Chapter 130 Separation

In fact, Xiaomeng was still thinking too much. Zhang Xiaohua was just feeling it. He had no playmate for girls since he was a child. These ten days were the weakest period when his body was the weakest. Suddenly, a girl of similar age took care of him and spoke with him. She felt very good. Naturally, she would think about what she felt after a long time. How could he know what he and what he feels now? Of course, he didn’t know what “love is just beginning to begin”.

Then, Zhang Xiaohua said: "It is a fate to be able to save you in this wilderness. However, today I don't know when I will meet you? Judging from Master Jingxuan's meaning, you must practice martial arts well. When your martial arts are successful and you are in a heroic and righteous world, you may be able to meet you."

Xiao Meng thought for a while and said, "Brother Xiaohua, I don't know which sect Master is in. Can you tell me where you are?"

Zhang Xiaohua said silently, "I have not joined any sect, and I can only practice some incomplete boxing techniques. I have told you all other things. It is better if I don't say it."

Alas, poor Zhang Xiaohua, why don’t you know the girl’s worries at all? Can’t you say one more thing?

However, it was his behavior that made Xiao Meng feel that he was unique.

Xiao Meng nodded and said, "I know that Brother Xiaohua is from Lu Town and lives in Guozhuang, that's all."

Then, Xiao Meng bit her lower lip, and her hand was kept behind her back. She reached her eyes and said to Zhang Xiaohua with a trembling voice: "Brother Xiaohua, I don't know when I will meet today. This is what I found in my purse. I can't remember what it comes from. However, I look a little kind, and I guess it is my own thing. I will give it to you now, as a souvenir."

When Zhang Xiaohua looked carefully, she saw Ruyu's tender horn holding a pair of beads. She was shocked and waved her hands repeatedly and said, "How dare I collect such a precious thing?"

Xiao Meng said angrily: "What's so precious about this? Is it because it's valuable? But even if it's worth a lot of silver, no one uses it. If you throw it anywhere, how much money is worth? But even if it's worth something, someone cherishes it. It's not more precious than something that no one wants? If you don't want it, I'll throw it into the river."

After saying that, he was about to throw it away. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohua quickly said, "Don't throw it away, I want it." He quickly took it with his hands, muttering to himself: "This is worth four or five taels of silver, it's a pity to throw it into the water for nothing."

Xiao Meng could not hear his thoughts, and when she saw him take it, she smiled sweetly.

However, then, Zhang Xiaohua flipped through her body, then took out her toy sword in embarrassment and handed it to Xiaomeng. Xiaomeng for some reason reached out to take it, but unexpectedly the toy was very heavy. She almost slid to the ground without paying attention. Xiaomeng used his strength to hold it in her hand, and then she heard Zhang Xiaohua say apologetically: "The ancients said good things, it's not polite to me. I searched all over my body. This is just this thing, and I'll give you a souvenir."

Xiao Meng looked at this extremely heavy and dark thing, laughing and crying, and said, "How can I take such a 'expensive' thing?" The word "heavy" is pronounced very heavily! Zhang Xiaohua scratched her head, spread her hands, and said, "But I only have this one thing."

Xiao Meng saw that he gave it to her sincerely, her eyes rolled and she said with a smile: "Then I will accept it. However, this little thing is too heavy. I will hold it inconveniently, so I will place it in you first?"

After saying that, he handed it over with difficulty. Zhang Xiaohua tilted her head and thought about it, then took it and said, "Then it's a matter of one word. This thing will be yours from now on. I'll just keep it for the time being."

Xiao Meng nodded with a smile.

But Zhang Xiaohua put the sword in her arms and still felt it was not suitable. She tilted her head again, thought for a while, patted her forehead and said, "I have it."

Then, he took out one of the pair of beads in his hand and handed it to Xiao Meng, saying, "You gave me this beads. Even if it is mine, I will divide you one more. How about half of us?"

