu.
Although a ten-year-old child's body has not yet taken shape and he has good flexibility, he is a beginner after all. He can do it just by looking at it, but when he practices it, he is useless because his hands and feet can never keep up with the rhythm of his brain.
After the last set of Maoshan body-building boxing, he turned it into a turtle fist, which looked like nothing.
Simu was not disappointed with Jiale's progress. This was normal. Even a genius like Senior Brother Shi Jian took ten days to get on the right track in practicing Maoshan Body Building Boxing. Senior Brother Lin also took half a month. He was even more useless. It took him almost a month to fight properly. It would be strange if Jiale could learn it after only learning it once.
But since he had finally become a master, he must satisfy his urge to be a master. With a rattan stick in his hand, he would lightly hit Jia Le's body. If there was any problem, he would hit him with the rattan stick.
Seeing Jia Le not crying out in pain at all after being beaten with the cane, and persisting with gritted teeth, and making steady progress, Simu admired him even more. Their master once said that when teaching an apprentice, one is not afraid of the apprentice being stupid, but is afraid of the apprentice being stupid and not willing to endure hardships, and being stupid and not working hard. Now it seems that they have made the right choice in accepting this apprentice.
However, Simu did not have much patience. Seeing that Jiale had memorized the key points of the Maoshan Body Building Boxing, he put down the cane.
"Hurry up and practice. After you're done, make some breakfast for me. I got up so early in the morning to teach you boxing. I'm starving."
Jia Le also smiled when he heard this, "Master, it has been prepared a long time ago and is warming in the pot. You eat first and I will practice for a while."
Simu was startled when he heard that. Looking at Jiale who was only ten years old, his eyes were actually a little moist at this moment. How much hardship must Jiale have endured to be so sensible. Thinking of how Jiale lost his grandmother and then his parents in just half a year, Simu felt a little distressed.
"There's no rush to practice boxing. Eat with me first, then practice after dinner. While you're eating, I'll tell you the key points."
After hearing this, Jiale thought about it and did not insist any more. Just like Simu said, practicing boxing cannot be rushed.
Although Taoism emphasizes not talking while eating or sleeping, this tradition has long since disappeared in the current Dharma Ending Age. During the meal, Simu told Jiale a few key points when practicing Maoshan Body Building Boxing.
Jiale is self-aware and has his own insights. After all, he has lived two lives and his brain and understanding are not comparable to those of a child.
After dinner, Simu returned to the house to rest, while Jiale practiced boxing alone in the yard, slowly sinking into an unknown state.
In an unfamiliar space, Simu stood in front of Jiale again and began to practice the "Maoshan Body Building Fist" over and over again without getting tired of it.
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