In early summer, Langya Mountain is so quiet, the shade of the trees has been densely intertwined, covering the sun above the mountain road, and in the middle, there is the noise of cicadas. This was the same scene every year, but in Wang Zhonggu's eyes, there was a feeling that was different from the previous decades.

(It's all really beautiful...) ）

Climbing the stairs, Wang Zhonggu's movements are still noble and elegant, in the eyes of the children of the Wang family under the mountain, he is still the giant who is omnipotent like a god, and all problems can be handled with only "hand", but... There are some things that are like fish drinking water, and no one else can know them.

Every step was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and Wang Zhonggu had to use all his strength to suppress the pain in his body, which he had never experienced... He had never even imagined the taste, and before today, he never knew that there was a kind of martial art that could cause such internal injuries to people.

Five inside is like cutting... This is no longer just a description, you can clearly feel that the power of Shicai being beaten into his body by no name is like a poisonous snake swimming around, destroying his own organs one by one, Rao is Wang Zhonggu tried his best, but no matter what magic skill, it either collapsed at the touch of a button, or it was lost in the air, and there was no way to stop it. Proficient in the art of Qihuang, Wang Zhonggu knew that his life was already coming to an end, and if there was no miracle, he might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

However, there was still a smile on his lips, a strange and proud smile.

(Langya's magic trick can even be used to make such a change...) Nameless, his qualifications are truly outstanding... In any case, the lonely son of my king... ）

The pain in his body had begun to interfere with Wang Zhonggu's thoughts, making it more and more difficult for him to maintain his balance, but when he was about to fall, a pair of old hands helped him in time.

“… Prince, what's wrong with you? ”

After a few moments, Wang Zhonggu came back to his senses, was helped to sit down at the low round stone table, and began to sip warm tea.

"The tea is very poor, but the brew is very good... You old liar, you've always been well versed in how to enjoy yourself. ”

Squinting his eyes and smiling, Lao Qian said: "I also want to trust the blessing of the prince, there are some things, if you are not in a family like Zhong Ding Yushi, you really can't learn authentically." ”

With a snort, Wang Zhonggu smiled and said, "You and I... It's been almost 30 years since we met, and you've been here on Langya Mountain for twenty-six... Twenty-seven years... You've been here all these years, and you've never taken a step down the mountain... Don't you want to be in the world of flowers outside the mountain? ”

Stunned, Lao Qian suddenly began to cough, but he only coughed and was stopped by Wang Zhonggu waving his hand.

"Don't play tricks... As long as you don't make up a lie for a while, you will definitely cough a few throats, and the habit that you haven't changed for 30 years will still be deceived in the past? ”

was exposed in person, Lao Qian didn't care, his face was not red, he laughed a few times, and said: "So our ancestral precepts, the first one is 'people do not cheat', to be honest, eating this bowl of rice, the most nervous thing is to meet repeat customers..."

With a snort, Wang Zhonggu said: "Then every time you meet me, an old guest who has been back for thirty years, I don't see you any nervousness." ”

He said a word, Lao Qian suddenly pointed to the sky and the earth, and called to hit the sky, but there was nothing new, but it was something that he said because of his respect and love, and he felt deeply cordial, Wang Zhonggu just listened, and ignored him, and after a while, Fang Youyou said: "Thirty years... That's fast. ”

Cai said: "Old Qian, I have detained you on this Langya Mountain for twenty-seven years, and I will not hurt you or move you, but I will not let you go down the mountain... Have you ever thought about it, why? ”

Old Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Why? Who knows? Who knows what your reason is? As he spoke, he laughed and said: "Rich people love to burn buns, drink with golden cups and jade cups, and drink them on women's bellies. In short, I don't want to sit at the table and drink from a bowl. You have money and study, and you have both burned words, who can guess what you want to do? ”

He snickered as he spoke, and when he heard Wang Zhonggu frowning, he was even more affected by abdominal pain, and only after a while did he say: "It's true that a dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth, and you can only be a liar like this, and you can only deceive the ignorant people, and you can't go to the temple in the end..." At that time, I was standing for three years, and I had no children under my knees, and I was often bored in my heart...", he laughed first and said: "The so-called sage is close to ghosts and gods, it is true that it is true, otherwise, how can you patronize your business..."

Old Qian rolled his eyes and said, "Patronize... If they are all patronized like you, Lao Qian's ten lives will be gone, although he was full of joy when he received a reward of one or two silver from you, but then he vomited and diarrhea for three whole days, and the silver was used as medicine expenses, and he was delayed for three days and could not make money... You say that if you don't believe, don't come, for what is sincere is spiritual, and if you are not sincere in your heart, of course you are not spiritual."

