Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1851

[Chapter 1836 Mysterious Gift]

Wang Yuyan’s face instantly turned as red as rouge, and she whispered, “I’ll go first.” Then she fled away.

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes at him: “Miss Wang’s face is so tender, Prince Ming’s joke is too big.”

Jiu Mozhi smiled and said: “You left the little girl in the room for a night, but now you are embarrassed to accuse the poor monk, will it be a bit too much?”

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words. He didn’t know how to refute, so he changed the subject and said, “Is there something wrong with Duke Ming coming to see me so early?”

Kumozhi replied, “I’m here to bid you farewell this time.”

“Farewell? Are you leaving so soon?” Song Qingshu was startled.

Jiu Mozhi smiled and said: “I originally traveled the north and south of the Yangtze River to strive for a breakthrough in martial arts. I heard that the Zhenlong chess game was lively and came to take a look. Now that the Zhenlong chess game is over, it is natural to leave. We don’t have to learn from those vulgar people. It’s a normal courtesy, and we’ll meet again later.” He folded his hands in a salute, and then turned and left gracefully.

Seeing him wearing straw sandals and an open-minded back, Song Qingshu secretly sighed: “In addition to being overly obsessed with martial arts, Jiu Mozhi is indeed an eminent monk.”

After sending off Jiu Mozhi, Song Qingshu was concerned about the current situation in Xixia, and when he found Li Qinglu, he was ready to go back to Xixia. As for Wang Yuyan, she stayed here to accompany her grandfather and grandmother, and also shouldered Wuyazi’s body after he recovered to a certain extent. This is also to prevent her from going to Murong Fu and running around the world. She has no power to restrain her, and she is born with national beauty. It is too dangerous, not every time she is so lucky to be saved.

After a night’s rest, Wu Yazi had already woken up. Hearing that he was leaving, he asked someone to ask him to come over and say that he had something to discuss.

After Song Qingshu passed by, he found that the other party was alone in the room, knowing that he deliberately distracted everyone: “How do you feel now, senior?”

“The pain is terrible,” Wu Yazi smiled bitterly, “but it’s still within the tolerable range. It’s much better than when I fell off the cliff. That black jade ointment is really a miracle medicine, and it has always been cool and refreshing when applied to the wound. The meaning penetrates into the skin and relieves a lot of pain.”

Song Qingshu took out another porcelain vase and put it by his bedside: “This is all the black jade ointment on my body, the amount should be enough for the senior’s bone injury to heal. When the time comes, I will come back and use a yang finger to renew the senior’s meridians. I have passed the “Sacred Illumination” to your granddaughter, and she will teach you when the time comes.”

“I’ve already heard of this,” Wu Yazi sighed, “I really can’t repay the kindness of your son. Originally, the Zhenlong chess game was for the purpose of selecting disciples, but with the son’s martial arts, I’m sure I don’t like this. I have prepared a gift for the young master because of my physical strength and after thinking about it.”

Following the direction of his line of sight, Song Qingshu noticed that there was a roll of brocade on the table in front of him.

Song Qingshu hurriedly said: “Tianshan Tongmao and Li Qiushui have already paid for the medical treatment, so you don’t need to pay any more.”

“They are them, I am me,” Wu Yazi’s voice was a little eager, “Young Master, don’t refuse, I thought I was already a waste, but the Young Master gave me hope of rebirth. , I’ve had trouble sleeping and eating all my life.”

Only then did Song Qingshu remember that the three of Xiaoyao Sect were all arrogant and arrogant masters, and Wuyazi’s miserable appearance had already embarrassed him in the eyes of Tianshan Tongmao and the others, so he was unwilling to accept the kindness in vain.

“If that’s the case, then I’ll be more respectful than obeying my order.” Song Qingshu put the brocade in his arms, but didn’t open it, after all, he didn’t really care.

Seeing that he accepted the things, Wu Yazi’s face showed a hint of relief, and then said: “I heard that the son is going back to Xixia soon?”

Song Qingshu nodded: “Yes, I still have a few friends in Xixia, and there will be danger at any time.”

