At the end of the age of 63, it was Laba again
Before you know it, it's the end of the year again.
In the early morning of this day, there was snow all over the inside and outside of Yaowang Villa, the eaves of trees and ice were hanging, and the cold wind was bleak.
Su Chen had finished the "Hibernation Recipe of the Mayfly Chapter" for an hour, dressed in a green shirt, and came to the compound of the Miscellaneous Service Hall as usual. However, I saw that many disciples were busy cleaning, asking for incense, offering incense, and preparing for the festival.
There are also some new junior disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Hall, under the guidance of Kong Xinqiao and other young brothers and sisters, to make a big red lantern hanging high, and fill it with saltpeter in a thin bamboo tube to make many blasting rods to expel the plague.
Some disciples were preparing Laba porridge, chicken, duck and fish and other sacrifices, and the compound was full of laughter and excitement.
"Again... Laba?!"
Su Chen couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw this familiar scene once a year, only to remember that tomorrow would be Laba.
He sighed softly as he lowered his mood.
Over the years, every Laba, he always remembered that he used to worship his ancestors in his hometown in Zhouzhuang, and then boiled salty Laba porridge on the stove of the old fishing boat, always adding a small spoon of lard, small pieces of minced meat, a little salt and various onions and garlic, wafting a strong aroma of oil.
The second brother and the third sister were holding a small wooden bowl and shouting on the side, looking at the laba porridge in the clay pot on the stove, looking like they were waiting to be fed, lively and happy, that happy day.
I don't know, my father and mother are okay? The second brother and three sisters, can they buy new clothes?
Over the years, he often asked the butcher Zhang to bring silver back to Zhouzhuang.
When Uncle Zhang came to Yaowang Villa to visit Tie Niu, he never said anything wrong with Zhou Zhuang's family. just brought a few words for his father and mother, and told him to work hard in the miscellaneous service hall and not to worry about his family, so as to repay the kindness of the medicine king to take him in.
Come to think of it, everything should be fine at home.
It's just that in the freezing month of that year, he ran away from home sadly and came to Gusu County to seek a living, and almost starved to death on the streets. Fortunately, his good brother Ah Chou helped him through the difficulties, and after joining the Medicine King Gang, he survived that period of displacement.
Remembering that winter, he often woke up in his dreams and sat up, his heart was terrified, and he couldn't sleep all night. I don't know how long it will take to untie this knot in my heart.
Su Chen was thinking about it, and there were small snowflakes floating in the sky again.
"It's snowing again... It's still cold in general!"
Su Chen's expression was a little gloomy, he stretched out his fingertips to catch a cold snowflake, and looked at him in a daze, as if Dugu had been left behind.
"Senior Brother Su, what's wrong?"
"Yes, Senior Brother Su's face is a little gloomy, not good-looking? Is it infected with the wind and cold, Senior Brother has a good rest!
Some of the low-level miscellaneous disciples who entered and exited the miscellaneous compound couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Su Chen stunned, and greeted each other with great concern.
"Where, Senior Brother Su is becoming more and more proficient! When he saw the drifting snow, he must have an understanding of cultivation, and he was thinking about the world's peerless learning, which was different from us disciples with low cultivation talent!"
Kong Xinqiao was busy teaching a few rookie girls to tie red lanterns, and after listening to the discussions of the low-level handymen, he couldn't help but laugh and laugh, looking quite envious.
"Huh!"
Su Chen touched his nose and smiled.
Not long ago, he received a token for an intermediate deacon from the parishion. A disciple of the second-rate realm can be promoted to the intermediate deacon of the Miscellaneous Service Hall.
This is still the strength he has concealed most of it.
Otherwise, according to his true cultivation, he would have already been promoted to senior deacon, second only to the principal and deputy hall master of the Miscellaneous Service Hall, and belonged to the senior steward level of the Miscellaneous Service Hall.
Su Chen didn't want to cause too much trouble, and he didn't want to be a senior steward in the hall, so he just wanted to be an intermediate deacon.
But his low-key is different in the eyes of the rest of the Miscellaneous Servant Hall.
