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Chapter 12 The Second Level of Qi Refining - "In the beginning of the 1970s, I made a fortune by buying goods for zero yuan"
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The days after that returned to the previous rhythm.
Practice every day, and go out every two or three days to patrol the border and practice your marksmanship.Life in the space is very regular—get up in the morning, milk cows to make dairy products, make milk tea, practice during the day, practice guns, and tinker with the space in the space, and sit cross-legged on the bed at night to continue practicing.Two months passed in a flash.
Wang Jianxin’s skills have made great progress.The foundation of the Qi refining layer is getting thicker and thicker, and the spiritual energy in the body has changed from a thread to a rope, and it is running more and more smoothly in the meridians.Every time he practiced, he could feel that the Qi was getting stronger and closer to the second level of Qi refining.
As his skills improved, he found that his marksmanship also improved.
In the past, when it came to target shooting, it was good to be able to hit the target at 100 meters.It's different now - his consciousness is relaxed, his five senses are heightened, and the gun is as steady as if it's welded in his hand.The target in the scope is clear, and you can feel the trajectory of the bullet as soon as you take a breath or pull the trigger.
After two months of training, he took turns using all the guns in the space.AK, SKS, Mosin-Nagant, Bobosha, Makarov, TT-33, and that precious SVD sniper rifle, each fired hundreds of rounds at him.Now, whether it's a rifle or a pistol, whether you're standing or kneeling, just raise your hand and you'll be sure to hit the target.
"This technique is simply a trick for marksmanship." Wang Jianxin felt very happy.
It's the end of August.The grass on the grassland began to turn yellow, and it became cooler morning and night.Wang Jianxin counted the days. It has been almost three months, and the person delivering supplies should be coming soon.
He hasn't spent much time in the space these days, and is mainly active outside during the day.Release the green horse from the space and tie it to the door.And he released from the space three large sheep and seven and a half small sheep, and kept them in the sheepfold.Some of the vegetables in the vegetable field are also left outside, watering where needed and weeding where needed.
I do this for no other reason than to show off.What if the person delivering supplies suddenly came and saw his outpost empty, with no sheep, no horses, and no vegetable fields? That would be unreasonable.
From the milk he squeezed every day, he made milk products and butter as usual.Part of it is stored in the space for self-eating, and part of it is slowly saved.
He didn’t fall behind in practice either.Go into the space every night, sit cross-legged by the river, and guide the spiritual energy to circulate in the body.The spiritual energy is becoming more and more abundant, and the warmth in the lower abdomen is getting stronger and stronger, like a pot of water that is about to boil and may overflow at any time.
Wang Jianxin has been looking forward to a breakthrough.The first level of Qi refining is already so powerful, what will the second level of Qi refining be like?He felt very itchy.
On September 5th, Wang Jianxin was cleaning his gun in his adobe house when he heard the sound of a car in the distance.
He quickly put the gun into the space, patted the dust on his body, and walked out.
A green jeep bumped over from the dirt road, kicking up a cloud of dust.The car stopped at the door of the adobe house, and a clerk got out. He was in his thirties, wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and his face was tanned and red.
"Wang Jianxin?" the clerk asked.
"It's me." Wang Jianxin greeted him enthusiastically, "Thank you for your hard work, comrade. Come in and have a drink of water."
"No more drinks. There are still several stops to go." The clerk took out a few cloth bags from the car. "Your supplies are enough for three months. White flour, whole grains, salt, and seasonings are all in there."
He took out two more walkie-talkie batteries from his bag: "I brought the batteries for you, give me the old one."
Wang Jianxin took the battery and went back to the house to take out the old battery and hand it to him.
The clerk took out another envelope from his pocket and handed it to him: "Your letter is from home."
Wang Jianxin felt warm after receiving the letter, so he put it into his pocket without opening it on the spot.
"Is there anything you need to purchase next time?" The clerk took out a small notebook. "The next time I come here will be in December. It is very likely that snow will block the roads by then, so the time is not certain. We may have to wait until spring before we can come. If you are missing anything, tell me now and I will write it down."
Wang Jianxin thought for a while and said, "Bring me some seasonings. Soy sauce, vinegar, pepper, aniseed, cinnamon, bay leaves, whatever you have. Bring some brown sugar."
The clerk wrote down the notes one by one in the notebook: "Okay, that's all?"
"That's all." Wang Jianxin said.
He took out a few letters he had written a long time ago from his pocket and handed them to the clerk: "Please help me send these letters back to Beijing. I'll give you the stamp money."
The clerk took the letter and the stamp money, counted them, and put them in his pocket: "Okay, don't worry."
He turned around and got into the jeep, started it, and waved to Wang Jianxin: "Let's go, be careful."
"Walk slowly."
The jeep turned around and drove away with a bumpy ride.The dust fell and silence returned to the grassland.
Wang Jianxin stood at the door, looking at the direction in which the jeep disappeared, and stood for a long time.
Three months.Next time I come, it might be December.If it snows and the roads are blocked, we might not be able to see anyone until spring next year.
In other words, he will be alone in this place for more than half a year from now until next spring.No one came to check, no one came to question, no one cared about what he was doing.
Wang Jianxin's mouth slowly opened.
His time has come again.
He turned back to the house, closed the door, and entered the space with a thought.
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