Chapter 28 Jiaomu Jiao...

You Mengzhe: "..."

Zhang Yuanshan: "..."

You Mengzhe rushed to the door of the dark room and said loudly, "Father!"

The slit is only for one arm to pass through. There are many people standing in the dark passage, the light of the torches is reflected, and there is a lot of discussion. Zhang Yuanshan no longer makes a sound, stretches out his hand, but catches nothing.

A pào gray-faced burly man shouted: "What's going on! Don't pretend to be a ghost! Be careful grandpa chops you up!"

Zhang Yuanshan's brows showed anger, and he turned around and slapped the big man to the point where blood spurted out.

In an instant, the surroundings fell silent.

You Mengzhe turned around to pull the mechanism, but it was indeed stuck, and he couldn't pull it no matter how he tried to pull it. He was stuck on the sun for a whole month. He was already tired and exhausted. , his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop shivering.

Zhang Yuanshan anxiously patted the side of the door and called out a few times, signaling him to stop tossing and come quickly.

You Mengzhe soaked his robe with sweat and stumbled over. Zhang Yuanshan's bright eyes were full of anxiety, his arms retracted behind the door, and he made a hasty gesture across the door, meaning: What's the matter with you?

You Mengzhe waved his hand and said, "It's a little empty, it's not in the way."

Zhang Yuanshan stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, his eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he signed again, meaning: "Go back, don't worry about it here."

You Mengzhe said: "No! Wait for a while, I'll find a way." Then he ran back to the sculpture, and placed the night pearl in the slit in the side photo of the organ. Everything was normal in the slit, and nothing was stuck.

No, what's going on? You Mengzhe flipped the mechanism to and fro, but he couldn't open or close it.

"I'll try something else." You Mengzhe turned around and said, "You wait."

The people behind the door were silent, and several pairs of eyes were arranged in the slits from top to bottom, watching You Mengzhe fiddle.

You Mengzhe went to try another switch. When he flipped it, there was a loud rumbling sound, and another secret door opposite the slit was opened. Inside was a small table with a jade urn on it, and someone immediately shouted from behind, "Treasure!"

"What treasure!"

You Mengzhe was stunned, the stone gate opened, and there was a man sitting beside the table inside.

As soon as the man appeared, he was silent for a moment.

"Father?!" You Mengzhe lost his voice: "Why are you here?"

You Gutian sat beside the table, dangling his feet, hooked the corner of his mouth, and joked, "Come and talk to your mother."

You Mengzhe took a step forward, the jade urn in Taichung was crystal clear with ice and snow, You Gutian put one hand on the urn cover and said, "You have been here several times, why don't you know where your mother is?"

You Mengzhe said, "This is her... ashes?"

You Gutian looked at Zhang Yuanshan behind the slit and joked, "Dumb dog, are you here for this thing?"

Zhang Yuanshan's eyes were flushed with red eyes, and the expression in his eyes was extremely complicated. You Gutian picked up the urn and made a gesture of falling. Zhang Yuanshan's pupils contracted when he got on, and he shouted.

You Gutian said happily: "What else do you do besides calling for nothing?"

Zhang Yuanshan was so ashamed, his anger was beyond words, and after a long time, the back slowly calmed down.

You Gutian said sympathetically, "Come here, Meng Zhe, there is one more day, and the full moon will be tonight."

You Mengzhe took a step back, Zhang Yuanshan was furious, and in an instant, there was a clicking sound, and You Gutian flashed a round box in his hand and pressed the hidden weapon box.

When it was too late, then too soon, a fan-shaped golden light flew out of the secret room!

Zhang Yuanshan shot from behind the slit, the hidden weapon golden eagle feather flew out of the slit, and collided with the piercing needle released by You Gutian!

The figure of You Gutian rushed out of the narrow tomb, tapped You Meng Zhe with his left hand, jumped back with his collar, raised his hand again, and rained needles. Zhang Yuanshan was almost completely unable to fight back through the slit, and suddenly stepped back, and the person who was hit by the hidden weapon behind the stone door let out a series of wailing and screaming.

You Gutian smiled, hugged You Mengzhe with both hands, and stepped back into the tomb, his elbow slammed into the mechanism, rumbled, the door of the tomb closed, and then the secret stone door slowly opened, revealing an angry Zhang Yuanshan.

