It was raining cold.

Waiting for the sudden cold wind to hit the body, people realized that it was already the season of winter, and they were busy putting on their coats to drive away the cold.

Outside the Golden Building, the pool of blood that flowed yesterday has been washed clean at some point, the floor has been replaced with a new one, the pillars of the hall have been repainted, and the broken objects only seem to have never been broken, and they are still there.

The three aunts, six aunts, and girls are still smiling and welcoming people, singing the songs, playing the piano, and the big teapots shouting and drinking, as if nothing has happened.

In this world, what people are best at is forgetting.

The only difference is that there are a few more coffins buried on the barren hills.

In addition, Su Qing has changed from a famous "Lingren" in Jinghua to a well-known "Su Ye" in martial arts.

Fame and fortune are two things, some people step by step a mountain, step by step, but he is a step to the sky, his own martial arts are already extraordinary, and he borrowed the momentum of "Xingyi Gate", it can really be said that he is soaring, and the sky is soaring, out of control.

The front foot just returned home, and the back foot gave gifts and money, almost broke through the threshold, and even those who apprenticed were all rejected by Su Qing.

Favors, this thing, owed, maybe he will have to pay it back when the time comes, he doesn't worry about eating and drinking, and he has a lot of savings, how can he be confused. What's more, these people are not heroes who appreciate you or anything like that, people look at the Xingyi Gate behind him, as well as the power of the northern martial arts.

Now that some things are clear, he doesn't want to have anything to do with them, so as not to get entangled and troublesome.

The status is different, and the treatment is different.

"Master Su, please upstairs!"

He has entered this golden building a total of five times, except for today, and the day before yesterday because of Xiaoqing's death, the other three days were either killing people or preparing to kill people.

Today, it's because Gong Baosen is retiring.

Yesterday's decision was Xingyimen, and today's decision is the "Jingwu Club", and the one who took the hand was a boxer from the south. Some people retreat, some people naturally want to come out, and the salary is not extinguished, this is also something passed down by the ancestors, Gong Baosen wants to "pass on the south and the north", but unfortunately he is older, and he has the view of the portal, so he has to fall on the southerners themselves in the end, so he wants to give away his reputation before retiring, and push it.

Su Qing didn't want to come, but he thought that this should also be the end of Gong Baosen's life, there is a beginning and an end, and I am afraid that I will not see him in the future, plus he has won the name of the north, so it is reasonable to come and testify.

Who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, the palace monkey would become his uncle, but the world is really impermanent.

He changed into a light blue robe this time, embroidered with gold-white brocade on the cuffs, with his hands behind his back, rubbing the wrench on his thumb, and slowly went upstairs. Without yesterday's evil aura and gloom, today he looks soft, with a cold eyebrow, and his beautiful face falls under the dim lampshade, which seems to be glowing with light, like a jade statue wrapped in a dress.

It was Ip Man who partnered with the old man of the palace.

Since yesterday, I saw the momentum of the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, and those southern martial artists who were eager to try and want to get ahead have all died down.

In order to protect the family business and protect the interests of Peidri's tenants, there were many disputes with local gangs in the past.

Dare to come out, have power, good conduct, and have great kung fu in his hands, so he was naturally singled out.

Su Qing sat at the end of the corridor on the second floor, next to the guardrail, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the southern martial arts all looked serious, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The north and the south are light and have existed since ancient times.

Since Ip Man wants to carry the flag of the south, this matter is related to the face of Nanwulin, I am afraid, I am afraid, the flag can not be carried, and it falls to the ground, and then I will have to make jokes.

Yesterday I sat upstairs and watched the southern martial arts masters, but today I changed to the three sects and nine streams in the north, and they all watched quietly.

There was also a square dwarf beside Su Qing.

"This is Xiaoqing's thing, I'll sort it out, think about it or give it to you!"

The woman who poured tea for him was the woman who took care of Xiaoqing before, called Hongling, a dusty woman, with curly hair, red lips, and her own charm.

A wrapped zither and a vermilion jewelry box with a peony flower carved on the lid.

Su Qing sighed.

In the box were the girl's savings for so many years, silver dollars, jewelry, and even the three small yellow croakers he had given earlier were carefully collected by handkerchiefs.

"What is this?"

He reached out and took the most ordinary red thread from it, like a bracelet, with a string of bells tied to it, some big and some small, as big as a dragon's eye, as small as a pea, about twenty or so, and when he picked up the jingle bell, it was very pleasant, like a girl's laughter.

"This is what her mother left her, and she wears a bell every year, and this year it is exactly twenty-one!"

Hongling said beside him, his expression gloomy.

Su Qing's eyes flickered, put away the bell, and only said: "Okay, you can redeem the rest, it is not a long-term thing to stay in this dust, let's change the way of life in the future!" ”

The woman was stunned when she heard this, looked at Su Qing with some complexity, and said, "Thank you!" ”

Su Qing raised his eyes, met the woman's gaze, and was silent for a while before shaking his head. "In this life, but once you go in the world, you will always owe something more or less, and it is best to pay it off, and I am most afraid of those who can't pay it off!"

The woman didn't say anything more, just took a deep look at the man sitting with her hands in front of her, silently put away the jewelry box, and went downstairs with the kite on her back.

"It's coming!"

Suddenly, I heard a cry from downstairs.

Su Qing held the bell and glanced down.

This time, Ip Man went upstairs.

