The next morning, the goshawk woke up to find himself lying on a wooden bed with a warm quilt over his body. He turned over and got up, his mind was dizzy, he couldn't remember what he experienced yesterday for a while, he sat on the bed and thought hard for a long time, and then realized: "I'm in Yangzhou City!"

He saw that the rain was lying beside him, curled up, burrowed in the corner, and slept to himself, this big bed seemed to be occupied by himself, so that the rain had nowhere to stay. The goshawk couldn't help it, stuck out his tongue, secretly arched his hand towards the forced rain, said an apology, patted his little cheek again, turned over and got out of bed, pushed open the door, and saw Chang Hai sitting cross-legged in the hall, closing his eyes and spitting out, practicing internal strength.

Goshawk thought vaguely: "Don't disturb him at this time, otherwise if he is afraid, he may even lose his soul." He touched the back of his head, wondering why he thought that.

While he was hesitating, Chang Hai opened his eyes and smiled at him: "Xiaoying, you woke up early, why don't you sleep for a while?"

Goshawk hurriedly said: "Senior brother, I fell asleep yesterday when I was dizzy, and this sleep seems to have been sleeping for a long time, and if I go back to sleep, I am afraid that I will die of sleep." ”

Chang Hai scolded with a smile: "Nonsense!" Seeing that the goshawk's mind seemed to be a lot clearer, he was very happy in his heart, and praised him a few words, but remembering the master's words last night, he knew that this child's qualifications were not good, even if he was in the Xiaoyao Palace, he could only be mediocre in this life, and he couldn't help but be a little unhappy.

He said: "Xiaoying, from today onwards, whenever you have leisure, Senior Brother Weishan will pass on to you the martial arts of our Xiaoyao Palace, you have to study hard and practice hard, you know?"

Goshawk nodded vigorously, hummed, and asked, "What about the forced rain?

Chang Hai was speechless for a while, forced a laugh, and said: "Forcing the rain to follow me to learn kung fu, you practice separately, specializing in martial arts, each is different, senior brother Weishan's martial arts are very high, double the strength, teach the apprentice, but much stronger than me!"

Goshawk Gege laughed, covered his mouth again, and whispered: "Don't let the rain know, he will rob the master with me!"

Chang Hai saw his innocence, his heart was uneasy, but it was inconvenient to say anything, he led the goshawk into the courtyard, and happened to meet Weishan and light shirts walking along the corridor.

Wei Shan had already heard the news, knowing that many acupoints in the goshawk's body were naturally closed, and his qualifications were extremely poor, so the master handed him over to himself to learn the arts, but he was afraid that he would despise himself, and he was unhappy in his heart, his face was not good, and he nodded at the two of them.

The goshawk laughed, ran towards Weishan, and saluted: "Senior Brother Weishan, Senior Sister in Light Shirt!"

The light shirt laughed, stretched out her slender hand, touched the little head of the goshawk, and said: "I haven't seen you for a day, when you look at each other, after a night, why aren't our little goshawks confused?"

When the goshawk heard the appreciation, he couldn't help but be proud, puffed up his chest and shouted: "I have never been confused, my brain is very smart!"

The light shirt kissed him on the forehead, and when he looked up, when he saw Chang Hai, he instantly smiled, his eyes were full of spring, and he said happily: "Senior brother, you are early." ”

Chang Hai nodded and said, "Senior Sister Qing is also early, how did you meet Senior Brother Weishan?"

The light shirt didn't look at Weishan, stepped forward to hold Chang Hai's arm, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I happened to come to you, I bumped into him on the road, he insisted on coming with me, senior brother, let's go in and see how cute Xiao Qiyu looks after he falls asleep?"

Chang Hai answered, smiled helplessly at Weishan, and walked into the house with a light shirt.

Wei Shan's eyes widened, his throat kept swallowing saliva, his expression was anxious, faintly desolate and desperate, his strong body kept trembling, and he wanted to follow up, but a pair of feet seemed to be fixed on the ground.

Goshawk looked at him curiously and said, "Senior Brother Weishan, are you uncomfortable?"

Weishan's heart was on fire, and he had nowhere to vent his worries, and as soon as the goshawk opened his mouth, he became a punching bag. He stretched out his big hand, grabbed the goshawk's shirt, lifted him up, and shook the goshawk in the mouth. The goshawk screamed, covered its red and swollen little face, looked at Weishan with tears in his eyes, and his eyes became confused again.

Wei Shan apologized a little, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but at this moment, she heard a light laughter from the house, and she said: "Oh my God, Xiao Qiyu is really like a jade doll, senior brother, do you think my child can be so beautiful in the future?"

The goshawk looked into the house, and then at the mountain, and when he ascended, he was so frightened that he felt that great disaster was coming. He put the goshawk on his shoulders and said angrily: "Let me teach you kung fu! Let me teach you this waste kung fu!? I am not a waste! I am not a waste! Good, good, good, I will teach, I will teach you to die!"

Weishan strode out of the courtyard, walked quickly from the street, it was dawn, the morning light appeared, there were few pedestrians on the street, the goshawk was covered by Weishan's mouth, motionless, lost soul, at a loss.

The two walked into the simple house where Weishan lived, Weishan threw the goshawk into the yard, the goshawk snorted, only felt severe pain all over his body, hurriedly lowered his head, lay on the ground, and did not dare to look at Weishan's face.

Wei Shan said viciously: "Stand up!"