With Su Chen's young age, among the hundreds of disciples in the Miscellaneous Service Hall, it can be said that it is extremely rare to break through to the second-rate realm and be promoted to intermediate deacon in just four or five years.
In the past three years, many new disciples have joined the Miscellaneous Service Hall. All the newcomer disciples regarded Su Chen as a young master of the Miscellaneous Service Hall, and they greatly admired and respected him.
Besides, Su Chen is so friendly, he never bullies the younger generation and newcomers in the Miscellaneous Service Hall, and his reputation has always been excellent, and even the senior management of the Miscellaneous Service Hall is quite appreciative.
Every time Zhou Yanyan saw Su Chen, he was crazy with jealousy, but he didn't dare to provoke Su Chen.
Because he is only in the second-rate realm, it took decades to get to where he is today. It is foreseeable that Su Chen is only seventeen years old and will be on par with him, and sooner or later he will leap above him in the Miscellaneous Service Hall. Naturally, he didn't dare to offend Su Chen.
"It's nothing, it's just that I've been in the villa for too long in the last few months, and I haven't gone out, and I'm a little stuffy. You guys do things, I'll go to the county seat for a walk!"
Su Chen smiled at Kong Xinqiao and those newcomer miscellaneous disciples, sighed, and stopped thinking about those troublesome things.
Since tomorrow is Laba, the streets of Gusu County will definitely be very lively. On the streets of Gusu County, every household is decorated with lanterns, preparing for tomorrow's sacrifice, praying for a bumper harvest in the coming year.
Su Chen thought about going to the lively place in Gusu County to hang out and relax, so as not to panic in his heart.
Moreover, the people of the villages and towns in the towns and villages of ten miles and eight towns go into the city to peddle New Year's goods, and there are many small vendors in the county, who will bring rare and special products from all over the country to sell.
He might even be able to collect a few spiritual materials in the county. If you can't find it, take it as a distraction.
In addition, by the way, I went to the Chenghuang Temple in the eastern suburbs to find Ah Chou, Su Chen has recently been practicing behind closed doors in the villa, and he hasn't seen Ah Chou for several months.
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In the eastern suburbs of Gusu County, the city god is broken.
A young martial artist with a dark face and a blue scar was practicing martial arts in an open space in front of the temple, with temples bulging on both sides of his forehead, strong muscles all over his body, and steaming on his back.
"Poof!"
Ah Chou struck out with a pair of bare hands quickly, instantly tearing through the cold air, and bursting out with a soft roar, strong and mighty.
The snowflakes in front of the temple moved with the wind, and a strong and powerful True Qi surged within a few feet around him, stirring up the surrounding snow.
Su Chen knew that Ah Chou was fond of martial arts, and he liked to practice boxing in the Chenghuang Temple in the east of the city on weekdays, and few outsiders would come to disturb him.
When he came to the City God Temple, he couldn't help but admire when he saw that Ah Chou was practicing boxing and had the demeanor of a first-class master of martial arts.
In the past three years, not only has his own cultivation improved extremely quickly, but Ah Chou's cultivation and martial arts have also progressed quite rapidly.
Ah Chou's cultivation is desperate, intoxicated with cultivation, and almost every day he maintains a high-intensity cultivation for four hours.
In just four or five years, he has become a first-class mid-stage master, and he can be called the leader of the younger generation in Tianyingmen.
Especially in the last half a year, many rookie disciples of the Heavenly Eagle Gate know that there is a martial idiot named Ah Chou in the sect, who has cultivated from a hard labor with no status to a first-class master, and his reputation has risen. Even the high-level leaders of the Heavenly Eagle Sect are quite appreciative, and often encourage the newcomer disciples in the sect to take Ah Chou as an example, to be able to endure hardships and endure hard training day after day.
Unlike Su Chen, Ah Chou took a completely fierce path, and the martial arts he learned were still messy, and there were hundreds of completely different martial arts moves in the Sky Eagle Gate, which were completely mixed together.
Originally, this was not a good martial arts cultivation method.
