Xia Yifan hurriedly interrupted, "Wait a minute, who are you talking about Wang Jingya?" Xiaohu suddenly said, "Oh, Wang Jingya is our study committee member and class leader."

Because she is not only beautiful, but also good at studying, teachers and classmates like her very much. Wang Jingya and I are neighbors again, and my mother and Jingya's mother also chatted.

So, when they come and go, they often visit each other's doors, and when the adults are chatting in the house, Jingya and I run out to play together.

Because our two families live close to each other and go the same way after school, we go home together. That's why those three bad boys are jealous of me.

Xiaofan, you have to promise me, don't tell others about my crying nose, if Jingya knows, I will be very embarrassed. ”

After Xia Yifan repeatedly promised that he would not reveal the secret between the two, Xiaohu was relieved. At this point, the hook between the two has become a contract of friendship.

Suddenly, Xiaohu stopped Xia Yifan's shoulder, and said in a humming voice, Hey, but seriously. The few times you fought were really powerful, and this time they dare to be arrogant."

As he spoke, Xiaohu waved his fleshy fist, jumping and jumping, and stroked excitedly.

As he walked, he said, "It's almost noon." Let's go to my house to eat, my mother's cooking skills are very good."

Hearing Xiaohu say this, Xia Yifan hesitated for a moment. In his heart, he calculated the time when the master looked back, and listened to Xiaohu describe his mother's cooking skills, how to have all the color, flavor, and taste. I didn't drool either.

"Seriously, I'm hungry. ”

Xiaohu's family lives in the east of the mountain village, all the way through. The elderly women of the village sat in groups of three or five in front of the house, chatting about household chores and holding the soles of their shoes.

There is also a small merchant who carries a flat shoulder and shuttles between the neighbors, and the villagers see that Xiaohu brings back a little Taoist priest, and they can't help but watch curiously on the side of the road.

A villager who looked like an old man, with his hands behind his back, walked towards him. Stopped Xiaohu, "Uh, your father is looking for you everywhere." Come home and know no, your dad will beat you up again." Doing it, the hand holding the dry tobacco stick, waved it to scare the little tiger.

Xiaohu hurriedly responded, "Got it."

pulled Xia Yifan to run in the direction of his house. When he stood at the door of Xiaohu's house, Xia Yifan smelled the fragrance of food overflowing from the back room, Xia Yifan shrugged his nose and followed Xiaohu into the courtyard door.

After entering the door, Xiaohu shouted, "Mom, I'm back", and when he heard the sound, he knew that his baby son had gone home for dinner.

A woman in her forties walked out of the back room, she had a simple face, and her eyes revealed that she was full of love for her children, but she didn't notice Xia Yifan's appearance.

The woman pulled up a few strands of hair from her sideburns, lifted the corner of the apron on her body, wiped her hands and said. "Hungry, go wash your hands and eat."

Xiaohu casually asked, "Is my dad back?"

Xiaohu's mother said angrily, "Your father is not looking for you, look at you, where did you go and get so dirty."

Let's see how your dad cleans you up when he comes back." Xiaohu looked at Xia Yifan and smiled innocently to hide his embarrassment.

At this time, Xia Yifan, who was hiding behind Xiaohu, had the opportunity to interject, "Auntie is good."

"Hey, which child are you?" Xia Yifan thought that he had come to eat and replied shyly, "I came down from the light clouds on the mountain, and my master respected the Tao, Ling Xuzi."

When Xiaohu's mother heard that Xia Yifan was a disciple of the old Taoist, her expression suddenly became excited, "It turned out to be the disciple of the old immortal." Fast.. Fast... Sit in the back room".

As he spoke, he turned around and poured tea for Xia Yifan. He was still babbling in his mouth, "The old immortal medical skills are really amazing."

When we mountain people are sick, we generally use the local medicine prescriptions handed down by our ancestors and treat them with mountain herbal medicine. If you encounter a disease that is not good under the rule of earth, you will go up the mountain and ask your master to heal you.

No matter how serious the illness is, as long as it is diagnosed by your master, the decoction can be cured within three months.

Especially when encountering that kind of strange disease, without taking medicine, a talisman can make the sick person intact." The little tiger mother chattered nervously.

