At the back of the old house of the Song family, there is a fairly vast green pine forest.

Among the towering green pine trees, under the green hills, there is a low courtyard with green tiles and red eaves!

The scale is not large, but it is built very solemnly, and it is very simple and heavy in the Republic of China!

This is a Buddhist hall, and it is the place where the ancestors eat fasting and recite the Buddha every day.

It was nearly two o'clock in the morning.

And at this moment, on the golden puff mat in the center, an old woman who was nearly ninety years old was kneeling quietly.

The figure is slightly thin, the back is slightly rickety, the hair is pale, and the old face is covered with the ravines and vicissitudes left by the years. On the ground next to it, there was a pure rosewood dragon-shaped walking stick.

Just kneeling quietly.

Squinting his eyes, his skinny hands were unhurriedly moving a string of thick and round Buddha beads.

His lips twitched slightly, and he silently recited the Vajra Pura Sutra with a calm and reverent expression.

Behind her, there was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl standing pretty, wearing an emerald green light gauze dress, looking handsome and quite aura, it was Tingzhu!

It's just that at this time, she looked at the old woman in front of her in a daze, but her expression always looked a little anxious and restless!

The Buddha hall is surprisingly quiet, only the slightly dim incense candle light is jumping, and the atmosphere is even more solemn, even a little depressing!

Time passed, for a long time, Tingzhu finally couldn't help it, and shouted with a wry smile, "Ancestor ......"

"It's already ugly, and the chickens have already crowed twice, or I'll send you back to Fushou Pavilion to rest!"

"It's cold at night, and you're so old, what if you're sick?"

But the old lady still didn't move, her expression was calm and unfazed, and she recited the Buddhist scriptures devoutly.

Tingzhu suddenly became a little more anxious, tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

And at this moment, outside the gate of the Buddhist hall, a girl wearing a lilac dress and a slender figure rushed in, it was Yiqin.

Walking lightly, he walked to Tingzhu's side, glanced at the old ancestor who was concentrating on chanting Buddha in front of him, and smiled helplessly.

hesitated slightly, but still shouted softly, "Ancestor......"

At this time, the old lady finally stopped her movements and slowly opened her eyes.

It's just that in the slightly cloudy and dim eyes, there is a faint bit of exhaustion and vicissitudes.

After a while, he asked a little hoarsely, "Is it over?" ”

"This ......" Yiqin's expression froze, quite embarrassed. Still gritted his teeth, lowered his head and replied honestly, "It's been more than an hour, and it's not over yet......"

After a short hesitation, he added, "But the news from the martial arts arena, after all, the difference in strength is too great, Zhao Gongzi has now suffered a lot of injuries, and he has been completely defeated and retreated, and he has no strength to fight back!" ”

"Although at present, I am still gritting my teeth and holding on, but it is estimated that it will not be long before my internal strength will be exhausted, and then I will fail miserably!"

"Ancestor, don't worry, in this competition, our Song family is winning, and we can't lose!"

However, unexpectedly, the old lady did not have much joy, but was even more bitter.

Stirring the string of Buddha beads, his thin fingers trembled violently. A long sigh, his voice even hoarse, "You're wrong......"

"I'm an old woman, I've lived for almost a century, and it's been nearly 70 years since I married into this plum blossom hermitage. What winds and waves have you not seen, what wind and rain have you not experienced? A lot of things have long been seen lightly! ”

"Thirty years ago, the old lady died tragically at the top of Mount Tai, and the Chinese martial arts were shaken, and my old woman only guarded the spirit for him for three days, and she didn't shed a single tear!"

Tired and rubbed his reddened eyes and shook his head, "Do you really think that I care much about winning or losing this competition?" I'm just, I feel sorry for the little cub of the Zhao family......"

"This ......" In an instant, Tingzhu and Yiqin glanced at each other, their faces full of doubts.

"That little bunny, I watched him grow up! I remember that boy, when he was still a baby, every time my old woman hugged him, he would pee on me and giggle at me! After a short silence, the old ancestor sighed softly, "I can make the old woman angry half to death, but I like it again!" ”

"When I was two or three years old wearing open crotch pants, I always liked to jump in front of me, sit on my lap, and watch me play mahjong! Every time I reprimanded Huwei and rice planting, he followed along, and he learned decently, making them red-faced! ”

"Bigger, this cub will be even naughtiest! With a group of little children, tossing chickens and dogs in the village, going down to the river to fish and climb trees to dig birds' nests, but every time I fall with a blue nose and swollen face, I like to run in front of me to cry, and I am coquettish, making people cry and laugh or laugh! ”

"Later, I ran less to my old woman! But every time I come back from outside, or during the New Year's Festival, there are so many young people in the village, and every time he comes to kowtow to me to say goodbye, he runs the most actively! ”

"And now, this little cub has finally grown up, has the means and strategy to strategize, has the courage to fight to the death for the girl he likes, and has become a man who stands up to the sky under Taihua Mountain!"

"Destroy the 'Red Scorpion Alliance', bloody Tang Sect to take power, repel the broken knife flow to defend the Su family's industry, and kill Lu Dongshan Kuangfu Qingcheng faction orthodoxy, which one, isn't it earth-shattering ghosts and gods?"

"But in the eyes of my old woman, he is still the same as before, the naughty boy who wears open crotch pants and hangs slugs covered in mud......"

The two girls didn't speak anymore and listened carefully.

"In tonight's battle, he has been driven to a dead end, and he has no choice!" After a while, the old lady muttered again, but her voice was even more difficult, "Because he knows better than anyone else that if he retreats, not only will he not want to marry a girl in Allure, but the Zhao family's century-old reputation and prestige will also be ruined!" ”

"But why, there are so many people in my Song family, all of them are old and confused, so they have to force him like this?"

For a while, his emotions became a little excited, "Can't they see through this battle, if he wins, our Song family has nothing to do at all?" At least, my old woman will never believe that even if the girl from the Allure City marries into the Zhao family, the little cub will be so conscienceless, and the development of the Song family will be restrained from now on! will let the Song family act on his Zhao family's face from now on! ”

"After all, they take the unwarranted name of the Song family too seriously!"

"But if he loses, his life will be completely ruined!"

Unconsciously, his cloudy eyes were a little moist, "In this battle, he has already gambled everything, and he can't afford to lose......"

For a while, the Buddha hall became silent again.

Listening to the two girls, Zhu and Yiqin, they didn't speak again.

After a long time, the old lady smiled bitterly, but finally gritted her teeth, "Let's go, help me to the martial arts arena!" ”

"I'm an old woman, although I don't care about family affairs for many years. But tonight, the old man wants to see how much trouble they can make, and what kind of desperate road they are going to force that little cub......"

(End of chapter)