The goshawk looked at Weishan with his peripheral vision, and the big man was holding a two-foot iron rod in his hand, glaring at him fiercely. He didn't dare to disobey, so he got up tremblingly and stood in front of the mountain.

With a snap, the goshawk screamed in pain, his left hand was hit by the iron rod of Weishan, and it was swollen in an instant, he pursed his mouth, and was about to cry, but the iron rod suddenly came again, hitting him in the mouth, the goshawk's head shook violently, and a tooth was knocked off by Weishan, and the blood flowed for a long time.

Wei Shan shouted fiercely: "I taught! How did you teach? This is the Flying Tiger Stick Method, have you learned it?"

The goshawk panicked and wanted to escape, but the mountain unfolded the stick technique, the shadow of the stick was impermeable, and the goshawk was so young that he did not dare to resist, how could he dodge this big net-like move? In an instant, he was hit by the iron rod one after another, and his heart was in pain, and he screamed again and again, and rolled around on the ground.

Wei Shan was angry at first, and he just wanted to vent, but after a while, his anger declined, and he realized that he had made a big mistake and seriously injured his junior brother. But then he turned his heart sideways, and thought: "Wrong is wrong, I want to be wrong to the end!" He had a violent attack, and the iron rod fell like rain, although it only used half of his strength, he still beat the goshawk all over the body, and his limbs were numb, and after a while, the goshawk lay in the middle of the yard and never moved again.

Wei Shan felt sad in his heart, and thought to himself: "I killed him? I killed a four-year-old doll, my little junior brother?"

Suddenly, he felt a pair of small hands caressing his hair, and he looked up, and in the haze of tears, he saw the goshawk's swollen little face, and the wound dripping blood, looking at him with pity.

For some reason, Wei Shan vaguely felt a soft internal force pouring into his limbs, his chest was cool, and his thoughts immediately surged, his emotions collapsed, hugged the goshawk, and cried loudly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little junior brother, I shouldn't have beaten you." ”

Goshawk smiled: "Senior brother, like me, didn't seem to be very sober just now. It's definitely good now, how can I blame you?"

Wei Shan stood up, for some reason, he felt that this little junior brother was kind and cute, just like his own relatives. But he immediately thought: "We are all brothers of Xiaoyao Palace, and we are relatives. ”

Goshawk said again: "I know, it's because Sister Qingyi and Senior Brother Chang Hai are on good terms and ignore you, so you are unhappy in your heart, so you started crying, right?"

If he had just said this, Wei Shan would have been furious, but at this moment he only felt calm, although he was a little sad, but he felt that the goshawk's words were a little funny.

He picked up the goshawk and said softly: "I'll take you in and heal you, I'll pass on your kung fu, I'll pass on all my kung fu to you." ”

Goshawk said: "You have just passed me the stick method, I haven't learned it yet, why do you want to teach me new kung fu?"

Wei Shan didn't want to go, shook his head, walked into the house, took out the gold sore medicine, carefully checked the goshawk's injury, and was taken aback for a moment, when he just started, although he left his strength, but the stick method was vicious and abnormal, even in the face of adults, he could beat it to disability, he originally expected that the goshawk must have broken several bones, as for the internal injuries and bruises, it was also countless, but at this time, he found that the goshawk was only suffering from some skin injuries, at first glance, a little scary, but in fact it was not a big problem.

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't know the essentials, but he said that his attack was lighter than expected, and he was a little relieved in his heart, and immediately smeared medicinal wine all over the goshawk's body, and muttered: "Little junior brother, senior brother, I am really not a thing, I have a big temper, poor kung fu, ugly looks, and stupid brains, so I am really useless." A waste like me is still cruel to you, alas, I might as well die. ”

Goshawk said, "You have a big temper? Aren't you treating me now?"

Wei Shan smiled bitterly: "That's the injury I made, you really don't blame me?"

Goshawk said: "You beat me, I can't go away in my heart, and I will only love me more in the future, how can I blame you? ”

Weishan laughed and said, "Little slippery head, why didn't you see you so sharp yesterday?"

He used to be in love with the light shirt for many years, and he has been restless, and his soul is not possessed by the body, but he only feels that the light shirt is smiling, and every move is like a supreme decree, and it seems to be an ecstasy demon, and his heart is either full of love, or inferiority and self-abandonment, or jealousy and resentment, or idleness. But at this moment, he seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and many things that were difficult to give up in the past were insignificant at this time.

He said: "Little junior brother, I won't hide it from you, the master said that your qualifications are too poor, and you can only learn kung fu from me, a reckless and stupid person, although I know the internal skills of the Xiaoyao Palace, but if I teach you, I am afraid that you will go crazy and kill you." If you follow me, you will have to learn some martial arts, and as for the superior martial arts, such as the 'Yeming Gong' and 'Sanhua Palm', I'm afraid I will be able to do it in this life."

Goshawk said: "As long as you are willing to teach me skills, no matter what, I will learn happily, and no matter how hard and tired I am, I will be happy." Senior brother, the kung fu they teach may be powerful, but after practicing, I'm afraid it will make people crazy, just like you were just as scary. If I learn, what's the benefit?"

Wei Shan squeezed the goshawk's little hand, feeling both guilty and relieved.

Many years later, when Weishan faced the light shirt that was close away, looking at the bloodshot red eyes and murderous expression of the light shirt, he understood what the goshawk said at this time, and unintentionally told what a terrifying truth.