Chapter 361: Love is the hardest to break

Luoyang City, the autumn rain continues.
I don’t know that this is the first time that Cheng Yusheng has sat on the threshold of his home to watch the autumn rain. In those days when he first returned to Luoyang City, the young master of the Cheng family liked a certain woman and didn’t want the other person to like it. He was in a daze. At that time, they would take a bunch of candied haws to a certain little girl's house, sitting on the threshold of her house, two people, eating candied haws.
Little girl Li Xiaoxue wouldn't think about big things, but Cheng Yusheng would be discouraged by the girl he liked.
It has been many years now, although he has been thinking about that girl, and going to the house from time to time to see the peach tree that she planted, but in fact he is not so deeply involved.
Besides, he really doesn't have much time to spare.
Since his uncle, the old man who can be said to be a master no matter where he is placed, came to Luoyang City, Cheng Yusheng's life hasn't been a better day. Chen Jiu's torture to him is extremely abnormal.
But the benefits are obvious. Although Cheng Yusheng is still a Qingsi realm, he is not inferior to the monks in the Taiqing realm, and can even compete with the monks in the Chaomu realm.
It's just that this kind of physique is only relative to the Three Sect cultivators. If you meet the monster cultivator, I am afraid that there is no advantage. Facing the sharp sword spirit of the swordsman, it may not be a good thing.
But no matter what, Chen Jiu's physique of surging Cheng Yusheng was not wrong.
Today is a rare free time. The old man said that the scenery outside the city is good. Going out of the city alone gave Cheng Yusheng a whole day of free time. Before it was raining, Cheng Yusheng went to the house and took a look at the peach blossom trees, and then walked around the city. After half a circle, I went to that remote courtyard to see Wang Yanqing, and finally returned to the house bored and sat on the threshold of the gate.
It looks like a stone statue, but looks at the distance without a god.
Not far away, Mrs. Cheng, who was pestering a walking stick, repelled the servants, came to the gate tremblingly, sat quietly beside Cheng Yu, waited for a moment, and whispered: "Hunboy."
Cheng Yusheng turned his head blankly and saw that it was the old man. He subconsciously wanted to hide, but was pressed by the old man's thin arms on his shoulders.
Cheng Yusheng said that he was not afraid of the sky, but in fact, there was still some fear from the bottom of his heart for this old man, "Old lady."
Cheng Yusheng shouted, and there was nothing to follow.
Old Mrs. Cheng looked at the rain curtain with a strange expression. After a while, he seemed to remember a little: "You bastard, the girl you like, even if you like it again. If you can't wait, don't wait anymore. What if you wait for a hundred years? ."
Cheng Yusheng thought for a while, "The old lady has also had this experience?"
Grandpa Cheng's wrinkled face stretched out, as if a strange color, "Boy, do you think you were the only one who was young in this world?"
Cheng Yusheng giggled and said, "Old lady, tell me?"
Grandpa Cheng knocked on the blue brick in front of the threshold with a cane, frowning and said: "I'm all this age, so it's interesting to mention those bad things back then?"
Cheng Yusheng held back a smile, "Broken things?"
For this old man of his own, Cheng Yusheng was actually a little scared when he was a child. It was because when the old man was still in a tough body, he was too old-fashioned, and he had never been half-hearted to the younger generation. With a face.
Not only Cheng Yusheng, many children of the Cheng family are mostly afraid of this old man. Even though the old man’s body is not as good as it was in the past few years, his majesty has not diminished. Cheng Yusheng has returned to Luoyang City for several years. In addition to the occasional greetings, in fact I really haven't had a heart-to-heart talk with the old lady.
It's the first time for me to sit together like this, saying so many words.
Old Mrs. Cheng asked: "What do you think of the imperial woman who deliberately found you in the palace?"
Even the imperial concubine is also surnamed Cheng, but since entering the palace, he must be more careful in addressing in the future, because even the imperial concubine is still interested in working for the Cheng family, but is actually another housewife.
The more prosperous the family outside the palace gate, the more comfortable the life of the woman inside the palace gate.
In fact, this is the real purpose of the old lady's conversation with Cheng Yusheng today.
