Children's smashing guide [Comprehensive base three]

Chu Liuxiang always thought that his lightness kung fu was already very good, at least he hadn't seen anyone who could catch up with him.But after a competition today, they knew that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and people beyond the people. They did not expect that the seniors of this Beggar Clan not only have excellent martial arts, but also lightness kung fu.

Wu Yin applauded loudly: "It's so light work, it's fun."

"Senior's lightness skills are outstanding, so there is no need to be humble."

Wu Yin waved his hand: "You and I are also destined, and I am not much older than you, so don't call me senior, if you don't mind calling me big brother, it would be nice." Yes, it is indeed fate, come and get it A spring can meet such an interesting young man.

Chu Liuxiang didn't refuse, he also liked the temperament of this beggar gang senior, so it doesn't matter to recognize a big brother: "Okay, big brother."

Time flies, seven years have passed since Wuyin and Chu Liuxiang became brothers.In the past seven years, Ling'er has gained a foothold in the beggar gang step by step, and can complete things well without the help of others, and has a small reputation among the disciples of the beggar gang.

In recent years, Chu Liuxiang's name has been known to everyone in the Jianghu. Some people love Chu Liuxiang while others are afraid of her.

Among the chief rudders of the beggar gang, the young Nangong Ling was digging under a tree with a shovel. His expression was leisurely and his breath was steady. His childishness had faded from his face, his facial features were very delicate, and his eyes seemed to be twinkling. The star, with bushy and neat eyebrows, slightly raised.

He muttered, "Where did Dad bury the wine jar?"

It was obviously this tree that he was talking about, but he had been digging for so long, why he hadn't dug it yet, he really couldn't help but wonder if his father remembered it wrong, but his memory was always very good, how could he remember it wrong.

So, keep digging.

After digging for a long time, he still couldn't find it. Nangong Ling felt a little wronged. Now he can guarantee that his father must have made a mistake. Who would bury wine so deep? Dig down for sure.

Sure enough, after asking about it, Wuyin immediately patted his head apologetically: "Ling'er, my father made a mistake, oh, I'm getting old, and my memory is not good. The wine under that tree has been taken away by me." Dig it out and give it away."

As for who sent it?Nangong Ling knew without thinking that it was Chu Liuxiang, his father and Chu Liuxiang had a good relationship, and every time Wuyin brewed good wine, he would remember to bring him a jar.

"Father, you are only in your 30s, how old are you?"

If his father is considered old, those who are older than Wuyin in the Jianghu will be old and immortal.He felt that his father just didn't want to remember some trivial things. As the saying goes, he is lazy, just lazy.

Nangong Ling glanced at his father's face again, he didn't look like he was in his 30s at all, and people believed him when he said it was his brother.To be honest, many people in the beggar gang felt a little strange that the years seemed to have left no trace on Wu Yin's face.

Every time a Beggar Sect disciple asked Nangong Ling: "Nangong Ling, why do you think the deputy leader is always so young?"

Every time he would answer like this: "I heard that those who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts will have a good face, and the assistant gang leader's medical skills are also very good. There must be a set of recuperation methods."

Speaking of this, Nangong Ling would feel his stomach churning, and his father also gave him a drink to recuperate his body. It was really bad, but his father drank it with gusto.

Wuyin bent his eyes and smiled: "Son, you must not despise me when I am really old."

Nangong Ling shook her head vigorously: "How could you despise Dad?"

In his eyes, no matter how he changes, Dad is always the most beautiful and the most important person.

"Let's go, let's dig wine together." Wuyin shook his empty wine gourd and said.

"Okay." Nangong Ling had already forgotten the fact that he had just been cheated by Wuyin, and continued to dig wine with Wuyin.

There are many places where Wuyin bury wine. After each burial, he will remember a general idea, and then when digging wine, he will find a random place to dig. After digging, he will not remember that it is empty.

The sun in the sky had risen above their heads from the eastern sky, and they hadn't dug up the buried wine yet.

Wuyin frowned and said strangely: "No, I clearly remember that there should be wine here."

Nangong Ling's face was almost as black as the bottom of the pot. Anyone who dug up the wine for so long without digging up a jar would be speechless.

"Father, think about it again." Looking at the pockmarked ground, he really felt sympathetic.

After thinking for a while, Wuyin smiled awkwardly: "I finally remembered where it was."

This time, it was indeed true, really dug up a jar of wine, Nangong Ling looked at the jar of wine and was so moved that she was about to cry, finally dug it up, it was really not easy.In the future, he really doesn't want to dig wine with Wuyin anymore. If he wants to dig wine, he has to figure out where to go, otherwise, if he keeps digging like this, it will really make people exhausted.

Wuyin patted off the dirt on the wine jar and picked it up: "Linger, let's go back to the room and open the wine jar."

"Ah."

At the door of the room, Wuyin had no hands, Nangong Ling quickly stepped forward and opened the door, allowing Wuyin to walk in without hindrance.

After putting down the wine jar, Wuyin took out the utensils for selling wine and tore off the gourd around Nangong Ling's waist, then poured the wine in and said, "Ling'er, you have to go out for errands this time, remember to be careful. Don’t drink too much wine every day, just take a sip.”

