It was already very late at night, and it was not easy to teach martial arts, so Zhou Zhiruo walked back to the cabin to sleep.

Zhao Yu also leaned on the side of the boat and took a nap. This sleep came to dawn. Hearing the sound of Zhou Chuanfu getting up to wash, Zhao Yu woke up leisurely, only to find that Zhou Zhiruo's thin quilt was still covered on his body. He clearly remembered that the quilt was stuffed back to the little girl last night, and he thought that she had gotten up again at night to cover herself back. Thinking about it like this, Zhao Yu felt that it was not too much of a loss for him to teach this little girl a few kung fu.

Zhou Chuanfu smiled and said hello to Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu remembered that he attacked his daughter's chest last night, and felt a little embarrassed, so he got up vaguely and washed up by the river.

After a while, the little girl Zhou Zhiruo also got up and walked out of the cabin. Seeing Zhao Yu again was not as frightened as yesterday, but remembering the embarrassing incident last night, he couldn't help but glance at him, coquettish and angry, and it had become a style.

The three of them had breakfast at the riverside ferry and set out on the journey.

Zhao Yu had already learned from Zhou Chuanfu that from here to the north, it was necessary to enter the tributary through the Han River and reach the south of Xinyang, so the ship could not move forward, so it had to change the land route. This trip, the waterway is meandering, and it takes four or five days to travel fast, and it takes nearly ten days to make a round trip. At present, the army is in chaos, no wonder others refuse to carry Zhao Yu.

Thinking like this, Zhao Yu was a little grateful to Zhou Chuanfu, and decided to teach Zhou Zhiruo well, and the right to repay him. Although she is immature in these styles, and no matter how she practices, she can't become a big climate, but it is still usable to ensure the safety of her father and daughter.

So, Zhou Chuanfu operated the boat in front, and Zhao Yu instructed Zhou Zhiruo to learn martial arts behind the boat. That week, the boatman saw his daughter under the guidance of Zhao Yu, swinging his fists and kicking legs one by one, Xu was touched, and his expression was a little lonely, but the speed of the boat slowed down a little, and he wanted his daughter to have more time to learn martial arts.

Learning martial arts is always a physically exhausting thing, and you must have strong qi and blood to get twice the result with half the effort. Zhao Yu learned martial arts quickly, in addition to nourishing his body since he was a child, he also had a great return to the Dan Holy Medicine to lay a solid foundation, and Kutoutuo prescribed a high-grade prescription to replenish vitality after years of taking it to recuperate, such a profound heritage, the world is rare, but others can't envy it.

And Zhou Zhiruo was already young and weak, and she was not in a position to take care of her body, so she was exhausted after learning for a while, sweating profusely, but she was still stubbornly persisting with enthusiasm.

Zhao Yu waved her hand to let her rest for a while, and said: "Practicing martial arts is a kung fu that has lasted for many years, and it cannot be achieved overnight. If you train badly, it's a big bad thing. ”

Zhou Zhiruo heard Zhao Yu say this, so she no longer insisted, sat on the side of the boat to rest, thought about it and leaned closer to Zhao Yu's side, and asked in a low voice: "What is the name of this martial art you taught me?"

These styles of loose hands are just Zhao Yu has nothing to do, how can he have the leisure to think of a name again, shook his head and said: "I never thought about it, if you have spare time, you might as well come up with a domineering name." When fighting with people, shouting out is famous, and people are directly paralyzed. ”

Zhou Zhiruo covered her small mouth and chuckled twice, and then fell silent thoughtfully.

After two days of sailing, most of the food prepared had been consumed. On this day, Zhou boatman docked his boat on a ferry port and prepared to go ashore to buy food. Zhao Yu was about to go ashore with him, but Zhou Chuanfu remembered that his daughter would be afraid if she was alone on the boat, so she refused.

Zhao Yu didn't insist, and took out some silver money and handed it to Zhou Chuanfu.

