Xia Qiu smiled, Confucius once said a long time ago that it is a pleasure to have friends from afar, and the same is true for people to meet each other. What's more, it's a year-old friend?

put away the racket, and Xia Qiu chatted with the old man. Although in the eyes of outsiders, the old man Inoue has a strange temper, but in the eyes of Xia Qiu, he is just a little stubborn.

Although he is not very rich, he can even be said to be poor, but he still sticks to this tennis court.

"Really? So you ran away from home. The old man asked about Xia Qiu and sighed a little.

After all, if a person who often appears in front of his eyes suddenly disappears one day, it is really uncomfortable. And how about an old man?

"Speaking of which, your tennis skills are really good enough now. I remember that in the past, you could only fight about five, running back and forth on both sides, fighting yourself against yourself, and now you can't see a shadow. Looking at the dozen tennis balls scattered on the ground, the old man said again.

Xia Qiu smiled and did not speak. At that time, he was still young, his body had not grown, and even if he had great potential, it would not be possible to realize it, even now.

His body is still growing, and he has not yet reached the golden age of the human body, both physically and mentally. Not the pinnacle.

And for the summer and autumn tennis skills, the old man has long been not surprised. Because I've seen it before. Even if there is no tennis report about summer and autumn in the world, the old man has never asked out of curiosity.

That's why he and the old man were able to make friends. It's just that, compared with before, Xia Qiu found that this old man became a little emotional. Or rather sentimentality.

I don't know if people always love the old when they get old, or because they are too lonely, they always like to talk about the past with Xia Qiu. Yesterday, a few years, or more than a decade, or even when he was a child.

Xia Qiu listened quietly, and at the same time felt a twilight atmosphere in this old man. There was a feeling of knowing that I was about to die.

Is the deadline approaching?

Xia Qiu felt a little funny, although his judgment was not necessarily accurate, but as far as he could see, this old man could live for at least seven or eight months. Seven or eight months, this has been more than half a year.

In this Conan's distorted timeline, he should be unable to die even if he wants to, right?

Then, the old man talked about how strong his body was when he was young, and now in his twilight years, when he is dying, he has a sore back and legs at every turn, and sometimes he can't even kill a chicken.

Although it was talking to himself, Xia Qiu frowned, because it seemed to be said to him.

You know, under the influence of the spirit of bushido, the old man of his country is very strong. On the bus, if you give up a seat to someone, not only will they not thank you, but they will probably beat you up, thinking that you look down on him.

Now it's like saying that you shouldn't live like this, you should dedicate yourself to some cause, even sacrifice, while you're young.

In the end, he talked about his lack of children and daughters, and the appearance of Xia Qiu seemed to fill the regret in his heart.

However, listening to it, Xia Qiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Old man!"

In the end, Xia Qiuluo stood up suddenly, a trace of power flashed in his eyes, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

He doesn't like to be told how to do it, and he doesn't like to do what others think because of their emotions. This is the same whether that person is pitiful or not, or whether it is good or evil. Please net

Because if someone else shows his pity and then asks you to do what they think, then what is that?

If someone wants him to live according to the will of others, or even to influence and change him, then he is disgusted! Because everyone has their own beliefs and wills.

The difference is that some people are more determined.

Sometimes killing people doesn't need to kill your body, destroying your original spirit, and then reshaping it, and finally turning your spirit into what others want.

At that time, you thought you were still alive, but in fact you were dead!

And Xia Qiu's will is unimaginably strong, and it will never be shaken by other people's words!

Conan is the same as him in this regard. Whoever commits a crime, he will send the other person to prison. Perhaps the only difference is that Xia Qiu has a little more anger than Conan, and even has a stronger and firmer heart than him.

More importantly, Xia Qiu will never allow anyone to attempt to change their will and spirit!

The old man was taken aback in an instant, knowing that he had passed, and the person in front of him was not an ordinary young man after all. Or as far as Xia Qiu is now said to be at the spiritual level, he has already gotten out of a certain category, not a human, but a god.

If it were an ordinary person, he said this, and others might be aroused by him to pity him, and eventually form the situation he hoped for.

But for people like Xia Qiu, that is, they want to ride on their heads, lean on the old, sell the old, and point fingers. This is a great challenge to their self and dignity.

"If I were a pure martial artist, you would be dead by now." Xia Qiu said expressionlessly.

In his previous life, he had read through the Romance of the Dragon and Snake, and read the mountains and rivers of Boxingzhen. Although these two parts are, there is no lack of truth in them.

The martial arts masters inside have a strong heart, a fist spirit, and a firm will that is extremely unshakable. If there is a disobedience to the wavering, it is between life and death, the world is turned upside down, and the blood flows like a river!

Their beliefs are different, some people break the void, break away from the red dust, confuse the way of heaven, some people contain all things in life, and some people are in heaven and earth, and they are the only ones!

For these people, their hearts and minds are unshakable, even the heavens and the earth must be broken! Otherwise, how can you shatter the void and see that God is not bad? And for such an existence, whether good or evil, it can only be caused by them.

Because even if it is a Buddha who is equal to all beings, when people meet him, even if it is just a statue, he must kneel down for it!

If others have calculated actions, it must be life and death, and there will be no good retribution, and the world will be turned upside down!

"The sky kills, and the stars move; The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land; People kill the machine, the world repeats! Xia Qiu suddenly remembered a few words in the Yellow Emperor's Yin Fu Sutra.

Although he is not a martial arts practitioner now, since he has been on the road of tennis, his will and belief have been extremely firm, and he has his own dignity and dignity, how can he allow others to waver?

This point cannot be revealed when he is not touched, because he is already in a state of returning to the source of qi, and his temper and everything have converged.

But that doesn't mean that there isn't one, and now it's triggered by this old man, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it's .........

In the end, Xia Qiu shook his head, picked up the ball bag, and turned to leave.