Hearing the word "ineffective", Wang Zhong snorted sullenly and said: "If you are not spiritual, it is inevitable that you will go too far, I will ask Zixi, and it will be over if you talk nonsense such as getting a noble son early, who asked you to insist that I have many sons in my life, and there will be twins." ”

Lao Qian was taken aback, stared at Wang Zhonggu for a long time, and then beat his chest and shouted, tearfully saying: "You, you turned out to be because I said that you have two sons..." "Yes, the twins are fine... Just brought me here for thirty years? Seeing Wang Zhonggu nodding, he stood stiff for a while, and suddenly hugged a big tree next to him, and he kept banging his head on Pengpeng, only to see sawdust flying. After a while, he stopped, and saw that a hole had been knocked out of the trunk of the tree, and said with a sad face, "I... I'm just talking about it in passing, because people who generally miss sons are happier to know that they will have two sons... So I hope you can tip a little more... Who knows..."As he spoke, he hit his head again, but was grabbed by Wang Zhonglone's hand, frowned and looked at the tree hole for a while, and suddenly reached in, touched it, and said with a smile: "When will you dig a loose hole?" Do you know that I am going to come to you and make a special plan? Rao is old money skin is as thick as a city, so far he also felt sneered, touched his head and said: "People say that the fist does not leave the hand, the song does not leave the mouth, these things are not often practiced, or one day the hand will be born..."

Wang Zhonggu said a few words, but a pain came up in his stomach, he gritted his teeth and held back, thought about it and smiled: "You have been here for more than 20 years, don't you never want to go down the mountain again?" ”

Without even blinking an eye, Lao Qian said, "What's so good under the mountain?" If you have to work hard to find food every day, you are often in danger... Is it okay for you to raise me now? ”

With a snort, Wang Zhonggu said, "You... You really don't have any concerns? ”

Old Qian laughed dryly and said, "What do I have to worry about... I, I'm just an old liar. ”

With a long exhalation, Wang Zhonggu stepped back and said slowly: "I'm today... I'm in a good mood today, and I'm good enough to give you a chance, a chance I haven't given you in thirty years. ”

"So, for now, you'd better tell the truth."

Glancing at the old money, Wang Zhonggu said lightly: "... At the very least, tell me what you did for the first six years, on average two adventures a year? ”

He opened his mouth all of a sudden, and couldn't speak, and after a while, Lao Qian ate and said, "You, you know it every time?" ”

With a smile, Wang Zhonggu said: "Langya Manor, is it a place where people come and go freely... Do you still think you're on the wrong track? ”

After talking for a long time, the old money seemed to suddenly wilt, hung his head in despair, and muttered in his mouth--it was not a good word--Wang Zhonggu ignored him, and just lay quietly and half-lying.

"Hmm... Actually, I wanted to see my son. ”

After stumbling for a long time, Lao Qian squeezed out an answer, and the impact was so great that Wang Zhonggu also sat up straight.

“… What did you say?! ”

"That is to say, your wife who stayed in your hometown sent a letter saying that you had a son, and you had planned to wash your hands and go home for a year or two, but I brought you here... Locked up for thirty years? ”

His expression was very stunned, and he was even more humble, Wang Zhonggu obviously didn't expect things to be like this. But looking at him, Lao Qian shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, Maharaja... We shouldn't have too many extravagant hopes for eating the bowl of rice of liars... Maybe, maybe, if you hadn't brought me here, I might have broken my leg by some of the other patrons and run home in disgrace. ”

It was very polite, but it made Wang Zhonggu even more unpleasant, silently sipped a sip of tea that had begun to cool, he calmed down, and asked Lao Qian if he had a good name for his son, and the answer he got was even more surprising to him.

"Name... Well, at least, hopefully, he won't be as useless as I am... Yes, let's use our own real name. ”

I was very surprised, I didn't know what "my surname" meant, and after looking at Lao Qian, Wang Zhonggu suddenly said: "You... You can't be a member of a thousand doors, right? ”

Nodding deeply, Lao Qian looked even more sullen, and said, "Yes... However, it's just a very useless Qianmen person. ”

And said: "Prince, how much do you know about Qianmen?" ”

Shaking his head, Wang Zhonggu said: "I almost don't know." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "I've just seen a little thing from the records of my predecessors, as if to say that once you enter a thousand gates, you will have no name... Really? ”

With a long sigh, Old Qian said, "Not exactly... It should be said that before we have enough strength, we can only choose one of the crosses of 'Qian Chajing Liu Sui, Lai Qu Quan Shi Kong'... And after proving ourselves, we can take on the name of our own sect. ”

"Zongmen... It's like the meaning of the god stick Ge family, isn't it? ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Wang Zhonggu, Lao Qian praised: "The prince is really amazing, he knows everything... Phew, I'm sorry, I'm used to shooting. ”

He also said: "The god stick Ge family... It should be called 'God is in the void, each can invite the world' Ge family, that is only one of our thousand doors, and it is a relatively unskilled one, what kind of ability is it to eat by just playing tricks..."