Nangong Ling nodded, her eyes were glued to Wu Yin's body, the wine brewed by Wu Yin, Nangong Ling was very clear about the efficacy of this wine, and also knew how many precious Chinese herbal medicines were used in it.If outsiders knew that there was this wine, they would definitely spend a lot of money to buy it, but Wu Yin told him that no one would sell this wine, only for his friends and relatives to drink.

If it wasn't for his trip, Wuyin would not be willing to dig out the wine, if it was buried for a few more years, the effect would be even better.

Wu Yin's movements were very skillful, and he filled the gourd with wine in a short while.

"Ling'er, here it is."

Nangong Ling took the full gourd and held the chubby body of the gourd with both hands: "Father, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down."

He feels that the happiest thing in life is to have his own relatives, and he still cares about his relatives so much.Although he is different from others, he has no mother, only father, but his father is better than other fathers and mothers combined.

After a while, Wuyin took out a special weapon from nowhere, and immediately demonstrated how to use it to Nangong Ling, who was dumbfounded.

That weapon can be changed into many forms, and once it is changed, it is equivalent to changing another weapon. It can be used as a judge's pen, can be disassembled to make a pair of short swords, and can be used as a water-splitting thorn.

Wuyin stroked the weapon softly: "This is the first gift Daddy gave you. Now that you can be on your own, a weapon is naturally indispensable. Although I have a dog-beating stick, I still want to give you another weapon."

Nangong Ling took the weapon solemnly, and there was a faint light in her starry eyes: "Thank you dad, I like it very much."

He has seen the cruelty of the world in the beggar gang, and seen a lot of misfortune. He doesn't know when he cultivated the blessing to have such a father.

He raised his head slightly and suddenly saw the fine lines at the corners of Wuyin's eyes, he was slightly surprised: it turns out that his father is not ageless, and there are fine wrinkles at the corners of the originally smooth eyes.

People will grow old after all, the so-called not old is just aging slower than others, Nangong Ling felt sad for a while, he didn't want his father to grow old, but there was no way to get old, he made up his mind that when he was older, he would not use his father No matter what he does, he will take good care of his father, making him fat and white.

Miaomiao read Nangong Ling's mind: ... Baibai is fat, if Xiaoyinzi knows that he thinks so, will he jump up.

After tidying up, Nangong Ling got on the horse, bid farewell to Wuyin and left the head of the beggar gang.The place he was going to this time was Quanzhou near the sea. Recently, there had been a lot of strange Dongying rogues for no reason.

Wu Yin and Ren Ci didn't intend to let Nangong Ling go, but Nangong Ling asked for his order to go, and they had to agree, thinking that it wouldn't matter if he could go alone now.

Nangong Ling was galloping, and there was a falcon cry from above him, and soon a fat falcon with white feathers rushed down, and when it was about to approach his head, it slowly flapped its wings fly.

"Jiujiu, why are you here, go back."

Jiujiu raised his head high and refused, then quickly flapped his wings, and pecked at Nangongling's clothes with his beak.

Nangong Ling was helpless: "Okay, just follow me."

The feathers on Jiujiu's head seemed to move happily, and the voice of calling was much clearer.Since Jiujiu was born, Nangong Ling has personally taken care of him. Jiujiu has a deep affection for Nangong Ling. Every time he helps Nangong Ling to do tasks together. This time, he didn’t bring it because Jiujiu was injured. Nangong Ling was worried that his injury had not yet Well, I left alone.

But just now, Jiujiu was so healthy that he would go with him if he was killed, there was really nothing he could do.

While eating lunch, Jiujiu obediently landed on the ground and jumped in front of Nangong Ling. Nangong Ling took out the dried meat from the package and handed it to Jiujiu's mouth.

Jiujiu loves jerky the most, especially the jerky made by Nangong Ling himself. When he saw the jerky, Jiujiu's eyes straightened, and he immediately pecked away the jerky and ate it.Nangong Ling looked at Jiujiu's appearance of tilting his head to look at his jerky, and said with a straight face: "I can't eat any more, you see Xiaobai has lost weight."

Jiujiu would not be happy if he didn't give jerky, he flapped his wings in protest.

The wings fluttered, and the dust on the ground covered Nangong Ling's face. Nangong Ling covered her face and coughed lightly: "Chirp! You are too naughty, tomorrow's jerky is gone."

Jiujiu quickly put away his wings and lowered his head as if reflecting on his mistakes. Nangong Ling reached out and touched Jiujiu's smooth feathers and said softly, "Hey, if you eat again, you will really be unable to fly."

One person and one bird looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and the chirping gaze made Nangong Ling feel that he was really a bad guy.

"The last piece." Nangong Ling took out a piece of dried meat and broke off a small piece.

Jiujiu's eyes immediately stuck to the jerky, seeing that he could only get a small piece, it felt a little sad.

The author has something to say: In the next few days, it will only be able to change [-] times a day. If you dislike the short ones, you can fatten them up first.

After the final exam is over, I estimate that the completion will be accelerated by 6000 per day, after all, there is not much time in the next semester.

Really, I still have to do May 23333rd with my younger brother during the summer vacation, and I also need to memorize public basic courses, and I also need to practice to take micro-classes and so on. [-], I suddenly felt that the summer vacation was very fulfilling.