The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Mother, mother!"

Little Yang Guo ran in front and ran all the way home.

Feng Ji and Li Mochou followed behind. Before they even entered his yard, they could already smell the strong smell of Chinese medicine.

Feng Ji immediately guessed that Mu Nianci was seriously ill.

Li Mochou quickly followed Yang Guo into the courtyard, only to see that the courtyard was very simple and awkward, with drafts leaking from all sides of the thatched house.

Inside the house, there were waves of women's coughing sounds.

"Guo'er, cough, cough, cough... you... are you going to fight with others again?"

The woman's voice was quite stern, and she seemed to be very angry at Yang Guo for making a move.

Yang Guo has followed his mother since he was a child, and has been looked down upon by others. Although he is young, he is very sensible.

He didn't dare to refute his mother, so he lowered his head and coaxed her: "Mom, I fell at the intersection, I didn't fight with anyone."

"How dare you lie! You...you cough cough cough..."

"Mother, mother, don't be angry, Guo'er knows you're wrong, Guo'er knows you're wrong."

Xiao Yang was not afraid of anything but his mother. When he saw his mother was so angry that she couldn't stop coughing, tears suddenly flowed down her face.

At this time, Feng Ji and Li Mochou also came to the door.

Seeing Yang Guo being scolded, Li Mochou quickly stepped forward and explained, "Sister, I don't blame the child. A group of children just bullied him."

As she spoke, she looked at the woman in front of her.

She was said to be a woman, but she looked to be in her early twenties, with fair complexion and beautiful appearance.

I don't know if it's because she gave birth to a child, but her figure is a little more mature than her peers.

However, she is beautiful, but there is a touch of gloom on her face, and there is a sick look on her fair face.

She was secretly surprised: "I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful woman in this small village."

Li Mochou was surprised, while Mu Nianci opposite him was even more surprised.

She looked at Li Mochou carefully, and saw that Li Mochou was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, high chest, slender waist, skin color as good as snow, and picturesque features.

In all her years in Lin'an, she had never seen such a beauty.

"Of all the people I've seen, I'm afraid that the only one who can compete with this girl in appearance is Miss Huang from Peach Blossom Island."

As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, she immediately became alert and looked at the tall Feng Ji next to Li Mochou.

I just feel that Feng Ji is too tall. She is a Jiangnan girl. She is petite, but she is also 1.65 meters tall. Among the Jiangnan girls, she is considered tall.

Although not as tall as Li Mochou, it is still almost the same.

But compared to Feng Ji, who is nearly two meters tall, he still has to look up.

Feng Ji was as oppressive as a hill in front of her, which naturally made her fearful.

"I wonder who you two are?"

She looked at the two of them and spoke slowly.

Li Mochou said: "Little girl Li Mochou, this is Feng Ji. The two of us were passing by here and saw this child being bullied. We couldn't bear it, so we stepped forward to help."

Yang Guo also took the initiative and said: "Mom, I begged them to come. They are dressed luxuriously and they are not ordinary people at first glance. I thought you were ill for a long time, so I begged them to come and take a look at you."

Mu Nianci was angry, but she also knew that this was her son's filial piety. Now that there were outsiders here, she couldn't reprimand her son, so she could only whisper: "I know my own illness, and it cannot be cured by medicine or stone. You two Take the trouble.”

As she said this, she looked like she was seeing off a guest.

Li Mochou frowned, feeling that she was being unreasonable. He had good intentions to help their mother and son, but she had such an attitude.

Feng Ji saw that Li Mochou was a little angry and couldn't help but smile, and suddenly said: "Is this lady's surname Mu?"

Mu Nianci was suddenly startled and looked at Feng Ji, a little surprised: "You...how do you know my last name?"

Feng Ji smiled again: "Not only do I know your surname is Mu, but I also know who this child's ancestors are. His surname is Yang, and his ancestor is after the general of the Yang family?"

Mu Nianci was surprised again and looked at Feng Ji in disbelief. She really didn't know how the man in front of him knew this?

Feng Ji chuckled: "Can this kid know martial arts?"

Mu Nianci hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Guo couldn't bear it anymore.

He has listened to village storytellers telling the legendary story of Yue Wumu since he was a child, and the story of the Yang family general is even more familiar to him.

However, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by his peers since he was a child. He has no father and his life experience is pitiful.

But he never thought that one day, someone would tell him that his ancestor was actually the general of the Yang family. In addition to being ecstatic and shocked, he was even more excited to regard Feng Ji as a senior master.

