Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1939

[Chapter 1923 is another daughter-in-law]

Because they had to hurry, the two quickly ran out of food. When they went out, they happened to meet Baiyunguan’s group and came out. Song Qingshu simply walked with them. The group chatted and reached the foot of Wudang Mountain.

It’s a pity that Ren Song Qingshu asked many times, but he couldn’t find any valuable information from the other party’s words. In addition, there were many people in Baiyunguan, and the trip was always slow. He simply said goodbye to him: “I want to go first. When I see my master and my father, I will leave here.”

Yucha naturally couldn’t stop him, and smiled slightly: “If that’s the case, then we’ll see you at Zixiao Palace.”

Song Qingshu nodded, then lightly embraced Shen Bijun’s waist, the whole person stepped forward gently, and he did not see much effort, and within a few steps, the two figures disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Yu Cha was stunned: “This son is as rumored, his martial arts are unfathomable.”

One of the two little Taoists on the side snorted: “He is just to show off in front of the beauty, the Taoist priest should not be fooled.”

Yucha said: “There is no vacuous person under the reputation. We should not be careless. If there are more actions for him this time, I am afraid it will not be so smooth.”

The two little Taoists looked at each other and saw the complexity of each other’s eyes, and said nothing.

Besides, Song Qingshu didn’t go from Jiejianshi after he went up the mountain. Although he didn’t carry a weapon now, it was too troublesome to wait for those disciples to go up the mountain to report back and forth.

Feeling the pine wind in the forest and looking at the clouds and mists in the distance, Song Qingshu secretly sighed that he was clearly the third generation disciple of Wudang, but to be honest, since I came to this world, this is the first time I have come to Wudang Mountain. , For a moment, I had mixed feelings, and I couldn’t help but froze there.

Shen Bijun was also uneasy at this time: “Song Lang, I’ll see you later… When I meet Song Daxia, what identity should I use to meet his old man.” Although she had already made a private life with the other party, she was not married after all. , not to mention the whole world knows that Song Qingshu’s original wife is Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction, then his identity is a bit embarrassing.

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be dumbfounded: “What is Song Daxia, call your father-in-law at that time.”

“Father-in-law?” Shen Bijun’s face turned red, but her heart was filled with joy. She was worried about gains and losses along the way, and worried about a lot of things. Now that she saw that the other party had no intention of concealing her relationship with her in front of her father, all her worries disappeared.

“However, when the time comes, you must first meet the Grand Master.” Song Qingshu added that Zhang Sanfeng is the absolute elder on Wudang Mountain, and compared to Song Yuanqiao, the cheap father, Zhang Sanfeng’s bearing and demeanor are more likely to make people heartbroken.

Shen Bijun pursed his lips and smiled: “I’ve heard for a long time that the real person is a land fairy, and this time he was able to visit his old man. The young masters and young ladies in Jiangnan couldn’t ask for the opportunity. Speaking of which, I also got the light of Song Lang.”

Zhang Sanfeng is well-known all over the world, and now that he is over a hundred years old, he does not know how many emperors he has experienced in his life. Whether it is the Song Dynasty or the previous Ming Dynasty, the emperors of all dynasties have given him various honorary titles, such as “Loyalty and Filial Immortal”, “Yulong” The Sixth Patriarch’s Hidden Immortals Embrace the Immortals of the Immortals and Purdue the Heavenly Venerate, “Taoguang Shangzhi True Immortals”, “Qingxu Yuan Miao True Monarchs”, “Flying Dragons Reveal Hongren Benevolence True Monarchs”, among which the most widely circulated in the Jiangnan area is ” Through microscopic visualization of real people”.

Song Qingshu laughed: “As far as your sweet mouth is concerned, Master Tai must also like such a beautiful and smart grandson-in-law.”

The two went to the top of the mountain while chatting, and soon Wudang disciples noticed them: “Who are you, there will be a grand ceremony in Wudang Mountain recently, and pilgrims are declined.”

They saw that the two men were handsome and beautiful, and they only thought that they were the rich sons and young ladies who came here.

