In the early morning, the sky was slightly white, and it was not yet fully bright, Zheng Ya, who was a little excited, was running to the riverside avenue while planning his next cultivation plan in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Bodhicitta method was unexpectedly introduced in advance, but the cultivation of the Arhat Fist method could be put aside.

Now, according to the memory of the old ancestor, Zheng Ya should be able to cultivate the real Shaolin Internal Strength Method.

It's just that what kind of mental method should be cultivated?

Zheng Ya thought as she ran.

Distracted, I really didn't pay much attention to the environment on the avenue.

Besides, so early, those students who love to read in the morning are still a little bit over, and Zheng Ya is a little careless.

As the so-called happiness is easy to be sad, and he can't get carried away with his pride, Zheng Ya, who was excited, increased his speed slightly, and when he was not careful, he hit a black shadow with a bang.

Zheng Ya only felt a softness on her body, and heard a girl scream and fell to the ground.

Zheng Ya took two steps back, he was shocked, he didn't dare to think about it, he immediately took a few steps forward, squatted down, and asked with concern: This classmate, are you okay?

The girl on the ground half-squatted and propped herself up from the ground, stroked her eyes, looked at Zheng Ya, and her voice was a little soft, weak, and a little surprised and called softly: Zheng Ya?

Zheng Ya felt that this voice was so familiar in his heart, and he looked at it a little, but found that the person half-squatting on the ground was actually his tablemate, Wang Xiaojun.

At this time, Wang Xiaojun was opening his innocent eyes wide, covering his nose with one hand, and looking at himself pitifully.

In the faint morning glow, Zheng Ya saw Wang Xiaojun's fair-skinned, delicate little hands covering his nose, and a touch of blush appeared.

Nosebleeds?

Wang Xiaojun should also encounter such a situation for the first time, at this time, looking at Zheng Ya's eyes, there was a trace of sadness, and he was also a little overwhelmed, his hand looked in front of him, and found that his hand was full of blood, and he immediately pressed his hand on his nose again, but the nosebleeds still kept gushing out.

Chu Chu is pitiful, sad and complaining.

Zheng Ya felt that his heartstrings were moving, and in his mind, the memories of his ancestors automatically came out to evaluate: his hands were as white as spring shoots, and his skin was fine and tender; The neck is pink and white, the teeth are like melon seeds, and the autumn waves flow with affection.

In a word, the best.

Zheng Ya was slightly stunned in her heart, drove away some bad thoughts, and quickly thought about the right thing: she should help her stop the bleeding, and very hard, Zheng Ya thought of two pictures.

One is modern, the first aid knowledge of stopping nosebleeds urgently, and it is also equipped with a picture, while the other is a magical picture of the hero performing the technique of acupoints and stopping the bleeding instantly.

The technique of acupuncture points is unreliable, and it is still in accordance with modern methods to stop bleeding urgently.

Two steps down the river avenue is the Yuquan River, Zheng Ya quickly came to the river, put his hand into the river and held some river water.

Running quickly to Wang Xiaojun's side, Zheng Ya said softly: Wang Xiaojun, listen to me, tilt your head forward, don't lean back, I'll help you stop the nosebleed

Zheng Ya saw that behind Wang Xiaojun's thick glasses, the big eyes that seemed to be able to speak, blinked brightly, and the little head stretched out obediently as Zheng Ya said.

Zheng Ya stretched out his moist right hand and whispered in his mouth: Wang Xiaojun, don't be afraid, I'll help you stop the bleeding, and let me wet my forehead, which is conducive to blood clotting

His right hand pressed on Wang Xiaojun's small forehead, and Zheng Ya felt that Wang Xiaojun was very supple and pitiful at this time.

A hint of protection surged in her heart, and Zheng Ya felt a little strange.

didn't dare to think too much, according to the method in his memory, Zheng Ya stretched out his left hand, gently pinched Wang Xiaojun's little nose, and said in his mouth: It will take about fifteen minutes, and it is best for your head to lean forward about thirty degrees, and open your mouth to breathe naturally, which is conducive to stopping the bleeding quickly.

Wang Xiaojun opened his mouth, very softly, and hummed softly.

Zheng Ya said softly: Very good, Wang Xiaojun, you did a very good job, I didn't pay attention to it just now, I hit you, I hope you can forgive me.

A slight flush appeared on Wang Xiaojun's fair face, and he said softly like a mosquito in his mouth: It's okay.

Her voice was glutinous and very good, and Zheng Ya's heart couldn't help jumping again. Among the girls in the class, it is estimated that Lin Zhiyu can only compare with Wang Xiaojun, such a superb beauty, it is hidden so deeply, it is really tyrannical.

