Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter No.17

The Martial Arts League was held today in the back hill of Sujiazhuang.

Sujiazhuang began to prepare for the relevant matters a few months ago, the site has already been developed, and the smooth stone steps lead the way.

An unknown amount of earth and rock had been dug out of the mountain, and a huge stone platform lay quietly on a flat open space.

There are auspicious clouds and white waves, flying cranes and koi carved on the outside. The reliefs are exquisite and lifelike, as if they are about to fly away from the stone platform and dive into the lake.

The surrounding towers stand tall, and the highest point is the position of the martial arts leader.

Fine pieces of pale gold penetrated the clouds, and stepped into the martial arts league meeting a group of high-spirited Jianghu children carrying swords and swords.

Tang Su was wearing a light gown with moon white arrow sleeves today, painted with bright moon and green mountains, a pair of cloud-patterned snow-white short boots on his feet, and the same bright red headband on his head. He was sitting next to Su Changliu, with his feet up. He was yawning, his eye circles were light blue, obviously he hadn't slept all night, at this moment he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes, and he was lazily nestled in the chair.

Su Changliu looked at Tang Su slightly sideways, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you so sleepy?"

Liu Jun is still in the black and white Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk, white hair over the snow, looking like an exiled immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world, looking sideways at Tang Su.

Tang Su rubbed his swollen eyes, yawned again, and said, "I went to work last night."

Su Changliu became more and more puzzled, as if he couldn't figure out what Tang Su was up to all night, while Liu Jun still had the calm and cold look, but his eyebrows were raised slightly.

"Making hidden weapons..." Tang Su waved his hands and nestled on the chair. "The hidden weapons are about to be used up. Aren't you afraid of accidents, so you stay up all night to make some small things."

Standing behind Tang Su, Ren Yun watched Tang Su doze off, leaned down and said softly, "Little ancestor, you sleep for a while, I'll call you if you need something."

Tang Su was really sleepy. Hearing this, he nodded, moved his body slightly to find a more comfortable position, closed his eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Su Changliu couldn't hold back a chuckle, his white jade-like face was tinged with tenderness, he looked at Bai Qi and said with a smile, "Go get a thin kimono, it's autumn now."

Bai Qi was about to go and fetch it in response, but Ren Yun said, "No need, I'll go." After speaking, he glanced at Tang Su who was sleeping soundly, his eyes turned softly, he turned and left, and after a while, he brought back a thin Put it on, and put it on Tang Su's body gently.

Some Jianghu sects who came earlier had already sat in the corresponding seats, drinking the tea brought by the charming maid of the Su residence, and greeting those who came to participate in the martial arts alliance around them.

Or find out which sects will participate this time, or make a half-joking bet on who will come out on top.

Luo Diheng was wearing the white tiger-roaring heavenly robe, and sat on the honorable seat with a big horse and a golden knife. The elders on both sides looked majestic and solemn, and nodded from time to time as they looked at the quacks who came to pay their respects one after another.

After visiting the leader of the martial arts alliance, the next one is naturally Su Changliu.

Su Changliu was sitting on the high platform on the other side, wearing a light blue wide-sleeved long robe with lotus clouds and dark patterns like floating water, reflecting the autumn moon pattern on Pinghu Lake like an ink painting. Long splashed-ink hair, coral beads hanging from the waist, a pitch-black guqin placed beside her, picturesque eyebrows, and a smile on the corner of her lips.

On one side, Liu Jun, who looked like a god-man with a cold expression, complemented each other, had a gentle chat with the visitor, and then nodded goodbye.

Sending away batch after batch of people, Bai Qi changed three cups of tea for Su Chang, and just after making the fourth cup of tea, a familiar voice came.

"Young master Su really looks good today, and someone Fang really likes young master more and more."

Fang Wenrui's eyes were slightly curved, with intoxicating tenderness in his eyes, still wearing a lavender light robe, he led the two people over.

Bai Qi's face darkened immediately, and he secretly touched the soft whip at his waist, a pair of black and white almond eyes seemed to ignite two clusters of flames, staring at Fang Wenrui, as if he wanted to peel him off.

Su Changliu looked indifferent, nodded slightly and said, "Master Fang."