The unconscious You Mengzhe was held by You Gutian in his arms. He didn't know what happened yet. You Gutian opened another door, and the second secret door was opened in the tomb. It was the stairs leading to the top of the mountain. Go up, go back to the outside of the magic mausoleum, there are two maids waiting there.

You Gutian ordered: "You guys stay here."

"Follow the instructions of the leader." The servant girl Fu Yifu took the order.

You Gutian took You Mengzhe back to Qinghua Hall, put him on the chair in the center, touched his face, and started to undress.

"Master!" Someone rushed in and panicked: "This time there are too many scumbags! Brothers can't hold it anymore! For some reason, Zhao Feihong's martial arts are so much better! Ask the master to fight!"

You Gutian said casually: "Block for a while, I will fight him in person later, and send a few more maids."

Outside the Qinghua Hall, Zhao Feihong finally appeared and rushed all the way up the mountainside.

Zhao Feihong said loudly: "You Gutian! The sixteen-year appointment has come! Come out and lead the death!"

You Gutian just took off You Mengzhe's clothes, and when he heard Zhao Feihong's voice resounding through the mountains, he had to get up and put his robe on You Mengzhe's body, and turned around to leave the temple.

At dusk, the sun sets in the west, and the red light is shining all over the mountains and plains. A ray of sunset light casts from the west, pulling You Gutian's figure long and throwing it on the masonry ground outside the Qinghua Hall.

The martial arts sect headed by Zhao Feihong has broken through the defense line on the mountainside and reached the top of the mountain, but it is still a thousand steps away from the Qinghua Palace. You Gutian's robe sleeves fluttered, and a black gauze fluttered in the wind, standing in front of the hall like a king over the world.

Zhao Feihong held sticks in both hands and looked up at You Gutian on the 108th order.

On the campus outside the hall, the demon cultists began to gather, and seventy-seven forty-nine cultists set up a huge sword formation, blocking Zhao Feihong's footsteps.

"Zhao Feihong..." You Gutian's voice came from afar.

Zhao Feihong said: "If you have the guts, come out and honor the bet between you and me! Take out Qing'er's ashes and let me bring it back..."

You Gutian's voice sounded again, interrupting Zhao Feihong's words. Behind the martial arts leader, 2,000 Jianghu guests listened with bated breath.

You Gutian: "Your son..."

Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "What?"

You Gutian: "My son... Qing'er..."

Zhao Feihong said: "What?! Louder louder!"

You Gutian: "Good son... Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

The mad grin made Zhao Feihong's hand holding the stick tremble slightly. You Gutian stopped talking and turned to enter the hall.

"Leader?" said the followers behind him.

"Leader!" Someone shouted.

Zhao Feihong woke up in an instant and said, "Who would like to break through with me!"

At the same time, Houshan Demon Mausoleum.

"Kill ah-" Another team led by Zhang Yuanshan finally rushed out of the tomb.

"Eat my palm!" The two maids guarding outside the magic mausoleum shouted in unison. At the same time, they took out their palms from the left and right, and slapped the man at the head on the chest. The man had a triumphant smile on his face. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

A servant took a rake from the side and shoved the fallen person aside. The two maids were ready to go.

"Come on—" Someone else came out.

The maids: "Eat my palm!"

Another person fell down, and the boy used a nail rake to open it up to clear the field.

Going out and taking pictures, after a while, a mountain of meat was piled up next to the entrance of the magic mausoleum. The maids were waiting for the next wave of martial arts to rush out of the secret road. Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Eat Lao Tzu!"

Said the figure passed by, and slapped the maid on the chest, the maid immediately chased after him, the figure was almost invisible, and after a while, he circled around and slapped the other maid's butt. The two maids screamed loudly, and the little servant chased after the nails, causing chaos outside the tomb.

"Ask for help! Go back and ask for help!"

"Everyone go out!" The Moling shouted loudly, "All in one go!"

Immediately, old and young, all kinds of decent martial arts people raised their weapons and killed them from the magic tomb!

The maid screamed loudly and ran around, but she couldn't catch the erratic figure. After a while, the gray shadow turned over, jumped up to the Qinghua Hall, and fled over the eaves and walls.