Thinking about it in a mess, Zheng Ya felt that the coolness in his hands had completely receded, smiled at Wang Xiaojun, and then said: Wang Xiaojun, please keep this posture, slowly move to the edge of the river, and I will take the cold water to continue to help you stop the bleeding.

Wang Xiaojun hummed softly.

Taking Wang Xiaojun to slowly move to the river, Zheng Ya pinched Wang Xiaojun's little nose with his left hand, his body was half-kicked, and his right hand scooped into the river, wetting his hand, and then pressed it on Wang Xiaojun's warm forehead again.

Wang Xiaojun said softly: Zheng Ya, thank you.

Her voice is soft, her Mandarin is very standard, her Beijing accent is full, and her current soft and smooth appearance makes Zheng Ya's heart swell with a very different feeling.

Moreover, under close observation, the memory belonging to the ancestors immediately gave Wang Xiaojun a high score: the heavenly court is crystal clear, the eyebrows are clear, the natural beauty, the image of a man, not to be missed

Zheng Ya's face was slightly red by the memory in his heart, and he quickly turned sideways, and scooped water from the river with his right hand to hide his embarrassment.

Looking back, Zheng Ya saw that Wang Xiaojun's big shiny eyes were staring at him intently.

Smiled at Wang Xiaojun kindly, Zheng Ya gently pressed her hand on her head, but she felt a little strange that Wang Xiaojun's forehead seemed to be a little warmer than just now.

Looking at Wang Xiaojun's face again, a layer of redness had already flown up, his big eyes drooped, and he saw long eyelashes.

The avenue along the river was quiet, and Zheng Ya was very focused on stopping the bleeding for Wang Xiaojun.

After a while, Zheng Ya whispered to Wang Xiaojun: Okay, the bleeding should have stopped.

After speaking, Zheng Ya slowly let go of her little nose.

Wang Xiaojun tried it with his little hands, and sure enough, his nose was no longer bleeding, and his crimson face showed a hint of surprise, looked at Zheng Ya, and hurriedly lowered his head, and whispered a little shyly: Zheng Ya, thank you.

Zheng Ya smiled: I said that I was careless, but it is right to help you stop the bleeding, by the way, you have some blood on your hands, and your nose is not very clean, hurry up and wash it.

Wang Xiaojun hummed, naturally walked to Zheng Ya's side, gently picked up the river water, and washed his hands very quietly.

The slightly chubby and plump body squatted in front of Zheng Ya, revealing two large buttocks that were upright, Zheng Ya couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, and said in his heart, no wonder the ancestor gave a good evaluation of a man.

Mom sometimes says that the ass is good to give birth to!

It wasn't until his table was completely cleaned that Zheng Ya said with a smile: Okay, Wang Xiaojun, I'm sorry, I'm delaying your study, I'm not far from the front, you start reading in the morning, I'm going to read English.

Wang Xiaojun's big eyes looked at Zheng Ya again, and he said in his mouth: Hmm.

Zheng Ya jumped up from the ground and ran forward.

After running for about two feet, Zheng Ya turned around again and called out with a smile: Sister Xiaojun

Wang Xiaojun looked at Zheng Ya not far away in a little surprise, a trace of shyness and panic flashed in his big eyes, and he replied: Zheng Ya?

Zheng Ya already said with a smile: Don't come so early in the future, pay attention to safety, of course, if you really meet any male classmate with bad intentions, you can shout loudly, Zheng Ya is nearby, you have a big summoning technique, it is guaranteed to work

Wang Xiaojun's face turned red and said softly: Well, I know.

Zheng Ya walked briskly and continued to run forward, but he kept muttering in his heart, this memory of the ancestor did have a great impact on him, and in the past, he called his female classmate sister how naturally it was.

Khan, Zheng Ya thought in his heart, should he not become as suave as his ancestor!

In my memory, the ancestor had two or three wives and concubines, plus a few red faces, and he usually wrote poems and paintings, which was very romantic.

I now have a bad tendency to move closer to my ancestors!

Be careful.

While trotting, Zheng Ya slowly collected his thoughts, and finally found a place that was not occupied by other classmates and was not very far from Wang Xiaojun, and started today's morning exercise.

The bodhicitta method has been introduced, the cultivation of Luohan Fist has come to an end, Zheng Ya at this time is the most basic Shaolin internal strength, this skill does not emphasize the intention to keep the mind, but requires the force to bring the qi, the key is: practice the qi without seeing the qi, with the force to bring the qi, the qi through the limbs

In the morning sun, Zheng Ya's left foot took a step to the left, his feet were wider than his shoulders, his toes were slightly harvested into the inner figure, and his five toes landed on the ground.

The front chest was slightly straight, the back buttocks were accumulated, and the eyes were level and engrossed in the cultivation of Shaolin's basic internal strength.

And the subconscious memory is continuing his great cause of English, and the sound of reading loudly can be heard from afar: wolves love dogs