“？？？”

“！”

"Zhao Cheng?!"

Li Liuqing put down the bag in her hand, first pinched her face, and then rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was dreaming now.

After some operation, it didn't seem to be a dream, and then I realized that I was moving, and immediately, my face turned even redder.

Then, thinking of what she had just said, she suddenly felt that it would be nice if there was a crack in the ground next to her.

"Squad leader."

Zhao Cheng said hello.

When he was little, that's how he called each other.

"You...... You, you, I...... I still have some things, ...... Let's talk again when we have time! ”

Li Liuqing stammered, but finished a paragraph quickly, and then, reluctantly lifted the bag on the ground, and ran outside at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, as if there was something urgent.

"Liu Qing is too cute, still the same as before, with a red face at every turn."

Zhao Xiuxiu said.

In fact, Li Liuqing is the only one who feels embarrassed, and her skin is still too thin.

However, when the other party was a child, he was like this, and he can only say that there has been little change over the years.

"Indeed!"

Zhao Cheng nodded, and indeed didn't feel any change.

……

The day's time was over quickly.

For dinner, Zhao Cheng's parents and uncles and aunts made it together, and the food was quite delicious, but when it was time to eat, Zhao Manyun suddenly said that on the first day of the new year, there would be friends who would come over to play, and they might be brought home at that time.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with this.

It is to arouse the emotion of Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, saying that the current Spring Festival is becoming more and more tasteless or something, and the previous New Year's Day is not far away.

And in fact, it is true, not to mention the first year of the new year, the Chinese New Year's Eve, there are not no people who run away, especially young people.

But at night, Zhao Xiaoxiang created a group chat and pulled in a few friends who used to play together when she was a child, originally she didn't have so many contact information, but Zhao Xiuxiu did.

So, there was another lively chatter in the group, which was quite a bit of a reunion after a long absence.

But in fact, Zhao Cheng can still feel the sense of alienation brought by the passage of time.

After that, the group discussed and decided to have an outdoor barbecue tomorrow and have a small gathering.

As for tools or something, there is a little friend at home, who is engaged in a homestay, and is fully equipped.

In the end, everyone pooled some funds together, and the money for materials was also solved, and we waited for tomorrow to start.

In this process, Zhao Cheng paddled the whole process, but at the critical time, he echoed it, but most of his mind was on the derivation of the Four Tribulations Heavenly Sword.

He was already completely obsessed.

The more you deduce, the more you feel that swordsmanship and sword theory are endless.

Zhao Cheng heard before that engaging in scientific research is addictive, but he didn't understand it at the time, but now he understands it, and he is indeed very addicted.

When sleeping at night, Zhao Xiaoxiang and Zhao Manyun are in one room, and Zhao Cheng and Zhao Dong are in one room.

Because there were other people in the room, it was Zhao Cheng's daily swordsmanship cultivation, so he put it directly in the courtyard.

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In this regard, Zhao Manyun and Zhao Dong were also surprised at first, but after watching it for a while, they only felt that Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship seemed to be a little powerful, but it was not obvious what level it was.

It was just amazed at Zhao Cheng's diligence.

And when Zhao Cheng finished simulating twice and was about to sleep, Zhao Dong was still playing with his mobile phone.

In this regard, Zhao Cheng has no idea, Zhao Dong is the normal routine of contemporary young people, but he is too regular, but it seems not normal.

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Zhao Cheng glanced at Zhao Dong's complexion, and felt that the other party should have just fallen asleep, so he went out lightly.

At this point, it was only five o'clock, and the sky was not yet dawn.

After Zhao Cheng finished washing, he didn't open the door, the wall was more than two meters high, he jumped and climbed over, without alarming anyone.

But it was too early, and I didn't want to practice the sword by myself, so I made my family sleep.

When I was in Shonan, it was the sound insulation of the house, but now I live in this kind of yard, but the slightest noise in the yard can't hide from the people in the house.

There is a village near the house, more than 100 meters away, in front of which is a large cement floor, on which there are only some scattered sports equipment, and the street lights in that place will be turned on overnight.

Zhao Cheng touched it directly, and then saw that several old men in the village were exercising in the morning.

This weather, this point, this age, is really a bit amazing.

However, Zhao Cheng thought of the news he had seen before, when the old lady in the big city got up at four in the morning to dance the square dance, the scene in front of him seemed to be nothing wrong.

Young people play with their mobile phones to cultivate immortals until midnight, but many old people fall asleep at eight or nine o'clock, wake up at four or five o'clock in the morning, and can't sleep when they wake up.

A few old men who looked familiar to Zhao Cheng but couldn't name them, all of them had white hair, and under the street lamp, with the cold air, it really had a bit of fairy wind and bones.

When they practiced in the morning, they were also practicing swordsmanship, which was also a basic swordsmanship, but it was not the version that Zhao Cheng was practicing now, but the old version before.

Zhao Cheng didn't rush to practice swords, but looked at them for a while, and found that these old people, after so many years of cultivation, swordsmanship is very pure, and one by one a single swordsmanship, I'm afraid they are all close to level ten.

This is the power of time, accumulated over time, even if the talent is not good, but the level of swordsmanship can be practiced.

But if they really want to fight, they may not be able to beat a young man who is just starting out in swordsmanship, but he is physically strong.

Qi and blood have decayed, and the spirit has begun to fail, no matter how pure the swordsmanship is, it is impossible to improve the skill to the realm of the Grandmaster of lv10 and produce a qualitative change.

When a person is old, even if he does not fall into penance, at most he will reduce the speed of exhaustion of qi, blood and spirit, and time can only bring about the improvement of skills, but it cannot make life qualitatively change.

As long as it is a human being, it will eventually grow old.

Zhao Cheng had such a thought in his heart.

When people are young, sixteen to twenty-four, is the fastest progress of a period of time, twenty-four to thirty-two, is a stage of steady progress, generally thirty-two years old, is the peak, if at this time, not to prove the swordsman, the future is hopeless.

Of course, for Tianjiao, it is twenty-four who are not swordsmen, and thirty-two who are not swordsmen, and it will be difficult to reach the top in the future.

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The peak is followed by the trough, and time is so cruel!

Zhao Cheng has changed a lot, these old people didn't recognize which child he was, they just saw that he was extraordinary, looked at him a few more times, and then took care of his own things, Zhao Cheng could see that they were practicing swords, and they were smiling and talking about the way of health, and the atmosphere was pleasant.

And Zhao Cheng also packed up his mind and began to practice one move at a time.