Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 214 Shi Huolong

Yang Shaoyou looked crazy, his hair was all white, he was struggling wildly like a wild animal, grabbing the iron railing with both hands and shaking it vigorously.

"Daddy!" Seeing her father like this, Yang Yaoqin couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart, and wanted to rush over to hug him.

Song Qingshu tightly protected her, for fear that Yang Shaoyou would go mad for a while and hurt Yang Yaoqin.

At this time, everyone in Wudang also heard the sound, and as soon as they went upstairs, they saw a white-haired man shaking the railing like a wind demon, they couldn't help being a little surprised, and hurriedly asked Song Qingshu what happened.

Song Qingshu recounted what he said just now, and everyone was silent, looking at Yang Shaoyou with a little regret.

At this time, Zhang Songxi speculated: "Just now, the person named Shi on the third floor also said the same thing. I think that Cheng Kun should often use various routines to deceive these two people. So much so that they have doubts about our identity. question."

When everyone thinks about it, it makes sense.

"We can't let him shout like this, I'm afraid it will attract guards!" Song Yuanqiao said.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu flashed up to Yang Shaoyou, pointed at him suddenly, and said, "I've offended you!"

His finger instantly hit Yang Shaoyou's pockmarked point. Yang Shaoyou shuddered and sat down on the ground. He lost control of his body and was speechless for a long time.

Only then did Yang Yaoqin run over, lay down in front of Yang Shaoyou, cried and said to him: "Daddy, I am Yaoqin! Your Yaoqin'er!"

Yang Shaoyou couldn't move his body, but the rationality in his eyes gradually recovered, and he looked at his daughter in disbelief.

In fact, Yang Shaoyou was able to match what Yang Yaoqin said downstairs, which means that he has already determined that the person in front of him is his real daughter, but just like Yang Yaoqin's thoughts downstairs, he just can't believe it, for fear that the greater the hope, the more disappointed bigger.

At this moment, Yang Shaoyou's eyes wept suddenly, and he stretched out his arms to wrap around Yang Yaoqin. Song Qingshu watched nervously, fearing that Yang Yaoqin might be in danger.

But Yang Shaoyou seemed to have noticed his movement, glanced at him, but did not speak.

"Yao Qin'er, my Yao Qin'er." Yang Shaoyou murmured in a low voice, "My Yao Qin'er is day and night."

"It's my daddy, it's me!" Yang Yaoqin cried loudly.

The parents hugged each other and cried, and after a while, the crying subsided, and Song Qingshu said at this moment: "Uncle Yang, this is not a place to stay for a long time, let's leave here first."

"You are?" Yang Shaoyou looked at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu chuckled and said: "Ten years ago, my great-grandfather and I met Uncle Yang and Aunt Li in Zhongnan Mountain. Uncle Yang also tried a few tricks with my great-grandfather. Have you forgotten?"

When Yang Shaoyou heard what he said, he let down his guard a bit.

"Is there any antidote for [Shixiang Ruanjin Powder]?" Yang Shaoyou asked.

Zhang Songxi took out a small porcelain bottle and put it in his hand, but while holding the porcelain bottle, he looked straight at Zhang Songxi and didn't detoxify immediately.

Yang Yaoqin saw the hesitation in his heart, so she said to him: "Father, these uncles are all from the Wudang sect. They won't harm you. This is the antidote. You can smell it." Take the antidote, put it under his nose, let him smell it.

Yang Shaoyou took a deep look at Yang Yaoqin, and then took a deep breath.

Seeing that he had absorbed the antidote, everyone felt relieved.

At this time, Yang Yaoqin seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked: "Daddy, where's mother?"

The next moment, Yang Shaoyou's face turned pale suddenly, and he stared at Yang Yaoqin with red eyes. His face was full of ferocity, his cheeks were bulging, and his teeth were clenching. It took a long time to squeeze out a few words from the gap between his teeth. Come.

"Your mother is dead!"

Yang Yaoqin's heart felt as if it had been hit by a hammer suddenly, and a sharp pain gushed out from the depths of her soul. It was not a physical pain, but it was tens of thousands of times more painful than physical pain.

Yang Shaoyou saw his daughter's expression was numb and tears were falling silently, so he reached out to hug her and stroked her hair.