Inside Qinghua Hall:

You Mengzhe opened his eyes secretly, only to see You Gutian entering the hall with a smile on his lips, unbuttoning his robe, revealing his fair chest and strong abdominal muscles, staring at his red self.

You Mengzhe always tilted his head and pretended to be dizzy. At this time, the sun and the moon were shining together, the blood-colored setting sun had not yet set, and a full moon was rising in the east.

The sound of fighting outside was loud, You Gutian quietly looked at You Meng Zhe for a long time, separated his legs, and stabbed in.

You Mengzhe shouted frantically, "Father—!"

You Gutian smiled lightly and said, "Today is the last day, cooperate with me, and Dad will let you go after training."

You Mengzhe only felt a chilly energy penetrated into his heart. With You Gutian's repeated thrusts, his whole body was so cold that he couldn't stop shivering, his pupils slowly contracted, his upper and lower teeth rattled, and he said, "Father, do you want to... ...kill me and I'll die..."

You Gutian said regretfully: "Yeah, Dad is really reluctant to bear it. No one will go to Qinghua Hall and shout for Dad in the future."

You Mengzhe couldn't struggle when he was clicked, his pupils slowly expanded, looking at the ceiling of Qinghua Hall, You Gutian inserted deeply, You Mengzhe groaned, only to feel that the profound cold infuriating covered the sky and covered his meridians like làngcháo, When he retreated, all the infuriating energy in his body was swept away.

You Gutian slowly pulled out and then took a deep top, You Mengzhe spasmed unnaturally, his fingers flexed, and his consciousness fell into a blurred state. Scenes from before his death flashed in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Father!" The little You Mengzhe ran into the Qinghua Hall and asked, "Are you here?"

You Gutian looked up at him from behind the bookcase, put away the book, and asked, "Have you practiced yet?"

You Mengzhe nodded and said, "The flowers are blooming outside."

"Well." You Gutian replied lightly: "The peach blossoms are blooming, let's see for yourself, it's very beautiful."

You Mengzhe turned around and left alone.

In the side hall, when the father and son were eating:

"Meng Zhe." You Gutian glanced at his son.

Six-year-old You Mengzhe stirred the soup with chopsticks on his own, and You Gutian frowned and said, "Stop playing, eat quickly, and rest after eating."

Xiaoyou Mengzhe had tears in his eyes, You Gutian looked at him for a while, not knowing why he was crying, he got up and left after eating hastily.

at night:

"Sect Master, Young Master wants to kiss my mother, so I cried in the room all night." Zuo Hufa said.

You Gutian said lightly: "Let him go, the crying will stop."

Protector Zuo nodded, very embarrassed.

At the third watch, You Gutian's figure was reflected on the window pane, and he glanced inward, and You Mengzhe was already asleep.

You Mengzhe's eyes were scattered and his body was cold.

You Gutian stopped, leaned down, and kissed his lips.

The lips and tongues of that kiss were entwined, and the infuriating energy in the two of them was reconnected with the kiss, and the pain and loss that had been evacuated was replaced by the infuriating infuriating energy.

You Mengzhe regained his sanity, and You Gutian watched him quietly, no longer twitching.

You Mengzhe swallowed his saliva, and You Gutian said, "Mengzhe, actually you..."

"Chicken shòu! Eat my palm!" Sun Bin's voice sounded, You Gutian raised his knees and palmed his right hand, Sun Bin fell from a height, his palms were pressed down, You Gutian stood firmly, The palms touched Sun Bin's two palms, and with a loud bang, Sun Bin flipped a somersault in mid-air, fell five steps away, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Save me!" You Mengzhe hurriedly shouted, "Sun Bin!"

"Fuck you, you're not a good thing!" Sun Bin scolded irritably: "Your whole family..."

You Gutian wrapped his robe, put on his belt, and drew out the long sword on the shelf. In an instant, You Mengzhe felt a burst of fear, and You Gutian was moved to kill!

"Run!" You Mengzhe yelled, "Leave me alone!"

Before Sun Bin could react, You Gutian Ru Xue Jianguang was already in front of him, You Mengzhe was anxious, and he screamed, his head tilted, and he pretended to be dead.

