There is No Bottleneck In My Practice

Jinzhou City.

Liang Mansion.

When it was slightly bright, Hongzhi carefully left through the side door, because he could not go out of the city at night, so it was safer to stay in Liang Mansion for one night.

But before he left, he looked back at the Liang Mansion. For some reason, he felt that the mansion was a little more stale.

At this moment, he suddenly understood Liang Ying. He was indeed inferior to him. If he put himself in his position, he would never be able to reach his level.

Hongzhi shook his head involuntarily, to get this trace of emotion out of his mind, then clasped his hands together, and softly recited a dharma name.

"Amitabha."

After he had recovered his mood, he quickly left. Today, he wanted to quickly inform the master of the news Liang Ying told him. The first task was to bring back those rare medicinal materials that Liang Ying had privately intercepted.

As for the second matter, it was Liang Ying's personal ambition, and he didn't know how the temple would react, but no matter what, he just had to report it and leave the rest to the temple to decide.

Hongzhi left in a hurry, but he didn't notice that there was a person looking at him at the corner of the street, with a playful smile on his mouth, a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect to meet Hongzhi here.

This person was none other than Liang Sheng who came out of Yichun Building early in the morning. He was refreshed at the moment, after all, he had never felt so comfortable in ten years.

Liang Sheng glanced at the back of Hongzhi leaving, and then at the direction when he came, he couldn't help feeling a little strange, why did Hongzhi come to Liang's house? The relationship between them is not good.

It's just that Liang Sheng put this idea out of his mind the next moment, because no matter what Hongzhi does, it has nothing to do with him, so why worry about it?

Liang Sheng is now extremely relaxed walking on the street, he is no longer the insecure person he used to be.

At this time, he had already broken through the Ninth Layer of Acquired Heaven, and it could be said that as long as he did not commit suicide, he would have no scruples in Jinzhou City.

At this time, he walked to the street he used to walk frequently. At that time, every time he came out of Yichun Building, he would always eat a bowl of wontons on the street, but he didn't know if the stall was still there.

When he walked to the former wonton stall, he couldn't help being a little surprised, because he could see the word "Zhou Ji" from a distance dancing on the bamboo pole with the wind.

It's just that the wonton stall has turned into a shop, and the owner has also changed his appearance. He is a middle-aged man with a little weather, not the old Zhou Tou in his memory.

Liang Sheng sat down under the warm greeting of the shop owner. Besides him, there was only one woman busy, which should be the shop owner's wife.

"Guest officer, what do you want?"

Liang Sheng was in a daze at this time, because he saw two memorial tablets in the middle of the shop, and three sticks of incense and green smoke curling up from the incense burner.

The middle-aged shopkeeper couldn't help laughing when he saw this, "That's my parents' tablet, and the regular customers in the store know it, but if the guest officer is jealous, I can take you to the inner hall."

Hearing this, Liang Sheng shook his hand. Seeing that there was an empty table under the memorial tablet, and he surrounded it, he couldn't help asking, "Why is this?"

"Oh, that's where my benefactor used to sit, but I don't know who it is, I only know that benefactor's surname is Liang.

When my late father was alive, he often said that if it wasn't for my benefactor, I would have died long ago. My late father asked me to keep the vacant seat, and now it has become a habit. "

Hearing this, Liang Sheng seemed to see the scene more than 30 years ago. At that time, he came out of Yichun Tower early in the morning and came here to eat wontons as usual.

But the stall owner was panicked, the child in his arms was already unconscious, and he had no intention of making wontons at all.

Liang Sheng didn't think much about it at the time, he threw a handful of broken silver, and asked Ma San to take his father and son to the hospital in his own carriage.

Of course, he didn't know what happened afterwards. He only remembered that every time he came to the wonton stall, the stall owner would add an extra portion of haggis to make the wonton more delicious.

In the past, Liang Sheng would say that the stall owner knew how to do business. After all, Liang Sheng was not a person who took advantage of it, so he would give some extra money every time because of it.

Thinking of this, Liang Sheng couldn't help being a little dazed, and then he came back to his senses, "Shopkeeper, here is a bowl of wontons, a handful of chopped green onions, three sprinkles of salt and pepper, and a plate of haggis."

The owner of the shop couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this. This is a way of eating that only regular customers know, but he can be sure that he has never seen the other party.

But even though he was puzzled, the shop owner quickly brought out the wontons. When the wontons entered the mouth, Liang Sheng couldn't help nodding. The taste was still the same, but he was no longer the same.

Then another customer came in, and the shopkeeper rushed to greet him. When he came out, Liang Sheng was already gone, but there was a handful of broken silver on the table, and he quickly put it away, but fortunately, no one noticed.

Today, he made a windfall. This handful of broken silver may be worth half a month's income. He was extremely pleasantly surprised, but he didn't notice that there were two more sticks of incense in front of the tablet in the shop.

Walking on the street, Liang Sheng felt a little emotional, but he quickly put these emotions behind him, because this kind of situation will happen often in the future.

As time goes by, everyone just becomes a passer-by in their own lives, and only themselves are immortal.

Liang Sheng, who had collected his mood, no longer felt sad at this time, and went straight to Zhang Rongjun's teahouse with his eyes on the direction.

Now that he was in Jinzhou City, he had to drink a cup of Zhang Rongjun's tea. Although he didn't know that he had been here, he could feel at ease.

When we arrived at the teahouse, there were not many vacancies inside, which was the case at this point in time. One can imagine how hot the business of Zhang Rongjun and his son's teahouse was.

As soon as Liang Sheng entered, the clerk immediately greeted him with a warm smile, "Guest officer, please come inside."

When Liang Sheng sat down, he ordered a pot of Tieguanyin and some food, and then leisurely listened to the stories told by the storyteller in the teahouse, drinking fragrant tea.

good tea!

From the corner of his eye, he could see Zhang Yuntai behind the counter, holding a ledger as if he was keeping accounts.

This kid can be said to be more and more calm. If there is no accident, the Zhang family seems to have no worries for three lifetimes.

At this moment, Liang Sheng's ears moved slightly, but he heard an almost inaudible scream.

The people around did not respond at this time, Liang Sheng couldn't help frowning, if there was a murder case in the teahouse, it might be a little troublesome.

Boy, just ask your uncle to do you a favor, and it will be considered that you haven't been called uncle for a few years in vain.

Liang Sheng turned his head to look at the box next door, but he just wanted to stand up, and then sat down again, he was frowning at this moment, things were not what he thought.

It's just that he was a little helpless. Why did Jinzhou City, which had been quiet for ten years, start to stir up troubles just after he came out of the mountain?

Could it be that he was born with a malevolent star?

Liang Sheng no longer had the intention of drinking tea, why did the Liang family do this? Could it be that he wanted to fight with the Wu family?

However, what good does this do for the Liang family? As long as both sides fight, no matter what the outcome is, the winner will definitely injure the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred.

unless……

Thinking of seeing Hongzhi leaving Liang's mansion in the morning, Liang Sheng's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the door of the box in the teahouse opened with almost inaudible screams just now.

Two people came out from inside, one of them turned pale, but before leaving, he still nodded to the other, and left without looking back.

Seeing this, Liang Sheng couldn't help but shook his head. As soon as he came out of the mountain, chaos broke out in Jinzhou City. How could he be so unlucky?