My Daoist Life

　　 "Teacher Lin, this person robs us of our fish, and he wants to beat us." Huang Shulang immediately complained.

　　 Ma Jindong also quickly reported to the teacher: "This bald head is not a good person at first sight. He specifically bullies our children."

　　 "Forget it, let's go back." Teacher Lin said, everyone in Bajiao Village dispersed.

　　 Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong both stopped attacking, and the bald Luo Kai could finally climb up from the river. He had been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face. His whole body was covered with mud, making him look more like a mud man. But I saw Luo Kai looking resentfully at Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong, and even Teacher Lin.

　　 When I walked towards Teacher Lin and the others, I staggered deliberately and kicked the pebbles that Huang Shulang had just thrown on the ground.

　　 "Whoo!"

　　 The stone actually made a whirr.

"what!"

　　 Poor bald-headed Luo Kai finally caught a poplar tree on the shore, but was accurately hit on the forehead by the pebbles. Luo Kai let out a scream, loosened his hand, and fell into the mud again.

　　 "Huang Jingyang!" Teacher Lin glared at me.

　　 "Teacher Lin, I didn't mean it." I naturally have to pretend to be innocent. A kid who can't perform is not a good kid. Which kid like me doesn't cry and make trouble?

　　 "Go back and clean up you." Teacher Lin is not too good to lie. Mainly because I kicked too accurately.

　　 I won’t regret it, some things should be reported now. I am a child from home, so I don’t have to worry about it for ten years. The child's family is to have grudges not to stay overnight.

　　 Teacher Lin felt that our temperament was a bit violent through this incident, which might not be good for the future. Although that bald head is not a good person, she feels that using violence to control violence is not what a first-grade elementary school student like us should do.

　　 I don't quite understand why Teacher Lin is so nervous. For me, a child, I can't do anything to lose. Things are pretty good today. We did not suffer.

　　 "Huang Jingyang, what do you use to learn Kung Fu?" At night, Teacher Lin asked me to sit in front of her and asked me seriously.

　　 I am a first grade elementary school student, do I need to consider such a profound question?

　　 However, when Teacher Lin asked me this question, I have to think about it. For children of our age, isn't Kung Fu to be a hero? In martial arts TV series, heroes can go up and down. How exciting is this kind of life?

　　 "You can be a hero if you have kung fu. No one dare to bully me. Whoever bullies me, I will beat him." I said after serious thinking. After I finished speaking, I looked up at Teacher Lin.

　　 "Being a hero is a good thing. But do you know what a hero is?" Teacher Lin asked again.

　　What is a hero? Isn't it simple?

　　 "Heroes are martial arts high and strong, able to go high and high, **** the strong and help the weak, and the heroes are righteous." I said.

"Yeah. But this is not a hero, at best, it can only be regarded as a capable person. A great chivalry is for the country and the people. If you practice martial arts just to avoid being bullied, and to be able to show off your power, then you are wrong. You are just a martial artist, not a hero. The hero must first know right from wrong. Know the righteousness...."

　　Ms. Lin’s words made me listen to the cloud. Is it really appropriate to tell a child like me such a profound thing?

　　 "Teacher Lin, what you said is so reasonable. Next time I call both Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong, can you teach us a few?" I asked.

　　 Teacher Lin couldn't help me because she also remembered that I was a primary school student in the first grade.

　　 In the next few days, Teacher Lin was in no mood to educate me. The drought in the village is already in full swing. He Miao was almost dry enough to catch fire. I can even feel that flame in the air. The irritable vitality swept between heaven and earth.

　　 I have no way to change all this. The villagers tried every means to rescue the disaster, but even the Dama River was drained and there was no way to save all the farmland.

　　 Let alone rain, there is not even a cloud in the sky. The blue sky hadn't started to be valuable in that era. The people in the village only hope that it will rain soon.

　　 In the past few days, Teacher Lin's words have been echoing in my heart. Hero, that's a height that the kid can't refuse.