At this time, Huzi's father pushed open the courtyard door, strode in, and when he saw Xiaohu,

pointed at Xiaohu and scolded: "Stinky boy, you still know that you are coming back, what trouble are you causing outside."

Xiaohu looked at his father's menacing appearance, and his little face turned white in fright.

He explained, "I didn't get into trouble outside." Before Xiaohu finished speaking. "Shut up".

At this moment, Little Tiger's father seemed even more angry. "I also said that I didn't get into trouble, where did the mud stains on your body come from, did you fight?

If you don't say anything ugly today, I'll break your legs."

Xiaohu was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a while, crying and stumbling, he couldn't hear what he was saying, and he didn't know which temple he thought he was reading.

Xiaohu's mother hurriedly came over to protect Xiaohu, "Huzi's father, which boy doesn't make trouble, is there such a scare for your own children?"

And break the child's leg, is this what the father said? Look at the child to scare.

What the hell is going on, as soon as you enter the door, you will be babbling".

was trained by his mother-in-law like this, and Huzi's father was also angry and didn't set off. Just sat on the threshold in front of the house and lit a cigarette, "I went out to find this stinky boy to go home for dinner just now."

When I met the west of the village, Lao Wang Lai's family, said that his son was seriously injured by our tiger.

Now I'm lying in bed and out of breath. He also said that if his son has any strengths and weaknesses, he will find our whole family to fight hard.

Lao Lai's family, as you know, is a well-known borrower in the village, and his reputation has always been bad, and I didn't believe him at first.

Until, Wang Wang came to his house and said that his child had a broken rib.

also said that he was beaten by our tiger, and Wang Xibin was accompanied by him, saying that if he hadn't run fast by himself, he would have been injured."

Xiaohu's father took a few puffs of cigarette and continued, "Even if you can talk nonsense, the injuries of those two children can still be fake, I have seen the injuries of the two children with my own eyes." If they planted it, why did they only look for our baby."

Xia Yifan thought that because the two children who were injured didn't know where they came from, they could only talk about this matter to Brother Xiaohu.

I didn't expect that those two guys would be so unbeaten, but this matter can't be carried by Brother Xiaohu.

Just as the little tiger's mother listened to the little tiger's father with a shocked face.

Xia Yifan hurriedly spoke; Uncles and aunts, they were injured by me. It's none of my business." Huzi's parents looked at each other.

But Brother Xiaohu looked at Xia Yifan apologetically, and after that, when Xiaohu's father learned from Xiaohu's mother that Xia Yifan was a disciple of the old Taoist, his eyebrows wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

After all, the old Taoist often treats the villagers in the village, and his medical skills and virtues are also admirable, but why are the disciples taught by the Taoist so much? .

There must be a hidden secret in this, Huzi's father asked Xia Yifan seriously, "You tell me the ins and outs of the whole thing first."

Xia Yifan could only sneak down the mountain, and then met Xiaohu again. I said how to dare to fight against the evil forces.

After Xia Yifan finished speaking, he looked at Huzi's parents with those big innocent eyes from time to time, conveying the meaning of not telling his master about his trouble.

Just as Xiaohu's parents were discussing whether to tell the old Taoist about this. And Xia Yifan was nervous in his heart.

The parents of Wang Cun's three blind came to the door, and the three bear children were also blind.

was obviously beaten by Xia Yifan, but he insisted on relying on Xiaohu's head.

After that, the parents of the three children were in a commotion, some scolded the street and shouted at their mothers, some splashed and rolled, and made chickens and dogs jump in the small courtyard.

Xia Yifan hadn't eaten lunch yet, but now his hungry eyes were glazed, and at this time, the scolding of the street was endless, and Xia Yifan's ears only had buzzing tinnitus.

Wait for the troublemaker to vent the excess calories in his body.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Xiaohu's parents said this about Xia Yifan's righteousness and bravery, and the situation that had just stopped began to get out of control again.

The second round of scumbags slammed into Xia Yifan, and that spitting star was flying everywhere like he didn't want money.

Xia Yifan was about to be watered by them as a daffodil. If it weren't for Xiaohu's parents, maybe Xia Yifan would have been killed on the spot by this group of people.

