There is No Bottleneck In My Practice

  Chapter 50 Goodbye, old friend

   Jinzhou City.

  Zhang Rongjun opened his eyes suddenly, Zhang Yuntai couldn't help being shocked, just about to call the doctor over, but Zhang Rongjun tremblingly raised his hand to stop him.

   "Yuntai, get out, all of you get out, don't let anyone in!"

   "Huh? Dad..."

   "Get out, close the door!"

  Seeing that Zhang Yuntai was a little confused and hesitant, Zhang Rongjun suddenly made a sound, and then took a deep breath, like a broken gong.

   Seeing this situation, Zhang Yuntai didn't dare to talk too much, and hurriedly took all his children, wives and concubines out of the room.

   At the moment the door was closed, he was still a little helpless, what exactly was his father going to do?

  In the room, a young man appeared in front of Zhang Rongjun at this moment, with a hand gently on his left hand.

   Immediately afterwards, an extremely pure health-preserving qi entered Zhang Rongjun's body, refreshing him.

  At this time, Zhang Rongjun seemed to have regained some energy and revived. He looked at the other party with surprise on his face, and whispered.

   "Brother Sheng!"

   Zhang Rongjun felt a little relieved after a long absence, but what surprised him even more was the young man in front of him who was exactly the same as in his memory.

   "Brother Rong, long time no see."

   "Are you alive?"

   Zhang Rongjun wanted to get out of bed at this time, but found that he couldn't get up at all. Seeing this, Liang Sheng couldn't help but sighed.

   "Brother Rong, you don't have to be polite. My true anger is just to let you hold on for a while and not let you leave in pain."

  Hearing this, Zhang Rongjun still didn't understand what was going on. He was already exhausted, but he regained some energy after being suspended by Liang Sheng.

  He has thousands of words at the moment, but he doesn't know where to start. Instead, Liang Sheng picked up an orange from the side, peeled it and sent it to Zhang Rongjun's mouth.

   "You have been drinking with me at my grave every year for the past ten years. After you die, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you do. After all, I don't know if I'm still in Jinzhou City.

  You look like this, do you want to ask me why I didn’t die, why didn’t I come out to meet you? It's a long story, just treat me as if I went out to play for ten years. "

   As he spoke, another extremely pure qi entered Zhang Rongjun's body again. Although Zhang Rongjun failed in martial arts, he could feel how powerful this force was.

   "Brother Sheng, if you don't tell me, I won't ask. I am already satisfied to see you before I die.

  When I saw you like this, I remembered the past, when I was in Yichun Building, and you didn't look down on me..."

  Amidst the ramblings, Zhang Rongjun also gradually calmed down. Looking at the young Sheng Geer, he seemed to have returned to decades ago.

   "Brother Sheng, it's a pity that I'm like this, but I can't have a drink with you."

  Before Zhang Rongjun finished speaking, Liang Sheng took out a jug of wine and two cups from behind, Zhang Rongjun couldn't help but turn up his mouth.

   "Brother Sheng, you understand me."

   "Brother Rong, this is the last time you drink in your life."

   "If I can have a drink with Brother Sheng before I die, I will die with no regrets."

   Not long after, the wine had bottomed out. At this time, Liang Sheng's face also showed a bit of sadness, and his own health preservation could only bring Zhang Rongjun back to life, but could not make him live for a few more years.

   "Okay, time is running out, and you have to explain your funeral, so I'll go first. If I have a chance, I will go to your grave and pour you wine."

  Hearing this, Zhang Rongjun's eyes turned red and he opened his mouth. He wanted to say something but he still didn't say anything. He had already guessed something.

  Then Liang Sheng smiled at him, and then disappeared before his eyes, making him feel that everything just now seemed to be a dream.

  But the wine glass in hand told me that Brother Sheng was indeed not dead.

   "Yuntai, come in."

  Zhang Yuntai was a little anxious outside, but he didn't want to go against his father's wishes at this time. Hearing Zhang Rongjun's cry, he opened the door and ran in.

  As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Rongjun's face was rosy, and he couldn't help being happy.

   "Father, you."

   "It's just a flashback, I've run out of gas, you don't have to think too much, I'm calling you here now to tell you a few things.

  First, after I leave, don’t make any fuss about my funeral, just keep it simple. Remember to bury me in the cemetery I bought before, which is closer to your Uncle Liang.

