See Jiangshan

After the stories in the hall were told, the hustle and bustle stopped for a while.

Zhong Tianyu and his group got up drunk and walked out, just in time to see three people walking out from another private seat not far away, one of them was wearing a college uniform.The clerk in the store was sending them off with a nod and bow.

Nanyuan Courtyard Clothes are like some kind of easily recognizable identity mark, and those who often come to the south of the city to eat, drink and have fun are familiar with each other.Occasionally meet in the restaurant Hualou, and will say hello.

"What's the origin of that table? It looks strange."

Xu Ran and Gu Er walked in front, Cheng Qianren took a step behind after paying the bill, and suddenly felt several eyes falling on him.

After entering the Tao, all senses become sharp.Although the other party's sizing was not obviously malicious, it made him uncomfortable, so he instinctively looked back.

It turned out to be someone I knew.

He looked back calmly, walked downstairs without stopping.

Zhang Shengyi said in surprise: "Why is it him?!"

Cheng Qianren was the most shabby and careful person in their class. Some people said that he was working as a helper in a noodle shop, and some people caught him haggling with the vegetable seller.

But when I saw the other party just now, I just felt very familiar, and I didn't dare to confirm it for a long time.It is clear that the clothes and appearance have not changed, but there is something different.

Someone asked: "You know?"

Before Zhang Shengyi answered, Zhong Tianyu snorted coldly: "Let's see how long they can be proud."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left, and the group rushed to catch up.

Not only did Huajian Xuejiang not get down on her knees to apologize, but she also lost face in the battle of Yanwuchang. Zhong Tianyu was so depressed that she didn't want to attend the secondary class she had chosen.

The opponent used to flaunt his power and was enviable, but now that his martial art has been abolished and he has become a useless person, why can he still live well?

Not only him, many Chunbotai students who knew Gu Xuejiang's identity had similar thoughts.It's just that he is afraid of the prestige of the Huajian family, and he dare not stand out. At most, he will say a few bitter words behind his back.That's why when Zhong Tianyu first arrived, someone sent him a message and instigated him to go to the West Market calligraphy and painting stall to find someone.

Seeing that it failed twice, Zhong Tianyu was feeling depressed because of this, and there were always people who would come forward to make fun of him: "I would like to offer advice and suggestions to solve problems for Young Master Zhong."

***

Nanyuan Sanfo walked towards the east of the city, leaving behind the bustling bustling night market, the hustle and bustle faded away, and turned into the old streets and long alleys, only the whistling wind was around.

The day is dull and cloudy, and after nightfall, the wind blows, rustling the branches and leaves, and the smoke and dust blinds the eyes.

Xu Ran looked up, the sky was like splashed ink, the moon was covered by thick clouds, and not a single star could be seen.

"It's not going to rain, is it? Let's go quickly."

Gu Er thought for a while: "According to the climate in Nanyang, there will be a heavy rain in spring and summer. After the rain, it will clear up and it will be summer."

Xu Ran asked again: "Are we going to eat the big kitchen of the college in the future?"

The topic jumped so fast that the other two were caught off guard.

There was silence for a while.

Zhuliu is gone, Cheng Qianren's owner's noodle shop is gone, Nanyuan Sansha is facing the cruelest problem of eating.

Cheng Qianren: "No need. I'll take you to Fenglou every day, and have a meal of braised pork."

200 taels from the owner, sapphire biscuits from the land deed, and 40 taels from the bottom of the box at home.Now he is alone, what does he need so much money for?It's better to buy meat for friends.

Xu Ran was very moved: "Good brother!"

Gu Er disliked her: "What's so delicious about that kind of greasy food, you'll get tired of eating it for half a month."

Xu Ran: "No taste, no understanding of life."

Gu Er thought it was ridiculous: "You actually said that I have no taste?"

The two fought all the way and parted ways at the gate of Cheng Qianren's house.Usually he waved his hand and turned around to leave, but today he said seriously: "Go to bed early" "See you tomorrow".

Cheng Qianren knew that it was the two of them who were worried about him: "I'm fine, let's go back, it's going to rain later."

Unlocking the door lock, the small courtyard was dark and silent, there was no warm yellow candle light through the window paper, and no one came out to greet him.

Cheng Qianren lit the lampstand, fetched a bucket of well water, swept the courtyard, and tidied up the kitchen.When I entered the house, I saw a pile of blood-stained clothes, some from last night, and some that were changed before going out this afternoon. They were all washed and hung in the yard.

As usual, he was doing the most trivial things and keeping everything in order.

After finishing his work, he sat down and remembered that he should read some books on practice, so he went to Zhuliu's room and moved the books to his room.

The idea of ​​moving finally couldn't be restrained.He really didn't want to live here anymore, there were unavoidable memories everywhere.This is too cruel.

It doesn't matter if you live in a hotel, as long as you have a place to sleep, you don't need a home.

Cheng Qianren rubbed between his eyebrows: "Get used to it early, don't be fucking hypocritical."

Spread out the book and force yourself to settle down and read.

The basic introduction for Zhuliu is nothing more than "Entraining Qi Dao", "Tai Shang Qi Sen" and the like.

With his cultivation base, his eyes and ears are clear, and his brain seems to be better than before. He started to read the illustrations of meridians and acupoints, and he could memorize them after reading them twice.See how to meditate, perceive the breath of the heaven and earth cycle, distinguish the aura from it, complete the first step into the threshold of practice, and cause the body to enter the body.

