On July 15, Taoism calls it the Midyear Festival, Buddhism talks about the Bon Festival, and in the folk it is called the Ghost Festival. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

July belongs to Kun, the hexagram of yin. Legend has it that on the first day of the seventh month, the ghost gate is opened, and the evil ghosts of the underworld wander away from the world and enjoy the offerings. By noon on the 15th day of the seventh month, the gate of demons was closed, and all the demons had to return to Hades on time.

On July 15 of this year, the sun and time are in conflict, and everything is not appropriate.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning, a thick cloud that broke through the sky, shone on the Chaoyang Terrace on the top of Chaoyang Peak.

Chaoyang Peak is indeed the first place in Huashan to welcome the new morning. The sun dispelled the haze of the night, took away the coldness of the mountaintop, and also illuminated the faces of everyone on the Chaoyang platform.

On Chaoyang Peak, hundreds of people have gathered now. They all came here from all over the world just to see the day come with their own eyes. They had all been waiting all night, blowing a cold wind all night.

The first rays of the morning sun lit up, and they finally waited for this moment. Many people were excited, and many were worried. But none of them had a complaining, impatient look on their faces.

Dozens of people stood around the Chaoyang Terrace, giving way to a large open space in the center. The rest of the people could only stand among the rocks on the edge of the platform. Some even climbed to the top of the tree just to see better.

This is a much-anticipated matchup. Everyone has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

In the open space in the middle of the platform, there were only two people, two young people. The onlookers included men and women, old and young, humble and noble. But their eyes were fixed on the two young men at this time.

The young men stood opposite each other, separated by a distance of five or six feet. Standing on the east side, the man stood with his hands in his hands, his back to the sun, and his face was also gloomy. He said in a deep voice, "You're finally here!"

The young man facing the sun patted the dust on Ma Ge's clothes, smiled bitterly helplessly, and said, "I don't want to come!"

The man on the east side: "You should have come yesterday!"

There was still no nervousness on the face of the young man in Ge Yi, and he was more calm than the onlookers. He said: "Hua Ping, I came yesterday and accompanied you to blow the wind all night!"

The man to the east was none other than Warboy Pinh. His face was extremely precious, composed, and serious. He has been in retreat for half a month, and during this half month, he has not seen outsiders, bathed and fasted, just for today's arrival. Every muscle and bone in his body has reached the best condition, and he can burst out to his maximum potential at any time.

But he wasn't in a hurry, because he had to make things clear. Hua Ping said: "Su Zhuo, why did you miss the appointment yesterday?"

Who would have thought that the person standing opposite Warburgh would actually be Su Zhuo? Su Zhuo did not get angry in the face of Warburg Pinch's questioning. He has always been generous to his friends.

Su Zhuo smiled: "Huaping, it's not me who made an appointment with you, why should I be the wronged leader?"

Warburg Pincus didn't expect Su Zhuo to say that. Su Zhuo spoke, almost like a scoundrel. And Warburg Pincus also knew that his rogue kung fu was definitely not as good as Su Zhuo's.

When he came out of the customs yesterday, he had already heard Yan Linglong say what Su Zhuo had done in the past few days. The more he felt that this former best friend was acting more and more upside down. Yan Linglong said worriedly: "Su Clumsy has never acted with common sense. He must have some idea......"

Hua Ping knew Yan Linglong's difficulties. On the one hand, they are friends who grew up together, and on the other hand, they are now husbands. But Yan Linglong has already done a good job. She knew that she would never be able to stop the duel between Hua Ping and Su Zhuo, so she didn't say anything.

Before leaving, she only whispered "be careful".

Hua Ping took a deep breath, and still said patiently: "Su Zhuo, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you want to say that there is another Su Zhuo in this world besides you?"

Su Zhuo smiled bitterly: "You may not believe it when you say it, but there is another Su Zhuo in this world!"

Hua Ping was stunned for a moment and said, "Then which Su Zhuo are you?"

Su Zhuo was also stunned, and said, "I'm the same Su Zhuo!"

All the onlookers looked at each other, how did a very serious and formal competition turn into a farce?

Someone has already started to heckle and whistle. But no one on the platform had the heart to laugh. Ling Shuang, who was standing behind Hua Ping, suddenly whispered to Yan Linglong, "Do you think Su Zhuo is a little weird today?"

Yan Linglong frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "It's not weird, it's normal......"

Ling Shuang savored Yan Linglong's words and realized something. He suddenly laughed and said, "Could it be that what Su Zhuo said is true......?" Maybe we should really believe him!"

Yan Linglong didn't have a look of joy on her face, and muttered, "I hope so...... But it's too late......"

Hua Ping knew that he shouldn't go on with Su Zhuo. He looked at the row of people behind Su Zhuo, all of them were arrogant, their faces full of mockery, and their faces were hateful. Originally, they were supposed to support Su Zhuo's gang, but now they are more like staying out of the matter, just to watch this excitement.

Hua Ping took a deep breath and said, "Su Zhuo, you can make a move!"

Su Zhuo shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight you!"

Hua Ping frowned and said, "Why?"

Su Shu said: "There are so many people here who support you, but I don't have a single one to support you." I'm not stupid, so why do I insist on fighting you?"

Hua Ping was a little angry and said, "Then what do you say about the agreement you made with me in the Yellow Crane Tower a month ago?"

Su Zhuo shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have already said that the person who made the agreement with you is not me!"

Hua Ping said loudly: "Could it be that there are two Su Zhuo in this world!"

Su Zhuo nodded rudely. The fight seems to be stuck in an endless loop, back to that unexplained problem.

The onlookers in the audience have begun to stir up a little. From time to time, someone shouted: "Hua Daxia, hurry up and teach him a lesson!"

"Yes! Defeat this villain who deceives the world and steals his name! Hua Daxia, we support you!"

The shouts grew louder. Su Zhuo was surrounded by all kinds of insulting saliva again. But he seemed to have gotten used to this situation, and gradually cultivated to a state of self-reliance. He couldn't help but secretly boast in his heart about his broad mind and his bearing of not lingering on everything.

But his eyes still didn't hold back, and he looked into the crowd. He's waiting for someone.

But the people he was waiting for had not yet come.

Hua Ping seemed to have seen through Su Zhuo's careful thoughts, and only from Su Zhuo's unconscious eyes, he was already stunned. He said, "You're stalling for time!"

After Hua Ping finished saying these six words, his body had already floated out of three feet. A palm slammed down on Su Zhuo's face.

He didn't keep his hand, this move was the first move after leaving the customs, and he was in one go.

As soon as Su Zhuo withdrew his eyes, he had already seen Su Zhuo's palm coming towards him. He glared at him and raised his palm to take it, but his body was already rapidly retreating.

He did not fight hard with Huaping, but relied on the light skills of Ling Xiao Fei to dodge this blow.

When the heroes saw Su Zhuo's first move, they began to dodge, and immediately booed. Su Zhuo didn't care, and retreated as usual, going around the platform in circles.

The light skills of Ling Xiao Fei were taught to Su Zhuo by Yan Linglong. Hua Ping, as Yan Linglong's husband, has long consulted his wife. He said in a deep voice: "Su Zhuo, don't run away again, let's shoot!"

As he spoke, his palm slapped out from the oblique side, not at Su Zhuo, but towards the empty space. Others didn't know why, but Su Zhuo was secretly surprised, it was the place where he was going to retreat. And he was in mid-air, and his style was old, as if he was deliberately hitting Hua Ping's palm...... (To be continued.) )