You Gutian was distracted by such a shout, and thought that Sun Bin had another accomplice. When he turned his head between the lightning and flint, Sun Bin had already withdrawn and retreated, and the sword was brought out by a crack in his military clothes. Broken belly, I knew that I could only be killed with this guy, so I had to run away immediately, and when I ran Xingyun Zhenqi, I still didn't forget to roar: "You wait for me!"

You Gutian stopped talking, chased after him with his sword, and entered the rear of the hall.

In the empty dàngdàng hall, You Mengzhe was tied to a chair, his body was bare, his feet were wide open, and he shouted outside the hall, "Help me—"

at the same time:

Before the Demon Mausoleum of the Back Mountain, reinforcements from the Demon Sect came. Six demon sects and thousands of martial arts practitioners launched a fierce battle in the back mountain!

The left and right guardians let out a loud roar, the left guardian used two copper hammers, and the right guardian used a chain meteor hammer to swirl the iron balls weighing hundreds of kilograms to the wind. Seriously, there were wounded lying everywhere, and when the battle was getting hotter, Zhang Yuanshan finally rushed out of the magic tomb.

"Old brother! Kill him!" Zuo Hufa shouted angrily.

"Go on!" The Right Protector replied in unison.

The guardians on the left and right abandoned the people beside him, swung a copper hammer and a chain to bully Zhang Yuanshan!

At that time, saw Zhang Yuanshan's black robe rising, leaping out of the magic mausoleum with one step, bowing to the ground, charging forward with another step, bending his left knee, straightening his right leg, doing a lunging stance, shaking his arms and raising both palms, Hit the lower abdomen of the left and right guardians head on!

"Wow"

"what"

The left and right Dharma protectors were in mid-air, hit that palm, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of old blood, and flew out!

Zhang Yuanshan retracted his palms, stood up, and pulled out his waist weapon, the Judge Pen with his backhand. The pen whistled and swished between his fingers a few times. It was domineering, and the demon cultists were shocked by its deterrent force, and no one dared to fight again. , grabbed the injured left and right guardians, and retreated into the hall.

"Chase?" someone asked.

Zhang Yuanshan separated his palms, indicating that everyone should not enter rashly, so as not to be ambushed, and suggested that the troops should be divided into two groups and go around the front hall to join Zhao Feihong.

at the same time:

Zhao Feihong single-handedly smashed into the sword formation set up by seventy-seven forty-nine maids with high martial arts skills, allies behind him swarmed up, and a battle unfolded amid the flying blood and setting sun.

This is a brutal battle. Every step forward, someone falls down. Those who break into the battle either fall at the feet of the maid, or hold the maid, unable to fall into a pool of blood.

"An Niang—!" Someone recognized a maid.

The maid shouted excitedly, "Brother Bai—!"

The maid abandoned the sword and hugged the man.

"Xiaohong—!" Someone shouted again with a crying voice.

"Who are you?!" A maid retracted her sword blankly.

The man cried, "I'm your cousin!"

The maid was stunned for a moment, and she was beaten with blood by the palm of the person who rushed up from the side. She fell out, and her cousin roared: "I fought with you—!"

The scene was chaotic, and after a while someone shouted: "Wanhuamen's female disciple has betrayed!"

Zhao Feihong saw that the Demon Sect was about to go away, and finally, with two sticks, he swept away the two people who were blocking the road, regardless of the enemy or the enemy. He collected the long stick with his backhand, and slowly walked up the one hundred and eighth steps in front of the Qinghua Palace.

The battlefield behind them was in full swing, and the hall was deadly quiet.

You Gutian said lazily: "Crossing the river and sea, Zhao Feihong."

Zhao Feihong said in a deep voice, "Zhan Xinghe You Gutian."

The light was dim, Zhao Feihong pulled a stick in his hand, walked into the center of Qinghua Hall, and the Goddess Qinghua looked at the three people in the hall with sympathy.

You Gutian threw a robe over You Mengzhe, and pressed his shoulder.

You Mengzhe squinted and peeked, Zhao Feihong's feet were slightly apart, his right hand held a stick behind his back, his left palm pushed forward, and said in a low voice, "Let him go."

You Gutian calmly withdrew his palm and pressed it on the hilt of the sword at his waist: "You finally got your wish and broke into the Qinghua Palace. But over the years, the martial arts of you and your brother don't seem to have made much progress. "

Zhao Feihong said, "It's enough to defeat you."

