Chapter 93 Little Beggar

Pan Yun saw it all. Although she knew there was nothing between them, Miao Zhen was still young and Wang Xiaojing was just a naughty boy, but...

She looked at Wang Xiaojing's blushing face, and couldn't help but sigh, then turned her head to look at the scenery.

Miaozhen glanced at Wang Xiaojing coldly, then turned her head to look at the scenery with Pan Jun.

Wang Xiaojing was extremely nervous. He opened his mouth, but finally suppressed his rapidly beating heart and called out softly, "Master, Master-aunt."

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen turned around immediately.

Miao Zhen nodded slightly at him and said in a master-like manner, "Since you want to learn Kung Fu, you must learn it seriously. It is useless to just perform the external moves. You must also know how to use force, have strength, and have a stable lower body. I saw that your lower body was unstable just now. If you fight with others, you will fall down with one sweep of the leg."

Miao He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I also want to practice lower body, do horse stance every day, and run with sandbags tied to my body. I am most familiar with this, I can teach you."

Xuanmiao said: "Since you want to teach me, then teach me now. The two of you get off the car and run from here to Yushan County."

Miaohe's eyes widened.

Wang Xiaojing felt guilty for some reason and got off the car silently.

Miaohe had no choice but to get off the car and run with Wang Xiaojing.

Of course, people can run much faster than mules can walk, and the two of them ran to the front in a flash.

Miaohe asked Wang Xiaojing to stand in horse stance while she squatted on the grass and drew circles waiting for the mule cart to come.

She was very depressed, "Why did Fourth Uncle suddenly ask me to get off the car and run?"

Wang Xiaojing remained silent.

Miao He sighed, "Master Junior and Miao Zhen are no longer on good terms with me. They refused to accompany me when I came down to run."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Pan Yun and Miao Zhen running towards her using Qinggong. Miao He jumped up excitedly and waved to them vigorously, "Master Junior, Miao Zhen, I'm here!"

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen rushed forward and stopped in front of her. "I saw it."

Miaohe asked happily, "Are you here just to accompany me?"

Pan Yun: "Yes, we are good to you."

Miao He was about to nod when Miao Zhen said, "Fourth Master asked us to get off the car and practice Qinggong with you."

Miao He looked at Pan Yun and pursed his lips, "You lied to me."

Pan Yun: "Then remember this lesson next time and don't believe everything others say."

"Oh," Miaohe responded, turning to look at Wang Xiaojing, "What about Xiaojing? If we use Qinggong, he will definitely not be able to catch up with us."

Pan Yun: "Since we have taught him both external and internal skills, we can just teach him light skills."

Miao He scratched his head and said, "But how can I teach Qinggong? I am only a mediocre person at it."

Pan Yun: "Just run. Isn't Qinggong the skill of running?"

The three of them ran, leaving Wang Xiaojing to chase after them.

Wang Xiaojing thought he was running fast enough, but they turned out to be so fast that they disappeared in a flash.

Wang Xiaojing was a little desperate.

But after a while, Pan Jun came running back like a shadow.

Miaozhen and Miaohe lagged behind by a few steps, but quickly ran back. The three of them looked at him in silence.

Wang Xiaojing was a little out of breath. "I, I have tried my best."

Pan Yun said: "You are breathing incorrectly. Let me teach you."

Pan Yun taught him how to breathe and regulate his breath, which was actually a method of practicing internal energy, but he just couldn't learn it.

Pan Yun refused to admit that he had not taught well, thinking that he had no talent, and simply said, "Just hold your breath, don't let it out, and breathe through your nose."

Wang Xiaojing understood and nodded.

The four of them started running again, but it was Pan Yun and the other two who were chasing Wang Xiaojing.

Wang Xiaojing saw them approaching from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but quickly move his legs.

He thought he was very fast, but the trees on both sides flew backwards and he felt that the shadows of the trees were blurred. What did this mean?
That means he is fast!
But he didn't know that Pan Yun and Miao Zhen were just looking at him in silence, seeing that his speed was even slower than the first time.

The three of them stopped, Miao He wanted to cry but had no tears, "What should I do? I can't teach him, will Fourth Uncle punish me?"

Miao Zhen: "A rotten tree cannot be carved. Forget it. Practicing Taoism requires talent, practicing martial arts also requires talent. As a human being, you still have to learn to give up."

Pan Yun said: "It's just two times, let him try again."

Wang Xiaojing stopped panting, his breathing uneven.

Pan Yun: "As soon as I heard the breathing sound, I knew you were breathing through your mouth."

Wang Xiaojing: "But how can I suppress my mouth-free breathing when I'm so tired?"

Pan Yun: "Try pressing your tongue against the roof of your mouth."

Wang Xiaojing followed her example and pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth. His breathing through his nose became rapid, but his heart felt better. Soon, his breathing calmed down and his body felt less tired.

Wang Xiaojing widened his eyes in surprise.

"You'll do the same when you run later, and find the right pace when breathing..."

Pan Yun broke it down bit by bit and taught him, and asked him to jog for a while first, so that he could slowly get used to the breathing method...

Miaozhen and Miaohe were standing aside bored. When they saw Fourth Master and the mule cart appear in their sight, they immediately called out, "Little Master, Fourth Master is coming up."

