"In that case, I will spare you this time." Nezha, with a little face, stepped back and just wanted to put the bow and arrow and suddenly felt a magic gas coming from her previous arrow destination to Chen Tang at a high speed.
"Send you another favor!" Speaking, Nezha jerked his bow and turned his arrow toward the southwest, and the second blasting arrow broke away instantly.
This arrow, Nezha’s half-strength, went around the red light to disperse the ten-mile magic fog on the fast-changing way and went straight to the skeleton mountain bone hole in the hundreds of mountains.
In the cave, there was a one-armed woman with a pale face and black clothes. There were some scattered stones on her side. She was clutching her left arm and shoulder, and was about to close her eyes and adjust her breath until the injury was healed. Then she found an arrow to avenge the brokeback. Suddenly, there was a monster shouting outside the door, "There is another disaster for the empress-ah-"
An arrow wrapped in a cold red light pierced the door and shouted that a magic thing went straight through the hole and rushed to the woman in black. She was on guard this time and raised her hand to resist the arrow.
Chapter 17 Chapter 17
At the beginning, I was sent by Excavate to throw away Nezha Li San Li Si. I received a letter from my hometown and learned that my mother had died at home. I resigned and went home with Excavate. Before I left, I thought of Mrs. Yin when I was sad in these year-end days, so I told her in detail about throwing away Nezha in the past, emphasizing that they were throwing people at the edge of the mountain road.
When Mrs. Yin heard what Li San and Li Si said, she went to Loi Wo Temple, the largest city in Chaoge, and made a vow to ask Nu Wa Empress to bless her to find a child, so she never touched the animal and enjoyed it all her life.
If it were that simple, Li Jing would burn incense every day and thank himself for being far away in West Kunlun for the blessing of Master.
But he never thought that this delicate lady who had learned some half-hanging spells from him would run away from home and not send a letter home.
Excavate couldn’t get away from Chen Tang, so he sent Jin Yi Mu Yi to find someone who was not easy to find in the mountains and forests, but instead asked Mrs. Yin to give a filial piety and call back.
Splendid flowers in cloth, bordeaux horses in donkeys, Mrs. Yin eating, drinking and exposing the sky, thick beds, asking and meeting everyone, tossing and turning in mountains after mountains.
In summer, the stars catch the moon, and in winter, it’s windy and snowy.
Mrs. Yin always believed that her child was still alive and that she would find her child in this vast world sooner or later.
The Li family went belly-up, and Qianyuan Mountain was happy. Nezha’s stagnant water generally lived in waves after Ao Bing joined, and she had a very leisurely life.
Every now and then, I took Ao Bing to climb trees to catch birds and fish, and occasionally took some out to miss a real Taiyi, and then left him behind. So when she chanted for the first time that Taiyi was shut up for too long, people really came back that night, and she was shocked to watch Nezha overnight with a six-or seven-year-old child.
The child was dressed in rags and hid behind Taiyi’s real person, revealing a small head and looking at Nezha timidly.
Nezha looked at the child for a long time, holding the bamboo slips, and his hands trembled slightly. He came up with a result that she was unwilling to believe that she was careful to prove, "Master, didn’t we say to close it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmaster will cough you up and let you get started? "
Expelling from his legacy is tantamount to starting a career. Nezha is really talking more and more!
Taiyi real people looked at Nezha’s reading at night by candlelight, and when he heard Nezha’s opening, he was relieved. He smiled kindly and approached Nezha kindly, and then raised his hand and grabbed Nezha’s ear.
"Smelly little teacher sneaked back to see you save the child from the rogue. I named him Jinxia ~ I brought it back to you by the way to save you from practicing yourself."
"Jin Xia Tong Er, this is the brother Nezha that the teacher told you on the road." Taiyi called the child to Nezha and made an introduction. "Come and call someone."
Jinxia timidly shouted "Senior Martial Brother"
Jin Xia recognized the person Taiyi reality and whispered a few words with Nezha, and hurried away in the night.
Since then, Nezha has had one more thing to do besides practicing and practicing Aobing, that is, to teach this younger brother to read and write. Jin Xia was surprised by Nezha’s worry and good care.