You Mengzhe thought to fight quickly, what nonsense, let me go after finishing the fight.

You Gutian said with a smile: "It's still relying on my son's true art of turning the sun, and after a few double cultivations, I was able to conquer the Qinghua Palace. I really think highly of you."

Zhao Feihong narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "You raised Qing'er's flesh and blood just to practice this evil kung fu that has lost morality.

You Mengzhe, hurry up and finish talking! What about Sun Bin? He ran away, he shouldn't be caught up, what about Zhang Yuanshan's mute? Mostly coming soon.

You Gutian smiled evilly and said, "My morals are lost? Zhao Feihong, I have something I want to tell you, do you want to hear it?"

You Mengzhe thought to himself: It is very dangerous to say so much before the war. The villains of the past and present are often not defeated because of their own strength, and most of them died because the opening remarks were too long-winded.

Zhao Feihong said: "I would like to hear the details."

You Mengzhe was about to roar and said that there is no end to it! But listening to You Gutian smiled, he said slowly, "Meng Zhe is not my own."

Zhao Feihong trembled: "What?!"

You Mengzhe: ! ! !

Surprise immediately overwhelmed his sanity, Zhao Feihong said, "You didn't give birth?! Qing'er is not... Who is Meng Zhe's father?!"

You Gutian smiled and said: "Qinger was pregnant with Meng Zhe before she went to Yuheng Mountain. The eight characters of her birthday are in a letter. Who do you think is his father?"

Zhao Feihong said: "Meng Zhe is... yes... he is mine..."

next moment.

You Gutian drew his sword.

A sound of the collision of gold and iron between Qingyue and iron rang out, Zhao Feihong crossed the stick, You Gutian leaned over, and the Demon Blood Sword and the Wujin stick collided with sparks.

The setting sun poured in from outside the window, and the shadows of their hands fell on the ground.

Immediately after a long sound, the Demon Blood Sword was dragged back, Zhao Feihong pulled the stick and let go, and the stick swept away like a dragon.

The two just changed a move and then separated, facing each other far away.

Zhao Feihong's mind was already confused, and the hand holding the stick trembled uncontrollably.

You Gutian smiled and said: "How much do you think he looks like me in his eyebrows? Zhao Feihong, it doesn't matter if your own son was raped by an enemy, you have also raped your own son, how does it feel?"

Zhao Feihong was extremely angry for a while, with great anger between his eyebrows and eyes, You Gutian tickled the corner of his mouth, and teased: "If it is known by the people in the rivers and lakes, their martial arts alliance leader is a morally corrupted bird who is inferior to pigs and dogs. How would you think?"

Zhao Feihong said angrily, "You, Gu, Tian—!"

Zhao Feihong finally couldn't bear it any longer. You Gutian's aggressive technique worked, and he swung his sword dashingly. Zhao Feihong's roar was filled with uncontrollable grief and pain. All-out life-defying moves! The meaning of harmony in the 64-style Tenglong stick method is gone, replaced by a mad tiger-like deadly trick, as if every move will kill You Gutian under the stick!

You Gutian swept left and right, jumped onto the statue of the Qinghua Goddess, Zhao Feihong shouted, leaped with all his might in the palm of the goddess, swung his stick in mid-air, and with a bang, the head of the goddess weighing hundreds of pounds flew straight out. , fell to the ground earth-shatteringly!

You Gutian returned his sword and walked while fighting, retreating as soon as he got stuck, dragging Zhao Feihong around the hall, not forgetting to say: "The day Qing'er gave birth to Meng Zhe, the bleeding was unstoppable, and he was dying. Did you know whose name she was calling?"

Zhao Feihong's pupils shrank uncontrollably.

"It's you, Zhao Feihong!" Taking advantage of Zhao Feihong's distraction, You Gutian returned with a thunderous sword!

You Mengzhe was already in extreme shock, and even forgot to watch the two of them compete again, is Zhao Feihong his father? ! The unspeakable melancholy and the joy of being lost and found came to my heart in an instant.

