The wind of late spring is blowing on the body, and there is already a trace of heat. In the suburbs of Ningyang, the weeping willows by the clear Ningshui River are pendulum and fine swallows are lightly cut. In the blink of an eye, it's the spring season again.

On a half-hidden and half-exposed rock by the river, a young girl in a thin emerald green shirt sat on it with wildflowers in her hand, and a pair of jade feet that deceived the frost and snow swayed gently in the water, having a good time. The river reflects her peerless appearance, and the end is bright and abnormal.

The fishermen on the boat spread their nets, and in a short time, more than a dozen fresh fish were jumping and struggling in the nets, and the sun shone silver. The girl suddenly sang in a wonderful voice: "The waves of the Yellow River are surging, and the water of the north flow is roaring." The sound of the water is noisy, the carp tuna is tumbling, and the estranged grass is very slender and ......!"

Her voice was louder and louder, and there was an indescribable charm in that timbre.

The pedestrians on the shore were attracted by the singing, and they all leaned their necks out, and when they saw the girl's face, they all screamed: "My God, what a handsome girl!" Some of the teenagers were so stunned that they forgot to hurry, and just froze there.

The girl saw the dumbfounded looks of the boys, pursed her lips and smiled, and stopped singing.

While the passers-by were still indulging in the beautiful singing, the girl just stood up and put on her shoes and socks, and suddenly jumped into the middle of the river, and her body fell to the surface of the water like catkins. Everyone exclaimed in surprise before they could say anything, but they saw that the girl's left foot was like a dragonfly dotting water, and she was up on the duckweed, and another vertical leap had reached the opposite bank, and then her figure disappeared into the artemisia grass, and there was no trace.

The pedestrians by the river opened their mouths, as if in a dream, and after the girl disappeared for a long time, they were still rubbing their eyes desperately, thinking that they had seen a fairy who had drifted away, and they reminisced about it again.

The spring breeze is warm, and the warmth even fills the face of at least the woman. The girl's steps are as light as her heart. She thought of the amazing scene just now, and couldn't help but feel proud in her heart, and secretly thought: "After I go back, I must tell Tianyou about the appearance of those people just now, maybe what he will laugh at!"

Walking out of the wild artemisia field, a green hill appeared in front of him, and by the oak forest at the foot of the green hill, a small thatched house courtyard was in sight. The hut was covered with firewood, the gardens on the roof were full of fruits and vegetables, a bush of wildflowers was also blooming, and the purple petunias crawling on the bamboo fence outside the courtyard were nodding to the girl in the wind.

The girl walked into the courtyard lightly, and was just about to knock on the door, when suddenly her eyes rolled, and she crept to the window, holding back her laughter and secretly looked inside.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, but it is exceptionally clean. On the straw mat against the inner wall sat a child on his knees, and on the low table in front of him lay a scroll densely filled with words, and the child was studying intently.

The girl outside the window frowned, and said secretly in her heart: "Xiao Tianyou, Xiao Tianyou, I'm afraid that you are full of martial arts, and you will not become a dart master in the future, but you will become a martial arts idiot!"

Thinking like this, a sense of loneliness suddenly flashed in her heart, and every time she saw the focused appearance of Tianyou practicing, the girl always felt inexplicably uneasy and sad in her heart. For half a year, Tianyou has been practicing martial arts every day without sleeping or eating, but he always feels a lot more alienated from himself.

Suddenly, the child's right arm moved, one hand into a palm, the body did not move, but pushed out diagonally to the upper right, the wrist shook slightly, only to hear the "bang bang" three muffled sounds, the sound did not subside, the palm was withdrawn.

I saw that the child looked intently ahead, his expression solemn, and after a moment he sighed softly, looking very depressed. It turned out that a thin hemp rope hung from the roof beam in the upper right, and a sack was tied to the hanging end, and the child's three palms just hit the sack.

The girl looked at the child's depressed expression distressedly, and immediately changed her mind, pushed the door in one lunge and shouted, "God bless!"

The child also turned his head to look at her, his expression immediately relaxed, and said with a smile: "Giggles, Sister Xiaohua, you don't practice martial arts well, where did you go to play?"

It turned out that this pair of boys and girls were Ge Tianyou and Hua Ziyao, who had known each other for half a year.

The same passage of time has caused different changes in Ge Tianyou and Xiaohua. Xiaohua is naturally beautiful, likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, and has no distractions. Ge Tianyou's determination and will to take revenge has not diminished, but has increased day by day, and he is anxiously looking forward to practicing amazing martial arts to avenge his grandfather's revenge.

Revenge always makes people desperate, and it also makes Ge Tianyou ignore the girlish feelings of the little flower next to him who is maturing day by day.

Xiaohua pouted and replied: "I don't want to be like you, who only knows how to hold martial arts all day long, and is about to become a martial arts idiot." Talk to it, and ignore me before it's too late!"

Ge Tianyou smiled and said nothing, he didn't dare to quarrel with Xiaohua, even a guy as bad as Li Pojun didn't dare to quarrel with this eccentric and sharp-toothed girl, let alone him.

Xiaohua saw that Ge Tianyou was just smiling stupidly, glanced at it, then jumped on the straw mat and carefully examined the sack, but saw that there were three newly shot palm prints on it, the depth and spacing were almost the same, she shouted happily: "God bless, it's good, the 'Dharma Mahamudra' is already the second layer!"

Ge Tianyou's face was completely unhappy, and he shook his head and said, "After half a year of hard training, the progress is minimal. He pointed to the palm print and said, "You can see that the palm print is of different shades, and the position of the three palms does not overlap, and the palm is intermittent and difficult, which is a sign that you have not seen the way of luck." ”

Xiaohua heard Ge Tianyou say this, and then observed carefully, she also saw that what Ge Tianyou said was true, and couldn't help but be silent.

After a moment, she said softly: "No matter what, the skill has always improved, take your time, you will definitely achieve great success." God forbid, sister believes in you. Besides, you're only ten years old this year, and it's already good to have such achievements in less than half a year of practice, I think it won't be long before you can catch up with me!"

Ge Tianyou shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Take your time, when will it be?" Wait until Long Sanqian dies? Grandpa, he ......" As he spoke, he reacted suddenly, swallowed the second half of the sentence into his stomach, turned his head and pretended to look at the scrolls on the table, not daring to touch Xiaohua's eyes again.

Xiaohua bit her lips lightly when she heard this, and looked at Ge Tianyou with a pair of clear eyes as clear as water, and said softly: "I know that you have a secret in your heart, Brother Pojun saw it very early, but you have to remember that you still have us by your side, don't let hatred control your heart." Didn't Grandma Li tell us that if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, and if you are relieved, you will be at ease!"

Ge Tianyou's heart "thumped", there seemed to be a strange emotion surging, he wanted to speak and stopped, but at this moment, what could he say?

He was afraid of such a feeling, there were many people around him who cared about him and took care of him, but he couldn't tell others the hatred he had suppressed for a long time, he had to precipitate this hatred in the depths of his heart. "Hatred is like poison, the longer it presides, the more poisonous it becomes!" he always remembered in his heart. And now he not only remembers, but also understands the meaning!

[To be continued]