Tang Jinlou followed Zhou Guoqiang around the streets and alleys. He quickly moved out of a crowded place and came to a residential area with less crowded population.

Zhou Guoqiang left a lively place and seemed to have woken up a lot when the cold wind blew.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Guoqiang suddenly stopped on the stone bridge. He hesitated and sat on the railing of the stone bridge, frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. Tang Jinlou naturally would not talk much. He stood quietly next to Zhou Guoqiang, looking at the surrounding environment. This place was not a lively market area. Judging from the clothes and bedding hanging in front of the houses, these places were all other people's courtyards.

There are two major sects on Songshan, Shaolin Temple and Wuyue Songshan Sword Sect. They have long been famous in the martial arts world. They are at the foot of Songshan, and people come and go, so they will inevitably be lively. Therefore, most of the residents will not be very poor. It can be seen from their residences. Although they are not red walls and green tiles, the blue bricks and green tiles are not affordable to ordinary people.

Most of the houses on the side of the stone bridge are like this. Only one small courtyard is quite depressed. The walls of the courtyard are made of broken fences and fences, which seem to be kicked. The houses are also dilapidated, and they are made of walls made of soil. This house is particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, Zhou Guoqiang was staring at the courtyard in a daze.

"Brother Zhou..." Tang Jinlou looked at the courtyard. Apart from the dilapidated, there was nothing special, and he did not see anyone.

"Oh... Brother Tang, let's go." Zhou Guoqiang responded and said in a daze. But his eyes were still staring at the broken courtyard.

Tang Jinlou frowned and said, "Okay."

Zhou Guoqiang stood up and walked towards the small courtyard staggeringly. Tang Jinlou frowned and followed him, feeling more confused.

"Is this a revenge?"

Although the courtyard had a fenced wall, it was just the same. When the two of them arrived in front of the door, Zhou Guoqiang reached out, but hesitated and could not reach out.

"Guoqiang, you are here to see Uncle Qian again." Suddenly, a voice beside him remembered. Zhou Guoqiang was shocked and turned around and saw a slightly fat middle-aged man with a dark face standing in the adjacent courtyard, smiling at him.

"Hello, Mr. Lin." Zhou Guoqiang said absent-mindedly, surnamed Qian? Tang Jinlou felt a little moved, and he thought of something, and felt uneasy.

Mr. Lin nodded slightly, stopped talking, and turned back to his house.

Tang Jinlou turned his head and saw that Zhou Guoqiang's face was a little pale. He was about to speak, but he heard a "creak--" sound, and the door was already open.

Tang Jinlou looked in a blink of an eye and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a thin face. He opened the door and saw Tang Jinlou. He was a little confused. Then he saw Zhou Guoqiang and said happily: "Brother Zhou, you have gone down the mountain."

"Yeah." Zhou Guoqiang responded uneasyly. Before he could speak, the boy had already been pulled into the house. The boy glanced at Tang Jinlou and said, "This brother, come in and sit down." Tang Jinlou walked into the house and saw that there was nothing else in the house except a table, a few stools, and the "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers" in the main hall.

Tang Jinlou sat casually on the bench, and his heart was already confused:

"He wants to take revenge, what am I going to do with me?"

"How could this young man be so intimate with him? How could he be his enemy...that is the young man's relative. But...no wonder he was so hesitant just now."

Tang Jinlou was thinking randomly. The young man looked at Tang Jinlou for a while and saw that he did not have any impatient expressions of his home. He seemed to feel relieved and said to Zhou Guoqiang who was silent next to him: "Brother Zhou, is this brother a new lay disciple from your Shaolin sect?"

"No, he came from Mount Hua." Zhou Guoqiang replied casually.

"Ah, it turns out that it is the senior brother of the Huashan Sect. We have been preparing these days, waiting for the senior brothers from various sects to live." The young man obviously did not see that Zhou Guoqiang was in a wrong mood. Hearing that Tang Jinlou came from Huashan, he immediately said excitedly.

Tang Jinlou raised his eyebrows, "Oh?" and said, "Is the little brother from the Songshan School?"

"Yes, I am Qian Zhengming from Songshan School. How dare I ask my senior brother Gao's name?" The young man stood up and said seriously. Tang Jinlou smiled knowingly, knowing that this was the boy who saw people from other schools, and was excited, and he experimented with the "ritual" that he had no chance to use.

"My name is Tang Jinlou." Tang Jinlou said with a smile.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then shouted in surprise: "So you are Senior Brother Tang. A few days ago, the senior brothers kept saying that Senior Brother Tang Jinlou of Huashan Sect is very powerful in swordsmanship..."

"Zhengming, where is your father?" Zhou Guoqiang interrupted him. There was no expression on his face and his eyes looked at the void not far ahead.

Qian Zhengming was stunned for a moment and said, "Dad is going to sell vegetables."