After hearing this, Xiao Meng's face seemed to be dripping blood. Looking at the beads on her hand in front of her, it was not right to pick them up, nor was it not right to pick them up. She just wanted to give her the first playmate in her memory, but this little flower seemed to have misunderstood something. If the man and woman each took one of the beads, what would it become?! What does it mean? Is Zhang Xiaohua hinting about something? Should I answer or not? Do I want to explain it to him? I have such a slight affection for Zhang Xiaohua, but it is not so good!

It seems that whether this is connected or not is a problem!

However, immediately, Zhang Xiaohua's words fell into her ears: "This pair of beads should be worth four taels of silver. I will keep half of them, which is only two taels of silver, so I feel safe."

Xiao Meng's face was not red before she could fall. She glared at Zhang Xiaohua fiercely, stamped her feet, snatched the beads from Zhang Xiaohua's hand, and said angrily: "You are safe, you are dead head."

After saying that, he turned around and ran back to the cottage.

Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but be stunned and murmured: "Aren't you doing fine just now? I kindly gave you a pearl flower, why did you become like this?"

Then, Zhang Xiaohua subconsciously looked at the sky and muttered, "It's not raining this day, why are you in a hurry to go back? You don't have to collect your clothes."

Until the evening was resting, Xiao Meng had a cold face and did not give him any smiles. Zhang Xiaohua didn't know why she offended others.

When Zhang Xiaohua woke up the next day, she found a small cloth bag on the side of the kang. When she opened it, she saw some scattered silver inside. She couldn't help but feel a little warm, and at the same time she had a hunch of bad feelings. So she held the cloth bag in her hand and hurried out. Sure enough, the house was gone, and Master Jingxuan and Xiao Meng left before dawn.

Zhang Xiaohua was holding a warm cloth bag in her hand, and she knew in her heart that Master Jingxuan is such a good person. She had already given some silver yesterday. Now she is leaving, and she is still afraid that she will not have enough. Next time she sees her, she must pay the money twice as much.

However, he did not notice that the cloth bag with silver was exactly the handkerchief that Xiao Meng used on weekdays! It was normal. As long as he was with Yinzi, this guy could only look at Yinzi.

Zhang Xiaohua stood at the door of the cottage, stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and returned to the house with regret. The master set out and must have been here for his own house. It must have been to say goodbye, but he could not wake him up. I guess he was surprised. It would be better to leave quietly without taking away a cloud, so as to avoid any more tears in his eyes and choking.

At this time, a person dozens of miles away was also thinking: "Why is this little flower sleeping like a pig? No matter how she screams, she won't wake up?"

The cottage where the three of them appeared on weekdays suddenly lost two people, and loneliness increased greatly. During this period, Xiao Meng was always around him and often spoke. Although Master Jingxuan did not appear in the cottage on weekdays, Zhang Xiaohua would always see her sooner or later, so she felt that there were people on weekdays. Today, she was the only one who stayed alone in this cottage, and she felt bored in a moment.

Since Zhang Xiaohua recognized her calligraphy, she has been using her reading to make her spare time. Where did the books come from in this simple thatched cottage now?

So he came to the open space in front of the cottage again, trying to set off his posture and practice the Beidou Shenfu, but just after he made a few moves and made some movements, a severe pain came from his body, so he had to stop in a cold sweat on his face.

What should I do?

However, Zhang Xiaohua then saw a small hill not far from the cottage and had a new idea.

I have been here in this cottage for a long time, but I have never taken it for a few steps. It is still the same now, so it is also a good thing to go for a walk in the back.

So, not long after, Zhang Xiaohua took a small stick found from the cottage, used her left hand to lean on it, and turned to the back mountain.

But when he had just turned over the cottage, he found that there was a very high hillside behind the cottage. With his current illness, it was difficult to turn over. As a last resort, Zhang Xiaohua walked along the hillside, just looking for a slightly slower slope. Sure enough, after walking forward for a cup of tea, the hillside was slightly slower. Zhang Xiaohua looked around and then carefully climbed up with a small crutch. When he climbed up the high slope, there was another scene in front of him.

