The martial artist who taught sticks was surnamed Lin, his name was Che Xing, he was the head of the stick in the army when he was young, and when he was older, he simply resigned from his position in the army and went home to retire, and he was invited by the Feihong Pavilion to be a master soon after.

He is a good martial artist, he thought he was going to live the rest of his life in his hometown, but now he came to this Feihong Pavilion to teach this group of cute little dolls, which is also very interesting.

Seeing the children practicing seriously, he stroked his beard with satisfaction.

He also saw a "battle" between Huaiyu and Zhao Xuan, first, Gu Huaiyu was already very attention-grabbing, but the youngest had the best kung fu; The second is that he was surprised to find that Gu Huaiyu used the stick method of splitting, pointing, picking, poking, sweeping, and collapsing in the "battle" just now, which was not at all like the moves played by a seven or eight-year-old girl, but like a veteran who had used the stick for many years.

He wanted to fight Huaiyu and see how powerful her kung fu was.

I thought so, and I did it.

"Come here, Huaiyu." He beckoned to Huaiyu.

Huaiyu took a stick and rushed over in three steps and two steps: "Teacher, you called me?" ”

Lin Xingche stroked his gray beard with a smile, kicked the wooden stick on the ground, and reached out to catch it.

"Come!"

Seeing this, Huaiyu immediately opened his feet, put the stick in his right hand in front of the right, and compared the stick method: "Teacher Xie instructs." ”

She didn't wait for the teacher to make a move, she took the lead in splitting the wooden stick, and was slightly avoided by Lin Xingche, she immediately reversed it, Lin Xingche quickly blocked, and broke Huaiyu's stick, and after the wooden stick turned a few times in her hand, she kept pointing left and right towards Huaiyu's feet, Huaiyu was small, and she dodged left and right flexibly......

After a few rounds, Lin Xingche retracted his offensive and patted Huaiyu's shoulder with a laugh: "Not bad!" Not bad! ”

Huaiyu was sweating profusely and panting.

Lin Xingche said again: "The stick method is fast, stable and accurate, the force must be smooth, and the action must be coordinated!" You have the strength and speed, and you need to practice more to be stable and coordinated. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the little girl in front of him who was tired and blushing, stroked his beard and laughed.

After fighting with Mr. Lin, Huaiyu was devastated, and practiced the stick in the martial arts field alone for half an hour before returning to the house covered in sweat, and after washing up, he picked up his pen and prepared to write a letter to his family.

She tilted her head with the pen in her mouth, and after thinking for a while, she didn't know what to write, so she simply threw away the pen and went to Yiyongtang to find Mr. Xie.

Xie Lang was still playing chess with himself, and he didn't even look up at Huaiyu.

Huaiyu admired his obsession with Go, and he didn't say anything, sitting opposite him with his cheeks and watching him play.

After watching it for a while, she felt very bored, so she quietly picked up her bow and arrows and went out of the house, and shot arrows in the yard.

At this moment, she closed her eyes, shot an arrow at the target, and opened her eyes to see:

Hit the bull's-eye!

Huaiyu smiled slightly.

With a movement of her ears, she quickly aimed the arrow at the sky, and with a "whoosh", shot down a bird, and she happily threw down the arrow and picked up the injured bird, only to find that the bird had a small bamboo tube tied to its leg.

Huaiyu was stunned, did he shoot a carrier pigeon?

She wanted to cry without tears, she didn't dare to remove the bamboo tube, carefully carried the pigeon into the house, and called out aggrievedly: "Master." ”

Xie Lang finally looked up at her, and after seeing the carrier pigeon she was holding in her hand, he smiled: "What? What's the trouble this time? ”

"This time I hit a pigeon that delivered a message." Huaiyu touched the pigeon in front of Xie Lang, "Master, take a look at it, if the owner of the pigeon can't wait for it, I don't know what to do in a hurry." ”

Xie Lang put down the chess piece and looked at the pigeon carefully.

This is a beautiful pigeon!

The eyes are clear, the coat is smooth, gray and greenish, and the chest muscles are full and strong, and despite the wound on the leg, they are still very vigilant and difficult to approach.

Xie Lang took off the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg, pulled out the arrow skillfully, carefully examined the wound, sprinkled the wound medicine, and bandaged it.

"Fortunately, your arrow is not military, and it has deftly avoided the vital point, so this wound will be well healed for two days." Xie Lang said while wiping his hands.

Huaiyu looked at the pigeon distressedly: "That's good." ”

She reached out to touch the pigeon's smooth head, but the pigeon avoided her and proudly ate the peas that Xie Lang had sprinkled on the table.

Huaiyu: "......"

Xie Lang laughed while feeding the pigeons.

Huaiyu was unhappy: "This little guy really holds a grudge." ”

She was angry with herself for a while, then lowered her voice and asked, "Master, should we see what kind of letter it sends?" ”

Xie Lang put away his smile.

Huaiyu hurriedly said: "I'm talking about fun." ”

"A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, you have read so many books, and you even want me to teach this?" Xie Lang's tone was a little stiff.

"I ......" Huaiyu was wronged, "I was wrong." ”

Xie Lang sighed.

"This pigeon is a short-distance carrier pigeon, you see that its feathers are clean and spotless, indicating that it has not flown for long, so this letter is very likely to be sent by people in Kyoto, and there are some ordinary people near the Feihong Pavilion, and the carrier pigeon is generally not used, only the gentlemen, the chief of the war, the administrator, the head of the hall, the deputy lecturer and the mountain chief may be the recipient of the letter."

Xie Lang analyzed it to Huaiyu word by word: "Now, do you still want to open this letter?" ”

"I don't want to, I don't want to Huaiyu shook his head again and again, "I didn't want to, that's what I said......"

Xie Lang gently rubbed his eyebrows: "Then you take good care of it, and when it recovers, you will send it away." ”

Huaiyu responded again and again, found a birdcage for it overnight, and thoughtfully prepared cereals as its food.

I didn't dare to carry it out of Yiyong Hall, so I had to keep it in Xie Lang's library.

Because of this pigeon, Huaiyu has to run to Yiyongtang a few times a day, usually after class, she always has to practice martial arts for a while, these days I don't practice, as soon as I learn, I run to Yiyongtang.

Under her careful care, this proud pigeon recovers very quickly.

On the third day, the wound was already scarred, and it jumped up and down with its head held high, as if trying to break out of the birdcage.

Huaiyu was reluctant, and with a heavy heart, she opened the birdcage, grabbed it, and tied the bamboo tube to its legs.

Holding it in his arms again, he squatted outside the gatehouse of Yiyong Hall, and touched its head one by one.

Xie Lang looked at a certain little girl who was so sad that she was about to cry, and rubbed her eyebrows vigorously.

"Let it go." Xie Lang said loudly.

Huaiyu stroked the soft feathers of the pigeon: "What a cute and well-behaved pigeon." ”

Xie Lang stopped talking.

"Harm!" Huaiyu sniffed and stood up with the pigeon in his arms, "Go, go, go." ”

As soon as she let go, the pigeon fluttered a few times, and flew into the sky without looking back, and Huaiyu stomped her foot:

"This guy who holds grudges and doesn't remember gratitude!"

Xie Lang was behind her, looking up at the direction the pigeon flew:

"In the world, how can everything be as good as you want. You shot it, it was the cause, and now you have to let it go, it's the cause of extinction. Origin and extinction are impermanent. ”