“Since that’s the case, then I won’t keep you any longer.” Wu Yazi paused, then suddenly said, “By the way, how did you and Grandma Tong know each other?”

Seeing that he asked abruptly, Song Qingshu felt a little strange, but still replied: “We don’t know each other if we don’t know each other, right?

I was in an inn…”

“So it is.” Wu Yazi immediately fell into deep thought.

“What, what’s wrong?” Song Qingshu asked curiously.

Wu Yazi hesitated again and again, and finally said, “I always feel that it’s a little strange to see Senior Sister this time.”

“Strange?” Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, “You haven’t seen each other for decades, so you will naturally feel strange.”

Wu Yazi shook his head: “I don’t know what to say, I always feel that she is a little different from the senior sister in my memory, and sometimes I even wonder if they are the same person.”

“How is it possible,” Song Qingshu laughed, “If it wasn’t for one person, wouldn’t you recognize it?”

“The appearance is very similar, but there is always a feeling that I can’t tell.” Wu Yazi’s expression also seemed a little distressed.

“Maybe it’s because she practiced the Eight Wilderness ** Solitaire Art. Some of them are rejuvenated, but now they look much younger than you. Sometimes I have to sigh that your master is really inscrutable, and he can create such a magical art. I Looking at the meridians of Grandma Tong, I can’t tell that she is an old woman in her 80s or 90s, but looks like a little girl in her teens.” Song Qingshu couldn’t help but sighed, thinking that she occasionally had some random thoughts about her along the way. , he felt guilty.

“I haven’t practiced the Eight Desolate ** Solitaire, I don’t know if it will have such an effect,” Wu Yazi said to himself, “I’ll ask Su Xinghe about her meridians when I get a chance…”

Seeing that he fell into self-talk, Song Qingshu got up and said goodbye.

“No wonder Su Xinghe and the others don’t do their jobs properly. It seems that they are in the same line.” After leaving the room, Song Qingshu couldn’t help shaking his head, but it was this concentration that made him a scholar.

“What is the same line?” Tianshan Tongmao suddenly came out from the side.

“It’s nothing,” Song Qingshu smiled, “I’m going back to Xixia, how about you?”

“Of course I’ll stay and take care of Wuyazi.” Tianshan Tongmao rolled her eyes.

Song Qingshu said: “But when we left, the people in the seventy-two caves of Thirty-Six Islands were rioting. Now count the time, maybe we will go to your old nest. Why don’t you go back and have a look?”

Grandma Tianshan threw an object to him and snorted: “I gave you the Spirit Vulture Palace, now it’s your business, you go back to quell the rebellion yourself.”

Song Qingshu opened his hand and found a green finger: “This is?”

Tianshan Tongmao explained: “This is the token of the Lord of the Vulture Palace. If you hold this item, the people of the Vulture Palace will naturally know your identity.”

Song Qingshu looked strange: “Why does it look like the head ring of Wuyazi?”

Grandma Tianshan blushed and snorted: “Can’t I copy one myself? I’m going to see Wuyazi, so as not to see you upset.” After speaking, she left.

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly, and didn’t say anything anymore. He called Li Qinglu to leave together. Because he didn’t sleep all night last night, Li Qinglu kindly asked Su Xinghe and the others for a carriage. Su Xinghe was grateful to Song Qingshu for his kindness to Wuyazi. , and specially sent a disciple to drive the car for the two of them.

Song Qingshu originally disliked the carriage being too slow, but it was not good to give Li Qinglu some kindness, and he was indeed a little tired. He needed to take the opportunity to take a rest, so he decided to ride the carriage first and go out of the Songzhou borders.

“Menglang, go to sleep.” In the carriage, Li Qinglu laid the bedding for him, and when he was undressing for him, a roll of cloth suddenly appeared.

“What is this?” Li Qinglu asked curiously.

Song Qingshu replied, “I haven’t had time to see it from your cheap grandfather.”

“Bah, it’s not my grandfather.” Li Qinglu opened the cloth as she spoke, and immediately threw it aside as if it had been burned, her pretty face flushed red, “What is this!”

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