However, there is a herbal prescription prescribed by Su Chen himself, which uses herbs to quench the body and replenish qi, and the true qi foundation of Ah Chou's lower dantian and middle dantian is very solid. As long as the foundation is solid, the power of martial arts is naturally fierce.
In addition, in the past four or five years, Ah Chou has often had the opportunity to learn martial arts skills with Su Chen, a master, and his actual combat experience has become stronger and stronger. On the contrary, Ah Chou broke out a martial arts path suitable for him, and figured out some strange tricks.
Ah Ugly specializes in "chaotic moves", and some young first-class masters of the Eagle Gate are not convinced, and they fight with Ah Ugly, and they are caught off guard by Ugly's "eclectic, no warning" way of making moves to disrupt the rhythm, and often loses in disgrace.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Chen's appearance, and couldn't help but stop in surprise, put away his fist, and said, "Brother Chen, I haven't seen you come to the county seat for a long time, how can I have time to come to the county seat to play today?"
"Ah Chou, I haven't seen you for a few months, and your cultivation has improved a lot! I have been in Yaowang Villa for a long time, and I am a little bored today, so I will come to the county seat for a walk. Thinking that you might be practicing martial arts here, I came over to take a look first. β
Su Chen smiled lightly and paced to the temple.
"Ha, exactly! I've been practicing hard for three months, and my martial arts have improved greatly. Let's try some of my new martial artsββ!!
Ah Chou laughed proudly, and suddenly stepped a little, turning into a strange figure and bursting out, with a strong wind towards Su Chen, and even performed several strange tricks newly learned in the Sky Eagle Gate.
Su Chen's eyes were slightly cold, his figure flickered, he took a few steps under his feet, walked leisurely, and easily dodged the dangerous tricks that Ah Chou had recently learned.
Su Chen had only practiced the three most superficial entry-level martial arts, introductory boxing, leg and footwork. He had never cultivated any intermediate or high-level martial arts.
But he has long passed the realm of "breaking the move with a move", but "breaking with no move, breaking without a move".
Because, for him, the opponent's martial arts moves were instantly broken down into simple body movements.
And these body movements, for Su Chen, obviously have no secrets at all. Even if these movements contain a strong True Qi, there are obvious signs.
Su Chen himself had no moves. In his eyes, the enemy also has no moves.
Ah Ugly burst out, and the lightning-like combo of his fists blasted out, fierce and domineering, and a few inches of fist strength and true qi fist came out of his body.
It's a pity that even Su Chen's shadow can't be touched.
"Come again!"
Ah Chou shouted, knowing that he would not be able to win against Su Chen.
He slammed on the ground, containing a strong true qi kick, "boom", a foot of ground in front of the temple, the three-inch thick stone slab cracked and disintegrated into powder and fine sand.
In an instant, the sand and rocks flew, and the misty sand and dust shrouded the ten zhang square area, completely obscuring the vision.
Only by creating a large area of sand and dust that obscures the field of vision, he has the slightest chance to take advantage of the chaos to win such a punch and two kicks in the competition.
However, Ah Chou was shocked to find that he still couldn't touch the corner of Su Chen's clothes in the misty sand and dust in the sky.
Ah Chou used all his strength to perform a series of flying kicks, but he missed, but lost Su Chen's trace in the dust, and couldn't help but look stunned, "Brother Chen, the sand and dust are full, and you can't see it, how can you still avoid my move?"
"I can hear... I warned you that you must leave room for your moves, otherwise you will suffer when you meet a master. β
Su Chen said calmly, raised his foot and swept away, and instantly kicked on Ah Chou's leg. The strength is average, but it is enough to instantly make Ugly lose his balance.
The ugly "poofed", fell to the ground, and suddenly wilted.
After several months of penance, it still doesn't work, with his first-class mid-stage realm, it is now difficult to meet an opponent among the younger generation of the same age in the Heavenly Eagle Gate. But he couldn't even hit the corners of Su Chen's clothes. This strength is not a little bit worse.
"Isn't this a battle with you, so I can use all my strength! Alas, it's just that, no fight. Wait for me to cultivate for another ten years, and when I reach the first-class stage, I will be able to catch up with your strength sooner or later. β