Cheng Yusheng smiled bitterly: "Old man, let's not say whether it is appropriate or not. I like it or not. The old man knows that I am a monk on the mountain now. I may not know how long I can live. If it is still like this one or two hundred years later, the old man, Can you really stand it?"
Mrs. Cheng sighed: "In our family background, do you think marrying a wife is really marrying a wife?"
Cheng Yusheng thought for a while, "If the woman can bear to stay alone every day and has a status, I have no opinion."
Cheng Yusheng understood a lot of things after taking over that handle of Luoshui as early as that year.
The things on my shoulders, the things I have to face in front of me.
The most carefree days were actually the days when I left Luoyang City and went around with Master.
I originally thought that after I agreed, this marriage would be considered a certainty. Who knew that the old man suddenly became annoyed and said, "What is it that I missed the woman's life like this?"
For the first time, Cheng Yusheng looked at his grandpa seriously.
Old Mrs. Cheng moved his lips and said seriously: "You bastard, I like a girl. Some people can fight for it. It is also possible. When you see the possibility, you have to work harder. But many things in the world are not that simple, such as the one you like. Girl, it turned out to be... the Taoist of Shenxie Mountain, the disciple who observes the Lord, and the monk on the mountain who is expected to become a saint. You still don't want to eat swan meat."
Hearing the first half of the sentence, Cheng Yusheng felt somewhat reasonable, but when his old lady said the second half of the sentence, he suddenly twitched his mouth.
The toad wants to eat swan meat. What's the saying?
Cheng Yusheng felt more and more that his grandfather was a man with a story.
Cheng Yusheng asked, "How does the old lady in the palace reply?"
Old Mrs. Cheng frowned and said: "How do you reply, that person has to call Lao Tzu to be father!"
Cheng Yusheng laughed and gave the old man a thumbs up.
The old man's temperament is really free and easy.
Grandpa Cheng said sternly: "Hun boy, what level is your uncle, even higher than Mr. Changgu in the Zhanxing Building?"
The matter of picking up the stars has been a top-secret matter for the past few decades and nearly a hundred years, but what has happened in Luoyang City in recent years has gradually made more people know about the things inside.
It is no secret that Li Changgu is in the Star Picking Tower.
Cheng Yusheng smacked his lips, thinking about whether or not to tell the old man truthfully.
After a moment of silence, he said: "If I say that the uncle is only one line behind the cloud, do you believe me, grandfather?"
The old lady slapped Cheng Yusheng's with a cane, with little strength, just cursed: "Fuck you!"
Cheng Yusheng laughed, and for the first time thought the old lady was so cute.
Grandpa Cheng stood up cursingly, and walked towards the inner courtyard with her crutches, leaving Cheng Yusheng alone.
If Cheng Yusheng turned to look at the old face of the old man at this moment, he would be able to see those vicissitudes of laughter.
Old Mrs. Cheng, who has been in the big dyeing vat of Luoyang City for so many years, can't tell which words of his children are true or false?
If the old man was such a confused old guy, the Cheng family wouldn't have the current high position.
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The rain was not small, Cheng Yusheng sat on the threshold alone and watched the continuous autumn rain. Two hours later, he felt a little tired, so he found an oil-paper umbrella to hold it out, thinking about going to take another look. The peach tree in the house.
After all, I can't forget the girl.
Walking through the sparsely pedestrian street and approaching the house again, Cheng Yusheng cautiously opened the door, and then stood under the eaves with the umbrella, looking at the peach blossom tree that was blown by the wind and rain, thinking about how long this peach blossom will be. The tree is about to bloom again with bright peach blossoms, and the girl I want to see is destined to never see again.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yusheng sighed, but a moment later he laughed at himself: "Pretentious."
Subconsciously touched the handle of the Luoshui knife at his waist, Cheng Yusheng opened the umbrella and was about to leave, but all of a sudden, he only felt a sharp sword aura.
Unable to hesitate, Cheng Yusheng instantly unsheathed Luoshui, and in a very short time he swung a knife. Today's Cheng Yusheng, after being beaten by his uncle for so many years, is no longer the original him. Both physique and awareness of the battle have made great progress.
The sword light intersected with the sword light, and just a moment, it broke the sword light, but after breaking open, Cheng Yusheng looked up, smiled, and took the sword away.
