Wang Yuyan's face instantly turned red like rouge, and she left a low voice: I'll leave first.He left as if he ran away.
Song Qingshu gave him a blank look: Miss Wang's face is so tender that King Ming is making such a big joke.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: You left the little girl in the room for a night, but now you are embarrassed to blame me. Will you be a little over it?
Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute it, so he had to change the topic: Is there anything wrong with the King of Ming coming to me so early?
Jiumozhi replied: I am here to say goodbye to you.
Say goodbye?Will you leave so quickly?Song Qingshu was stunned.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: I was traveling all over the country to strive for a breakthrough in martial arts. I heard that the Zhenlong chess game was lively before, so I came to take a look. Now that the Zhenlong chess game is over, I naturally should leave.We don’t have to learn from those ordinary people as polite, and we will see each other again if we have the chance in the future.
He clasped his hands together and bowed, then turned around and left casually.
Looking at him wearing straw sandals and an open-minded back, Song Qingshu secretly sighed: Apart from being too obsessed with martial arts, Jiumozhi is indeed a Taoist monk.
After seeing off Jiumozhi, Song Qingshu was concerned about the current situation in Xixia. He found Li Qinglu and was preparing to return to Xixia. As for Wang Yuyan, he stayed here to accompany her grandparents, and also shouldered the responsibility of Wuyazi's body to pass on his merits after he recovered to a certain extent. This was also to prevent her from running around the world when she went to Murong Fu. She had no power to tie a chicken and was born with a beautiful country. It was too dangerous and she was not so lucky to be saved every time.
After a night of rest, Wuyazi had already woken up. When he heard that he was leaving, he asked someone to come and ask him to go over and say that he had something to discuss.
After Song Qingshu passed by, he found that the other party was the only one in the room. He knew that he had deliberately sent everyone away: How do you feel now, senior?
The pain was so severe that Wuyazi smiled bitterly, but it was still within the tolerance range, which was much better than when I fell off the cliff.The black jade intermittent cream is really a strange medicine. When applied to the wound, it always makes a cool feeling penetrate into the skin, which relieves a lot of pain.
Song Qingshu took out another porcelain bottle and put it on his bed: This is all the black jade intermittent ointment on my body, which should be enough for the senior to heal the bone injuries. Then I will come back and use the yang finger to re-suspend the meridians for the senior. In addition, I have passed the "Shenzhao Sutra" to your granddaughter, and she will teach you at that time.
I have heard of all this, and Wuyazi sighed. I really can't repay the kindness of the young master. Originally, the Zhenlong chess game was to select disciples in the family, but with the young master's martial arts, I probably didn't like my skills. After thinking about it, I prepared a gift for the young master.
Following the direction of his sight, Song Qingshu noticed that there was a roll of brocade on the table in front of him. The material was like silk but not silk, and it looked extraordinary at first glance.
Song Qingshu hurriedly said: The treatment of Jin Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui have already paid, you don’t need to pay any more.
They are them, I am me, Wuyazi's voice is a little anxious, Master, don't refuse. I thought I was a useless person, but my son gave me hope for rebirth. It's really a recreation of kindness. If the son doesn't accept it, I will never be able to sleep or eat for the rest of my life.
Song Qingshu then remembered that the three people of the Xiaoyao Sect were all arrogant and arrogant. Wuyazi's miserable appearance now made him embarrassed in the eyes of the Tianshan Tonglao and the others, so he was unwilling to receive the kindness for nothing.
Since that's the case, I'm better obey my destiny than respect.Song Qingshu put the brocade in his arms and didn't open it to see it. After all, he didn't care much.
Seeing that he took over the things, Wuyazi showed a hint of relief on his face, and then said: I heard that the young master is about to return to Xixia?
Song Qingshu nodded: Yes, I have a few friends in Xixia, and I will be in danger at any time.