Wang Zhonggu smiled and said, "Oh... What other branches are there? ”

Cheering up, Lao Qian smiled: "That's a lot." ”

"'Now we're starting from scratch'... Specializing in high-to-go business, blending incense is also an ancestral style... Well, you don't have to put on this kind of face, there are some people who don't want to go into the stream and pick flowers instead. ”

"There is also a 'no money and a light body' family... Of course they're helping others to make it easy. As long as he touches you, the value on you must be his, and it is said that the top guy in that one can even take out other people's underwear... I know you look down on us, but can you at least bear with it for a while! ”

Bitterly smiling, Wang Zhonggu said: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry... So, which one are you, is it convenient to tell? ”

Hearing this question, Lao Qian's expression became very strange, he seemed to be very proud, but he seemed to be very lost, and then, he suddenly began to ramble.

“… In short, even in the family surnamed the emperor, it is inevitable that there will be a failure, right? ”

Nodding, Wang Zhonggu said, "Yes... And you're the one who doesn't make it, right? ”

His face turned red, and Old Qian muttered for a while, turning over and over, but he only meant what he meant.

“… That's why I hate double standards the most! If it were in the Ge family or the Jin family, I guess even the elders would be able to do it, and they would have been qualified to return to their original surname! ”

"Oh?"

Curious, Wang Zhonggu smiled and said, "Among the liars, there are also the peaks of the mountains... So, what exactly should you have your last name? ”

"Hmm..."

After a long time, Lao Qian said: "... Our surname is the flower, the flower of 'the flower that gradually becomes charming'. ”

As if he was afraid that Wang Zhonggu would not understand, he added: "That is to say, if you want to be surnamed Hua, you must practice deception to the highest peak, and you must be able to afford the strengths of all other sects, and you must be able to be more affinity than the Yu family who 'sneaks into the night with the wind and moistens things silently', and you must be able to be more able to do short goods than the Dou family who 'the avenue is like a blue sky, and I can't get it when I meet it', and you must be able to know more about deceitful gods and ghosts than the Zen sect of 'the Buddha's mouth and Jinbao sits in the heart', and you must be able to sell fake drugs more than the Lu family of 'one sword light and cold fourteen states'...... Hey, so often in one or two generations, there is no one who can have the surname Hua. ”

As he spoke, a strange look of anticipation and pride gradually appeared on his face.

"However, perhaps, in the next generation, there will be..."

“… Your son? ”

Nodding seriously, Lao Qian's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"Well, many guys have told him his fortune, saying that he should be a genius who will only come out of a thousand doors in hundreds of years... Genius liar. ”

"Moreover, in one of our sects, the last person who was qualified to surname Hua also said that he would do his best to cultivate him... They wanted to cultivate him as a 'legend', a legend that could inherit the 'ancient name' of the Hua family. ”

"Legends? So what? ”

With a wistful smile, Lao Qian told Wang Zhonggu that the ancestors of the Hua family were not all liars, and they had also produced first-class martial artists, carrying bows and horses, and fighting in all directions.

"Actually, he is qualified enough to be crowned a wife... He was qualified to let us have a name for the sake of his brotherhood, but he gave up that opportunity for the sake of brotherhood, and finally died for a group of bandits. ”

But in any case, he was already the proudest existence in the history of the Hua family, and after his death, the elders of the Hua family decided on a name in their honor, a name that only the "best" people were qualified to use.

"Hana Shengrong... This means that the accomplishment is still higher than that ancestor... Well, no one has ever done it, but I hope my son gets the name. ”

“… Is that so? ”

Nodding silently, Wang Zhonggu's face was neither happy nor sad, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

"Hua Shengrong, what a good name... And, old money, is your wish to be able to go home and see your son? ”

nodded, looked at Wang Zhonggu with anticipation, and Wang Zhonggu smiled faintly.

“…… OK. ”

With this sentence, Wang Zhonggu's right hand had gently pressed on the top of Lao Qian's head, and before he could say thanks, Lao Qian had slowly lost consciousness.

Silently, the soft strength penetrated into Lao Qian's body from the top of his head, completely destroying his "life", and at the same time, the power created an illusion in his mind, an illusion that Wang Zhonggu hoped that Lao Qian could feel.

In the illusion, the "son" that Lao Qian never had the opportunity to see has grown up and proved his strength, and he took the name "Hua Shengrong", he is more like the ancestor, with a longbow and arrows, and broke out of his own position in the rivers and lakes.

Smiling, Lao Qian's body softened and fell to the ground, although he died, there was a peaceful and happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at him, Wang Zhonggu's expression was very complicated, and he even had a little envy, because he knew that he would never be able to enjoy such a peaceful departure.

(I'm sorry, please forgive me, the secret of the twins must not be passed out...) ）

Lying back softly, Wang Zhonggu felt more and more pain in his abdomen, and he couldn't suppress it more and more, gritted his teeth to suppress it, he concentrated on thinking about whether to do more for Lao Qian, but in the end, he still gave up.

(Even if it's a real genius...) It's just a genius liar, and he will never be able to go to Siqian, and the world that can't intersect shouldn't be reluctant... ）

Thinking deeply, Wang Zhonggu felt that his thoughts were beginning to mess up due to the pain, and with a wry smile, he slowly closed his eyes and tried to relax his body.

(My son...) Why are you so slow? ）