This is a flat land full of trees. The bleak winter blew the trees all over my eyes, leaving only bare branches stretching into the sky, and the ground was full of fallen leaves and weeds. The hills seen in the cottage were at the end of the view and at the end of the woods. At first glance, I don’t know how far it is.

Zhang Xiaohua walked along the high slope for a while and found a place to go down, and then she slid down the high slope. The woods were covered with fallen leaves, and it was very comfortable to walk up. Zhang Xiaohua usually looked around and walked forward. There were no birds in the woods, and the "chirping" was very moving. Sometimes there were small animals jumping between the branches. Zhang Xiaohua heard it sincerely. It should be a little squirrel. Even when he walked for a while, he heard the rapid sound of leaves and weeds in the woods. Zhang Xiaohua thought that someone was walking like him, but the sound was rapid and non-sounding. After listening for a while, he suddenly realized that it was probably some little rabbits looking for food for winter.

Thinking of the little animal, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help swallowing her saliva for a while. Life in this cottage is very peaceful, and even meat is saved. She has had many days to smell the fragrance of meat. She is so greedy. If she could catch a rabbit or something and open the meat, how good would it be?

But, her own injuries? Zhang Xiaohua looked at the small crutch in her hand and temporarily extinguished her thoughts.

Zhang Xiaohua walked forward for a while, then looked up at the hill, and was still not far ahead. Only then did she understand the true meaning of the book saying that the horse ran to death when the mountain was running. If she insisted on moving forward, she would be exhausted today.

Just go far away. I just go out and walk around. There is no reason to be tired. I picked up a few dry branches on the ground, turned around and returned.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua thought of a question: Master Jingxuan goes out early and comes back late every day. What is there to do in this place where birds shit every day? However, Master Zheng is very good at light skills, and the scope of activities is naturally wide. Maybe he is looking for something? Maybe he is looking for someone?

Maybe it was thinking about the problem, or maybe it was because of the reason why he went back, so soon, Zhang Xiaohua returned to the front of the high slope. Looking at the high slope that he had to climb to, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but shake his head. What did Master Jingxuan do? Naturally, there was someone's road. Isn't this worrying for the ancients?

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and began her own great cause of climbing.

Zhang Xiaohua, who walked back to the cottage, was already sweating, but her body was extremely comfortable. Life lies in exercise, and the ancients did not deceive me.

The rest of the time was also boring. Zhang Xiaohua took the fishing rod left by Xiaomeng and wanted to go fishing, but there was no suitable bait next to the cottage. She had to learn from Xiaomeng and threw the fishing line in the river, watching the rushing river water, and praying that the fish would take the bait.

It must be because Zhang Xiaohua was not sincere. God did not hear his prayers. Not only did he not send fish, but he also did not catch anything. However, this boring time was just sent by Zhang Xiaohua.

A few days later, Zhang Xiaohua felt good in good health, so she tried boxing again. Although there were many things she could not fully display, her hands and feet became more flexible and she no longer looked sick.

It was cold this day, but Zhang Xiaohua had a problem that was puzzled. I remember that when winter came last year, I was still afraid of the cold and wore a cotton jacket early, but this year I didn’t know what happened. The cold wind was blowing. Although the snowflakes had not yet floated, it was already getting cold. I was still wearing a jacket from Huanxi Villa, but I didn’t feel the cold? What’s so strange.

Is this place already south? It’s not as cold as Guozhuang in winter?

After immersing himself in boxing for a few days, Zhang Xiaohua's problem has not been answered. However, the problem of boxing has been solved with time. Zhang Xiaohua can barely fight a set of Beidou Shenfu. To be honest, this Beidou Shenfu is also magical. No matter how slow or fast Zhang Xiaohua beats over and over again, as long as he hits it again and again, the flow will inevitably appear. Of course, the difference lies in the amount of flow.

