Relief

It was not Liang Zhengfu or Liang Zhen who represented the Liang family in the battle, but Liang Ting, the rich son of his family who was famous for his rap.People in Suzhou city said that they enjoyed eating melons.

Xie Zhixu was also very strange, looking at this posture, could it be that the Liang family still doesn't know Liang Ting's true identity?Otherwise, how could Liang Ting be promoted on such an occasion, and it would be known to the whole world that Liang Ting is the decent heir of his family.

No matter what the audience thinks, the two players on the field have reached the base after three drums.

Yueguanshan was still empty-handed and didn't carry a weapon. Under the action of his strong internal force, Heiqiu was flying up and down, forming an arc of energy and pushing towards Liang Ting, who was standing with a gun.

"Oh! The night rain hits the tiles, and the whole surface is empty. Although it looks like a face, the strength is actually concentrated on the point. A little bit can penetrate the stone. In order to prevent all the points of strength, it is necessary to guard against the entire surface. It’s a model of attacking the enemy with eight hundred and one thousand.” Wu Li explained while eating melon seeds.

I saw the silver spear swung under the curved surface, turning into a full moon shining brightly in front of Liang Ting.

"It's a good trick to smoke water! It's very practical to turn noodles into noodles."

"What's the explanation for the thin smoke water?" Xie Zhixu asked.

Wu Li said with a smile: "Thin smoke rises from the water, and the full moon shines in the gun. The ancestor of the Liang family must have been a Confucian general who has read poetry and books."

The impact of two curved surfaces left clear marks on the marble platform in the arena.The silver spear stabbed at Yue Guanshan, but the tip of the gun quietly appeared behind him, silently waiting for an opportunity to stab, Yue Guanshan instinctively dodged, but was still caught by a handful of fur.

"Silver snake wagging its tail! Beautiful!"

There was a round of applause to the van, it was Liang Zhen, who was obviously very involved, and Mrs. Liang nodded.

"Oh, I guessed the tiger's tail," Wu Li gloated, "He annoys others to touch his jacket, and someone is about to get angry."

Yueguan Mountain is known for its internal skills, and the moves are magnificent, chopping wood and flying stones, and smoke and dust are everywhere on the competition stage.When Liang Ting used the spear, what he valued was the word sharp, unstoppable, sharp enough to break through thousands of troops, the tip of the spear was as powerful as a bamboo splitting through the smoke and dust, and went straight to Yueguan Mountain.

A cold air gradually rose on the stage.

"Frost!" Someone with sharp eyes exclaimed.

The stone pattern of the marble countertop is diluted and covered with a layer of condensed white.The temperature in the martial arts field dropped sharply, and the cold wind howled like being on the top of a snow mountain.

Wu Li said: "Look at the white-headed old man's special skill, the white-headed cold internal strength."

The black shadow belonging to Yueguan Mountain on the stage faded inch by inch from the top of his head and became as white as snow. He raised his momentum and attacked Liang Ting again, wrapped in a biting coldness.As soon as the martial field became covered with frost and snow, Liang Ting's movements became a little slow, as if something was wrong.

Xie Zhixu remembered that he had suffered a lot in the Hudao cave, and he was detoxifying and recuperating.Strange, how can I take this competition.

The two fought for [-] rounds, and Liang Ting was gradually on the defensive.There was a lot of wind and sand on the field, and Yue Guanshan used his proud lightness kung fu to climb to the top of the mountain, stepping up the ladder with his hands flat, even the audience on the high platform looked up, it was really like a peak alone.

Wu Li saw it through at a glance: "This is not the top of the mountain, but the moon built by the peaks! Another light kung fu stunt of the white-headed old man! No one can resist the blow with the momentum of a high-rise building, and the moon built by the peaks should be matched ...with..."

A black speck appeared in the cloudless clear sky, and it crashed down like a meteorite, with a force like a thousand pounds.

"Pair it with the Chensha palm spread among the desert bodyguards! It's wonderful!"

Xie Zhixu vaguely remembered that Yueguan Mountain had used this trick to try himself, but at that time he had only climbed up the height of the tree, and although the aura was fierce, it was not one-tenth of what it was when it fell from the sky today. Sitting in the box, he was still shaved so badly that his face ached. , I saw Liang Ting holding the gun quietly, the tip of the gun was between the eyes, the gun was an extension of the person, and the person was the support of the gun.

