After sleeping for two hours, he continued on his way, and arrived at the city gate in the afternoon.

The young birds were put in some wild things that the old beggar had beaten, and two hares were sent to the officers and soldiers defending the city before they entered the city.

came to the City God Temple, and everyone had not come back at this time.

"Brother Xiaohei, you're finally back!"

Xiaoqing ran over excitedly when she saw the two of them at the door.

"Xiaoqing is not well-behaved at home these days?"

Fuchen touched Xiaoqing's head and said.

"Xiaoqing is well-behaved, she has done a lot of work, you see that she is tired and thin. ”

Xiaoqing first opened his hands and said that he had done a lot of things, and then lowered his head and pinched his stomach and said aggrievedly.

"Then I'll go and make you something delicious first, okay?"

Fuchen said softly to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing took the hare pheasant in Fuchen's hand, and found that he couldn't carry it.

Fuchen touched her head, picked up the hare and pheasant, and walked to the backyard.

"Don't you want grandpa me?"

Xiaoqing was about to leave, but was grabbed by the old beggar by the braid at the back of his head.

Back at the temple, the young birds felt that they had reached a safe place and jumped down on the way.

But I didn't know that I was just seen by the little girl behind, and before I could react, I was held in the little girl's arms and ran to the backyard, shouting as she ran.

"Brother Xiaohei, you see Xiaoqing has caught something delicious. ”

When Fuchen was cleaning up wild things in the backyard, he saw Xiaoqing running in, only to see her holding the two wings of the young bird and running over, which frightened Fuchen and immediately shouted.

"Let it go!"

Fuchen roared in his voice.

Xiaoqing was stunned in place, and was also frightened by the voice of floating dust.

Seeing that Xiaoqing didn't react, Fuchen hurriedly walked up to Xiaoqing and snatched the young bird.

Xiaoqing's tears were about to flow down when she saw this, and Fuchen hurriedly pointed to the young bird and comforted her.

"Xiaoqing, look at how sharp its claws are, if it catches Xiaoqing, how painful it will be. Xiaoqing, don't cry, okay?"

Fuchen said comfortingly, but Xiaoqing continued to cry for herself.

"You see Brother Xiaohei's hand was caught by it, if you catch Xiaoqing, it hurts so much!"

Fuchen handed his injured hand to Xiaoqing, and Xiaoqing looked at the tightly wrapped cloth on Fuchen's hand, and there was blood oozing out of it.

Xiaoqing also stopped her tears, and also restored her pouting face to its original state, looking at Fuchen aggrievedly.

"Then I'm going to eat him even more!"

After a while, he pointed at the young bird fiercely.

The young bird's hair stood on top all over its body, and it barked at Xiaoqing a few times and rushed up.

Fuchen stopped it halfway and hugged it into his arms, but the young bird still called at Xiaoqing, and Fuchen patiently explained to Xiaoqing.

"It's not for food, it's the pet of Brother Fuchen, Xiaoqing has to take good care of it in the future." ”

"Okay. ”

Xiaoqing said helplessly, then glared at the young bird again, and then ran out.

"If you dare to bite or catch someone, you will eat you, you know!"

Fuchen patted the young bird's head and said, the young bird seemed to understand, and nodded aggrievedly.

After the dust warned, he put the young birds on the ground and continued to deal with the hares and pheasants that he had hunted.

After cleaning up the wild rabbits and pheasants, each of them left three to eat at night.

The rest are threaded with sticks and hung on bamboo poles, ready to be made for wind-blown meat.

After I was done, I looked on the ground and found that the baby bird was gone, and I searched around but couldn't find it.

Suddenly, Xiaoqing's laughter came from the lobby.

When I got closer, I saw that Xiaoqing threw some mung bean cake in front of the young bird from time to time, and every time the young bird jumped up to catch it, a small piece of mung bean cake had been broken off by Xiaoqing in half.

It seemed that Xiaoqing was having a good time with the young bird, Xiaoqing saw Fuchen, and hurriedly walked up to him, shaking Fuchen's arm and asked.

"Brother Little Black, what's the name of this little bird?"

"I haven't chosen a name yet. ”

Fuchen took the little girl's hand and sat on the ground, watching the young bird also run over, chirping towards Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing glanced at the young bird, and there was still half of the mung bean cake left in his hand, and slowly handed the mung bean cake to Fuchen.

"Brother Xiaohei, do you want to eat?"

Fuchen touched the little girl's head and smiled.

"Brother doesn't eat it, Xiaoqing, you can eat it, you don't need to feed it. ”

The young bird was obviously not satisfied with what Fuchen said, and called twice in dissatisfaction, and bit the leg of Xiaoqing's pants with his mouth and pulled.

Xiaoqing broke the mung bean cake in his hand into two parts, put one in front of the young man, looked at the mung bean cake that was still half in his hand, glanced at Fuchen and asked in the same tone.

"Brother Xiaohei, do you really not eat it?"

"Don't eat it, Xiaoqing, you can eat it yourself. ”

Xiaoqing slowly ate the mung bean cake one bite at a time, licked his fingers after eating, looked at Fusheng and said.

"Brother Hei, do you want to give it a name? I see that other people's pets have names. ”

Fuchen looked at the young bird and fell into difficulty for a while.

"I don't know what to take. ”

Xiaoqing stood up and bent over, put his left hand behind him, and his right hand clenched his chin into a fist, moving back and forth, turning around a few times and saying to Fuchen.