At the same time, he tried to guide his true essence to rise from the purple mansion, pass through each martial arteries, and complete a great celestial cycle.

Cheng Qianren closed his eyes, tried a few times to no avail, and silently read the book "Get rid of distracting thoughts, concentrate and calm..." After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt a faint warmth in the Purple Mansion, which gathered more and more with his mind. Much, like a flame burning.

Just when he was about to forget the surrounding environment and get better, there was a sudden roar!

"Boom!" The thunder rolled and shook the sky.

Cheng Qianren opened his eyes, feeling an unspeakable annoyance in his chest.Standing up and pushing the door, the strong wind poured in, and the sand and dust mixed with the rain rushed towards us.

The freshly cleaned yard was in a mess, with fallen leaves flying, and the white robe hung on the rope was covered with mud and dirt.

He picked up the clothes and threw them on the ground: "Idiot with mental retardation! You know it's going to rain tonight! Why did you wash it and hang it outside! You deserve it!"

The swear words that I gave up in order to teach my younger brother reappeared tonight.

After the thunder, the rain came suddenly, and the wind was bitterly cold.

The bright electric light split the night, illuminating half of Cheng Qianren's face, as ferocious as a ghost.

"Tell me! What crime did I do! Why did you let me come here!"

He stood in the pouring rain, raised his face, the raindrops hit his body hard, and his whole body was soaked.

"Zi Liu is gone now! What the hell did I do wrong!"

Not working hard enough, not working hard enough, not careful enough? !

Malicious resentment against fate, anger at one's own incompetence, all the intense emotions suppressed in the bottom of one's heart erupted together on this rainy night between spring and summer.

He yelled, yelled at the sky and the earth!All over the sky, gods and demons, Buddhas and Taoists have scolded them all over the place!

The heavy rain washed the sky and the earth, and the thunder drowned out his voice.

No one answered him.

But someone can hear it.

"Young people nowadays speak freely and have no awe at all. Why did you let me watch him?"

The library, shrouded in rain, looks more and more tall and majestic, proud of the world.The lights on the top floor are flickering, and the lotus lampstands are all over the floor, like a twinkling galaxy.The vice president and the court judge stood by the window and looked into the distance, their gazes fell on the dark rainy night.

They looked at the child scolding the world, they were especially puzzled, they drew their swords out of their scabbards again, slashed fiercely, and slashed wildly.The strength is vertical and horizontal, and the blade of the sword splits the raindrops.

Hu Yizhi just shook his head and sighed: "The disaster of a lifetime starts from here, from here on."

***

Summer thunderstorms come and go quickly.

Cheng Qianren woke up to the sound of birds chirping.

The sky is dimly bright, and the east is pale, and the further to the west, the ice blue is getting darker, and the waning moon is dotted in the unfading night.

It is the alternation of day and night.

He stood up, flexing his slightly stiff muscles and bones.The small courtyard was almost completely destroyed, with sword marks all over the ground, and the courtyard wall facing the alley collapsed with a half-person-high gap.

The sword is not far away.

Cheng Qianren thought to himself, fortunately, he didn't have time to learn to master the true energy and develop his cultivation, otherwise the neighbors should report to the police.

No, maybe it has already been reported, who knows how crazy I became last night.who cares.

He removed the broken branches of the locust tree, fetched water and washed his face.He took off his soaked clothes, found the last clean hospital uniform and changed into it.

Half of the courtyard wall collapsed, and the door lock was useless. He took all the bank notes and silver ingots with him, and didn't bother to care about the rest.

The rising sun shines brightly, thousands of golden rays piercing through the clouds.

Cheng Qianren was carrying a book basket on his back and a sword at his waist, looking a little nondescript.

He came later today, although the master did not arrive, there were already many students gathered in the dormitory.

Recently, the registration for the fight between the two colleges has started, and everyone is talking about related topics, recruiting people to form teams, reviewing recent developments, buying and borrowing books, and various 'exclusive news'.

Suddenly the chatting and laughing stopped, someone walked in front of him, raised his chin, and asked, "Is it you who was in Feifeng Tower last night?"

Cheng Qianren had just opened the book when he heard the words and looked up at the other party.

This look made Zhang Shengyi palpitate for no reason, annoyed that he was busy, why did he have to ask.But the followers are all watching from behind, how can they lose their momentum?

During the chat just now, I also mentioned, "I met Cheng Qianren last night, and it seems to have changed. It's very strange. I don't know if it's an illusion."

The other party has always been timid and fearful. He is a cowardly person who can bear being scolded in front of his eyes. How much can he change overnight?Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand to hit Cheng Qianren's shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you, I heard..."

Before the fingertips touched the opponent's clothing, and before the word 'no' was spoken, a huge force hit his heart, his eyes went dark instantly, and his back was in severe pain.

Everyone saw that Zhang Shengyi was thrown into the air and smashed onto the table in the back row.Debris and books on the desk rolled to the ground.

Cheng Qianren didn't move a single finger.

The room full of students was frightened by the accident, and the air froze.

It was Zhang Sheng who had a lot of opinions and knowledge, and was the first to react. His face was pale, and he didn't care about the pain. He exclaimed: "How did you become a practitioner!"

The sharp voice resounded through Nanshan.