Teach him to read, learn to read, teach him to practice, and ponder the mind. When you eat, you don’t pick anything. When you eat bamboo shoots, you eat fruit.
Jinxia’s own words are that there are mountains, brothers, clear ink and many, many little friends. Compared with the past, it is like a fairy.
In a hurry, time flies like water, and in three or two years, it is September again.
Early in the morning, Nezha’s thoughts are floating on the couch outside the cloud nine. According to the law that Ao Bing meets Qianyuan Mountain every seven days, should Ao Bing come today?
Seven-year-old Flat Peach, Seven-year-old Night Pearl, Nine-year-old Jiao Ren Tears, Ten-year-old Golden Bell, Eleven-year-old Amulet, Twelve-year-old Heng Ting Jade and Thirteen-year-old Bi Shuizhu are all floating in her mind. Although there is no regularity in Aobing’s gift giving, Nezha began to look forward to this year’s gift early.
Aobing didn’t disappoint Nezha in the early morning. At noon, he rushed to Qianyuan Mountain from the East China Sea. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Nezha coming out of the room with cuff links. He bowed his head and smiled and asked, "Nezha, what’s your neck?"
"Master gave me peace." Nezha covered her face with red silk and green beads and looked up slightly at Aobing. She found that the other party was nearly a head taller than herself. She just got up from her cage, and she was a little depressed and wanted to study how Aobing’s height grew so fast.
This angle is just right!
"Don’t move."
AoBing say suddenly close to a few steps sideways slant head staring at Nezha for a long time, like thinking of what unconsciously will lip Angle hook up straight to see Nezha has always been a confused little brain flush.
Nezha asked, "But what’s wrong with me?"
"Nothing." Ao Bing hung on the corner of his lips and smiled and spread his eyes. "I was still thinking about what to send this year, but now I know."
I have something to say.
Guess what happened to Ao Bing? Guess what gift Ao Bing will send to Nezha (manual funny).
Ps is not what I want to be short, but what I want later! Pull! Sense! Love! Line! Yes!
Chapter 18 Chapter 18
Aobing clear and pure eyes stared at Nezha for a long time, and Nezha felt a little strange and uncomfortable, and his cheeks were slightly hot.
"What?"
Nezha lip-synching asked and bowed their heads and picked up a roll of bamboo slips from the case, and quickly stepped out of the David and sat on the rattan chair of the grape trellis.
Shadows well block the hot sun, and the breeze blows the green vines, adding a touch of coolness to this afternoon.
Aobing stepped out of the cave against the sun and laughed. "This is a secret."
Nezha caressed the bamboo slips, reading them carefully, and occasionally looked up at her and said a few words.
In the evening, distinguish between ink and skipping jinxia.
"How was Santai’s practice today?"
Aobing shook his head and said, "I watched Nezha all day."
"Three Tais, three Tais," Jin Xia leaned out a little head from behind Qingmo with a roll of silk cloth, and said expectantly, "Please help me to see if my painting of Qingmo’s brother looks like him. He said I painted him ugly."
"Let me see." Aobing greeted Jinxia and took the silk cloth to open it. "Well, the black and white appearance is round and chubby, leaning against the shade to eat bamboo shoots."
"The eyes are very similar, too. How can Brother Qingmo feel different?" Jin Xia touched her head and looked up at Qing Mo. "I look like it!"
Nezha turned his eyes from bamboo slips to silk paintings and really said, "You have to recognize this color again."
Jin Xia’s eyes suddenly grew a mist and muttered, "Brother Jin Xia saw that Brother Mo’s color was too monotonous."
"It’s very similar, which can show the naive characteristics of iron eaters." Ao Bing got up and spread the silks on the rattan chair. In the eyes of the child who was wronged with sparkling tears, he smiled and affirmed, "Jin Xia, look, the lines are well outlined, but it would be better if the indigo eyes were changed to black."
Nezha didn’t encourage children to be creative consciously and methodically, saying, "Everything in the world has its own aesthetic feeling. In pure black and white, more than one pen and less than one pen will suddenly destroy harmony."
Jin Xia wiped her eyes and wrote "Know"
"Well" Nezha nodded and handed the bamboo slips in his hand to Jin Xia "to finish reading this volume"