Without waiting for Mu Nianci's reply, he quickly shouted: "Uncle, I have never learned martial arts."

Feng Ji couldn't help but laugh, looked at Yang Guo and asked, "Then do you want to learn?"

"think!"

Yang Guo blurted out, but then thought of something and quickly looked at his mother Mu Nianci.

But when he saw that Mu Nianci didn't look good, he felt something was wrong and quickly lowered his head.

Feng Ji looked at Mu Nianci and said with a smile, "Madam, you don't want this child to learn martial arts?"

Mu Nianci remained silent, her heart in confusion.

Feng Ji also saw her thoughts. When she was young, she watched her husband Yang Kang go astray, and was afraid that her children would go astray and be unworthy of the teachings of her adoptive father Yang Tiexin.

Therefore, it is better not to let the child learn martial arts or to participate in martial arts disputes, thinking that in this way, even if the child is cunning, even if he learns badly like his father, he will not be so bad and will not cause any great harm.

But now that the child is getting older, she loves little Yang Guo. She is not in good health, and she is afraid that she may not be able to survive for long. If little Yang Guo is left alone without martial arts, how can she live?

That's why she felt complicated at this time and didn't know what to do.

Feng Ji saw what she was thinking and said with a smile: "Madam, it is said in "Warring States Policy" that parents who love their children have far-reaching plans."

"How can you just watch the descendants of the Yang family become street gangsters in the future?"

Mu Nianci was shocked, looked at Feng Ji, and murmured his words.

"Parents who love their children have far-reaching plans...I...I..."

She lowered her head and looked at little Yang Guo, and saw that his appearance was very similar to that of her late husband Yang Kang. However, he did not live the life of Yang Kang, and instead had a shabby face.

Her eyes suddenly turned red and she choked with sobs: "Guo'er, mother is a useless woman..."

When Xiao Yang Guo saw his mother crying, he was startled. He thought he wanted to learn martial arts, so he annoyed his mother. He immediately hugged his mother's legs and cried: "Mom, I don't want to learn martial arts anymore. If you don't want me to learn martial arts, I won't learn it." Now. Don’t be angry, wuwu..."

The mother and son hugged each other, which was very touching.

Li Mochou couldn't help being infected, her eyes were slightly red, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked, "Madam, why don't you let this child learn martial arts?"

Mu Nianci choked up and said: "I...I am worried that if I am not alive, he will not learn well and go astray and become a bad person."

"If he had not learned martial arts, his evil deeds would not have harmed the country and society."

Li Mochou was stunned and didn't understand why Mu Nianci had such strange thoughts.

As a parent, who doesn’t hope that their children will be well, and who doesn’t want their children to be successful?

Why does this person only think about his children doing less evil things?

"Sister, you...why do you have such thoughts?" Li Mochou couldn't help but call her sister, bringing the two of them closer.

Mu Nianci's eyes were red, tears were falling, but she refused to speak.

Others couldn't understand it, but Feng Ji knew the reason very well.

Mu Nianci was so badly hurt by Yang Kang that she was already a shadow.

She was afraid that her children would follow her deceased husband's temper, so she acted like this.

Feng Ji sighed, shook his head and said, "Madam, do you know the story of Meng's mother's three moves?"

Mu Nianci was stunned. She was a child of the world, so how could she have so much knowledge and experience?

Can't help but shake his head slightly.

Feng Ji said: "Meng's mother is the mother of the sub-sage Mencius. It is said that Mencius lost his father when he was young, and Meng's mother raised Mencius independently."

"It is said that the Meng family lived near the cemetery at first. Mencius was young, and he was playing among the tombs and actively building burials. Meng's mother said: 'This is not the place where I live,' so she left."

Mu Nianci thought deeply and said, "The child is still young. When he sees the funeral procession, he likes to learn and play by the side?"

Feng Ji smiled and nodded, and then said: "Then the mother and son were staying near the market. Mencius was playing about selling business on the street. Meng's mother said again: 'This is not the virgin I live in."

Li Mochou couldn't help but asked: "Meng's mother moved to the city near the market, and Mencius learned how to sell goods from merchants?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "After that, Mencius and his wife moved again. They set up a crocodile to play in the palace next to the school. They bowed and retreated. Meng's mother said: 'You can really live with my son.' So they lived there. Mencius grew up. , learn the six arts, and die as a great Confucian."