The blame has to see the slightest murder.
The girl over there who had to spend two swords to kill the sword took the white long sword with the sword body into its sheath, then hung it on her waist again, gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Cheng, you are out of sight. !"
Several years ago, when this girl was a little girl, she used these words to trick him into eating candied haws from Cheng Yusheng.
This girl.
Li Xiaoxue didn't know where to take out two bunches of candied haws, threw one bunch to Cheng Yu, and then sat down on the threshold of the courtyard gate, not to mention the rain on them.
Cheng Yusheng took the candied haws, walked a few steps and sat beside Li Xiaoxue.
"How do you know that I am here? You even bought candied haws."
Li Xiaoxue bit a hawthorn and said with a smile: "Some people run here whenever they have time. My husband said that your uncle was out of town, and I knew you were going here."
Cheng Yusheng bit a hawthorn, chewed and swallowed his belly, a little surprised, "Mr. Changgu is so high now?"
Li Xiaoxue shook her head, "I don't know, my husband just said that you can go downstairs by picking a good time."
Cheng Yusheng ate the candied haws and sighed: "Mr. Changgu is really an inferior talent."
Li Xiaoxue nodded, saying nothing.
Two people sitting on the threshold, one big and one small, talk gossip from time to time, but they never involve any spiritual things.
After a long pause, Li Xiaoxue suddenly said, "I don't know what happened to my brother."
In the past two years, the family had told her all the things that year. Li Xiaoxue knew the reason for a long time. As for the things that Li Fuyao did for her, she also knew a lot.
Li Xiaoxue didn't complain about her eldest brother at all, but felt that it was right.
Put yourself and think about it, maybe you can't be as free and easy as your elder brother.
She even wants to go to Baiyu Town to see the environment where her eldest brother lived, but her husband said that her realm is not enough, and she hasn’t come to travel by herself so she can practice the sword. Catch up with his brother as soon as possible.
Li Xiaoxue grinned, practicing sword is really hard.
Cheng Yusheng looked at the rain curtain and smiled leisurely: "Maybe your brother is just like me now, suffering."
Li Xiaoxue bit the hawthorn with her face as usual, but a sword aura gradually emerged.
Cheng Yusheng downplayed, "Neither of you brothers and sisters are any provokes."
Li Xiaoxue squinted her eyes and smiled unabated.
She hoped that her elder brother, no matter who she liked, should go to the other side and tell her what she wanted. If it doesn't happen, she shouldn't be dragged down, just cut off the love.
He didn't put this kind of thought into his mouth. If he said it, Cheng Yusheng would surely sneer and reply, "When you think of your relationship as candied haws, you can eat it if you want, and you can stand it if you don't eat it?"
It's just feelings that insiders know but cannot control themselves, and outsiders can't even see it clearly!

The old man with a short knife on his waist walked out of Luoyang City today, not really simply going out to watch the scenery, but because of a visitor to Luoyang.
There are so many monks in the world, not everyone is worthy of the old man who is already in the stairs.
But the old man insisted on seeing him.
There are two reasons.
The first point is that the monk who came was said to be the strongest in the world under the clouds.
The second point is that he has a good apprentice.
The old man who likes to drink has never accepted an apprentice in his life, but he has a nephew.
It just so happens that my nephew, who likes that person's apprentice.
It just so happened that everyone thought he was not worthy of that woman.
The Taoism is extremely talented, behind him is the Taoist head Shenxieshan, and the first person under the clouds as the master is the proud son of heaven. Doesn't everyone deserve it?
The old man wanted to tell the master that his nephew is not bad.
Of course, the most important thing is to tell the viewer that his sword is not bad.
Under the world, the fist is regarded as a truth, Liang Xi is the most.
And among such a group of people, the one who speaks the best and the least reason is the observer.
The old man drank a few sips of wine, looked at the distance, and laughed softly: "Everything is easy to cut, but this love thread is the most difficult."
The voice fell, so he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the majestic sword gas instantly passed thousands of miles.
If someone looks down and looks at it, it will feel as if there is a dragon in the world.
Great power.
Compared with the three religions monks, in fact, wild cultivation against the enemy is simpler and more direct.
At the end of thousands of miles away, a bright moon was born.
A long colorful river flows slowly.