Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 50 Going Down the Mountain
Ever since Song Qingshu passed out in front of the sword demon's tombstone, Yang Yaoqin was terrified. She carried Song Qingshu into the cave behind the tomb, wiped his face, fed him some water mixed with jade bee jelly, and kept guarding Song Qingshu beside.

At this moment, she regrets very much why she proposed to find Jianzhong. Not only was she chased by a group of large and small pusiqu snakes, but even though she got a Ziwei soft sword, she was thrown off the cliff by Song Qingshu before it was warmed up. , and finally found the tomb of the sword demon, Song Qingshu suddenly fell into a coma again.This made Yang Yaoqin simply think that the two of them were born at odds with this place and shouldn't come here at all.

So Yang Yaoqin spent the whole afternoon in the entanglement in her heart. Until it was dark, Song Qingshu still had no signs of waking up. She had to find some firewood and light a fire, and then took out two pieces of dry food and put them on the fire Baking, thinking that if Song Qingshu wakes up, there will be a piece of browned hot cake to eat.

Fortunately, there were two pussy snakes by her side, and the surrounding snakes, insects, rats and ants did not dare to disturb her, but the lively scene of beasts screaming at the moon in the barren mountains still made this eleven or twelve-year-old girl feel lonely.

But there is no fear. The little girl has been in the damp and gloomy place like the ancient tomb for five or six years, and the current environment is far from frightening her.

She looked at Song Qingshu next to him, and saw that he was frowning and breathing rapidly, as if he was having a nightmare. She couldn't help but nervously called Song Qingshu's name a few times, but Song Qingshu didn't respond, and she put her palm on him again. On his forehead, it was extremely cold.

"Qingshu, Qingshu!" She called a few more times, but Song Qingshu still didn't respond.

So Yang Yaoqin put her hand on Song Qingshu's cheek and stroked it gently. At this moment, what flashed in her mind was the little things she had with Song Qingshu in the past five years.A thought suddenly popped up in her heart, that is, she hoped that this moment could be kept for a long time without anyone's disturbance, and it would be like this until the end of time.

Just like father and mother, although living in a gloomy and damp ancient tomb.But the love between the two has not diminished in the slightest. If Song Qingshu and himself can die in this cave like their parents, that would be a good choice.

Thinking of this, Yang Yaoqin suddenly felt that her cheeks were burning hot, which was a feeling she had never felt before.

Suddenly Yang Yaoqin's train of thought was interrupted by a howling wolf, she hurriedly restrained her mind, tapped her head lightly, and cursed herself secretly, she shouldn't still be thinking wildly in such an environment.

So in this barren mountain, Yang Yaoqin spent the night guarding the fire with Song Qingshu in a daze like this. She didn't know when she fell asleep unknowingly.

When the first ray of sunlight shone through the cave on Yang Yaoqin's face in the morning, she woke up suddenly.Turning his head to look, he found that the place where Song Qingshu was lying was no longer there.

Yang Yaoqin was shocked, and hurriedly ran out of the cave calling Song Qingshu's name.It was only when he got out of the cave that Song Qingshu was sitting cross-legged in front of the sword demon's tombstone.

"Qingshu!" Yang Yaoqin screamed, and hurried to Song Qingshu's side, "When did you wake up? Why didn't you call me?"

Song Qingshu looked at her and smiled, and said to her: "I just woke up too, and I didn't bother you because you were in a deep sleep."

"What happened to you yesterday? Why did you faint suddenly?" Yang Yaoqin asked.

Song Qingshu kept saying to the tombstone in front of him: "Yesterday, I was slashed in the head by your great-grandfather, and then I was dragged into the sword mound by the sword demon, and had a sparring session with him."

Yang Yaoqin patted him lightly and said: "You are talking nonsense, I don't know how long since my grandfather and Senior Sword Demon passed away, how could I slash you with a sword and even compete with you."

So Song Qingshu simply told Yang Yaoqin about yesterday's feelings in front of the tombstone and the experience after coma, and she was dumbfounded.

Yang Yaoqin is not surprised that the words written by her great-grandfather on the tombstone can release sword intent, because it is not impossible for someone to comprehend the artistic conception of martial arts with a single calligraphy and painting. .But she was extremely surprised by what happened to Song Qingshu in a coma. She had never heard that someone could use this method to pass on his sword skills after death.

"You mean he's teaching me swordsmanship?" Song Qingshu asked.

Yang Yaoqin nodded: "Isn't it? Didn't you say that he taught you [Dugu Thirteen Swords]?"

Song Qingshu nodded, and then shook his head again: "He did pass [Dugu Thirteen Swords] to me. But he didn't drag me to the sword mound just to pass on the sword skills."

"Then why?"

"Because of loneliness."

Yang Xiaoqin gently repeated Song Qingshu's words: "Are you lonely?"

She suddenly remembered how she felt last night, the feeling of loneliness penetrated deep into her bone marrow, even though Song Qingshu had woken up now, the feeling still lingered in her heart and could not go away for a long time.