Unstoppable.Xie Zhixuan suddenly had an idea in his heart.

——He is too strong.

As if in response to this proverb, the black fire meteor hit the high platform of the competition. Amidst the roar, the wooden barrier suddenly collapsed, and the crowd screamed and scattered and retreated.The smoke and dust blinded the eyes, and the sound of stone cracking came from behind the heavy dust.

On the opposite side, Liang Zhen slapped the railing, if he hadn't been held back by Mrs. Liang, he seemed to be about to fly off to save someone.

The dust dispersed, and what I saw was a huge stone pit. There were two human figures at the bottom of the pit, and a black one climbed up first.

There was silence on all sides, waiting for the final and obvious result of the contest.

Hei Ying lowered his head, not knowing what he was looking at, but soon he said it out of his own brain: "Bleeding from the palm! You won."

It turned out that Liang Ting's spear point was stabbing blood when Yueguanshan took a picture of Chensha with his palm.

Whoa!The audience exclaimed!It turned out that Liang Ting won?

I saw another figure at the bottom of the pit holding a gun and slowly pulling himself out of the gravel. He couldn't stand still, swayed, and vomited blood.

"He vomited blood, you won."

Liang Ting's voice announced.

Whoa!The audience exclaimed again.

Wu Li clapped his hands and slapped the melon seeds off his hands.

On the stage, Yue Guanshan suddenly said: "I originally wanted to challenge your mother Qiu Jiangyue. She learned from the Snow Mountain Goddess and practiced ice and snow magic skills, which is exactly the same as my master's unique skills. It's a pity I heard that she doesn't compete in martial arts now? But I can fight with you. It also represents her."

People from all walks of life in the auditorium quieted down and listened.

Everyone was waiting for Liang Ting.Liang Ting finally said: "I represent the Liang family, not an individual, nor can I represent my mother. It is my mother's lifelong regret not to be able to stand in the martial arts arena. Anyone who wants to compete with her should share this responsibility with her." Pity."

Xie Zhixu looked across, Mrs. Qiu and the maid Xiaohe were sitting alone in the Liang family's box, their expressions could not be seen clearly from a distance.

Suddenly, there were scattered applause from all around, and the applause gradually became denser and louder, for this wonderful competition.

Although Liang Ting has no blood relationship with the Liang family, he was able to learn the martial arts of the Liang family and fight on behalf of the Liang family. In the year of Guanzhi, he took the name of Lanzhou in the ancestral hall. Rong and him, the old man and him, and even Mrs. Qiu and him are all because of him.

"Yumu and Zhu, who is Yumu and who is Zhu?" Wu Li stood up happily, the contest was over and he was about to leave. "It can be seen that the answer is different in everyone's mind."

Liu Liu, who is very playful, asked for leave to go shopping, Xie Zhixu pushed Feng Zhichang slowly down the audience stage, the last bustle of Suzhou City ended, and they will return to Qiongshan Villa after a long absence.

The flow of people on the street today is exceptionally crowded, and it is estimated that they all came from the martial arts arena.

The candy painting stall that Xie Zhixu saw outside the Goulan courtyard before was still there. He remembered the lotus flower candy painting that he wanted to give away last time, so he decided to buy another one this time.

Feng Zhichang seemed to have lost interest in sugar painting, and the wheelchair stopped in front of a shop selling inkstone rice paper, beckoning Xie Zhixu to hurry up.Those eyes don't rely on the same root, Xie Zhixu knows what he is thinking - how old is he still eating sugar paintings?

Xie Zhixu: "..."

Did you know that I bought it for myself? !

Wu Li went there with him, and the one who poured the painting was still the original Sugar Man Liu, and even the lines were exactly the same: "Butterflies, dragons, flowers, plants and animals, as long as you can name it, there is nothing that Sugar Man Liu can't draw!"

"A water hibiscus, thank you."

Xie Zhixu paid the money, and sugar man Liu scooped out a spoonful of brown sugar juice.

"It's Shui Furong again." Wu Li curled his lips.

"again?"

