Immortal Martial Immortal

Chapter 3
After a while, Qingcheng finished the meal.

"Father, I offer you a toast." Qing Cheng picked up a bowl of wine and said to old man Zhao.

Qing Cheng has lived with old man Zhao since he was a child, Qing Cheng also knows the hard work of old man Zhao, now that he has grown up, thinking of the old man Zhao who has worked so hard to raise him, he is already old at this time, and his heart aches .

Thinking of this, Qing Cheng drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Okay, good boy, that's how it should be, drink to your heart's content"

Seeing Qingcheng drinking from a large bowl, old man Zhao admired it very much. He picked up the bowl and took a sip, the cold and scorching wine entered his throat

After drinking, he seemed to be in a trance for a while, his eyes were blurred, and it seemed that the person sitting in front of him was not Zhao Qingcheng, but another familiar figure.

"It seems, it seems, so many years have passed in a flash." Old man Zhao first thought of his former brother. He was still young and ignorant of things at that time, but now he is on different sides of the world, and the world does not see each other.

Qing Cheng asked puzzledly: "Father, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, my father is old, I'm just sighing." Old man Zhao's eyes were covered with mist unconsciously, looking at Qingcheng, he couldn't help but think of his wife, Shangluan, and the place where he stayed when he was a child.

"Father, you are not old at all, you are in your prime now," Qing Cheng said hastily.

"No matter what dad said, and you, come on, let's have a few more drinks with dad tonight." Old man Zhao looked at Qingcheng, his heart softened, his eyes full of kindness.

"Okay, Dad, I wish you a long life and a hundred years of happiness, such as the East China Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan"

Qing Cheng got a little drunk, so he went back to rest first.

It was late at night, and at this time old man Zhao sat quietly in front of his house, looking at the moon.

After a while, a young man appeared. The young man was handsome and energetic, not like an ordinary person.

"I hope you can do what I asked you to do." Old man Zhao said calmly without turning his head, as if he knew who was coming.

"Don't worry, since I accept your things, I will do things for you. Besides, this is not a big deal. If you lose seven or eight of your cultivation, what can you do with me?" The young man said with a smile.

Mr. Zhao said in some confusion: "Yes, even if you don't keep your promise, what can I do with you?"

The young man came to the old man Zhao and said with a smile: "But I keep my promise, I am also a true disciple of Cang Yue Sect, don't worry."

"I still have a letter here, please give it to him," Old Man Zhao said as he took out a letter.

"When will you give it to him?"

"wait until."

"Okay, I'll give it to him, there's nothing else, I'll go first"

"Um"

The man just disappeared into the silent night, as if he had never been here before, and the night fell into peace like this.

Old man Zhao was still looking at the moonlight, thinking of the old days, his wife, son, elder brother, and clansmen. He was unconsciously intoxicated. Blood.

Suddenly he turned his head and looked at the cabin with some reluctance.

The night was deeper.

The next day, Qing Cheng got up slowly, his head hurt a bit, maybe because he drank too much wine, the sun hurt his eyes, he couldn't help shaking his head, stood up, washed for a while, and went to make breakfast after practicing the gymnastics up.

"Father, get up and have breakfast." After a while, Qing Cheng made porridge and waited for old man Zhao to come out.

Qing Cheng waited for a long time but no one came out. He was very surprised and ran to Old Man Zhao's room, but when he ran in, he didn't find Old Man Zhao.

"Father, where have you been, Daddy?" Qing Cheng couldn't help shouting around.

"Daddy, daddy"

"Qingcheng, stop shouting, your father went hunting in the mountains with Uncle Wang early in the morning." At this time, Aunt Zhou in the village heard Qing Cheng's shout and said, Qing Cheng felt relieved for a while after hearing these words .

But after a while, Qing Cheng felt very uneasy. He didn't know why he was very uneasy. He had never felt this way before. It seemed that something bad was about to happen. What happened? Qing Cheng was very upset. untie.

"Why doesn't dad go hunting today when he goes back today? Isn't it that you can't go hunting if you have an even number every month?" Qing Cheng suddenly remembered the teachings of old man Zhao.