　　 I think if I can make it rain, I should be able to become a hero.

　　 So I ran to my yard and used my vitality to condense the water characters of Oracle bone inscriptions without money. The water character was originally the image of the ancient witch recording rain. This kind of graphics was not created by witches, but discovered. The cracked texture of the tortoise shell can predict good or bad, and can predict rain or shine. Oracle has a mysterious connection with the movement of stars and the evolution of heaven and earth.

　　 The vitality water condenses one by one, and the air feels more moist. I can feel the rainwater gathering between heaven and earth. However, when I stimulated the word rain, the expected rain did not come, but a water mass the size of a washbasin condensed on top of me. I looked up and was taken aback. The water ball suddenly lost control and landed on my head, drenching me all over.

　　 I don’t quite understand this result. The power of the oracle bones condensed with vitality is several times higher than the seal script, but this time the result is obviously completely different from what I expected. The character of vitality and rain in oracle bone inscriptions seems to be less powerful than seal script.

　　 I don’t believe in evil, one after another, the vitality rain is released, but the result is that my yard becomes a little muddy. And the vitality in my body has been exhausted by me.

　　 Teacher Lin was also taken aback by the situation in the yard when he returned home.

　　 "Huang Jingyang, why don't you cherish water so much. It's all wasted in the yard. Now the whole Qiushan County is suffering from severe drought, and you are still wasting precious water resources."

　　 I did not speak, and the young heart was deeply shocked. I want to be a hero for the country and the people, but I find that I can only be a worthless kid. This gap between reality and dreams makes me unable to adapt.

　　Ms. Lin was busy making suggestions to the villagers during this time, but the drought was too serious, and any human wisdom was so pale and weak in the face of disasters. The county has decided to deal with the officials of the Water Resources Bureau and the responsible cadres of the reservoir. But it doesn't help.

　　 Just when everyone was a little desperate, the old camphor tree branches at the entrance of Bajiao Village swayed. got windy! The sky also slowly began to gather clouds. Everyone felt that it was going to rain!

　　 After these few days, the vitality I lost that day has finally been made up. In the air, I felt the breath of azure blue water vitality. There seemed to be a flash of lightning in my mind. The words of vitality and water in the oracle bone inscriptions that I condensed that day were not weak. But there is not enough water vitality to supply. It is like a match. Without putting firewood in the stove, how can the fire of the match ignite the raging fire in the stove?

　　The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, the weather is getting darker, but the rain shows no sign of falling.

　　 "God, let's rain a little bit! If it rains a little bit, the seedlings in the UU reading www.uukanshu.com field may be saved." Grandpa said to the sky and always.

　　 I quietly walked out of the house and walked to the place where the water is strongest. The air is already very humid, but there is no rain. The closer to the Dama River, the stronger the water in the air. When I walked to the edge of the big river, I could clearly feel the air sticking to my body in the air, and there was a feeling of soaking in water.

　　 My heart suddenly entered a wonderful state, which seemed exactly the same as the feeling I had when I first saw Oracle that day. I suddenly realized the mysterious connection between the law between the world and the oracle. I suddenly jumped up on the river bank like dancing, dancing and singing. The vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by me, and the dark clouds in the sky began to gather frantically over the Bajiao Village.

　　 I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, I do everything by instinct. A dance that I have never learned, a rhyme that I have never learned, but it can bring together the vitality between heaven and earth.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The rain that the people of Bajiao Village had been waiting for for a long time finally fell. The crops in the farmland were finally saved. And my fish pond was also saved.

　　The dried big Majiang suddenly spewed a stream of sweet springs, and when it came out, it splashed several meters high.

　　 The people in Bajiao Village celebrated the rain like a holiday, but when I woke up, I found myself lying on the bank of the Dama River. The water of the Dama River has been able to flood the calf.

　　 I even forgot what happened just now. I even forgot why I appeared here.

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