In the past, Zhang Xiaohua practiced boxing in a villa, only in the morning, noon, evening, three times, twenty-seven times, and could generate three different flows of different cold and hot flows throughout his body. In the days of the cottage, he did not have to farm, so he spent all his time practicing boxing. However, after his repeated practice, he found that this flow was not unlimited. Zhang Xiaohua practiced boxing ninety-nine or eighty-one times a day, and the whole body was flowing nine times, no matter how Zhang Xiaohua practiced boxing quickly or slowly, he would definitely not come out again during the flow.

Could this flow only happens nine times a day?

In fact, while practicing boxing, Zhang Xiaohua also tried to practice the sword moves taught by Mr. Yu. This time, he was able to kill the old man in black who had excellent martial arts skills in the night attack. It was entirely because of this sword move. Zhang Xiaohua deeply realized the importance of these sixteen life-saving changes. How can he stop practicing well?

Unfortunately, this sword technique is not as good as the boxing technique, and it is basically moving in the air. After practicing for a while, Zhang Xiaohua immediately felt that her body could not bear it and stopped. However, it was not without gain. At the same time, Zhang Xiaohua stopped, immediately thought that if he had made other changes after stabbing into the throat of the old man in black, if he immediately used other changes, then a palm that almost killed him might not have hit him. Of course, this is just an idea, but there is only the change of sword moves, but no change of footwork. This sword technique will always be the heroic spirit of the same death. Zhang Xiaohua's ideological realm is probably far from reaching.

Zhang Xiaohua's boxing technique is a day by day, and his sword moves are slowly practiced, and his body is also like every day. However, the people he is waiting for have no news. No one passes by on land, and even in the river, no ships are coming. Sometimes Zhang Xiaohua is a little puzzled, how did Master Jingxuan find this cottage?

Zhang Xiaohua was muttering a little, were she waiting or not? Maybe she should have left with Master Jingxuan at that time.

Just when Zhang Xiaohua was struggling, the first snow of the New Year finally fell. In fact, Zhang Xiaohua could no longer remember whether it was the New Year or not. However, when seeing the snow, she naturally thought of everything renewed and just treat it as a good omen for the New Year.

Zhang Xiaohua has been to the woods behind the cottage several times since the first time, but they all returned empty-handed. Now it is snowing heavily, which is a good opportunity to hunt. One morning, Zhang Xiaohua took a small cane again and went straight to the high slope behind the cottage. People have a habit, and Zhang Xiaohua is no exception. He took the route he chose for the first time.

When Zhang Xiaohua enters this snow-white world, she not only feels the wonder of fate for the ice sculptures and snow all over the world, but also feels glad that there are many footprints of animals on the thick snow. I guess she won't return empty-handed this time.

However, when Zhang Xiaohua really walked into the woods, she realized how outrageous she was wrong. The thick snow was either spread out as before or there were countless small traces of shallowness. Where can I find the footprints of rabbits and other objects? In this vast land, it seems that only my own footprints came from afar.

Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment, then identified the direction and walked towards the hills in the distance. Maybe there would be her own delicious prey there.

Maybe it was snowing. Along the way, Zhang Xiaohua rarely heard the birds chirping. She probably hid in her nest and was lazy. Just Zhang Xiaohua observed that there were no traces of animals on the snow, but it was nothing strange. The snow was still falling, and maybe it had been buried long ago.

After walking for a while, the hill seemed to be still far away. However, Zhang Xiaohua was determined this time. When she remembered the hunting people there, she did not give up early as before, unless a rabbit could be found in the woods. But the cunning rabbits have always been in three caves, so how could Zhang Xiaohua, who has no much hunting experience, find it?

So, Zhang Xiaohua, who was greedy and greedy, could only travel hard on the snow.
Chapter completed!