Mu Nianci and Li Mochou immediately understood.

Mu Nianci said: "Are you saying that what a child will learn in the future depends on the people around him?"

Feng Ji pointed at a pot of flowers outside the house and said, "Children are like the soil in this pot. Whatever you sow, that's what it will grow."

"You are worried that little Yang Guo will be a bad student, so you don't teach him martial arts. Then why can't you educate him well?"

"No one is born a bad person. The environment has a great influence on a person's growth."

"He has been hanging out with rogues all year round. There is a high probability that he will become a rogue in the future."

"If you live with upright and generous people all year round, you will naturally become a chivalrous person."

Mu Nianci was stunned. As a first-time mother, how could she understand these educational principles.

All I know is that the son follows his father, and Yang Kang is ruthless and full of lies. He was afraid that Yang Guo would be like this in the future, so he naturally didn't dare to teach him martial arts.

Now when I heard Feng Ji's words, I couldn't help but feel shocked.

She suddenly realized that her son might not grow up like his father.

Looking at Feng Ji and Li Mochou, she pursed her lips, pulled Xiao Yang Guo over and said, "Guo'er, kneel down."

Little Yang Guo didn't know why. He glanced at his mother and saw that her mother looked serious and did not dare to disobey him. He immediately knelt down in front of Feng Ji.

Immediately, Mu Nianci also knelt down and choked with sobs: "I am a stupid woman from the countryside. I don't know how to teach a child. Today, I listened to your words and learned how to raise children. It is profound and profound. Please be kind to Mr. Feng and accept my child. I I would like my children to worship you as their teacher."

Feng Ji waved his hand, and a soft inner force suddenly lifted up Mu Nianci and Yang Guo.

Mu Nianci's heart suddenly shook. He felt that Feng Ji's inner strength was soft and deep, which was rare in this world. He admired him so much that he became even more determined in what he was thinking.

Feng Ji did not agree directly, but looked at Yang Guo and said with a smile, "Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Yang Guo looked at the tall Feng Ji, pursed his lips, and suddenly said: "Uncle, can I ask you to be my adoptive father?"

His words immediately stunned the three adults present.

Mu Nianci was shocked and said quickly: "Guo'er, what are you talking about?"

Yang Guo turned around and said excitedly: "Mom, every time I go out, those people bully me, saying I have no father, and calling me a wild child!"

"I don't want to be a wild child, I want a father, I want a daddy!"

His eyes were red and he was very excited.

Mu Nianci's eyes suddenly turned red. She also knew that Yang Guo was looked down upon and bullied outside because she did not give her child a complete home.

At that moment, she turned back to look at Feng Ji, with red eyes, and begged: "Master Feng..."

Feng Ji also didn't expect that little Yang Guo would show up like this, but it can also be seen that although Yang Guo is young, his temperament has already been set. His personality is similar to that of his mother Mu Nianci, and he is resolute and very independent.

Although Mu Nianci looks weak on the outside, she is actually soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Deep down, she is a very strong master.

It is evident that she can stick to her righteousness and persuade Yang Kang to change his ways several times.

After Yang Kang died, Guo Jing and Huang Rong met her and invited her to live on Peach Blossom Island.

She also declined politely, preferring to raise her children alone rather than relying on others.

This shows that she is very strong and has a tenacious temperament.

In this regard, Yang Guo inherited her character perfectly.

Feng Ji looked at Li Mochou and asked, "What do you think?"

Li Mochou asked strangely: "This child wants to make you his adoptive father. What do you ask me for?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "He worships me as his foster father, won't he have to call you his foster mother in the future? Of course I have to ask you."

Li Mochou's pretty face suddenly turned red, with two blushes staining her cheeks, and she was extremely shy.

"You hate it, but you're talking about business!"

She couldn't help but give Feng Ji a gentle slap, full of shyness.

When Mu Nianci saw this, she felt sad and couldn't help but think of Yang Kang.

Feng Ji turned his head at this time, looked at the mother and son, and said with a smile: "In that case, little Yang Guo, I will adopt you as my adopted son. You, mother and son, can come and live with me in the future."

Mu Nianci quickly said: "I won't go."

Feng Ji looked at Mu Nianci and said, "Your condition still needs to be recuperated. If it continues, I'm afraid it will become more and more serious."

When Yang Guo heard this, he immediately shouted: "Mom, if you don't go, I won't go either."

Li Mochou also advised: "Sister Mu, can you rest assured that you are not watching over this child?"