Pan Jun asked Wang Xiaojing to put it into practice. This time the three of them slowed down and did not use any light skills. Instead, they just slowly followed Wang Xiaojing.

They ran for about a quarter of an hour before stopping. Miao Zhen looked back and saw Xuan Miao and the mule cart were gone again. "I suspect that Fourth Master Uncle deliberately slowed down the mule cart and made us run all the way to Yushan County."

Pan Yun was full of love for the world at this moment, and didn't mind at all. He even said to them: "This is the training given to us by the Fourth Senior Sister. We should be grateful."

Miao Zhen and Miao He looked at each other and finally asked in a low voice: "Little Master, what happened to you in Da Zhouzhuang before? Have you changed since you came back from Da Zhouzhuang?"

Pan Yun: "Do you think I have become divine?"

Miaozhen:......

Miaohe: "Divinity?"

Pan Yun looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a sincere expression, "Today I am no longer the ignorant and arrogant me of the past. I feel that I have found the Tao, and I will definitely be able to cultivate the Tao and become a god in the future."

Miaozhen and Miaohe smiled. Their familiar junior master had returned. It was a close call.

The four young men half ran and half walked to Yushan County.

Miao Zhen stopped and asked, "Waiting here for Fourth Uncle?"

Pan Yun shook his hand and said, "I'm extremely hungry. I won't wait any longer. Let's go eat first and then go to the pharmacy to look for someone."

This time they went down the mountain to buy medicinal herbs for body training, so they had to go to the medicine shop.

The four of them decided to go find something to eat near the pharmacy.

As he approached the pharmacy, Pan Yun saw a little beggar sitting next to a restaurant.

She was thinner than before and was saying nice things to everyone who passed by, but no one was willing to stop and give her money.

"Master Junior, let's eat dumplings. I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time."

Pan Yun came back to his senses and looked in the direction Miao He pointed. It was a noodle stall on the roadside that sold not only noodles, but also dumplings and wontons.

She nodded, led the people forward, and said to the stall owner: "Give me five bowls of dumplings."

Miao He hurriedly said, "Master Junior, the dumplings at his restaurant are very big, and I can only eat one portion."

Pan Yun said: "I have another friend who I want to treat to a meal."

Miaohe: “Who is it?”

Pan Yun waved to the little beggar across the street.

The little beggar kept her eyes and ears open. Ever since Pan Yun and the others appeared, she had been following them out of the corner of her eye. When she saw Pan Yun waving at her, she immediately got up from the ground and ran over, calling sweetly, "Little sister!"

Pan Yun pulled the stool out and gave her half of it. "Sit down. I'll treat you to dumplings."

The little beggar quickly glanced at the stall owner and smiled brightly at Pan Yun, "Thank you, my goodness. Miss Sister is so kind. Just give me a bowl of dumplings. I'll eat at the foot of the wall. I'm dirty and it would be bad if they get on Miss Sister's clothes."

Pan Yun: "Don't you recognize me? You once gave me a piece of cake. I was much dirtier than you at that time. Come, sit down."

The little beggar recognized Pan Yun and her eyes widened. "You, you found your way home?"

Pan Jun nodded, "My family went to buy medicine at that time."

The little beggar looked at her enviously, "That's great."

Pan Jun smiled at her and asked her to sit down.

The little beggar carefully placed his bowl at his feet, pinching his fingers helplessly as he waited for the dumplings.

Pan Yun asked her, "You look so young, how old are you?"

"Seven years old."

"Then I am older than you," Pan Yun said, "How long have you been away from home?"

The little beggar tilted his head and said, "I don't know. I only know that I have lived through three winters and three years."

The little beggar glanced at the others and asked curiously, "Are these all your family members?"

Pan Yun nodded, "Yes, we are from the Taoist temple."

The little beggar was disappointed when he heard this, "You are from a Taoist temple, so you don't have a home either?"

Pan Yun was silent.

In theory no, but in practice yes.

The little beggar thought he understood and comforted her, "Don't be sad, they don't deserve such a good daughter like us."

Pan Yun asked: "Who told you this?"

"Grandma," the little beggar said, "Grandma said that we, the abandoned children, are treasures that our parents cannot get. Whether we are boys or girls, we are all treasures."

Pan Yun whispered, "She's right."

The stall owner brought five bowls of dumplings. Although he glanced at the little beggar for a moment, he did not chase her away. When he put the bowls down, he also put a bowl with two extra dumplings in front of her.

Although the stall owner cleared the dishes and added more soup, Pan Jun could see through it at a glance.

She smiled, said nothing, and asked the little beggar, "Do you have enough to eat?"

The little beggar nodded repeatedly, "That's enough, that's enough."

After eating the dumplings, the little beggar had a good impression of Pan Yun. Knowing that they were here to buy medicinal herbs, his eyes flashed and he immediately put down his chopsticks and said, "I'll take you to my house. My mother-in-law also knows how to collect herbs, and I have herbs at home, too."

Pan Yun thought for a moment and was about to nod, when Xuanmiao arrived driving a mule cart.

She glanced at a few people silently, and Pan Yun immediately shouted: "Stall owner, another bowl of dumplings, a big bowl!"

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)