Early the next morning, Xia Qingfeng took Xu Xiaoxiao for a run as usual. The location was of course the back hill full of gardenias.
Since Xia He and Ginkgo followed these two masters, they have encountered so many things that they have never eaten or seen before, which has completely refreshed their outlook on life. Especially when they exercise with their two masters every day. They had never heard of a young lady in the house running and jumping every day, but they met them, and they just like such a master.
Especially the boxing skills that the two practiced. They also fought against each other in private and found them very practical. Madam has no internal strength, but knowing these boxing techniques, she will have no problem against a few ordinary men. Miss, this... hahaha, it's so funny! Every day the madam would put a rectangular cotton pad on her arm and let the young lady kick it.
Today, the young lady is wearing a white training uniform and a ponytail. She is performing every move in style, and her "ha" and "ha" little tits are full of momentum and her tits are fierce.
The movement here attracted the little novice monks who were also practicing in the mountains. Among them was a little boy who was also wearing white practice clothes.
"Hahaha, hahaha!" This demonic voice interrupted Xu Xiaoxiao's practice. Everyone looked for the sound and saw a great monk sitting on a branch of a tree laughing.
The young novice monk below immediately stood up and clasped his palms together: "Uncle Master!" The boy in white stepped forward and saluted: "Master!"
The great monk flew down from the tree, walked up to Xu Xiaoxiao, put his hands under her armpits, lifted her up, looked left and right: "Well, you have good muscles and bones. Little girl, do you want to learn martial arts?"
"In no mood!"
Great monk...
"Puch!" The little boy on the side saw the master looking over and pretended to cough with his fist in front of his mouth: "Master, this girl doesn't want to learn from you."
The mother and daughter looked at the boy who was talking at the same time. They saw that the boy was eight or nine years old. On his tender and white face, he had a pair of big, watery eyes full of smiles. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and straight. A drop of cinnabar mole on the nose and corner of the eye seems to be bleeding.
This tear mole...
Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly stiffened and looked at the boy with red eyes. When the great monk saw that the little girl was about to cry, he quickly put her down.
After Xu Xiaoxiao landed, he hurriedly ran towards the boy, but stopped not far away. He did not dare to get closer and could not say a word.
Xia Qingfeng only thought that this boy was good-looking before, but when he saw Xiaoxiao's abnormality, he also felt that something was wrong. Why did this child give him a familiar feeling.
The boy started crying when he saw this porcelain doll-like sister kicking her legs fiercely in return. He was startled at first, and then felt a burst of distress in his heart. He couldn't help but walk over and squat down. Ask: "Little sister, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Xiaoxiao cried even harder now, and the little boy was so anxious that he quickly wiped her tears with his sleeves.
Xu Xiaoxiao threw herself into the boy's arms and cried loudly.
Xia Qingfeng also saw the mole in the corner of the boy's eye. At this time, she understood Xiaoxiao's mood and felt sad.
The great monk who was laughing and joking just now was also shocked by this scene. He circled around the two children, "Don't cry. If you don't want to learn martial arts, don't learn martial arts. Don't cry!" "
Xu Xiaoxiao didn't listen to her and cried even harder. The great monk rubbed his hands, touched his bare head, and flew away.
The secret guards squatting on the tree didn't know whether they should go down and throw the little milk baby out who was holding his master with runny nose and tears. Their master didn't seem to be disgusted and even patted the girl's back to comfort her. The master usually has a cold temper, but it is rare to see him be so patient.
Just like that, one was crying, the other was coaxing, and there was a circle of monks surrounding it. It was so bright!
After a long time, Xu Xiaoxiao stopped crying, her eyes turned into peaches from crying, and she kept hiccupping.
At this time, the great monk and the abbot hurried over, followed by Master Kongzhi.
Seeing this scene, the abbot thought of the boy's identity, felt a pinch for the girl, and was about to step forward. Kong Zhi coughed a few times from behind and shook his head at him.
Xia Qingfeng quickly stepped forward and picked up Xu Xiaoxiao: "Young master, I'm causing you trouble. This child thinks of his relatives today and is so sad." Then he looked at the boy and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What's the phone number for the fire alarm? "
The boy looked at Xia Qingfeng in surprise: "Madam, what did you just ask?"
"Fire alarm...fire alarm...fire...forget it, it's okay." It seemed that he had recognized the wrong person. "Sorry, goodbye." After saying that, he hugged Xiaoxiao and left.
Xu Xiaoxiao, who was lying in Xia Qingfeng's arms, raised his head and looked straight at the boy, with sadness and nostalgia in his eyes.
When the boy looked at such a female doll, his heart seemed to be stabbed, and he couldn't help but cover his chest. The secret guard suddenly fell from the tree: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, Shadow. Go check the identity of the mother and daughter just now."
"Yes." Then the figure disappeared. The boy was still looking in the direction where the mother and son had just left.
At this time, Kongzhi stepped forward and clasped his palms together: "Amitabha."
The boy hurriedly returned the favor: "Master, why do I feel so familiar when I see this girl? When I see her cry, my heart hurts like a needle pricking?"
"Do you believe in the past and present life? You come here by destiny and leave without destiny. That's how things are in the world."
The boy lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.
Here Xia Qingfeng returned to his small courtyard, closed the door and shouted to a high place: "Cang Qiang, Cang Ji, come out!"
"Madam!" The two of them landed in the courtyard and bowed.
"Who was that young master just now?"
The two looked at each other, and Cang Qiang replied: "The Emperor's grandson."
"Emperor Grandson!" Xia Qingfeng was surprised.
"Yes, Master Yuanyin of Chongfu Temple is the martial master of the emperor's grandson. The emperor's grandson will live here for a few days every month."
"Do you know his name?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked with a thick nasal voice.
"I heard my master mention it once a long time ago. His name is Ling Xiaoyu."
After hearing this, Xu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then tears overflowed again. Xia Qingfeng was also very excited. She hugged Xu Xiaoxiao tightly and said after a while: "Okay, thank you!"
Soon, the two disappeared.
Xia Qingfeng entered the meditation room, and Xia He came in with a basin of water, wetted the handkerchief and handed it to Xia Qingfeng.
Xia Qingfeng took the handkerchief and wiped Xiaoxiao's face while ordering: "I want to talk to the lady. You don't need to stay here. Go have breakfast! Also, don't disturb us yet."
"Yes!" Xia He walked out and closed the door gently.
As soon as the door closed, Xu Xiaoxiao sat up and said, "Mom, I think he is Ling Xiao."
"Don't worry, we just have the same tear mole, and we can't find any other evidence yet."
"No, there's also a name, they're only missing one word."
Xia Qingfeng saw that her daughter's eye circles were red again, and quickly comforted her: "However, it is very likely that this person is Xiao Ling. After all, the two of us have also traveled through time. Let's go find the space spirit." After that, he took Xu Xiaoxiao into the space. .