Several people tried to persuade her, but Mu Nianci had no choice but to agree.

At the moment when Mu Nianci was packing things at home, there was actually nothing to pack.

The house has only four walls and only some clothes can be brought.

Li Mochou didn't even let them take any clothes with her. She said she would go to the street to buy some fine satin fabrics and make new clothes for Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was sweet-mouthed and like a sister, which made Li Mochou very happy and doted on little Yang Guo.

Mu Nianci could see that Li Mochou really liked Yang Guo, and she couldn't help but feel relieved.

Next, Feng Ji found someone to buy five pairs of boys and girls from Yahang, and then took them all back to Treasure Island.

Back on the island, Feng Ji asked people to wash the children and put them into new clothes.

Suddenly these children were all clean and looked brand new.

He accepted these boys and girls as his disciples, and taught these children the foundation of internal energy in the "Nine Yin Manual".

This "Nine Yin Manual" was obtained by Feng Ji when he was in the world of "Yitian".

This martial arts is also a Taoist classic, and the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes can even improve the qualifications of these children.

Yang Guo was naturally among them. He was very talented and could learn everything quickly, and he was even more popular with Li Mochou.

Feng Ji handed the "Nine Yin Manual" to Li Mochou, and then asked Li Mochou to teach them.

Li Mochou was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and she was at the age where she wanted to be a teacher. She happily took over these tasks, training her children every day, and having fun on the island, which really added a lot of life to this Treasure Island.

When Mu Nianci saw this scene and saw Yang Guo playing with the children, he was very happy. He was even more grateful to Feng Ji and Li Mochou.

That day Feng Ji came to Mu Nianci's residence.

But he saw Mu Nianci wearing white clothes, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance.

After a few days of rest, her body recovered a lot.

The complexion is much fairer and the skin is much more hydrated.

Sitting by the window, lost in thought, like a Taihu fairy, with a melancholy temperament.

Feng Ji knocked on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

Mu Nianci came to her senses, stood up quickly, and said, "Mr. Feng, you are here."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "How many times have I told you that you can call me Feng Ji here, the island owner, or brother Feng? Young Master is too harsh."

Mu Nianci's face turned red, she opened her mouth, and finally said: "Brother Feng."

She was embarrassed to call him by his first name, it would be too rude.

Calling him the island owner seemed a little awkward. After much deliberation, he could only call him Brother Feng.

She was just secretly curious. Feng Ji looked young, but his conduct and conversation were far beyond his age, and he was richer than some of the old scholars she knew.

I don't know how old he is, but thinking about it, being his brother should be enough.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "That's right. Come on, stretch out your hand."

Mu Nianci's face, as pink as jade, blushed again.

This sounds a bit ambiguous.

However, she understood that Feng Ji didn't mean that, so she gently rolled up her sleeves, revealing a jade lotus root-like arm.

Feng Ji put his hand on her pulse gate and felt her pulse.

With the light touch of her fingers, Mu Nianci couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even her jade neck turned a little red.

Feng Ji felt her nervousness, and his hands felt smooth, as warm and soft as freshly baked tofu.

He couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't be nervous, just think of me as a doctor."

When Mu Nianci heard this, she became even more shy and nodded awkwardly: "Thank you."

Feng Ji checked her pulse these days, but she still couldn't let go.

After all, she has never been touched by the opposite sex in all these years.

Feng Ji's magic power slowly penetrated into Mu Nianci's body along his fingers, and began to swim along her meridians.

There is no separation between medicine and martial arts. As early as the late Qing Dynasty, he learned good medical skills.

Now that he has embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, Mu Nianci's five elements of energy in his body and the symptoms of stagnation in his lungs are even more clear at a glance.

The magic power travels through the opponent's body, firstly to explore the situation inside Mu Nianci's body, and secondly, to help him nourish his heart.

However, this made Mu Nianci suffer.

Feng Ji's magic power was powerful, and after entering her body, it was like a stream of heat, walking inside her body.

It made her feel as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring. Her pores dilated and every organ was relaxed. She couldn't help but want to moan a few times, but she was embarrassed.

He had no choice but to endure such a strange feeling, biting his red lips, a layer of mist looming in his beautiful eyes.

Under the white skirt, her slender legs were tightly together, and her breathing was slightly quickened.

Feng Ji observes his nose with his eyes, his nose with his mouth, and his mouth with his heart, trying to be as focused as possible.

But she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "What a beautiful widow."

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