Yesterday, the old man of the palace hung the old ape seal and looked back, but his skills were full of shock, and he was old and strong, and he lived up to the prestige of the year.

Zhuyu was in front, a little different from Su Qing's memory, most of the people in the hall were talking about cheering and cheering, and those who dared to step forward and push a guide to the way, no, they watched Ip Man go upstairs one by one.

This is also a martial arts event, the transfer of new and old forces, the matching of northern and southern forces, the giants of all parties gather here, take a photo, and hope that after a few decades, this is the witness of history.

Through the glass, Su Qing closed his eyes and listened to the words in the room, and the masters from all walks of life in the north and south looked at it even more nervously.

"There are talents in the country, fortunately Mr. Ye is fate, today is my last battle, let's not compare martial arts, compare ideas, how?"

Gong Baosen did not see the fatigue after yesterday's fierce battle, he was full of energy, and his words were loud.

Ip Man said with a smile: "Everyone who comes to the door is a guest, and the host is a guest!" ”

In this way, the old man of the palace told a secret, he sighed, his eyes moved slightly, he took a piece of cake from the table, looked back at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "That year, the Chinese Warriors Association was established, and a person came from the south, took a piece of cake in his hand, and didn't say much, let my senior brother Li Cunyi break it, my senior brother didn't speak, and made him the first president of the Warrior Association!" ”

After a pause, he swept his gaze over everyone, his eyes fell on Ye Man, and when the four eyes met, he said again: "He is not relying on martial arts, but in a sentence, there is a north and a south in the fist, and the country has a north and south?" ”

"This gentleman is also from your Foshan, his name is Ye Yunbiao, and he is a masterpiece!"

At this point, everyone understood.

This is mainly about strength and mind.

Otherwise, what is the difference between them and those people of yesterday, short-sighted, intolerant of others, narrow-minded, and difficult to achieve great things.

"I didn't think that more than 20 years later, let me meet another Mr. Ye, I want to ask in the words of my predecessors, Mr. Ye, can you break this piece of cake in my hand?"

As Gong Baosen spoke, his heavy eyes glared at Ye Man, and he lifted the piece of cake in his hand.

It's also about the work on hand.

Su Qing slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the two people standing opposite each other in the room.

This is a competition, the battle of martial arts, but the square inch under the feet, the sky is round, and the place is all above the hands and feet, just like Li San's cloud hand yesterday, Tai Chi turns into strength, and the world in the old man's heart cannot be broken, and this cake cannot be broken.

Most of the martial arts in the south have changed slightly, Ip Man has never encountered a high mountain, and now he can't talk about the grandmaster, the grandmaster is not only referring to martial arts, but also a person's thoughts, virtues, and even mind, are indispensable.

But Su Qing stood up.

In yesterday's battle, Gong Baosen's qi and blood loss was huge, and he had been recuperating for many years, and once it broke out, this reputation is afraid that it will be sent out.

Not far away, Gong Ruomei's cold face was now a little more lonely, as if she had also seen something in it, and the joints of a pair of slender fingers were white.

Old Jiang looked at it with murderous anger in his eyes, looking nervously, as if he had regarded Ye Man as the enemy of the ruined family, and the monkey on his shoulder was also grinning and screaming strangely. It is said that he used to be an executioner and was taken in by the palace family, and the knife didn't know how many people's heads had been chopped off, and it had been hidden in the sheath, but unfortunately, the knife could be hidden, but the murderous spirit could not be hidden.

"Master Su, who are you?"

Seeing Su Qing leave the scene halfway, some individuals still didn't understand.

Shaking the bell in his hand, Su Qing waved his hand inadvertently.

"Congratulations to Ye Wen for me!"

This is only when I enter the Golden Building, and then I go out of the Golden Building.

When I got back to the noodle shop.

Su Qing wiped his sleeves and went straight to clean up the leftovers on the table, Shang Yunxiang sat in the corner holding a bowl and eating noodles at some point, and saw him come back.

"I know you can't sit still!"

Su Qing smiled.

"Everyone is so tired of living, they all have to pretend, why?"

Shang Yunxiang wiped his mouth.

"You, you have to understand the world as a man, otherwise you will be hated sooner or later!"

He hesitated for a while, took out a crumpled thread-bound book from his arms, and carefully wiped it with his sleeve, his old face was silent, and finally said: "Take it, I see that you love weapons, this is the master's experience with a knife, these years the brothers are a few years old, and there is no strength to fight, I have always carried it with me, and there are some notes from Uncle Wang, which are probably useful to you. ”

Su Qing was stunned and stayed where he was.

The old man said disapprerovingly: "It's over, we have to go, you have a reputation, and you don't really want to see us in the future, this thing can be regarded as a thought for you!" ”

seemed to be waiting for him, and when he saw that he was back, as soon as the things were put aside, Shang Yunxiang drank the soup in the bowl, and was about to take the money while carrying the package beside him.

"Hey, I don't look down on me, I can't afford to invite you to a bowl of noodles as a junior brother!"

Su Qing rolled her eyes.

The old man grinned, smiling honestly and honestly, like a little old man in the countryside, with a mouth that smelled of garlic.

"Then let's go!"

After that, he went out the door.

Looking at the thin and stiff back outside the door, for some reason, Su Qing's throat itched inexplicably, and the ghost opened his mouth and said, "Senior brother, I'll send you?" ”

The old man turned his head to look at him, this is a senior brother who has only been a day old.

"That's fine!"

Su Qing smiled when he heard this, and hurriedly followed.