Since that's the case, I won't keep you for a long time.Wuyazi paused and suddenly said, "By the way, how did you and Tong Lao meet each other?"
Seeing that he asked abruptly, Song Qingshu felt a little strange, but he still answered: We can't be together, we were in an inn...
I see.Wuyazi immediately fell into deep thought.
What, is there anything wrong?Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Wuyazi hesitated for a while and finally said: I always feel that it is a bit strange to see the elder sister this time.
Strange?Song Qingshu was stunned and then smiled and said, "You haven't seen each other for decades, so you will naturally feel strange."
Wuyazi shook his head: I don’t know what to say, I always feel that she is a little different from the senior sister I remember, and sometimes I even doubt whether they are not the same person.
How is that possible? Song Qingshu smiled and said, if it weren't for a single person, would you not recognize him?
They look very similar, but there is always an indescribable feeling.Wuyazi also looked a little distressed.
Maybe it was because she practiced the eight desolate six-heaven and me, and some of them were rejuvenated, but now they look much younger than you. Sometimes I have to sigh that your master is really unfathomable and can actually create such magical skills. When I checked the meridians of the Tong Lao, I couldn't tell that she was an old lady in her eighties and nineties, but she looked like a teenage girl.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Thinking of the occasional messy thoughts he had towards her along the way, he felt a little guilty.
I have never practiced the eight desolate Liuhe skills, and I don’t know if it will have such an effect. Wuyazi said to himself, “Look for an opportunity, I will ask Su Xinghe about her meridians…”
Seeing that he was falling into talking to himself, Song Qingshu stood up and said goodbye. The other party seemed to be thinking about a very complicated issue, and he was not even aware of his departure.
No wonder Su Xinghe and the others are not doing their job properly. It seems that this is a consistent lineage.After leaving the room, Song Qingshu couldn't help but shake his head, but it was this concentration that made him a scholar.
What lineage?Tianshan Tong Lao suddenly came out from the side.
It's nothing, Song Qingshu smiled and said, I'm going back to Xixia, where are you?
Of course I stayed to take care of Wuyazi Ah.Tianshan Tong Lao rolled her eyes.
Song Qingshu said: But when we left, the people from the 72 caves of the Thirty-Six Islands were clamoring for rebellion. Now, we have to calculate the time. Maybe we will go to your nest, so why don’t you go back and take a look?
The boy from Tianshan threw something to him and snorted: I have given you Lingjiu Palace, it’s your business now. You can go back to quell the rebellion yourself.
Song Qingshu opened his hand and found that it was a green ring: Is this?
Tianshan Tonglao explained: This is the token of the Lord of Lingjiu Palace. If you hold this thing, the people of Lingjiu Palace will naturally know your identity.
Song Qingshu looked strange: Why do you look so much like Wuyazi's leader's ring?
Tianshan Tong Lao's face turned red and she snorted: Can't I copy one myself?I'll go see Wuyazi so as not to be upset when I see you.He said that and left.
Song Qingshu laughed silently and said nothing, and called Li Qinglu to leave together. Because she had not slept all night last night, Li Qinglu thoughtfully asked Su Xinghe and the others for a carriage. Su Xinghe was grateful to Song Qingshu for his treatment of Wuyazi and sent a disciple to drive the car for the two of them.
Song Qingshu originally thought that the carriage was too slow, but it was not easy to brush Li Qinglu with kindness, and it was indeed a bit exhausted. He needed to take the opportunity to rest, so he decided to take the carriage first and leave the Songzhou territory before whipping the horse.
Menglang, please go to bed quickly.In the carriage, Li Qinglu laid out the bedding for him, and then when she was dressing for him, a roll of cloth suddenly appeared.
What's this?Li Qinglu said curiously.
Song Qingshu replied: I haven’t had time to see what your cheap grandfather gave me.
Bah, it's not my grandfather.Li Qinglu opened the cloth as she spoke, and immediately threw it aside as if she was burned. Her pretty face turned red. What is this!
