Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 290 Hold a son?

When Song Qingshu found Zhang Wuji, he was treated miserably by Basba. From this point of view, it was his fifth uncle and fifth aunt who raised Zhang Wuji free. Fortunately, this child has a pure heart and has not turned bad.

I only heard the old Taoist say: "A few days ago he sneaked down the mountain, your father was going to look for him, but with Tianying Sect Yin Wufu following him, nothing will happen to him."

"Yin Wufu?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, "But when I found Wuji, there was no one following him."

The old man frowned, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Qingshu didn't know why, but saw the old Taoist wave his hand and said: "You masters, one by one, when your kung fu is high, you feel that your wings are hard and you can fly!"

Song Qingshu could obviously feel that the old Taoist was really angry. For a moment, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, as if something important was about to happen somewhere, and he was quite uncomfortable.

In fact, what he didn't know was that at that moment, everyone on the entire Wudang Mountain, including birds, beasts, fish and insects, suddenly stopped and stood still. Some.

But the next moment, this feeling suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Everyone seemed to be in a dream, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, only those inhuman birds, beasts, fish and insects seemed to be insane, jumping back and forth.

Looking at Song Qingshu again, I only heard the old Taoist say: "Go ahead."

Song Qingshu nodded, and then narrated what happened on Binghuo Island to the old Taoist. When he talked about the fox and the old tree, the old Taoist's eyes lit up, and the white room seemed to be brightly lit.

"Spirits!" the old man murmured.

Song Qingshu nodded and said, "That's right, it's just ghosts."

"Your great-grandfather, when I was young, I once saw two ghosts, and it is because of them that I have the foundation of Wudang's martial arts today."

"But the turtle and the snake?" Song Qingshu once heard the old Taoist talk about it.

The old Taoist nodded: "Anyone who has become a ghost can be treated as an equal with others. It is also a great blessing in life for me to be friends with that turtle and snake. You shouldn't have killed that old tree."

Song Qingshu just wanted to open his mouth, but he heard the old Taoist say: "But if you kill him, you will be killed. This is also a catastrophe for him. His death and Taoism can only show that the catastrophe is not over. This is also God's will!"

Song Qingshu suddenly thought of a sentence, good guy, you've run out of words!

It's a pity he didn't have the guts to say it.

But how shrewd the old man is, he could see it, he laughed and said: "Go on, go on. It's very interesting!"

Song Qingshu had no choice but to continue talking. When he said that the volcano erupted and engulfed the entire Binghuo Island, and there was no more Binghuo Island and Binghuo Silkworm in this world, he found that the old man frowned slightly.

"What's the matter? Grandpa?" he asked.

The old Taoist pondered for a moment, and said: "That day, Child Elder Shan, once came to Wudang after you left!"

"What?!" Song Qingshu was startled, he never thought that the child grandma would dare to come to Wudang Mountain that day, isn't she looking for death!

But the old Taoist said again: "When she came, she brought a girl with her. That girl is called Wu Xingyun!"

"Wu Xingyun?!" Song Qingshu suddenly thought of the little girl who came to Wudang with Tianshan Child Elder on the day of Yin Liting's wedding, the little girl standing beside Qi Nu.

"That's right, Qing Shu, if you go to the Bright Summit, you must be careful of that Wu Xingyun!" The old Taoist exclaimed in surprise, "She gives me a very strange feeling!"

"Why is it strange?" Song Qingshu frowned and asked.

But I heard the old Taoist say word by word: "She gives me the feeling that she is not human!"

When Song Qingshu came out of Lao Dao's room, he was still thinking about the meaning of Lao Dao's words in his heart.

"It's not a person! What else could it be?" Song Qingshu muttered to himself, all the way to Zixiao Palace.

Song Yuanqiao had been waiting for him for a long time, when he saw him coming back, he grabbed his hand and walked towards the backyard.

Song Qingshu was in a trance, and instinctively wanted to make a move, but he held back, and was dragged by Song Yuanqiao to his mother's room.

Ling Xueyan was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, taking care of her hair, while Yang Yaoqin beside her was holding a bronze mirror to take care of the bun on the back of her head.

Seeing Song Qingshu walk in, Yang Yaoqin gave him a wink, signaling him to ask for more blessings.

Song Qingshu didn't say a word, and knelt down beside Ling Xueyan with a "common" sound, and hit the ground with his head, smashing a blue brick on the ground.

The other three were startled. Song Yuanqiao and Yang Yaoqin couldn't help stretching out their hands to help Song Qingshu, but they shrank back suddenly, because they found that Ling Xueyan had already turned his gaze to Song Qingshu who was on the ground. Kneeling and kneeling, a look of distress appeared in her eyes, but she still resisted not opening her mouth.

She thought that Song Qingshu would get up after kowtowing, but she found that her son was not ready to get up at all. After the first kowtow, he didn't lift his head, and went straight to the second kowtow.

There was another "bang", and the broken brick shattered even more, and rubble visible to the naked eye flew around.

Ling Xueyan raised her eyebrows, her eyelids twitched, and she still didn't speak, but Yang Yaoqin could clearly feel that her attitude had softened.

At this time, Song Qingshu kowtowed the third head.

He is more ruthless and harder every time.

When the third head knocked down, with his forehead as the center, the blue bricks in a radius of one foot were shattered, and the sinking was more than half a foot deep.

Seeing that the fourth head was about to go down again, Ling Xueyan couldn't sit still anymore.

She slid off the stool, hugged Song Qingshu and burst into tears.

Song Yuanqiao on the side was stunned.

Song Qingshu hugged his mother, and let her palm caress his face and forehead, he reached out to wipe away the tears for Ling Xueyan, but more and more wiped away.

Ling Xueyan didn't speak, but buried her head in Song Qingshu's arms, crying to herself.

But it was just like this that made the Song family father and son panic.

Song Yuanqiao hurriedly came over to hug his wife, and said some pleasant words in his mouth, while Song Qingshu also kept apologizing, vowing to never leave her again in the future.

Yang Yaoqin on the side also had red eyes and didn't interrupt.

After a long while like this, Ling Xueyan finally let out the gloom in her heart. After all, she still misses her son too much.

After crying for a while, her mood became much more comfortable. Ling Xueyan took Yang Yaoqin and greeted for a big banquet to welcome Song Qingshu.

However, when Yu Daiyan and others came over, the welcome banquet changed from a family banquet to a happy event for the whole Wudang.

So all the disciples in the whole Wudang took action, killing pigs and sheep, and having everything they wanted, such as good wine and food, but it also made Wu Chang, Hu Kui and others feel a long-lost warmth.

At the banquet, Song Qingshu watched Hu Kui and Mo Shenggu arm wrestling, and asked Yang Yaoqin beside him, "Yaoqin, where is Uncle Yang?"

Yang Yaoqin sighed and said, "My father, he's gone to Dadu!"

Song Qingshu was taken aback: "Did you go to find Cheng Kun?"

Yang Yaoqin nodded: "Since he taught you the [Nine Yin Manual], he has been running to Dadu all day, and he still doesn't allow me to follow, but I know he is going to avenge my mother."

Song Qingshu said: "When I come down from Guangming, I will go to Dadu!"

This is a promise he made to Yang Yaoqin and an explanation to Yang Yaoqin.

Yang Yaoqin nodded and said, "I'll be with you!"

A pair of Bi people hugged each other and sat without seeing Song Yuanqiao and Ling Xueyan not far away. The old couple was watching Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu with a pair of gratified eyes.

"Brother Yuan, when do you think we can hold our grandson?"

"Uh, why don't I let you hold my son first?!"

"Pooh!"

(End of this chapter)