Zhou Chuanfu waved his hand to refuse, but Zhao Yu said: "If your sister Zhiruo wants to learn martial arts, her body must be well recuperated." I'll prescribe you a few qi-tonifying herbs, mash them and mix them into the meal, which will be good for her. ”

Hearing Zhao Yu say this, Zhou Chuanfu no longer shirked, but just hugged Zhao Yu hard. He knew that medicinal materials were expensive, and he didn't have any money left over to buy them.

After Zhou's boatman went ashore, Zhao Yu lay on the board, swimming beautifully, watching the little girl Zhou Zhiruo practice the boat, but also felt pleasing to the eye. It's just that I don't know why this little girl seems to be weak, why is she so concerned about martial arts?

He opened his mouth to ask, and Zhou Zhiruo put away her small fist, showing a little pain on her face. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth to tell Zhao Yu his own story.

It turned out that the father and daughter were not close to Hanshui, and their hometown was still in the south. Originally, although the family was not rich, it was also wealthy. Her mother's ancestor was the Xue clan of Xiangyang Wang, and the family moved south after the destruction of Xiangyang City. Later, her parents knew each other and had her.

Hearing this, Zhao Yu couldn't help but nodded, no wonder there was no similarity between her father and daughter's appearance, it seems that the little girl is more like the mother from a famous family. In this way, her mother must have been a woman of great beauty. It's just that in troubled times, a woman's beauty may not be a blessing.

Sure enough, Zhou Zhiruo talked about the drastic changes in her family next. Some Mongolian nobles coveted her mother's beauty and deliberately embarrassed her family. Her mother was unwilling to be humiliated and committed suicide, and although her father was grief-stricken, he could not take revenge, so he had to take Zhou Zhiruo, who was still young at the time, to escape all the way, and finally settled down on the bank of the Han River.

Zhao Yu listened to Zhou Zhiruo talk about this tragic incident, sighed, and didn't know how to comfort him. In the world, there are no few people who have died in broken homes, and new tragedies are inevitable every day. Or is it really only the Han people who redo the lord of Shenzhou to regain the ambition that they have abandoned for a long time.

Speaking of the past, the sadness in the little girl's chest was churned out again, her pretty eyes were full of tears, and she suddenly pounced on Zhao Yu and cried.

Zhao Yu was lying on the board, but this time he couldn't dodge. He used to see this little girl quiet, thinking that he was afraid of causing his father to be sad and hide his sorrow, and it was not necessarily a bad thing to cry so heartily last time. Therefore, he stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Zhiruo's thin shoulder, and muttered, "Cry, cry happily." ”

After a long time, Zhou Zhiruo stopped crying, propped up her arms and sat up. There were tears on her eyelashes, and her eyes were full of mist, like pear blossoms after the rain, and she was miserable. She wiped the tears on her pink cheeks, only to find that her crying had made Zhao Yu's clothes messy and soaked, and her pretty face became blushing.

Zhao Yu turned over and patted his shirt, and was about to say something to hide the embarrassment, but saw the boatman on the shore coming from afar.

After returning to the boat, Zhou Chuanfu saw that his daughter's eyes were red and swollen, and Zhao Yu's front placket was still messy and still wet marks, and his eyes showed a suspicious look.

Zhao Yu didn't explain anything at this moment, and the more he knew what he said, it became a cover-up, so he shrank his head in the strange gaze of Zhou Chuanfu and nestled into the stern of the boat.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know how to explain to her father, so she just stood up and took the vegetables from her father's hand and returned to the cabin.

In the next few days, Zhou Chuanfu's scrutinizing eyes drifted to Zhao Yu and his daughter from time to time. Zhao Yu was still down, but he found that his daughter looked at Zhao Yu with more inexplicable meaning in her eyes, and his mood was inevitably a little gloomy.

Zhou Chuanfu has gone through the world and understands that Zhao Yu is just a passing guest for his father and daughter. After a few days of getting along, he felt that although this young man was not very old, he had a straightforward temperament, a good heart, and high martial arts, and he was a good boy, but after all, he was a person from two worlds. But it is not good to talk to her daughter, all she can do is to slow down the speed of the ship and slow it down. The original four-to-five-day journey reached the seventh day, and it was finally time to part.