"Don't be sad, don't be sad." Yang Shaoyou said softly, "Your mother died because of me, and I owe her this."

"How did mother die?" Yang Yaoqin raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes.

Yang Shaoyou shook his head: "You don't need to know this, this is Daddy's business."

After finishing speaking, Yang Shaoyou stood up suddenly, and said to Song Qingshu and others, "Let's go."

Everyone nodded and walked downstairs together.When she reached the fifth floor, Miejue Shitai had already walked out of the cell, and she nodded to everyone when she saw everyone coming down. At this moment, her eyes suddenly fell on Song Qingshu's waist, and she saw an ancient sword hanging there. The hilt of the sword is as familiar to Miejue Shitai as her own palm, and it is the Yitian Sword.

Song Qingshu saw Miejue Shitai's eyes on his waist, so he knew what she was looking at, but he pretended not to see it, and continued to walk downstairs.

But Miejue Shitai said: "Song Shaoxia, should the Yitian sword be returned to its original owner?"

Song Qingshu paused, if Master Miejue didn't say anything, he could just do it, but now that Master Miejue opened his mouth too much, he couldn't continue to occupy the Yitian Sword, although he felt that the sword was like a part of his body, full of It feels familiar, but after all, it is the treasure of Emei's town school, so he can't take it for himself.

When he touched his waist with his right hand, the Yitian sword fell into his hand, and when he raised his second hand, the Yitian sword flew out, and was copied by Miejue Shitai.

"Master, you need to take good care of your belongings. Next time I pick them up, you should change your surname." Song Qingshu's voice came coldly.

Miejue Shitai didn't seem to hear it.

A group of people went down to the fourth floor again, but saw that Abbot Kongwen was still meditating in the cell. He got up when he saw everyone coming down, and then brushed his hands on the iron rods. Only then did he walk out leisurely.

"Let's go!" said Abbot Kongwen, and walked down first.

After reaching the third floor, the man surnamed Shi was staring at Abbot Kongwen who came down first, and recognized him as the monk who was imprisoned on the tower a few months ago. When he saw Miejue Shitai, Only then did I realize that the group of people just now did not lie, they really came to save people.

At this moment, he just wanted to open his mouth, but his face blushed suddenly, he didn't know how to open his mouth. Seeing everyone walking downstairs one after another, he knew that this was his only hope of getting out of trouble, so he finally yelled out.

"Heroes stay behind!"

When he yelled, everyone was stunned, Zhang Songxi deliberately walked last, just waiting for him to yell.

"What's the matter?" He pretended to be cold and said.

The man surnamed Shi rubbed his hands together by mistake, and said embarrassingly: "This, that, the antidote, can I give Shi some as well."

Zhang Songxi was straightforward: "The antidote, I just finished eating."

"What?!" The man surnamed Shi was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Is it all gone? All gone?"

"Well, a little bit, it's gone." Zhang Songxi said.

The next moment, the man surnamed Shi became furious and said, "I don't believe it! You lied to me! If you don't come up with the antidote today, I will yell, and none of you can leave!"

Everyone frowned, but they didn't expect this person to be so scheming.

Zhang Songxi said: "Then believe it or not, before you open your mouth, I can kill you with one sword!"

The man surnamed Shi took a few steps back, clinging to the wall of the tower. Seeing that he wanted to threaten others, but was threatened by others in turn, he couldn't help crying and said: "I beg you, save me! I can't take it anymore!" !I still have my daughter! And the gang! And the disciples! I don’t want to stay here anymore!”

Song Qingshu suddenly asked at this moment: "Who are you? Why are you imprisoned here?!"

The man surnamed Shi said: "My name is Shi Huolong!"

"What?! You are the leader of the Beggar Gang, Shi Huolong?!" Zhang Songxi said in surprise, "No, you're lying!"

Shi Huolong was stunned: "I don't need to lie!"

"How long have you been here?" Zhang Songxi asked.

Shi Huolong thought for a while: "I can't remember clearly. I was still recording the time at first, but I gave up later, but I have recorded it for at least seven or eight years."

"That means you are indeed lying!" Zhang Songxi said coldly.

"Why do you think I'm lying?!" Shi Huolong said angrily.

"Because there is another Shi Huolong in the beggar gang! Moreover, he is always there!"

　Well, the foreshadowing is over, let's start the next chapter!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)