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"Qingcheng, hurry up, Qingcheng, come out quickly" a young man ran to Qingcheng's house and said, but this young man is a bit fat, his name is Xu Rui, it can be said that he and Qingcheng have played together since childhood , in a hurry at this time, as if there is something important.

"what happened?"

Qing Cheng is repairing the weapons. These weapons were damaged by hunting. In order to save money, Qing Cheng repaired them by himself.

"Your father, your father, go and see Uncle Wang." Xu Rui obviously didn't take a breath, and finally said.

"My dad, what's wrong with my dad?" Qing Cheng immediately dropped the things in his hands and ran outside. When Qing Cheng arrived at the gate of the village, a middle-aged man was bleeding all over his body. Surround him.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you, Uncle Wang, where's my father?" Qing Cheng ran over to push through the crowd and asked anxiously.

"Ahem, Qingcheng, your father, your father, he was chased by a tiger, me, me." Uncle Wang said intermittently.

"Your father is in Lao Wu's medical center, go and have a look, I'm taking this last photo." Uncle Wang said with a sigh.

"What?" Qing Cheng yelled, and then quickly rushed into the Wu family medical clinic.

"Father, dad, what's the matter with you?" Qing Cheng saw old man Zhao covered in blood at a glance. At this moment, one of his shoulders was gone, and tears flowed out all at once.

"Crying.. What are you crying for? A man.. Han's"

Seeing Qing Cheng, old man Zhao smiled and said, he knew that he would breathe a sigh of relief at this time, and he felt relieved when he saw Qing Cheng coming.

"Father... is old, old, but...can...can't take care of you anymore..." Old man Zhao said weakly while looking at Qingcheng.

"I can take care of you, Dad." Qingcheng's voice was a little crying.

"Human, no one. I can't escape. I can't escape." Old man Zhao smiled gratifiedly, and closed his eyes.

Qing Cheng was stunned for a moment, like a bolt from the blue.

"Hey, Qingcheng, be strong, a person is dead, this is something no one can do about it"

The village head came over at this time and sighed, he felt a little regretful, although the old man Zhao moved here decades ago, he is honest, kind and responsible, and he is loved by the village name.

"How is it possible, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe my father is dead, he is definitely not dead" Qing Cheng said in a daze, then he shook old man Zhao, but old man Zhao's body didn't move at all.

"Hey, let's go, Ah Zhong, you and I will take Wang Hu down for treatment first, and Qingcheng, you should go home first," the village chief said.

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe my father is dead, I don't believe it" Qing Cheng didn't care, and ran away holding the old man Zhao's body.

"Stop him, hurry up, stop him," the village head saw that Qing Cheng was a little impulsive, and quickly stopped him.

The young and strong in the village quickly hugged Qing Cheng, but two or three young people in their 20s couldn't hold Qing Cheng back at all, and were directly taken away by Qing Cheng.

"Qingcheng, wake up quickly, do you know what you are doing? Your father is watching you from the sky," the village chief said anxiously.

When Qing Cheng heard this sentence, he didn't know what happened, and was startled for a long time.

Kneeling on the ground, looking at the loess, tears filled with tears.

Everyone looked at Qingcheng who was kneeling on the ground for a while, and felt sore in their hearts.

"Village chief, Er Gouzi from the old Zhou's family is gone, go and have a look." At this time a villager came to report.

"What, let's go take a look"

The village chief and others hurried over. Although Er Gouzi was a local ruffian, he was still from the same village, and only Qing Cheng was left.

Qing Cheng couldn't help looking up to the sky and let out a long sigh, "Ah".

He didn't know how old Zhao's kindness to him was. He took care of him for more than ten years, and he took care of him for more than ten years alone. He had a mother and only a father. When he grew up, he was gone.

There is a kind of suffering, which is called the son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Fleeing river wind, years left blank, how many ups and downs years have been spent together, I can't help but think of his voice and smile in the past, still in my ears, take him with me, and never leave.

As the old man Zhao once said to someone, it can be bitter, it can be painful, but you can't give up on him, it is so unforgettable that people have already forgotten it.

(End of this chapter)