"Brother Xiaohei, I see that everyone who reads books thinks like this, why don't you come and learn too. ”

"Good. ”

The floating dust followed Xiaoqing's appearance in unison, and the young birds followed in a circle. Suddenly, Xiaoqing straightened her back, turned around and looked at Fuchen and said.

"When I thought of it, I called it Xiao Huang. ”

Fuchen glanced at Xiaoqing and said.

"Isn't that the name of the dog next door?"

"That's called Little Flower. ”

"That's the name of Aunt Li's chicken. ”

"Then it's called Ash. ”

"That's the name of Uncle Wang's cow. ”

"Then it's called Xiaoqing. ”

"That's your name. ”

Xiaoqing squatted down and held her head and shook it.

"I don't want to, it's too difficult, just call me Xiaoqing. ”

Fuchen touched his chin with his right hand, and suddenly thought of the old beggar's words.

"The old man said that it was Qingtianying, your name is Xiaoqing, it will be called Xiaotian. ”

"Xiaotian, Brother Xiaohei, you are too perfunctory, let me think about it. ”

Xiaoqing patted her forehead, then shook her head and read it in her mouth.

"Goose Goose Goose, Song to the Sky......"

Fuchen looked at Xiaoqing, who was seriously thinking about his name, and secretly felt funny in his heart, so he sat next to him and looked at Xiaoqing with his head propped up.

I probably repeated this poem several times because of it.

When Fuchen was looking at the little girl and shaking her head intently, Xiaoqing suddenly stopped, raised her hands, spread her five fingers, and ran around the lobby and said.

"I thought of it, I thought of Xiaobai's name......"

"Xiaoqing is so smart. ”

Fuchen looked at the happy Xiaoqing and said, Xiaoqing heard the sound of Fuchen and ran to the side of Fuchen and sat down, hugged the young bird into his arms, looked at Fuchen and said with a smile.

"Brother Hei, what do you think of the name?"

Fuchen looked like he was thinking, and after a while, he looked at Xiaoqing and shook his head.

"Unexpectedly, my Xiaoqing is too smart. ”

Xiaoqing smiled even brighter, her eyes narrowed into a line, and after a while, Xiaoqing half-squinted one eye, and raised her left hand,

The thumb pinched the tip of the index finger a little bit to look at the floating dust.

"Brother Xiaohei is also very smart, but he is worse than Xiaoqing. ”

Fuchen looked at the proud Xiaoqing and rubbed her head, Xiaoqing's neck shrank, and she suddenly laughed, after Fuchen let go of her hand, Xiaoqing grabbed the young bird's arm with both hands and lifted it.

"From today onwards, it will be called Xiaobai. ”

"Why?"

Fuchen asked curiously.

"Because Xiaoqing likes to wear cyan clothes, it's called Xiaoqing, and Brother Fuchen is called Xiaobai when he looks black, you see it's as white as a goose.

It's called Xiaobai, hehehehe. ”

"Brother Hei, praise me. ”

Xiaoqing raised her head and pursed her lips and said.

"Take off ......"

Fuchen heard Xiaoqing's words, walked behind her, said that his hand clamped her armpit, lifted Xiaoqing up, and spun back and forth.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Xiaoqing began to scream in horror, and after screaming twice, he felt very safe, so he lifted Xiaobai up.

"Yike...... Yikes......"

The laughter of the two was mixed with Xiaobai's frightened screams.

After dinner in the evening, I drank a bowl of potion according to the rules of the old beggar.

Then the three of them came to the backyard to practice boxing.

However, I didn't practice as long as I used to.

Most of the time is spent on the three basic exercises of "Spring Life Decision", "Thunder Technique", and "Running Thunder Fist".

According to the old beggar, the stupid bird flies first.

In fact, there is no way to do it, who makes Fuchen illiterate.

In fact, strictly speaking, I still know some, but it is the name of some dishes, as well as "Laifu Restaurant" and the couplet at the door, "The food attracts customers from all over the world, and the aroma of wine leads to the fairy in the cave." ”

I also know a few numbers, and my vocabulary is only a handful.

If the assessment of Chaoshen Mountain is that you need to read books and practice the exercises by yourself, then you will not get points.

So the old beggar also taught the words "Spring Life Decision", "Thunder Technique", and "Thunder Fist".

It is normal for children in poor mountain villages to be illiterate, because they may not be able to go far in their lives.

But after coming to Dongning City, Fuchen's thirst for knowledge was second only to cultivating immortals.

Sometimes I think that if I can't cultivate immortals, it's not bad to save some money to find a school to learn, and I can be regarded as the only cultural person in my village.

However, when I often think of the tragedy in my hometown, the path of cultivating immortals is even more determined.

According to Old Man Xu's words, dreams will slowly change as they get older.

There are two more days before the day when the Ranshen Mountain will accept disciples.

There are also more people on the streets of Dongning City, and it is much more lively than usual.

But this has nothing to do with floating dust.

The herbs that the old beggar needed had been collected almost, and even a lot of them were sold to the pharmacy.

The number of times the floating dust drinks the medicine has also gradually increased.

Later, the old beggar got a book called "Flame Palm" out of nowhere.

From day to night, except for the most basic boxing practice three times a day, the rest was changed to practice this book.

Xiaoqing felt the tense atmosphere of Fuchen, and practiced boxing harder than usual, although she was just old enough to participate, but the old beggar refused her to participate.

Finally, early in the morning of the third day, everyone in the City God Temple got up early in the morning, and after everyone had breakfast, they accompanied Fuchen to the central square of Dongning City.