Seeing that the ship was getting closer and closer to the shore, Zhou Zhiruo's little face became more and more tense. She didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Zhao Yu in her heart, but when she thought of the imminent separation, her heart hurt a lot.

Feeling that the atmosphere on the boat was a little dignified, Zhao Yu opened his mouth to tell Zhou Zhiruo to practice martial arts well. Before the words could be spoken, he saw a figure suddenly burst out of the reeds by the river, rushing towards him, as if he was about to rush to board the boat.

His heart tightened, and he hurried forward, and when the man jumped onto the boat, he suddenly struck out a palm.

The man was undecided, unable to resist at all, and fell steeply into the river, but he was left in the boat with something caught under his ribs, but it was a little boy. Zhao Yu turned his head and said to the father and daughter of the Zhou family, whose faces had changed drastically: "You go to hide in the cabin, there is me outside!"

He picked up the boy and walked to the stern of the boat, and saw that the man who had fallen into the water was a big bearded man, struggling in the water. Seeing that Zhao Yu was about to throw the boy into the water, he shouted: "The strong man has mercy ......"

This shout was deflated, and the bearded man sank under the surface of the water again.

The boy struggled in Zhao Yu's palm and screamed miserably: "Don't, don't kill my Uncle Chang......"

Zhao Yu was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a sound behind him, and turned around to see that it was Zhou Zhiruo who came out of the cabin again. seemed to hear the child's miserable voice, and he couldn't bear it, and looked at Zhao Yu with some pleading in his eyes.

Zhao Yu is not a ruthless person, but he was annoyed that the bearded man was too rude to rush onto the boat, so he made a gesture to teach him a lesson. Seeing that the little girl could not bear it, she threw the boy into the boat, who was crying, and kicked a rope from the stern of the boat into the water.

The big man climbed onto the boat, didn't care about getting soaked, first hugged the boy into his arms, and then hugged Zhao Yu and said: "Don't blame you for acting recklessly and disturbing the young man." ”

Although Zhao Yu just split this strong man into the water with one palm, he tried to find that the strong man had quite a lot of martial arts skills, and when he saw him acting in such a hurry, he guessed that it should not be a good way. In the past, he didn't mind having a few words with this strong man, but at this moment, the Zhou family's father and daughter were on the boat, so it was not good for them to take risks, so he said coldly: "You get off the boat now, I don't care about it." If you don't linger, don't blame me for being merciless!"

The strong man's face froze, and his expression suddenly darkened. Just now Zhao Yu's palm is strong, even if he is in good condition, he is slightly inferior, and at this time he is seriously injured, let alone an opponent. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then pushed the boy forward and said, "It's not a pity to die, just ask the young man to take my little son." Pity my lord for his unfinished business, leaving only this little bit of blood and blood......"

Zhao Yu listened to this Zhuang Chinese tone and was a rare good man, so he asked: "Where are you coming from? Where are you going?"

The man replied: "In Xia Yuanzhou, I often met spring, and I escorted my little son from Xinyang to the south, and was chased and killed by Tartar officers and soldiers all the way......"

When Zhao Yu heard the word "Yuan Zhou", a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered what Li Chun said that day, and asked, "Are you a subordinate of Zhou Ziwang of the Ming Sect?"

The strong man showed a hint of hope on his face, and said hurriedly: "Shaoxia also heard the name of my family master?"

Zhao Yu originally wanted to see the demeanor of the people in the Ming Sect, but he didn't want to be bumped into by him under such circumstances. Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Boatman walked out of the cabin, either feeling the loyalty of Chang Yuchun, or feeling nostalgic for his life experience, although his face was still afraid, but he still said: "Since I am going south, I can take you on a ride." ”

When Chang Yuchun heard this, he looked overjoyed and was about to say thank you, but he heard Zhao Yu say categorically: "No!"

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