In the blink of an eye, another three years passed, and at this time Ling Lingqi was already eight years old! Now his height was almost one meter four, the same as a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. The two heelers, Zhao Youju and Zhao Qingqing, are a head shorter than him. The two little guys are convinced of Ling Lingqi, Ling Lingqi's life has been extremely nourishing in the past three years, and his national art cultivation has not fallen, and now he has entered the early stage of Ming Jin, even ordinary three or five strong men are not his opponents.

Behind Zhao's mansion is a hill, in the dense bamboo forest, at this time there is a half-sized son, he is standing in the middle of the green bamboo forest, and the eight-figure horse is standing extremely upright. Now he is practicing Taijiquan, opening the bow with his left and right hands, and switching from Wujishi to Taijiji, which can accommodate Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth.

If someone is watching, you can find that this little boy who looks only twelve or thirteen years old, every move and style is full of the style of the great master of martial arts, with the breeze blowing in the bamboo forest, his fist becomes as if it is integrated with the bamboo forest, the subtlety of Taijiquan has long been known in the heart, how can the punch not be elegant!

Half an hour later, the little boy completed his work, and finally entered the dantian, and only after a while did he open his eyes and spit out the turbidity in his chest. It was early in the morning, so it didn't appear in the bamboo forest. This little boy is naturally Ling Lingqi.

In the past three years, he has been cultivating diligently, and he has finally achieved a small success! However, now his meal has also become larger, and he has to eat three bowls of white rice at the end of a meal, which is equivalent to the meal of three adults. This situation has also attracted the attention of the Zhao Mansion, especially Ling Lingfa and Zhou Ziling, the two husbands and wives have such a son as Ling Lingqi, so they are naturally regarded as treasures.

Regarding their son's different body shape and amount of food from ordinary people, the couple thought that their son had some disease at first, after all, no one had ever seen it, and they had never even heard of it, one meal could eat three children the size of an adult, and Ling Lingqi was very tall and strong, eight years old was equivalent to a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

Not only that, Ling Lingqi also showed unusual intelligence, whether it was endorsement or behavior, it seemed that it did not match his immature age, just like a little adult! The husband and wife invited several doctors, but after those doctors saw Ling Lingqi, the diagnosis results were the same, Ling Lingqi was not only not sick, but also his health was very good, whether it was qi and blood or meridians.

Of course, Ling Lingqi's reputation has also spread, after all, his unusual situation will always arouse the curiosity of some people.

However, Ling Lingqi knew that his nutrition was still insufficient, and he must know that cultivating national arts, refining and refining qi required a lot of food, especially meat, and even some masters of national arts could eat a cow a day, which showed that the martial artist ate a lot.

The Ling family didn't have that much money, so Ling Lingqi ate a few catties of meat every day!

Fortunately, there is a little girl like Zhao Qingqing, who also sends some meat such as chicken thighs to Ling Lingqi from time to time.

As soon as Ling Lingqi finished her work, Zhao Qingqing, the little girl, ran into the bamboo forest, and she was still holding a bag of things in her hand, which were seven or eight meat buns! Zhao Qingqing knew that her brother Ling had to eat a lot of food, especially meat, but Mr. Ling didn't have that much money for him to eat.

Ling Lingqi couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth when he saw Zhao Qingqing bringing him meat buns again, Zhao Qingqing, the little girl, always likes to follow him and pester him to make some fun things, such as spinning tops, iron hoops and other gadgets. But Zhao Qingqing is very good to his eldest brother, and he will take out any good things to share with him.

"Qingqing, slow down, be careful to slip on the ground, don't fall!" Ling Lingqi hurriedly greeted him.

"Brother Ling, take it and eat it, are these buns enough?" Zhao Qingqing looked innocent.

Ling Lingqi hurriedly took the bun, and then replied while eating it: "Enough, enough!" Not to mention, Zhao Qingqing, this little girl looks different from her brother Zhao Heju. Zhao Youju is completely a stupid child, although it is not too ugly, but it is not good-looking, and he will definitely not become a handsome guy when he grows up. But Zhao Qingqing, this girl, looks very cute, with fair skin, big eyes, delicate nose, and full mouth, she must be a beauty embryo when she grows up. It is the same mother's womb, how can the gap be so big!Ling Ling sneered.

Zhao Qingqing, who was on the side, couldn't help but giggle as she looked at her brother Ling's gobbling up. Not to mention, this little girl looks better when she smiles, and the two small dimples on the sides of her cheeks look particularly cute.

When Ling Lingqi finished eating, Zhao Qingqing grabbed Ling Lingqi's sleeve and begged coquettishly: "Brother Ling, you can make me a fun toy! Well, I want the kind that can fly into the sky." ”

Ling Lingqi knew that this little girl wanted bamboo dragonflies to play, and Ling Lingqi used gadgets like bamboo dragonflies to conquer the two brothers and sisters Zhao Youju and Zhao Qingqing. As the saying goes, eating people with soft mouths and short hands with short hands, I ate the little girl's buns today, if I don't meet her requirements, I can't say it.

Ling Lingqi smiled and said, "Okay, you have a good look, my brother will make it for you!" Fortunately, making bamboo dragonflies is simple, and it is completely made of local materials in the bamboo forest, and it can be done in a few minutes.

Break off a piece of bamboo, then use a knife to cut off one of the pieces of bamboo, about fifteen centimeters long, and then cut into two opposite bevels, like a helicopter propeller with two blades. In fact, the helicopter was invented on the principle of the bamboo dragonfly. Then use a bamboo skewer about 15 centimeters long as a handle and insert it into the middle of the paddle. Ling Ling's seven or three times five divided by two was done.

Zhao Qingqing, the little girl, kept squatting next to her and watched seriously. When Ling Lingqi finished the bamboo dragonfly, the little girl couldn't wait to grab it, and then rubbed her hands, and the bamboo dragonfly really spun and flew into the air.

At this moment, there was an anxious call from outside the bamboo forest, it turned out to be Zhao Youju, this kid!

"Qingqing, are you in there?" Zhao Youju's tone was full of anxiety and sadness.

Ling Lingqi heard that something was wrong, could it be that something big had happened to the Zhao family? He knew that Zhao Xilu's health was not very good, and he had been sick in bed for several days, as if history said that Zhao Heju lost his father at a young age, could it be that Zhao Xilu was no longer good?

Ling Lingqi took Zhao Qingqing's little hand and ran towards the outside of the bamboo forest! When he met Zhao Youju, he found that Zhao Youju was really hazy with tears, and while wiping his tears with his little hands, he cried: "Big brother, you are also here! Qingqing, Daddy is dying!"