Song Qingshu cupped his hands and said, “Please let me know, I have something important to meet with Zhenren Zhang.”

“Song Qingshu? I haven’t heard of it before. The head has an order. Recently, the mountain has been closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.” The little Daoists waved their hands impatiently.

Shen Bijun couldn’t help but cover his mouth and chuckle: “It seems that you are not that famous either.”

Song Qingshu’s brows were slightly wrinkled, and he thought to himself that something had happened inside now?

Could it be that the people of Ghost Villa have already taken control of the people inside?

Just as he was about to rush in, a familiar voice suddenly came: “Who is making a noise here?” Then a middle-aged Taoist priest who was a little fat walked over, his temples were slightly gray, and the whole person had a kind of dilute modesty and sympathy. A refined temperament.

The expression on Song Qingshu’s face suddenly became a little exciting, and he finally saluted: “Dad, it’s me.”

Shen Bijun’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t expect that the calm and elegant middle-aged Taoist priest in front of her was actually Song Yuanqiao. She was caught off guard when she saw the future father-in-law. She couldn’t help being a little flustered and said subconsciously, “Jijun has seen Daddy.”

Song Yuanqiao also recognized Song Qingshu at this time, and couldn’t help being surprised: “It turned out to be Qingshu…”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a beautiful and outrageous girl calling him a father, and couldn’t help but startled: “Girl, you are…”

Shen Bijun finally came to his senses, and was immediately embarrassed. He couldn’t speak, and instinctively hid behind Song Qingshu, his head almost buried on the ground.

Song Qingshu couldn’t help but smile: “Dad, let me introduce you, this is your daughter-in-law.”

“Daughter-in-law again?” Song Yuanqiao’s face was a little unnatural. After all, the memory of the last daughter-in-law, Zhou Zhiruo, brought to the Wudang faction was really unpleasant. At the Lion Slaying Conference, Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting almost died under Zhou Zhiruo’s nine-yin white bone claws.

He quickly dispelled those thoughts in his mind. After all, these are all things in the past, and the person in front of him looked gentle and demure, and it was not too much to think about… But Zhou Zhiruo had this gentle and watery appearance at the beginning…

Seeing Song Yuanqiao froze there, Song Qingshu smiled and said, “Although she is very beautiful, you don’t have to look dumbfounded, right?”

Song Yuanqiao blushed, and subconsciously reached out and pinched his ear: “You bastard, even your father dares to joke.”

With Song Qingshu’s current martial arts, it was impossible for Song Yuanqiao to pinch his ear, but for some reason, he didn’t dodge. The familiar and distant pain in his ear reminded him of the family affection in his previous life. There was a warmth in my heart.

Song Yuanqiao suddenly noticed that Shen Bijun was crying silently beside him, and couldn’t help being dumbfounded: “That… Bijun, don’t cry, it was just because I was bad, I didn’t react for a while and left you in the cold.” As a result, he ignored her, which must have made the little girl uneasy. It was really a sin.

Shen Bijun hurriedly wiped away her tears and explained, “Reporting…Song Daxia, it’s not like that. I just saw your father and son fighting, I thought of my parents, and I felt a little sad for a while…” After the embarrassment just now If she were to call her father or father-in-law again, how could she say it out loud.

Song Qingshu hurriedly recounted her life experience, and Song Yuanqiao couldn’t help but sympathize with Dasheng: “Jijun, from now on, you will be like your own in our house. If Qingshu bullies you, I will beat him for you.”

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: “Don’t brag about it, your little kung fu…” Although he didn’t finish his sentence, his contempt was beyond words.

Song Yuanqiao knew that he was telling the truth, but in front of his daughter-in-law, he couldn’t hold back his old face when he said this: “You stinky boy, your wings are hard, right? How dare you fight back when your father beats you?”

Shen Bijun couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Uncle Song, Qingshu treats me very well, and has never bullied me.”

Song Yuanqiao snorted: “It’s almost the same.”

Song Qingshu smiled and said, “What uncle, call your father-in-law directly, no, just call your father like you did just now.”

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