Just when someone proposed to take Xia Yifan up the mountain to find him to evaluate his master. Only one voice could be heard from behind the crowd.

"What layman wants to reason with the poor." Although the sound was not loud, it calmed down the whole noisy scene, Xia Yifan saw that it was Shizun who came, and his head hurt instantly.

I thought, "Oh bad"!

In this case, Xia Yifan didn't care about anything else, and shouted,

"Master",

hurriedly ran behind Lao Dao, and Lao Dao glanced at Xia Yifan with his spare eyes.

Shen Sheng said to everyone, "You take me to see the child first", listening to what Lao Dao said, everyone knew in their hearts, and a group of people squeezed out of the courtyard gate of Xiaohu's house.

Rushing to ask to go to their own house first.

Lao Dao didn't care about everyone's pulling, and walked alone at the front of the crowd. His face was resolute and his eyebrows were sparse.

In the middle of the Yin Hall, there is a slightly raised black mole, forming the momentum of two dragons playing with pearls.

His nose is like a gall, his lips are full, he has three strands of beard on his upper lip and his chin, his ears are bent over his neck, a bun is tied on his head, and a Tengyun hosta is inserted horizontally.

A look of fairy wind bones.

Lao Dao wore a black robe, a moon-breaking star scarf, neon sleeves, and ten peerless spirit flags.

Lined with white shirts, stepping on ten-square cloth shoes, walking with the wind. The black and white inner and outer placket flips with the wind, which sets off the yin and yang innate gossip diagram of the silver silk cloud carp pattern on the hem of the black robe.

Tianqian, Dikun, Shuikan, Huoli, Shangen, Zedui, Thunder, Fengshan. In the sunlight, the whole image looks otherworldly.

Lao Dao seems to be very familiar with every household in the village.

Soon after walking, he came to the door of a family, and immediately from the crowd behind him, a man hurriedly walked out, it was Wang Ping's father, and he pushed open the door of his house.

"The Taoist chief is invited inside", but everyone was blocked outside the house by Wang Ping's father.

Xia Yifan followed Shizun into the inner room, only to see a boy lying on the kang at the moment, and his mother was wiping fine beads of sweat for the child on the side, looking at his face, it was already purple and difficult to breathe.

It was Xia Yifan, Wang Ping, who was injured by a knee kick, Lao Dao stepped forward to take a look, without saying a word, one hand was on the child's shoulder, and the other hand, the palm was aimed at Wang Ping's heart, that is, the depression directly below the chest, and quickly pressed and pushed.

I saw that Wang Ping's breathing was gradually even at the moment, his face was much better, and his facial expression was relaxed, as if he had relieved the previous pain.

Seeing that Wang Ping was unharmed at this time, Lao Dao turned his head and said to Wang Ping's father, "Your son was slightly displaced by the slamming of the sternum in the chest, which caused the diaphragm in the chest cavity to spasm, and I have corrected his bones."

I already know about this, it was a stubborn man who missed for a while, and none of them hurt you. When the poor road returns to the mountain, discipline him well."

Although Wang Ping was cured, Wang Ping's father was angry, "What does it mean that my son should be beaten if there is no seriousness in his hand?"

"Rampant and domineering should be beaten". It's so domineering.

Lao Dao had already said words of apology before. Wang Ping's father was still unrelenting, but he was glared at by the old way, and the words he was about to say swallowed back again, as if he was afraid of being beaten.

Although Lao Dao usually accumulates good karma, he is always arrogant in his bones, how can he be too quiet.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people rushed to the home of another injured child, that is, Wang Wanglai's house. After entering the door and looking at it, it was not as serious as it said, what broke the ribs, but the soft tissue injury was a little swollen.

After applying some traumatic herbs, Lao Tao advised, "Change the dressing frequently, don't go to the ground for strenuous exercise." then spoke out and reprimanded Xia Yifan,

"Follow the teacher back to the mountain",

With his hands behind his back, he walked towards the mountain road of Qingyunguan. The villagers had also heard of Lao Tao's arrogant personality and his skills.

I didn't continue to pursue it.

However, Xia Yifan felt a chill in his heart, maybe this was just the calm before the storm, and it was the punishment of the master who was about to greet him.