The corner of You Gutian's mouth twitched slightly, the sword was going like lightning, and at the critical moment, a black shadow swept out of Zhao Feihong's side, holding the scabbard in his right hand to meet the Demon Blood Sword. Shoot to You Gutian's wrist!

Zhang Yuanshan finally arrived! You Gutian's secret path was bad, he flipped the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and his left palm met Zhang Yuanshan, knocking him back half a step, pulling back with strength, but the Demon Blood Sword was successfully taken away by Zhang Yuanshan.

You Mengzhe secretly shouted in his heart: Help... help...

You Gutian retreated in front of the statue of the goddess, hooked the fingers of both hands, and clasped You Mengzhe's throat, Zhang Yuanshan immediately stopped.

You Gutian sneered and said, "Two-on-one trick again? Shame?"

Zhao Feihong said solemnly, "Just kill him."

Zhang Yuanshan's expression changed when he arrived, and Zhao Feihong roared: "You killed him! You made such a big mistake! The only death! You Gutian! Today, I, Zhao Feihong, will perish with you!"

Zhao Feihong's long stick came to the front in an instant, You Gutian didn't expect too much stimulation, Zhao Feihong actually broke the boat and gave up his life. At that moment, I don't know why I couldn't kill You Mengzhe. Just as he was about to step back, Zhao Feihong was about to kill You Gutian and You Mengzhe with one stick!

Just when You Mengzhe was about to open his eyes, Zhang Yuanshan came faster, his mind moved to the front, he held the Demon Blood Sword and picked it up, and even the sword and sheath stopped Zhao Feihong's style, Zhang Yuanshan's tiger mouth cracked and hemorrhaged blood in the muffled sound, Zhao Feihong was wise. Restoring the moment of Qingming, he hurriedly let Wujin stick to the side, his energy exploded, and You Gutian was agitated by the stick, spewed blood, and escaped to death.

Zhang Yuanshan stopped that move and immediately retracted his sword, You Gutian laughed a few times, disappeared behind the goddess statue, and fled.

A group of martial artists scattered into the apse, shouting the slogan of grabbing the treasure and dividing the spoil. The demon sect members hid in the demon mausoleum, left and right behind the Dharma Protector Hall, and fled down the secret path down the mountain.

There was dead silence in the hall.

"Yuanshan, have you heard?" Zhao Feihong said.

Zhang Yuanshan raised his eyebrows in puzzlement, and Zhao Feihong said solemnly, "Meng Zhefei is You Gutian's own biological child. He is the child of Qinger and I."

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a while, frowned slightly, and then said nothing, bent down and untied the rope that tied You Mengzhe, and stretched out his fingers to give him a pulse.

Zhao Feihong said, "How is he?"

Zhang Yuanshan waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, Zhao Feihong let out a long sigh, with unspeakable sadness in his sigh, bowed and hugged You Mengzhe.

You Mengzhe didn't know what to say, so he simply continued to pretend to be unconscious.

Zhao Feihong said: "The follow-up will be given to you."

Zhang Yuanshan stretched out his hand and touched You Meng Zhe's forehead, kindly and tenderly, and went to arrange for others.

Zhao Feihong hugged You Mengzhe and stood in the hall for a long time. You Mengzhe's neck was a little itchy, but he was pretending to be faint and didn't dare to scratch. Just when he was thinking about how to "wake up", Zhao Feihong hugged himself and walked out of the hall.

You Mengzhe was startled, he shouldn't carry him to jump off the cliff.

Suddenly Zhao Feihong stopped again, and Zhang Yuanshan stood at the door.

Zhao Feihong said, "I'll take him back to Tingzhou."

Zhang Yuanshan frowned, as if he had an unspeakable mind, slowly shook his head, made a gesture, and You Mengzhe saw it in the crevices of his eyelids, meaning: Give him to me.

Zhao Feihong said: "What?"

Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a moment, then pointed to You Mengzhe, as if he was making an extremely difficult decision next.

Zhao Feihong said: "This place is over. If you have nothing to do, you can come and visit."

Zhang Yuanshan wanted to mute words with one hand, but in the end he didn't say anything, waved his hand, Zhao Feihong walked around him, took a deep breath, and walked down the mountain in the sunset over the mountains and plains, only Zhang Yuanshan's back stood in Qinghua for a long time. In front of the hall, there was no turning around.