"Teacher Lin, this man robbed our fish and even beat us." Huang Shulang immediately complained.
Ma Jindong also quickly reported to the teacher: "This bald man is not a good person at first glance. He specializes in bullying our children."
"Forget it, let's all go back." Teacher Lin said, and everyone in Bajiao Village dispersed.
Both Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong stopped attacking, and bald Luo Kai was finally able to climb out of the river. He had been beaten to a bruised nose and face, and was covered in mud. He looked more like a clay figure. But I saw Luo Kai resentful.
He looked at Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong, and even Teacher Lin.
When I walked towards Teacher Lin and the others, I stumbled deliberately and kicked up the pebbles that Huang Shulang had just thrown on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
The stone actually made a whirring sound.
"ah!"
Poor bald Luo Kai managed to catch a poplar tree on the shore, but was accurately hit on the forehead by a pebble. Luo Kai screamed, let go of his hand, and fell into the mud again.
"Huang Jingyang!" Teacher Lin turned around and glared at me.
"Teacher Lin, I didn't mean it." Of course I had to pretend to be innocent. Children who can't perform are not good children. Which child like me wouldn't cry and make trouble?
"I'll deal with you when I get back." Teacher Lin was not easy to deceive. The main reason was that my kick was too accurate.
I won't regret it. Some things should be reported now. I don't have to worry about the child's family. It's never too late. The child's family just wants to have a grudge and never sleep through it.
Through this incident, Teacher Lin felt that our temperament was a bit violent, which might not be a good thing for the future. Although the bald man was not a good person, she felt that using violence to fight violence was not what first-year primary school students like us should do.
I don't quite understand why Teacher Lin is so nervous. For a kid like me, I can't suffer a loss in anything. Today's things were pretty good. We didn't suffer a loss.
"Huang Jingyang, what do you use to learn Kung Fu?" In the evening, Teacher Lin asked me to sit in front of her and asked me seriously.
As a first-year primary school student, do I need to consider such profound issues?
However, when Teacher Lin asked me this question, I had to think about it carefully. For children of our age, isn’t practicing kung fu to be a hero? In martial arts TV series, heroes can come and go. Such a life
How exciting?
"If you have the skills, you can become a hero. No one dares to bully me. Whoever bullies me, I will beat him." I said after thinking carefully. After I finished speaking, I raised my head and looked 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 this simple?
"A hero is one who has great martial arts skills, can go up and down, fight against the strong and help the weak, and act chivalrously and righteously," I said.
"Well. But this is not a hero. At best, he can only be regarded as a capable person. A great hero serves the country and the people. If you practice martial arts just to avoid being bullied and to show off your power, then you are wrong.
You just become a warrior, not a hero. A hero must first know how to distinguish right from wrong and know what is right..."
Teacher Lin's words made me confused. Is it really appropriate to tell such a profound thing to a child like me?
"Teacher Lin, what you said makes sense. Next time I will call Huang Shulang and Ma Jindong over, can you teach us a few lessons?" I asked.
Teacher Lin couldn't do anything to me, because she also remembered that I was only a first-grade elementary school student.
In the next few days, Teacher Lin was not in the mood to educate me. The drought in the village was already in full swing. The seedlings were almost dry enough to catch fire. I could even feel the breath of fire in the air. The violent energy was in the sky and the earth. plundering between them.
But I have no way to change all this. The villagers tried every means to provide disaster relief, but even if all the water in the Dama River was drained, they could not save all the farmland.
Not to mention rain, there was not even a cloud in the sky. Blue skies had not yet begun to be valuable in that era. People in the village were only looking forward to rain soon.
In the past few days, Teacher Lin’s words have been echoing in my heart. Hero, that’s a level that a little kid can’t refuse.
I think if I can make it rain, I should be able to become a hero.
So I ran to the yard of my house and used my energy to condense the word "water" in the oracle bones for free. The word "water" was originally a pattern used by ancient witches to record rain. This pattern was not created by witches, but discovered. The cracked texture of tortoise shells can foreshadow It can predict good and bad luck, sunshine and rain. Oracle has some mysterious connection with the movement of stars and the evolution of heaven and earth.
The water characters condensed one by one, and there was a sense of moisture in the air. I could feel the rain gathering between the sky and the earth. However, when I activated the rain character, the expected rain did not come, but just A water ball the size of a washbasin condensed on top of me. I looked up and was stunned. The water ball suddenly lost control and fell on my head, making me wet all over.
This result makes me a little confused. The power of oracle bone inscriptions condensed with vitality is several times higher than that of seal script, but this time the result is obviously completely different from what I expected. The power of the oracle bone inscriptions' Yuan Qi Rain character seems to be somewhat more powerful than that of seal script. Less than.
I don't believe in evil, and the energy rain characters were released one after another, but the result was that my yard became a little muddy. And the energy in my body had been exhausted by me.
When Teacher Lin returned home, he was also shocked by the scene in the yard.
"Huang Jingyang, why don't you cherish water so much? It's all wasted in the yard. Now the entire Qiushan County is experiencing a serious drought, and you are still wasting precious water resources."
I didn't speak, and my young heart was deeply affected. I wanted to be a hero for the country and the people, but I found that I could only be a useless little kid. This gap between reality and dreams made me unable to adapt.
Teacher Lin has been busy giving advice to the villagers during this time, but the drought is so severe that any human wisdom is so feeble in the face of disaster. The county has decided to deal with the officials of the Water Conservancy Bureau and the responsible cadres of the reservoir. But But it was no longer helpful.
Just when everyone was feeling a little desperate, the branches of the old camphor tree at the entrance of Bajiao Village were swaying. The wind was picking up! Clouds slowly began to gather in the sky. Everyone felt that it was going to rain!
After these few days, the energy I lost that day has finally been replenished. In the air, I felt the breath of blue water energy. A flash of lightning seemed to flash in my mind. The Oracle energy water I condensed that day It's not that it's not powerful enough. It's that there's not enough water energy to supply it. It's like a match. If you don't put firewood into 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 and darker, but there is no sign of rain falling.
"God, please let it rain a little! If it rains a little, the seedlings in the fields may be saved." Grandpa bowed to the sky and the president.
I quietly walked out of the house and walked towards the place where the water energy was the strongest. The air was already very humid, but it did not form rain. The closer I got to the Dama River, the richer the water energy in the air became. I walked to the Dama River.
When I was there, I could clearly feel the air sticking to my body, giving me a feeling of being soaked in water.
My heart suddenly entered a wonderful state, which seemed to be exactly the same as the feeling I had when I first saw the oracle bone inscriptions that day. I suddenly realized the mysterious connection between the laws of heaven and earth and the oracle bone inscriptions. I suddenly realized
I started dancing like a dancer on the river bank, singing as I danced. The vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by me, and the dark clouds in the sky began to gather crazily over Bajiao Village.
I no longer knew what I was doing, and I completely relied on instinct to complete everything that followed. A dance that I had never learned before, a rhythm that I had never learned before, but it was able to mobilize the vitality between heaven and earth.
stand up.
"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 dry Damajiang River suddenly spurted out a stream of sweet spring. When it came out, it splashed several meters high.
The people in Bajiao Village celebrated the rain like a festival, but when I woke up, I found myself lying on the bank of the Dama River. The water in the Dama River had already reached my calves.
I actually forgot what just happened. I even forgot why I was here.
