MTL - There is No Bottleneck In My Practice-Chapter 45 old friend, long time no see

  Chapter 45 Old friend, long time no see

   night.

   Liang Family Cemetery.

  After Liang Sheng climbed out of the tomb, he took a deep breath, turned a few turns, and walked a certain distance. After confirming that it was the mark he had made, he took out a shovel from inside.

   Then without any hesitation, he started digging directly under the mark, and after a while, a small wooden box and a corpse wearing a shroud appeared.

   This is a corpse soaked in special drugs. The body hasn't changed much, but the appearance has almost rotted, but Liang Sheng didn't feel panicked.

  He first took out the clothes from the wooden box and changed them, then directly destroyed the shroud that he took off, and then packed the contents of the small wooden box on his back, and then dragged the corpse to his "grave".

   Immediately afterwards, he put the corpse into his "coffin", and then refilled it with soil, because it was a newly dug grave, so there was no need to worry about others seeing that it had been turned over again.

  Then he stood looking at his name on the tombstone for a long time, "So let's test the tomb of Duke Liang's taboo first", and he didn't know what it was like.

  But after all, I have left my previous identity and can say goodbye to the past, and this kind of scene can be said to be almost normal in the future.

  After all, everything in the world is a piece of loess in front of time, and only myself stands on the long river of time, overlooking all living beings, and is eternal.

  Thinking of this, Liang Sheng's face returned to calm, and then he turned around and walked out without the slightest nostalgia.

  At this moment, he has regained his youthful appearance, and fine-tuned his appearance through breakthrough health-preserving exercises. No one can connect his current appearance with Liang Sheng.

   After nearly forty years of travelling, I was finally free in one day!

  …

  Time flies.

   Ten years passed in a flash.

  Jinzhou City doesn't seem to have changed much, but the common people still think of the scene ten years ago, when Xia Zhiqiu left office, the scene of Wanmin's farewell.

  At that time, the heads of the Liang and Wu families were even more moved to tears, which made people feel very emotional. The government and the people are so harmonious.

  But ordinary people never imagined that the mainstream tears of the Liang and Wu families were not sadness, but excitement. Xia Zhiqiu had put too much pressure on them for so many years.

  Wu Chang has long since lost the high-spirited spirit of the past, he is over eighty years old, and he has been unable to break through the Ninth Realm of Acquired Realm for a long time. I am afraid that time is running out.

  It's a pity that among the descendants of the Wu family, the highest cultivation level is only the seventh level of Houtian, which makes him a little helpless. After all, how can Xia Zhiqiu's methods make the family prosperous again?

   Fortunately, Xia Zhiqiu finally left the mountain, and they could take a breather, but they didn't expect that their life would not be easy in the next ten years.

  The county official who took over could be said to have firmly inherited Xia Zhiqiu's policy, but the family was damaged, but the people were much better off than before.

  The Liang and Wu families also tried it out, but the newly appointed county lords acted vigorously and did not give them a chance at all.

  As for the young man who asked the little beggar to report, there has been no news, and he can only let it go, but the caring people still keep this matter in their hearts.

  The Liang and Wu families also fully recognized the reality, and finally stopped dormant and dormant. On the surface, everything was cooperating with the county government, and they didn't seem to have any complaints about this situation.

  This is the martial arts family, without this kind of tolerance, how can they stand for hundreds of years, and their investment in the younger generation has also greatly increased in the past ten years.

  As for Zhang Rongjun’s tea house, it became popular after all. After all, Zheng Wanchun personally came to celebrate the opening day.

   I don't know what the relationship between them is. After Zheng Wanchun left, the new county government arrester was still willing to give Zhang Rongjun a platform.

  However, Zhang Rongjun and his son did not act arrogantly and domineeringly because of this. Instead, they acted more cautiously, and they knew how to advance and retreat when dealing with everyone, neither humble nor overbearing.

   "Dad, things are ready."

  Zhang Yuntai carefully woke up Zhang Rongjun, who was already slightly asleep. Ten years later, Zhang Rongjun was much older, after all, he could not succeed in martial arts.

   Zhang Yuntai didn't dare not wake him up at this time, otherwise his father would definitely get angry with him. Today is a very important day for him.

   "Huh? Oh, are you ready? Then let's go."

   Zhang Yuntai carefully helped Zhang Rongjun get into the carriage, creaked and headed out of the city, and finally stopped in front of a mountain.

   This is the cemetery of the Liang family.

  The tomb guards of the Liang family outside the cemetery took a look and stopped paying attention. After all, Zhang Rongjun and his son would come here every Qingming Festival and today in the past ten years.

   Zhang Yuntai supported Zhang Rongjun and walked slowly in front, while the servants followed silently and solemnly with sacrificial items such as incense candles, paper money and so on.

  Then they came to a grave, Zhang Rongjun didn't speak, but picked up a small **** in silence, and cleaned up the weeds in front of the grave, without Zhang Yuntai's help.

   "Brother Sheng, I came to see you again. You said that you never married a wife and had a baby in your life. When I leave, I don't know if I, a brat, will remember to come and offer incense to you.

  But you said that you too, have been free and easy all your life, why did you fall on a woman in the end, you haven’t even drunk the tea from my tea house..."

  Zhang Rongjun babbled, said something here, said something there, and then almost told the entire situation of Jinzhou City intermittently.

   "Thanks to you, the business of my teahouse is very good. This year, Yuntai has another baby, who is pink and tender, and my Zhang family is getting more and more prosperous.

   But don’t blame me for not bringing them here. After all, they are too young to come to this kind of place. "

   Zhang Rongjun started to cry while talking, Zhang Yuntai looked anxiously at the side, the old man was most afraid of such ups and downs, but he didn't dare to say anything.

   Trembling, Zhang Rongjun finished all the incense sticks and paper money, and arranged the six sacrificial animals. Then he took out a jug of wine and sprinkled it in front of the grave.

  He didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, he just sat down on the ground and drank from the air with a wine glass, as if his old friend was right in front of him.

   Waiting until the sunset was approaching, Zhang Yuntai persuaded Zhang Rongjun to leave. On the way back, Zhang Rongjun was obviously in a trance.

  Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, and looked out of the carriage. Zhang Yuntai couldn't help being taken aback, and quickly looked back, but only saw the back of a young man.

  Zhang Yuntai couldn't help being a little puzzled, Zhang Rongjun also sat down again at this time, shook his head, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's so similar! I'm so old and confused, hey."

"Father?"

  Zhang Rongjun waved his hand to tell Zhang Yuntai not to worry, "It's okay, don't worry about me, I just remembered some past events.

  By the way, you remember going to the county government these two days to walk around and take care of everything up and down. It used to be about brother Sheng. "

   "Father, don't worry, the child has already been prepared, and nothing will go wrong."

  Zhang Rongjun nodded when he heard the words, but he was still muttering to himself, a little in a trance, "It really looks like it!"

  But he didn't know that the young man who surprised him just now also turned his head at this moment, looked at Zhang Rongjun's carriage going away, smiled slightly, and showed white teeth.

  This young man has a face similar to Liang Sheng's.

  Old friend, long time no see!

  (end of this chapter)