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But a small tree, about the size of a bowl, in front of her fist was silently snapped in half.
Zhang Yunyuan: "..."
A standard block.
"Hands should be placed like this, protecting vital organs."
Zhang Yunyuan patiently corrected her posture.
Feng Baobao looked at her own hand, then at Zhang Yunyuan's hand, seemingly making some kind of complex comparison.
Immediately, she abandoned the standard posture taught by Zhang Yunyuan and instead adopted a posture that looked extremely awkward but could perfectly protect all her weaknesses, and re-established her stance.
Zhang Yunyuan's eyes twitched involuntarily as he looked at her strange defensive posture, curled up like an octopus.
He discovered that his teaching plan had gone astray from the very beginning.
Feng Baobao has an incredibly strong learning ability, but she never sticks to the rules.
She would take everything Zhang Yunyuan taught her, understand it in her own way, deconstruct it, and then recombine it.
Ultimately, she developed a set of things that were completely her own, seemingly messy but extremely practical.
A set of wild, unorthodox punches.
A set of turtle-like punches.
A set... Awei's Eighteen Styles.
Although it doesn't have this name yet, its prototype has already quietly emerged in this desolate wilderness.
Tian Jinzhong continued his search southwestward.
He didn't possess Zhang Yunyuan's unfathomable perception; he could only rely on the most primitive methods of inquiry and tracking, searching for clues bit by bit.
On this day, he arrived at a small town located at the border of Sichuan and Guizhou provinces, having traveled a long and arduous journey.
The town is small, but it's very lively.
He stopped at an inn in town to rest, intending to ask the innkeeper for information.
Suddenly, a commotion outside the window caught his attention.
A crowd had gathered at a street corner not far away, seemingly watching something exciting.
Tian Jinzhong wasn't one to join in the fun, but when his gaze swept across the gaps in the crowd and he saw that familiar figure, he was struck dumb, as if by lightning.
He was a young man dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe.
He was holding a golden-brown, juicy lamb leg, and with a helpless expression, he handed it to a simply dressed girl with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes.
"Eat it, this is how you eat it."
The boy patiently demonstrated, taking a big bite himself first.
The girl followed his example, picked up a leg of lamb, and took a bite without any expression.
Then, she tilted her head, looked at the boy, and asked in a tone devoid of any emotion.
"Delicious, what is that?"
The boy rubbed his forehead and let out a long sigh.
"Junior...Junior Brother!"
Unable to contain himself any longer, Tian Jinzhong suddenly pushed open the window and jumped from the second floor.
A towering figure, accompanied by a gust of wind, landed heavily in front of Zhang Yunyuan.
Zhang Yunyuan was racking his brains trying to explain how to describe the word "delicious" when he was startled to see a dark figure suddenly descend from the sky.
When he saw the man's honest face, which was filled with surprise and joy, worry and concern, he was stunned.
"Senior Brother Tian...?"
"Little junior brother!"
Tian Jinzhong grabbed him tightly, with such force that it almost broke Zhang Yunyuan's bones.
A seven-foot-tall, burly man was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice choked with emotion.
"You brat! You've been gone for months without a single word! Do you know how worried your master and we were!"
Zhang Yunyuan was almost suffocating from being choked, but a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
"Senior brother, I...I'm fine."
Feng Baobao, standing to the side, looked at the sudden scene before her, tilted her head, and silently took another bite of the lamb leg in her hand.
After a moment of excitement, Tian Jinzhong finally calmed down.
His gaze fell on the girl beside him who had remained expressionless the entire time, only focused on gnawing on a lamb leg.
"Junior brother, who is this?"
Zhang Yunyuan thought to himself, but his face showed a compassionate expression as he sighed softly.
"It's a long story."
He slowly began to recount the speech he had prepared beforehand.
"I met this girl by chance deep in the Qinling Mountains."
She was severely injured, unconscious, and...she had lost all her memories.
“I saw that she was lonely and homeless, and I felt sorry for her, so I rescued her and took her with me to care for her.”
"As for her background, I don't know either. I only know that her surname is Feng, so I will call her... Feng Baobao for now."
These words, though half true and half false, were full of goodwill.
The honest and straightforward Tian Jinzhong would never doubt his junior brother whom he had watched grow up.
After listening, he looked at Feng Baobao's blank stare and thin figure, and his face was instantly filled with sympathy.
"So that's how it is... What a pitiful girl."
His gaze towards Zhang Yunyuan was now filled with undisguised admiration and respect.
"Junior brother, you've grown up."
"As expected of a disciple of Longhu Mountain, you have such a kind heart. I am proud of you, senior brother!"
Zhang Yunyuan listened to his praise with a humble smile, but in his heart he silently apologized to all the ancestors of his sect.
My apologies, my ancestors.
For the sake of Longhu Mountain's future, I can only deceive your descendants for now.
Chapter 103 The Path of Companionship: Undercurrents
Having found Zhang Yunyuan, Tian Jinzhong finally felt relieved.
He originally intended to immediately take his junior brother back to Longhu Mountain to report back to their master.
But when his gaze fell again on Feng Baobao, who had an empty look in her eyes and was silently gnawing on a lamb leg, he couldn't bring himself to say the words of encouragement.
This girl looks so pitiful.
He lost his memory, had no relatives or friends, and was completely alone.
If her junior brother just leaves with her like this, leaving her here alone, how will she survive in the future?
The kind and honest Tian Jinzhong felt a pang of guilt just thinking about it.
He finally sighed and made a decision.
"Junior brother, now that you've taken this girl in, you should at least settle her in properly first."
"How about this, I won't go back for now. I'll stay with you and find a safe place to settle things with this... baby girl. Then we'll go back to the mountain together."
Zhang Yunyuan had been waiting for these words.
His face immediately showed gratitude.
"Thank you for your understanding, Senior Brother!"
And so, what started as a trip for two became a trip for three.
Zhang Yunyuan was truly relieved to see Tian Jinzhong join the team.
At least, with the help of this meticulous and patient senior brother in many daily chores, he was finally able to be somewhat relieved of his role as a "full-time stay-at-home dad".
However, trouble followed.
Although Tian Jinzhong was honest and simple, he was, after all, an elite disciple carefully cultivated by Longhu Mountain, with solid cultivation and sharp insight.
On the second day of their trip together, he noticed that Feng Baobao was "unusual".
That day, they passed a steep cliff and had to cross a narrow path that could only accommodate one person at a time.
Zhang Yunyuan and Tian Jinzhong walked cautiously, afraid that they might slip and fall into an abyss.
But Feng Baobao walked as if she were on flat ground.
She didn't even hold onto the rock wall beside her; she walked steadily, step by step, with a blank expression, more steadily than anyone else.
Halfway there, a rock the size of a fist fell from above without warning, hitting her squarely on the top of her head.
Tian Jinzhong exclaimed in surprise, his heart leaping into his throat.
But Feng Baobao didn't even raise her head.
She only shifted her body to one side with an extremely slight movement just as the falling rock was about to hit her.
The rock, powerful enough to smash a person's head open, grazed her hair and narrowly escaped falling into the bottomless fog.
The whole process was smooth and effortless, as if she had eyes in the back of her head.
Tian Jinzhong was dumbfounded.
"Junior brother, this... this young lady, have you practiced before?"
He couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Yunyuan's heart tightened, but his face remained expressionless.