Zhou Guoqiang said "Oh" again and fell silent.

"Brother Zhou, you are looking for my father. Is there anything wrong?" Although Qian Zhengming was young, he was not stupid after all. Seeing that Zhou Guoqiang was in a wrong mood, he asked with some concern.

"Well, I have something to ask him?" Zhou Guoqiang replied vaguely.

"My father is coming back soon. You can sit here and wait for him for a while." Qian Zhengming looked at the sky and said.

Zhou Guoqiang hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Qian Zhengming smiled and chatted with him, just talking about his life in Songshan School, which was dull and trivial, but from his mouth, he brought a sense of teenager's unique flaunt and hope. It seemed that even Qian Zhengming's ordinary life of sweeping the floor in Songshan practiced became golden and shining everywhere.

Tang Jinlou suddenly felt inexplicably throbbing. He stood up and forced a smile: "I'll go out and have a look."

He walked out of the hut and came to the river not far away. He watched the flowing water flowing quietly and clearly. He turned his head and looked at the two people still sitting in the room, and became anxious for Zhou Guoqiang. It can be seen that the young man treated Zhou Guoqiang as if he was his own relatives.

He only stood by the river for a while, and Zhou Guoqiang seemed unable to bear the atmosphere. He walked out of the courtyard, Qian Zhengming stood at the door and waved his hand to say goodbye to him.

Tang Jinlou looked at him slowly approaching him, his face turned pale.

The two walked quietly.

"I told him that I will come to see Uncle Qian next time." Zhou Guoqiang said.

Tang Jinlou was silent for a moment and said, "Okay."

"I have said this three times this month." Zhou Guoqiang said, his voice trembling a little.

Zhou Guoqiang stopped and turned his back to Tang Jinlou. Tang Jinlou never knew that Zhou Guoqiang, who looked careless, was so hesitant. He thought for a moment and asked, "Who is that kind to you?"

"He is very kind to me, but he is not very kind." Zhou Guoqiang shook his head and said.

"The boy who just now was kind to you?" Tang Jinlou asked with a frown.

Zhou Guoqiang turned his head to look at him, with an unpredictable smile in his eyes. But more of it was confusion: "Brother Tang, do you still remember that you once said to me, 'You don't have to be attached to hatred, and you don't have to be attached to gratitude'."

Tang Jinlou was stunned and heard Zhou Guoqiang say, "I can't reach such a profound realm. I am persistent in hatred, and I am persistent in kindness. However, the hatred between parents is irreconcilable. Even if it is a great kindness, how can I resolve this kind of hatred!"

Tang Jinlou remained silent, knowing that Zhou Guoqiang was not unable to make up his mind to take revenge because of his kindness.

Zhou Guoqiang's hands were supported on the bridge guardrail, holding the stone pillar tightly, and his five fingers were a little white.

"Zhengming is my sworn brother, and Uncle Qian, I always regard him as my adoptive father." Zhou Guoqiang said slowly, "There is no kindness and hatred between me and Zhengming. If there is, I have helped him fight a few hooligans back then... that's all. But we just got along. As soon as I saw him, I remembered my younger brother... My younger brother, he also followed my parents... Are you ridiculous?" Zhou Guoqiang turned his head and stared at Tang Jinlou.

"I don't know." Tang Jinlou said in silence for a long time. He got along with his enemy's son and became sworn brothers. They treat each other as brothers. This is not ridiculous, it is pitiful.

"A month ago, I had decided to do something without hiding it. But that night he happened to be practicing in the yard. When I saw him, a thought suddenly flashed out in my heart: I could hide it for ten or twenty years, but I might not be able to hide it from him forever. If he knew about this in twenty years, what would my son do when he came to kill me? At that time, my son must have called his adoptive father for decades..." Zhou Guoqiang murmured, looking at the void in front of him, as if his thoughts also flew out of his body.

Tang Jinlou looked at him quietly without saying anything. He knew that Zhou Guoqiang must have struggled a lot. The troubles he could express and what he experienced in his heart were so few that he could ignore. He only said that Qian Zhengming was his younger brother, but that Uncle Qian was obviously not a passerby with him.

He said that kindness could not affect his hatred, but he struggled so much in his heart. Obviously, the friendship between the two fathers and sons of the Qian family and him in recent years has affected his decision.

Zhou Guoqiang turned his head and seemed to be about to say something to Tang Jinlou, but suddenly his face turned pale. Tang Jinlou's heart moved and turned to look. Then, in an instant, Tang Jinlou's face became paler. He saw a person.

Even if Zhou Guoqiang didn't say it, he knew that this person was his enemy. But he suddenly understood why he felt uneasy when he thought about the man's surname "Qian". The scene changed in his mind and remembered what the bandit he met when he first met Zhou Guoqiang.
Chapter completed!