Chen Liang and Cheng Ying gently pushed the door in, and a bluestone path led straight to the middle of the room, and on both sides of the path were lush green plants and vegetables.

The night is quiet, and the breeze blowing through the vegetation makes it even more tranquil and peaceful.

Walking along the path into the inner room, Chen Liang knocked on the door with his finger and shouted softly: "Brother Luo!

"Enter!"

With a soft voice, the two looked at each other and smiled and walked in.

The two of them, who were flying in front of others, were like elementary school students at this moment, standing respectfully beside a young man. Just watched him quietly typing next to the computer, and didn't dare to disturb at all.

Ten minutes later, the young man turned off the post bar forum, closed the computer, and exhaled softly, then got up and looked at the two people beside him.

He was wearing a sportswear and sneakers, but his ordinary clothes were particularly beautiful by his slender figure. This figure is alive and well, and it has a pair of clothes racks.

Long bangs cover his forehead, his face is ruddy, and he has a pair of narrow and deep eyes and a delicate and delicate mouth.

At this moment, he smiled, this smile is comparable to the beauty of the country and the city!

The two of them were relieved and shouted in unison: "Brother Luo!"

"The bread is not selling?" asked the young man with a smile.

The two nodded heavily.

The young man was playing with two walnuts in his hands, his white and slender fingers rising and falling, and the two playthings kept turning like living creatures in his hands. I want to meet but I will never touch it.

These two walnuts are bright and red, and the red is transparent, not agate but better than agate. Obviously, it takes a long time to play with this effect.

"As I told you before, this business is only going on for two months. You've made a lot of money in the past two months, almost!"

Chen Liang seemed to be unwilling, his brows furrowed slightly, and he stopped talking. When the words came to his lips, he didn't dare to speak. They are deeply jealous of the person in front of them.

His name is Ling Luo, and eight years ago, he was the best college student in this town, and he was admitted to the nationally famous Tangcheng University.

Just when everyone thought that this child would have a bright future, he was in a car accident when he graduated four years ago and almost died.

Although he did not die, his mother had a heart attack, and on the day Ling Luo was discharged from the hospital, he finally couldn't hold on and died.

After living with my grandfather, I seemed to be stimulated by life, and since then, I have not been able to enter the door without going out, and basically do not interact with outsiders.

Three years ago, my grandfather died, leaving him with a yard and two walnuts.

No one knows how he spent these three years, and few people get to see him. Until one day half a year ago, he appeared in front of Chen Liang, and that day he said that he wanted to fight him alone.

Chen Liang clearly remembered the scene at that time, and thought that he was humiliating himself, but he didn't expect to be knocked down without parrying his hands for five minutes.

If you don't accept the battle, you will be defeated in less than three minutes. Fight again, defeat again! After that day, he completely convinced the handsome young man in front of him.

Cheng Ying's experience is similar to his, he was also challenged, and the ending was the same.

Both of these battles took place in no man's land, so others didn't know that this generation of Li Lingluo was the real leader, because he easily defeated the two candidates.

When the two discussed later, they finally found a problem, Ling Luo's grandfather was the real heir of Ling's Taijiquan, and this matter was explained in the county annals.

But Ling Luo's mother didn't let him practice martial arts before, could it be that it was only in the past few years...... Thinking of this, the two of them gasped, it was such a terrifying thing.

Cheng Ying took out a wad of money from his pocket and said, "Brother Luo, we listen to you." This is 10,000 yuan, and we can't hide that we have earned a total of 30,000 yuan in the past two months, don't be too little!" said and put the money on the computer desk.

Ling Luo sighed and said, "It's not that I won't help you, it's just that these are small tricks that can't be put on the table after all." There's not much room to operate and it's worth the cost. If there is a chance in the future, I will bring you money!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the two lit up. They believed in Ling Luo's words and deeply admired this person.

The two still remember that when he came to the door, he only said one sentence, "Do you want to make money?"

Then there was a series of actions, all of which were done by the two of them. They are actors, and Ling Luo is the director.

As a result, he earned 30,000 yuan in two months, and this kind of small business is already quite good.

"I'm leaving!" Ling Luo said suddenly.

"Where are you going?" the two asked in unison, puzzled. At this time, Ling Luo is their idol, not only can he fight but also make money, so that a person who is both civil and military is a character, as if he can only see a scene that he has never seen. Now it seems that the previous struggle between them was really too small to be on the table.

Ling Luo raised his head to look out the window, and a gust of wind blew, brushing his forehead and bringing up the bangs. And a scar appeared on his forehead, narrow and deep, unusually eye-catching.

Although after several battles, the two did not pay attention to the scar on his forehead. Ling Luo looked into the distance through the window, his eyes were bottomless, and his expression was thoughtful.

"I have to ask for some debts!" Ling Luo said in a deep voice.

"I'll go too!"

"I'll go too!"

Chen Liang and Cheng Ying have always been rivals before, but they are healthy competition. This kind of competition is recognized by the elders. The law of the jungle is the strongest, and only when there is competition will there be progress.

They didn't go to school, but since they were young, their elders told them that "righteousness is the first word!" and finally met someone they really admired, and looking at this situation, this idol still has an unknown past.

No matter whether there is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire ahead, I just want to follow him and rush forward. It is a mountain of swords, and it must also rise to the edge, and it is a sea of fire, and it must also step on the fire.

Ling Luo smiled lightly, turned his head and patted the two of them on the shoulder and said, "I don't need your help now, but one day I will need you." Drop everything and come to me when the time comes!"

Ling Luo waved his hand, and the two of them were not allowed to say any more, so he gave the order to expel the guest. The two knew his temper and reluctantly left.

There is no moonlight in the night, and the stars are shining, like a painting covering the entire night sky.

Ling Luo stood in a half-squat, took three deep breaths and slowly started tai chi.

The momentum is like a mountain, quiet and calm. As the moves unfolded, they were slow and urgent, and the momentum was like a rainbow carrying wind and rain. I only feel that the surrounding grass and trees are soldiers, and the wind is loud. The harvest is like water, flowing slowly. From static to dynamic and then to static, a set of Ling's Tai Chi ends.

For many days, Ling Luo was so lonely playing the martial arts that he had disdainful before.

Not for the sake of recklessness, but for the sake of self-protection and safety.

After the fight, Ling Luo's face was not red and his heart was not in a hurry, and his face was as usual.

He raised his head and looked at the north with resolute eyes, the starlight was still there, was the old man okay?