"Why is Young Master Su still so indifferent? It really makes Fang feel very uncomfortable." Fang Wenrui approached a few steps calmly, Bai Qi's face was so dark that it was almost dripping, and he was about to whip someone, but the other person was quick to her One step, blocking Fang Wenrui's way.

"Master," Cui Zhu arrived on the high platform at some point, holding a tray with a bowl of concoction and a plate of steaming pastries in one hand, with the other hand behind his back, standing in front of Fang Wenrui, looking at Su Changliu Said softly, "It's time to drink the medicine."

Ren Yun raised his eyebrows, narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, looking at Cui Zhu with a little more inquisitive gaze.

Fang Wenrui's smile remained the same, but his eyes were distinctly gloomy and cold.

Su Changliu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Cui Zhu glanced at Fang Wenrui, the evil spirit rolling in his eyes was like a beast about to devour flesh and blood, he slightly opened his lips and silently warned - stay away from him.

Afterwards, Cui Zhu closed his eyes and turned to look at Su Changliu. He handed the medicine bowl to Su Changliu, and said softly, "Doctor Mo told the young master to drink it while it's hot."

Su Changliu took the medicine bowl, didn't say much, brought it to his lips, frowned slightly, and quickly finished the strange-tasting medicine juice, then put down the medicine bowl, took a sip of Bai Qi's brewed tea .

Fang Wenrui calmly waited for Su Changliu to finish drinking the medicine, and reached out to take the medicine bowl, but Cui Zhu stopped Fang Wenrui with his hand, and said politely, but in a cold tone, "Doctor Mo ordered that the young master needs less contact in the near future. Strangers, so as not to touch dirty things and cause old diseases."

Although it was true that Mo Chisheng said these words in the original, but now it sounds like something else.

Fang Wenrui's eyes dimmed suddenly, he sneered, his fingertips moved slightly, and his internal energy circulated, but he glanced at Su Changliu, pursed his lips, and silently put away his hands.

"I don't know, who is dirtier than the other." Fang Wenrui sarcastically said silently, only Cui Zhu could hear clearly.

Afterwards, Fang Wenrui rolled his eyes, bent into a stream of soft water, looked at Su Changliu and said softly, "Master Su must be very busy at the Wulin League, so someone Fang will stop bothering you, and come visit you when you have time."

Afterwards, Fang Wenrui gave Cui Zhu another cold look, and left with Urs.

Tang Su felt a sense of danger the moment Fang Wenrui was about to make a move.

A chill made his body tremble, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't wake up immediately, and the killing intent was only for a moment.

After Fang Wenrui left, Tang Su barely woke up from his sleep and looked around blankly.

Ren Yun saw Tang Su woke up, leaned down slightly, and asked, "Little ancestor? Why did you wake up and don't sleep for a while?"

Tang Su rubbed his eyes in a daze, then looked at Ren Yun blankly, looked around, and when he found that there was no danger, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Ren Yun laughed, and stretched out his hand to help Tang Su pull up the slipped thin cloak again.

Sunrise treetops.

"Leader," a man with a square face in a silver-gray martial robe beside Luo Diheng said in a low voice, "We're all here."

Luo Diheng hummed, raised his eyes, got up and walked to the railing of the high platform, with his hands behind his back, looking down indifferently.

The man bowed slightly and followed behind Luo Diheng, until Luo Diheng stood near the railing, and then he straightened up, and a strong voice full of internal strength spread throughout the venue: "All the sons and daughters of the Jianghu—"

The noisy venue suddenly fell silent, and all looked at Luo Diheng at the top.

Some younger students who participated in the martial arts alliance for the first time saw their eyes lit up when they saw the leader of the martial arts alliance, and their admiration and admiration poured out.

People with older qualifications were not surprised and just listened quietly.

Su Changliu was still sitting on the high platform drinking tea, Cui Zhu did not leave after delivering the medicine, and stood beside Su Changliu quietly with Bai Qi on the left and right.

Liu Jun waited until his master came, said goodbye to Su Changliu, and went to the high platform where the Kunlun faction was located.

Tang Su was woken up from his sleep by the sound of a boy and girl full of inner breath. He only felt the veins in his temples throbbing. After cursing, he rubbed his forehead irritably, and stared at the thin cloak on his body in a daze. .

Ren Yun looked at Tang Su, smiled lowly, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed the acupuncture points on Tang Su's head with his ten fingers, and began to massage slowly: "Little ancestor, you may not be able to sleep this time."