  As for you, I am very relieved to behave in the world. As long as you always adhere to the concept of not competing with others, our Zhang family will last forever.

  The last thing is to remember to go to your Uncle Liang when you come to visit me during the holidays. Remember to record this in your ancestors’ precepts.

  No matter what the descendants of my Zhang family do, as long as the Zhang family inheritance is still there, they must go to pay homage to your Uncle Liang. Remember? "

   "Son wrote it down!"

  Seeing that Zhang Yuntai obeyed his last wish, Zhang Rongjun couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at the top of the bed, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then Zhang Yuntai held his hand and fell down slumped.

  In an instant, crying resounded throughout the house, and before Zhang Rongjun's consciousness completely fell into darkness, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up when he saw the door.

  Brother Sheng.

  Liang Sheng was walking on the street. He actually waited until Zhang Rongjun died before leaving. After all, there was one old friend missing in this world.

   Moreover, Zhang Rongjun may have guessed something, which is why the descendants of the Zhang family have to sacrifice to him all the time.

  There is nothing wrong with his thinking. If there is a destiny, then if it is a coincidence, it is all right, as long as it does not affect his own life.

  Liang Sheng was a little depressed at this time, and this situation happened one after another with the passage of time. The old people would pass away one by one, and only he himself was immortal.

   At this moment, Liang Sheng's eyes suddenly narrowed. He didn't expect to meet an old friend again today. Although it was only a one-time relationship at the beginning, but now that he is depressed, it can be regarded as your bad luck.

  Of course, before venting his emotions, he still needs to confirm whether he is safe. Thinking of this, he quietly followed.

   Not to mention that the attribute panel is hidden and no one will know, even if Liang Sheng is now in the Ninth Layer of the Acquired Realm, it is impossible for the people in front of him to find him.

  The people in front were very cautious and habitually took a few rounds of detours. After confirming their safety, they returned to their residences.

   When he entered the room, he found a huge bald head. It was the Wusheng sect who planned Liang Qiang's inheritance with Hua Niang back then.

   Only he entered Jinzhou City alone to investigate whether Wuchang's death was caused by someone from the Wusheng Sect.

  In fact, ten years ago, after Wusheng Sect's plan in Jinzhou City was shattered, they suspended their actions. Later, for some reason, Wusheng Sect specifically ordered its congregants not to enter the Jinzhou City area.

   This time Wuchang's death was rumored to be caused by the Wusheng Sect. If so, he would be responsible for finding out the person and accepting punishment from the Sect. After all, this almost ruined the Sect's plan.

  But after so many days of investigations, the bald headed investigation concluded that this was not done by people in the sect at all, but that it seemed that someone had framed it.

   It's just that he couldn't find the real culprit at all, but he was relieved to be able to confirm that it wasn't done by the members of the sect, and he could explain it to his superiors.

  He carefully wrote the secret letter, then stuffed it into a small bamboo stick, grabbed a carrier pigeon from the pigeon loft, and prepared to fly the pigeon to pass the letter.

   But at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain, and then lost consciousness. Naturally, it was Liang Sheng who made the move. After reading the secret letter, he couldn't help but feel that the other party was out of luck.

  Since there are no other disciples of Wusheng Cult in the city, he can only die. Who let him meet himself who is depressed?

  Then he tied the bamboo stick back to the pigeon's leg, and then let it fly, so that Wushengjiao can understand that there is nothing wrong in the city, and it would be best not to send people over.

  As for the bald head lying on the ground, Liang Sheng was also straightforward about it, and directly let him go to the Xitian Paradise.

   "Second Uncle, I didn't expect you to be dead for so many years, and I actually sent away the person who suspected that you had a cuckold. It can be regarded as a bad relationship for you."

  Back then, the bald head and Hua Niang killed a little beggar, and then disappeared in Jinzhou City. Now he died at the hands of Liang Sheng. It can only be said that he was unlucky, and met Liang Sheng who was in a depressed mood.

   Then Liang Sheng took out the corpse powder, and not long after, the bald head of the Wusheng Sect disappeared completely in the world.

  Liang Sheng's sorrow of seeing off his old friend dissipated, and his thoughts were clear!

   Thanks to the book friend 20230113180756201 for the reward of 50,000 points from the head of the master.

  (end of this chapter)