Chapter 125: Mother's Death
Zhou Yang's martial arts skills are very good, this is something that the entire Qingshan Town knows, but like today, watching him show his real ability to fight with people, this is the second time in history!
Many old people who have not attained the right path to cultivating immortals and have attained immortality but have not been able to ascend recalled that more than 200 years ago, there was a little girl with braids who came to Qingshan Town and asked Zhou Yang with a smile, saying that she was coming to challenge him and try her martial arts.
What happened after that, no one knows, anyway, the two of them went to fight outside the town, when Zhou Yang came back, the clothes he was wearing were so broken that only half of his pants remained, and the little girl didn't come back, but, according to Zhou Yang afterwards, the little girl didn't fight him a few times, and suddenly received a message from someone and was in a hurry to leave.
It's just that more than 200 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and until today, the little girl has never arrived as promised to compete with Zhou Yang.
"Boy, let's go outside the town to fight, there are many people here, and there are many shops, so there is no need to let others bear unnecessary losses for the sake of our competition. β
Zhou Yang moved his neck and shoulders as he spoke, and there was a crackling sound of bones, with his movements, one after another, "Since I returned from Yintian Island Shenwu Boxing, four hundred years, except for the one who said he wanted to fight with me, but never came back...... Untrustworthy little shrew, you kid, but the second person to let me do what I really can!"
Make an appointment with someone, don't keep your word, shrew......
These words, instinctively, reminded Gao Zhihao of his mother Ji Haihan, he vaguely remembered that once upon a time, he had heard his mother teach him to talk about it, and he owed a little white face who didn't fight, or in order to "take care" of his useless son, she would have gone to Yunyun with someone a date.
It's just that this week's yang ...... A black and strong man, how can he not be regarded as a little white face!
Puzzled, Gao Zhihao swallowed his saliva gently, up and down, and looked at Zhou Yang again, hesitated again and again, and didn't know how to ask this properly, people are also the head of a town, he is always bad to ask people in front of so many people, are you my mother has something to say, and owes the little white face who didn't fight!
"What's the matter?"
Seeing that Gao Zhihao had been staring at him, looking at him with complicated eyes, and not answering him whether it was good or not, Zhou Yang couldn't help frowning, walked quickly to him, stretched out his hand, bent his index finger, circled it with his thumb, and was about to play his brain hammer, but unexpectedly, before his brain hammer popped out, Gao Zhihao deftly dodged, and when he reappeared, he was already by the side of the whiteboard and the spirit fox Xiaoyue, "You kid, do you fight or not!"
"Hit, I'll pick up my spirit pet so that I can go out of town with you, and leave the two of them here, I don't feel at ease. β
Gao Zhihao said as he picked up the whiteboard and Linghu Xiaoyue from the ground, and put them on his shoulders one left and one right, taking advantage of this gear, he also thought about how to ask Zhou Yang about the woman he just mentioned, "I take the liberty of asking the town chief, the town chief just said, there was a woman who made an appointment with you to fight, but she never came back...... That woman, is her name Ji Haihan?"
"You, how do you know!"
Gao Zhihao's words made Zhou Yang stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened violently, and he looked at him carefully, "You kid...... Know that little shrew?"
"The woman that the town chief said was Zhihao's mother, when Zhihao was young, he often heard her mention that he owed the town mayor a fight, but at that time...... Zhihao is young and can't take care of her, so she hasn't been able to make the trip......"
Speaking of Ji Haihan, Gao Zhihao couldn't help but feel a slight pain in his heart, people always say that time will make a qiΔ fade away, and return to nothing, but I don't know something, even if the past is long, it will still only be unforgettable, remembering that when he was young, he was puzzled and misunderstood about Ji Haihan, Gao Zhihao first took a deep breath, and then slowly raised his head and looked at Zhou Yang, "My mother has already left, and the fight she owes to the town elder is also destined to be broken...... I don't know, do you mind if the mayor of the town would let Zhihao, a person who has secretly learned skills from my mother for a few days, and is not yet a masterful person, replace her old man, and come to compare a few tricks with the mayor of the town?"
"Your mother?, that little shrew is your mother?!"
Gao Zhihao's words made Zhou Yang a little dazed, and when he realized what he said, he was suddenly surprised and surprised, "You, you, you are the son of that little shrew?......! Damn little shrew, if you die, you won't give me a dream to say anything, and you will cause me to wait here in vain!"
"A lot can happen in two hundred years, Mayor Town. β
Listening to what Zhou Yang said, as if his mother had only come yesterday, Gao Zhihao couldn't help but smile, walked slowly to him, and respectfully bowed to him, "It's not early, let's go out of town to compete, these two spirit beasts of mine have accompanied me to this place, but they are a little tired." β
"You're the little ...... No, you are Ji Haihan's son, I have known her for a long time, and I am older than her, you child who does not study well, the town elder, you can also call him!
Knowing that Gao Zhihao is Ji Haihan's son, Zhou Yang's attitude towards him instantly improved a lot, stretched out his hand, rubbed his head, and reached out to grab the whiteboard, wanting to pick it up and take a closer look, but found that it was ...... Just now, Gao Zhihao casually picked it up, and the little guy who put it on his shoulder turned out to be ...... It was so heavy that he didn't deliberately exert his strength, and he couldn't even carry it!
"Uh, cough, Uncle Zhou is good. β
I didn't expect to meet his mother's old friend from such a big distance, and this strange Cheng dΓΉ is still inferior to her at all, Gao Zhihao couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, stretched out his hand and scratched the whiteboard that was messed up by Zhou Yang, and wanted to retaliate against him with a smile...... It's called tabula rasa, it's my spiritual pet, and it's quite edible on weekdays, so ...... Well, it's a little bit ......."
"You can eat it! Your whole family can eat it!"
The whiteboard will not wipe Gao Zhihao's face in front of people, but it does not mean that it will not use its heart to communicate to protest to Gao Zhihao, "I eat as much as Xiaoyue, the same amount, it's okay!