Ren Yun's fingertips were warm, and he controlled the kneading force quite well. Tang Su squinted his eyes comfortably, shrank his body comfortably like a cat, hummed a few words in a low voice, and leaned obediently. In the chair, Ren Yun pressed it.

"The autumn of gold and osmanthus, all the well-known heroes, the hot-blooded sons who have achieved success in youth, and the ambitious people who have a tiger in their hearts, all gathered here, it is indeed a grand event in the martial arts world!

"Six years have passed by with a snap of your fingers. During these six years, all the gangsters have acted chivalrously, beheaded traitors and eliminated evil, cleared up the wicked for the martial arts, and propped up the world for the weak. Some Kunlun factions wiped out the notorious Black Dragon Village, and some The Changdaotang slaughtered the Northern Demon Sect who did all kinds of evil, and countless children of the Jianghu wiped out the wicked in more places!

"In the past six years, countless young men have stepped into this arena, wanting to become a part of the martial arts, wanting to do their part for the suffering people, and wanting to carry forward their sect even more ! Today's Martial Arts League is a great opportunity for you! Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth..."

After the man delivered a speech, he briefly explained the rules of the competition. Finally, Luo Diheng announced the official start of the alliance.

But this time there is one more procedure.

The Martial Arts League has always been held on the territory of the Martial Arts League, but this time the venue has changed, so the host has to say something.

Su Changliu walked slowly to the railing, still with that gentle smile on his face like the warm spring sun, and bowed in mid-air, as a greeting to everyone present.

Afterwards, Bai Qi took a step forward, and her clear voice like a silver bell spread throughout the venue: "There are so many people in the Jianghu. The Wulin League has been a grand meeting of the Jianghu since ancient times. Sujiazhuang is honored to contribute a little bit to the Wulin League. It is really a blessing, if the hospitality is not good this time, I hope you will be gracious, the young master hopes that peace is the most important thing for you, don't hurt your harmony because of the competition."

After talking about the scene, Su Changliu sat back on the high platform again.

Some of the people below started talking.

"Isn't it the owner of Sujiazhuang? Why didn't the young master speak, but the maid said?"

"Hey, the eldest young master of the Su family is not strong enough, where did the inner strength come from to speak?"

"How did I hear that the young master is quite good at martial arts? Don't fool me."

"How can it be! It's just that too few people know about it. The young master has had an incurable disease since he was a child. I heard that he won't live to be 25!"

"Is that so? That stubborn girl of mine met him by chance at the beginning, but after returning home, she insisted on marrying him. Alas... The young master is indeed good-looking, his family background is good, and he is a good person, but it's a pity... Sigh, what do you say?" Such a good person, how could he have this incurable disease... I have to persuade that stubborn girl when I go back this time."

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The main purpose of this martial arts league is to let some young people who have just entered the rivers and lakes stand out.

At the beginning, Liu Jun was carrying the long sword of Qiushui alone, and overthrew all the challengers. At that time, Liu Jun was just 17 years old and became famous in one battle.

In fact, after winning five games in a row, Liu Jun was promoted and could leave the game, but he still stood there and played more than ten games until no one dared to steal his edge, his master told him to come down, Only then did he close his hand.

The previous leader naturally fell into the hands of the Kunlun faction.

Ever since, this time the first challenger was the young man of the Kunlun School.

"Oh?" Tang Su lay lazily on the railing, looking curiously at the Kunlun School disciple who came on stage, "Is that the kid who will be the ringleader?"

Standing on the stone platform, wearing the same black and white Taoist robe as Liu Junze, carrying a long sword, the solemn Kunlun disciple was none other than Dong Yuan.

Ren Yun graciously peeled a fruit for Tang Su, held the juicy fruit in his palm and twirled it around in his hand, and swiped a few times in the void with the knife in his other hand, the fruit was broken into small pieces and dropped into a plate.

Tang Su picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow flashing by in the corner, and sat back in his chair with a sneer.

Su Changliu nodded slightly: "Zhigui said that he has good aptitude, and his character needs to be tempered."

Tang Su rubbed his chin with his fingertips, seemed to think of something, and nodded with a smile: "Xinxing needs to be practiced."

After Tang Su and Su Chang had a few words, a challenger came up to the stone platform and fought with Dong Yuan.

