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Chapter 52 The heart is like a child, and the mind is like steel. middle


The heavy snow fell intermittently, for three days, there was no tendency to clear up, everywhere was covered in silver, white and expansive, the cold wind in the sky was howling, and the knife generally scraped people's faces very painfully.

With such weather and heavy snowfall, not to mention the country roads, there are surprisingly few pedestrians and vehicles on the main roads in the city.

At this time, Wang Chao walked on the path between the mountains and forests with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and with every step, the snow was submerged on his trouser legs, making a creaking sound.

He walked on a path, and under the snow there was not cement or asphalt, but thick dirt.

I have been walking for three days, and finally came to Shaoshan along Xiangshui.

Along the way, the heavy snow stopped and fell, the climate was very cold, Wang Chao trekked hard, every day he got up before dawn, walked to the evening, and then went to a small hotel, or the nearest farmer's house to spend the night.

On the first day, in the difficult trek in the snow, his shoes were first soaked by the snow, and he walked on the country road, which was very difficult, and after walking tens of thousands of steps, he finally broke through, and had to walk barefoot, and when it was dark, his two feet were numb from the cold.

Fortunately, in his two years of boxing training, he has practiced kung fu to the five fingers of the soles of his feet, which can close the pores and prevent the cold from invading, otherwise he would have frozen his lower limbs like ordinary people.

Because the snow fell heavily and the wind was strong, his umbrella was also blown away at the same time, and the snow fell on his head and melted, flowing into his neck, and his whole body was cold.

Apparently frostbitten from the cold.

Fortunately, at night, Wang Chao walked out of more than 100 miles, and finally found a farmhouse, the farmer's family was a left-behind old man, and everyone in the family went out to work, this enthusiastic old man boiled hot water for him, and drank ginger brown sugar tea, which drove away the chill on his body.

Wang Chao also saw a large bamboo hat and a coat woven from palm tree hair, as well as a pair of straw sandals in this farmer's house, and immediately bought them, put them on in full gear, and walked outside the next day, not afraid of the cold wind and heavy snow.

It's just that although the straw sandals are strong, they can't withstand the cold.

So he only flexes and stretches his toes with every step he takes, trying not to let the ice and snow freeze his toes.

Along the way in the past three days, the most offended was Wang Chao's foot.

I finally climbed to the top of a hill, and when I looked around, the trunks of the trees were bare, and they were all covered with ice, and there was a miserable winter scene everywhere.

Wang Chao had already visited the hometown of the great man in the morning, and now he stepped on the top of the highest mountain nearby, facing the north wind, and the clothes he was wearing were blown crackling, and his heart was full of pride, and he couldn't help but think of the spring snow in Qinyuan.

"This is the case...

After standing on the top of the mountain for a while, Wang Chao walked down from the other side of the mountain and continued to move towards the southwest step by step.

After going all the way for more than a month, Wang Chao finally walked to the junction of Hunan and Guizhou, at this time, the snow melted, the cold winter passed, and the warm spring came.

Walking step by step, it is a confirmation of the artistic conception of bending and wading in the mud.

At the beginning, Wang Chao was not used to it.

But after more than a month, he gradually got used to walking and thinking every day.

I don't know how many sets of clothes I have changed.

Every few days, he would buy a set of clothes in the towns along the way and change the old ones, anyway, he carried a card worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he was not short of money.

It's just that the hat, robe, and straw sandals have never been changed.

The difficult trek all the way, most of the time he walked on mountain paths, or uninhabited country paths, rarely met people to negotiate, the silence, silence, and walking along the way, all made Wang Chao gradually forget the hustle and bustle of the world, and his heart flew into the world.

As he walked step by step, he naturally cooperated with the fist intent fist shape, and fell down together, forgetting everything, leaving only many essences and movements of boxing.

The area around Yunnan and Guizhou is mostly mountainous, Wang Chao does not take the main road, naturally he has to waste a lot of effort, and every time he goes, he has to pay tribute to the revolutionary process of those predecessors, so the journey is slow, until the spring flowers bloom three or four parts, and only go to Zunyi in Guizhou.

At the beginning of May, Wang surpassed Chishui and entered Sichuan.

In the past few months, his body has been tempered by wind and frost, and the original slightly white skin has become gray-brown, but he has been sleeping in the open all the way, and his body has not collapsed, but has become stronger and stronger, and his steps have become more and more powerful.

In the silent walking, Wang Chao sometimes closed his eyes, and his mood was so quiet that he could even hear the gurgling sound of running water in his veins.

It is the blood of the blood vessels that circulate throughout the body under the action of the heart.

The kung fu is in a meticulous place, and you can listen to the blood flowing like a mountain spring.

Wang Chao doesn't know if it's because of his silent practice these days, he has inadvertently reached the point where his kung fu is meticulous and goes deep into the internal organs.

He didn't care, his body had fully cooperated with every essence of boxing, and his mind was completely immersed in the spirit of countless people in the last century.

Sichuan has approached the plateau, and the roads are more steep than Guizhou, often winding mountain roads, a big road, winding in the undulating mountains, like a giant dragon without a long head and tail.

The weather was hot, but Wang Chao didn't feel it.

He only felt that his body and mind were like a rough piece of jade, and every step he walked was like a process of polishing and carving to drive away impurities. made his body and soul gradually reveal the simplicity of innocence and the brilliance of clarity and crystalline.

In the past half a year of walking, Wang Chao only felt a little difficult and difficult at the beginning, but later, he became more and more comfortable, and after forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world, the release of his soul seemed to make his whole person much easier.

He thought about the experience of some seniors in the boxing scriptures, "It is right to practice boxing to be more comfortable and comfortable, if you feel bitter, you are wrong." ” He knew he was doing it right.

The mountains are getting more and more dangerous, the roads are getting steeper, the rivers below the mountain streams are getting more and more turbulent, and the sun in the sky is getting more and more fierce.

Under such harsh conditions, Wang Chao's daily trek has become really difficult, but this is not because of mistakes in the process of walking every day, but because of the external environment and conditions.

In mid-June, Wang Chao meandered up the Dadu River, and the customs of the towns he passed through gradually changed.

Tibetans dressed in different Han ethnic groups can occasionally be seen.

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Finally, on this day, there was a huge mountain towering in front of me, and there was a faint white snow on the top of the mountain.

These mountains appeared in front of Wang Chao's eyes, completely blocking the way forward, this is the snow-capped mountain.

Wang Chao looked at those huge and insurmountable snow-capped mountains, and knew in his heart that the journey ahead was ten times more difficult and dangerous than the road he had walked.

The long march has just begun

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