"Didn't you notice? There are lotus flowers all over the city of Suzhou. It's a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The sky is endless and the lotus flowers are so red. Although it is written about the West Lake, it is the epitome of the whole south."

"This guest officer is right!" Tang Man Liu responded with a tone of a guest officer's good eyesight, "Lotus is the symbol of a water town. When you see a lotus, you can think of the small bridges and flowing water in the south. It is the only one in our place. You won't find it anywhere else!"

The aroma of the sugar juice simmering on a small fire is sweet and attractive, attracting guests to stop: "Your sugar juice smells not greasy."

Xie Zhixu turned his head to look, and was startled, it turned out to be the sick husband of the Second Miss Hu Zhongdao, the uncle of the Qiu family.It turned out that Qiu's family also came to see today's competition.

"Would you like a copy? Only my old Liu has the secret recipe of sugar juice in Suzhou City!"

The uncle shook his head: "It's something for children to eat."

Sugar Man Liu said: "Hey, aren't there two grown-ups eating sugar paintings?"

Xie Zhixu was hit by an arrow again, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The uncle smiled and said, "Your health is not good, my wife won't allow you to eat street food."

"Hey, the family is strict? You go to the street alone? No one will know if you get a share quietly."

The uncle just laughed, and sighed softly after laughing: "Forget it, this kind of thing that makes yourself difficult for others is too detrimental, and I will never do it again from now on."

My son-in-law turned around and merged into the vast crowd, the fate of meeting by chance is hard to find.

Xie Zhixu returned to the rice paper shop with a candy lotus flower in his hand, and was informed that Chang had just settled with the boss for a few inkstones, and the paper bag was thrown to him to carry. When he saw the lotus in his hand, he seemed to have some associations, and his eyes narrowed. Detour at an arm's length away.

Xie Zhixu chased after him with his inkstone in his arms, he had already mastered Tong Gensheng's communication skills, and kept coming up with ideas to harass Feng Zhichang.

'Brother, brother, brother, do you eat candy? Do you eat candy?'

Feng Zhichang's wheelchair turned faster and faster.

At a certain alley, as if a flash of inspiration, the last intersection of this life appeared in front of Feng Zhichang and Mrs. Qiu.Mrs. Qiu came from the same direction as they did, they both left after watching the competition, Xie Zhixu involuntarily slowed down.Xiaohe doesn't think it's any different to have a wheelchair disability among all living beings, and she still chats with Mrs. Qiu.

Xie Zhixu looked at Feng Zhichang and pushed the wheelchair without squinting. The moment they passed by, it seemed that the fate in the dark had finally come to an end.The first cry that pierced the blue sky, and the silence since then is Jin's 20 years of life. The lonely backyard of the Liang family, and the unforgettable cave on the lake and island all fell apart at this moment and fell into nothingness.

The past is gone, and the future is a new life.

"Little five! Little five? Come out and cut meat for me to feed fourth!"

"hiss--"

"Didn't say you, my dear, I call me Junior Brother."

The door of the east chamber was pushed open, and Feng Zhichang, who was cutting yellow leaves from the small tree by the window sill, frowned slightly, his eyes were like lightning.Liu Liuyi smiled and said to Wu Li by the door, "You've made my second brother engage in art because of your noise."

Wu Li was holding a newly bought large piece of stewed beef in his arms, and just stepped into the garden: "Where is your fifth brother?"

Liu Liu was also puzzled: "I don't know, I didn't see him when I came back." After speaking, his tone changed, and it was so cold that it sounded like Feng Zhichang: "Hide somewhere and eat sugar paintings."

"Hiding? Why did he hide? It was bought for you." Wu Li said, while turning his head to avoid the scissors who were shooting from the room with hidden weapons.

What kind of sugar painting takes so long to eat?Is it enough to eat a mountain of sugar?

What about thankful people?

In the dark alley, the struggling and sobbing under the palm of his hand gradually weakened, his voice was hoarse and heavy breathing——

"Master...Little Master...Finally found you."

The lotus flower made of sugar fell to pieces in the alley.

The author has something to say: this is the end of the first volume, and I still feel very touched after writing it all the way. I hope everyone will like this story, rest for a few days, and then start a new journey.