Tang Su chewed the sweet and juicy pulp, put his ankles on his knees and turned his legs, and put his elbows on the table to support his face.

Seeing that Dong Yuan put the long sword on the neck of the man opposite in just a dozen or so moves, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked sideways at Su Changliu and said with a smile: "The kid is not bad, you deserve it!" It's good to know."

"Martial arts are acceptable." Su Changliu nodded with a gentle smile, but then frowned slightly, "But...he is indeed a bit impatient."

When Dong Yuan made his moves just now, his moves were fierce and his sword energy was like the wind. He was only in his early sixteens and he was able to learn Kunlun martial arts to such a level.

But the flaws of xinxing were also exposed, and he was impetuous and aggressive. If the person opposite was not good at martial arts and not good at strategizing, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

"It's dangerous for this kid to fight like this." Tang Su rubbed his chin with his fingertips, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced down, "Has anyone seen it?"

A slightly older man on a high platform explained something to the young man beside him, and the young man listened with humility and earnestness.

Three more challengers came up one after another. Dong Yuan, relying on his martial arts that was several points higher than his peers, took down the three of them toughly. With the addition of No.1, there was only the last match left, and he could advance if he won.

Tang Su looked at the man on stage holding a long stick with copper-cast eagle heads on both ends of the stick. He raised his eyebrows curiously, feeling that this man looked familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this person has some background, and he should have met him face to face, otherwise he should not have an impression.

... Tsk, why can't I remember at this hour and a half?

Su Changliu looked at this man, his heart sank slightly, he coughed twice with the back of his hand on his lips, and said, "Dong Yuan may not be easy to fight this time."

Tang Su nodded slightly, lazily holding his face: "Yeah, this person doesn't look easy to deal with."

In between the words, the two people on the field gave a polite instruction, and then one of them unsheathed his long sword like moonlight, and the other let go of his long stick like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and the blades collided.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought back and forth for more than a dozen moves. Their strengths were equal, and it was impossible to see who had the upper hand. It was much more exciting than Dong Yuan's oppressive fights in the past.

Some older people in the audience couldn't help sighing that it was really a hero born a boy, until the two of them had passed more than 50 moves, Dong Yuan's moves began to be a little impetuous, but he still did not gain the upper hand.

"How old are you? A doll in his teens can take the stage?" The person on stage was a young man in his early twenties, tall and slender, with a long stick in his hand, dancing vigorously. Looking at Dong Yuan's moves at this moment Impetuous, with three points of sarcasm in his tone, "Is there no one in the Kunlun School?"

Dong Yuan was furious, and wanted to reply him a few words, but then thought of what his senior brother had explained, so he suppressed his anger and swung his sword to take the man's attack.

"Why don't you talk? Are you dumb? The one on stage is actually a little dumb?"

Seeing that Dong Yuan was unmoved, the young man accelerated his offensive while continuing to sarcastically say a lot.

Dong Yuan really couldn't suppress the fire, his mind was confused, and there was a flaw in his moves, the young man's eyes flashed, and the long stick in his hand suddenly changed his attack.

Dong Yuan was unable to defend, the long sword in his hand was thrown away and fell to the side.

defeat.

The corners of Dong Yuan's eyes were slightly red, he gritted his teeth and said he was taught, picked up the long sword and left without looking back.

Liu Jun stood at the bottom of the court, looking at Dong Yuan's grievance mixed with grief and indignation, but also full of guilt, he reached out his hand and patted his head calmly, and said calmly: "It's just the victory or defeat, don't worry about it, you know where the loss came from." anywhere."

Dong Yuan was lowering his head to receive the punishment, but the warmth of Liu Junze's palm came from above his head, he couldn't help being slightly startled, his eyes flushed, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, Dong Yuan knows."

Tang Su lay on the railing, and was quite surprised to see that Liu Junze actually comforted him. Then he stretched his waist, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and said with a smile: "The kid is very shocked... help him Beat it back."

"Ah?" Before Su Changliu could react, he saw Tang Su stepping on the railing, turning himself out of the high platform, and falling lightly and steadily into the arena like a flying swallow.

Before the next challenger had time to take the stage, he saw his position being robbed.

Tang Su's eyes curled up, and he smiled like a child who got candy. Looking at the young man, he said softly, "My next Tang Su, I ask this brother...to enlighten me."

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