Song Qingshu gave him a blank look: Miss Wang's face is so tender that King Ming is making such a big joke.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: You left the little girl in the room for a night, but now you are embarrassed to blame me. Will you be a little over it?
Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute it, so he had to change the topic: Is there anything wrong with the King of Ming coming to me so early?
Jiumozhi replied: I am here to say goodbye to you.
Say goodbye?Will you leave so quickly?Song Qingshu was stunned.
Jiumozhi smiled and said: I was traveling all over the country to strive for a breakthrough in martial arts. I heard that the Zhenlong chess game was lively before, so I came to take a look. Now that the Zhenlong chess game is over, I naturally should leave.We don’t have to learn from those ordinary people as polite, and we will see each other again if we have the chance in the future.
He clasped his hands together and bowed, then turned around and left casually.
Looking at him wearing straw sandals and an open-minded back, Song Qingshu secretly sighed: Apart from being too obsessed with martial arts, Jiumozhi is indeed a Taoist monk.
After seeing off Jiumozhi, Song Qingshu was concerned about the current situation in Xixia. He found Li Qinglu and was preparing to return to Xixia. As for Wang Yuyan, he stayed here to accompany her grandparents, and also shouldered the responsibility of Wuyazi's body to pass on his merits after he recovered to a certain extent. This was also to prevent her from running around the world when she went to Murong Fu. She had no power to tie a chicken and was born with a beautiful country. It was too dangerous and she was not so lucky to be saved every time.
After a night of rest, Wuyazi had already woken up. When he heard that he was leaving, he asked someone to come and ask him to go over and say that he had something to discuss.
After Song Qingshu passed by, he found that the other party was the only one in the room. He knew that he had deliberately sent everyone away: How do you feel now, senior?
The pain was so severe that Wuyazi smiled bitterly, but it was still within the tolerance range, which was much better than when I fell off the cliff.The black jade intermittent cream is really a strange medicine. When applied to the wound, it always makes a cool feeling penetrate into the skin, which relieves a lot of pain.
Song Qingshu took out another porcelain bottle and put it on his bed: This is all the black jade intermittent ointment on my body, which should be enough for the senior to heal the bone injuries. Then I will come back and use the yang finger to re-suspend the meridians for the senior. In addition, I have passed the "Shenzhao Sutra" to your granddaughter, and she will teach you at that time.
I have heard of all this, and Wuyazi sighed. I really can't repay the kindness of the young master. Originally, the Zhenlong chess game was to select disciples in the family, but with the young master's martial arts, I probably didn't like my skills. After thinking about it, I prepared a gift for the young master.
Following the direction of his sight, Song Qingshu noticed that there was a roll of brocade on the table in front of him. The material was like silk but not silk, and it looked extraordinary at first glance.
Song Qingshu hurriedly said: The treatment of Jin Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui have already paid, you don’t need to pay any more.
They are them, I am me, Wuyazi's voice is a little anxious, Master, don't refuse. I thought I was a useless person, but my son gave me hope for rebirth. It's really a recreation of kindness. If the son doesn't accept it, I will never be able to sleep or eat for the rest of my life.
Song Qingshu then remembered that the three people of the Xiaoyao Sect were all arrogant and arrogant. Wuyazi's miserable appearance now made him embarrassed in the eyes of the Tianshan Tonglao and the others, so he was unwilling to receive the kindness for nothing.
Since that's the case, I'm better obey my destiny than respect.Song Qingshu put the brocade in his arms and didn't open it to see it. After all, he didn't care much.
Seeing that he took over the things, Wuyazi showed a hint of relief on his face, and then said: I heard that the young master is about to return to Xixia?
Song Qingshu nodded: Yes, I have a few friends in Xixia, and I will be in danger at any time.
Since that's the case, I won't keep you for a long time.Wuyazi paused and suddenly said, "By the way, how did you and Tong Lao meet each other?"
Seeing that he asked abruptly, Song Qingshu felt a little strange, but he still answered: We can't be together, we were in an inn...
I see.Wuyazi immediately fell into deep thought.
What, is there anything wrong?Song Qingshu asked curiously.
Wuyazi hesitated for a while and finally said: I always feel that it is a bit strange to see the elder sister this time.
Strange?Song Qingshu was stunned and then smiled and said, "You haven't seen each other for decades, so you will naturally feel strange."
Wuyazi shook his head: I don’t know what to say, I always feel that she is a little different from the senior sister I remember, and sometimes I even doubt whether they are not the same person.
How is that possible? Song Qingshu smiled and said, if it weren't for a single person, would you not recognize him?
They look very similar, but there is always an indescribable feeling.Wuyazi also looked a little distressed.
Maybe it was because she practiced the eight desolate six-heaven and me, and some of them were rejuvenated, but now they look much younger than you. Sometimes I have to sigh that your master is really unfathomable and can actually create such magical skills. When I checked the meridians of the Tong Lao, I couldn't tell that she was an old lady in her eighties and nineties, but she looked like a teenage girl.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. Thinking of the occasional messy thoughts he had towards her along the way, he felt a little guilty.
I have never practiced the eight desolate Liuhe skills, and I don’t know if it will have such an effect. Wuyazi said to himself, “Look for an opportunity, I will ask Su Xinghe about her meridians…”
Seeing that he was falling into talking to himself, Song Qingshu stood up and said goodbye. The other party seemed to be thinking about a very complicated issue, and he was not even aware of his departure.
No wonder Su Xinghe and the others are not doing their job properly. It seems that this is a consistent lineage.After leaving the room, Song Qingshu couldn't help but shake his head, but it was this concentration that made him a scholar.
What lineage?Tianshan Tong Lao suddenly came out from the side.
It's nothing, Song Qingshu smiled and said, I'm going back to Xixia, where are you?
Of course I stayed to take care of Wuyazi Ah.Tianshan Tong Lao rolled her eyes.
Song Qingshu said: But when we left, the people from the 72 caves of the Thirty-Six Islands were clamoring for rebellion. Now, we have to calculate the time. Maybe we will go to your nest, so why don’t you go back and take a look?
The boy from Tianshan threw something to him and snorted: I have given you Lingjiu Palace, it’s your business now. You can go back to quell the rebellion yourself.
Song Qingshu opened his hand and found that it was a green ring: Is this?
Tianshan Tonglao explained: This is the token of the Lord of Lingjiu Palace. If you hold this thing, the people of Lingjiu Palace will naturally know your identity.
Song Qingshu looked strange: Why do you look so much like Wuyazi's leader's ring?
Tianshan Tong Lao's face turned red and she snorted: Can't I copy one myself?I'll go see Wuyazi so as not to be upset when I see you.He said that and left.
Song Qingshu laughed silently and said nothing, and called Li Qinglu to leave together. Because she had not slept all night last night, Li Qinglu thoughtfully asked Su Xinghe and the others for a carriage. Su Xinghe was grateful to Song Qingshu for his treatment of Wuyazi and sent a disciple to drive the car for the two of them.
Song Qingshu originally thought that the carriage was too slow, but it was not easy to brush Li Qinglu with kindness, and it was indeed a bit exhausted. He needed to take the opportunity to rest, so he decided to take the carriage first and leave the Songzhou territory before whipping the horse.
Menglang, please go to bed quickly.In the carriage, Li Qinglu laid out the bedding for him, and then when she was dressing for him, a roll of cloth suddenly appeared.
What's this?Li Qinglu said curiously.
Song Qingshu replied: I haven’t had time to see what your cheap grandfather gave me.
Bah, it's not my grandfather.Li Qinglu opened the cloth as she spoke, and immediately threw it aside as if she was burned. Her pretty face turned red. What is this!
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