"Yes!" Song Qingshu sighed, "Who would have imagined that the majestic Sword Demon would be so lonely."

Yang Yaoqin suddenly ran back to the cave to find her package, took out a few pieces of dry food from it, and then quickly ran to the sword demon's tomb, and placed the dry food in her hand in front of the tombstone.

Then she said softly: "Senior Dugu, we came in a hurry, so we didn't have any snacks and fruits. You can only take these dry food and enjoy it first. When we come back next time, we must prepare exquisite fruits and snacks, and have a good sacrifice." Please."

Seeing her seriousness, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "Silly girl, he can't hear what you said, and he can't eat what you let go. You put all the dry food here, what do we two eat?"

"The two of us can go to Xiangyang City to buy it again." Yang Yaoqin said, "But senior Dugu has been here alone for so long, we finally came here, so naturally we have to worship and talk to him more, so that he is not lonely Not lonely anymore."

"Okay. I've talked enough with him. Let's go down the mountain quickly, and we have to find the Ziwei soft sword." Song Qingshu found the two people's packages from the cave and carried them on his back, and walked towards the edge of the cliff go.

"Wait for me." Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't wait for her, Yang Yaoqin got up and followed him.

The two came to the edge of the cliff and looked down. Below was a lush forest, and under the blowing of the wild wind, layers of green "waves" were set off.

"You stay on top, I will go down first. Then you come down again, and I will catch you." Song Qingshu said.

"En." Yang Yaoqin nodded, without any doubt whether Song Qingshu could catch her at such a height.

So Song Qingshu was the same as before, walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped lightly, and his body fell straight down. However, he was not strong enough to ignore the height of five or six feet. When he fell to about one foot, he lightly tapped the stone wall to relieve it The strength of the fall, and the other person in the air, the figure does not appear to be flustered at all, and it is chic and easy.

After doing this four or five times, he came to the bottom of the cliff, raised his head and shouted to the top of the cliff: "Yao Qin jumped down."

When Yang Yaoqin heard him speak from above, she jumped off the edge of the cliff like a person looking for death.However, she didn't really jump down directly, but imitated Song Qingshu's appearance, using her hands and feet on the mountain wall to borrow strength, but her long fleshy pair could not withstand the hardness of the mountain wall, and she swiped her hand in a few strokes bloody.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu thought to himself silly girl.

So he kicked hard on his feet, and his body changed into a sky-high.He caught Yang Yaoqin in mid-air, hugged her across his chest, and tapped his feet twice on the stone wall, and the two of them fell away from the stone wall.

Next to the stone wall was a giant tree. Song Qingshu stepped on the crown of the tree and floated twice, swinging from one tree to another, and then gently fell to the ground.

Yang Yaoqin looked up, only a few leaves fell, not even a branch was broken.

She was surprised: "Qing Shu, when did your lightness kung fu become so powerful?"

Song Qingshu smiled without saying a word, and walked forward on his own.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Yaoqin didn't ask any more questions, and followed him into the depths of the woods.

What the two of them didn't realize was that after they jumped off the cliff, a gust of wind came out, wrapped up the dry food in front of the Sword Demon's tombstone, and blew it to an unknown place.

Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin walked in the direction where Ziwei soft sword was thrown.The two walked very slowly, looking around while walking.But until the sun rose three poles, no Ziwei soft sword was found.

The two suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Could it be taken away by someone?" Yang Yaoqin guessed, "Otherwise, why can't I find it? Yesterday I saw it very accurately, it should be near here."

Song Qingshu frowned and closed his eyes, thinking.

Suddenly, the "golden bracelet" in his hand fell apart, and the two snakes fell to the ground, rushing eastward.

"The ziwei soft sword is stained with the blood of the snake ancestor. These two little snakes must have found some traces. Follow them." Song Qingshu said as he quickly followed the two Pusi snakes, Yang Yaoqin followed closely back.

Although these two little snakes are not big in size, they are extremely fast.And halfway through the journey, he flew up to the top of the tree in a flash.Travel quickly from tree to tree without being affected by the terrain.For ordinary people.It's not really possible to catch up with them.

But Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin are not ordinary people, they follow the two little snakes closely.All the way to the east.Soon through the woods.Come to the trail.At this time Song Qingshu also found the horseshoe marks on the road, so he snapped the two little snakes back to his wrists and walked east along the horseshoe marks.

As the two moved forward at a high speed, the horseshoe prints on the path became more and more clear.Song Qingshu knew that he was not far away from Ziwei Soft Sword at this moment.

Sure enough, not long after, the two saw several fast horses in front of them.Speeding east.

Song Qingshu's foot slipped, and his figure became a little faster. He passed the fast horses in three or two steps, and came to several fast horses. A crack appeared in front of several fast horses, and a puff of smoke and dust gushed out of the crack, blocking the way of several people.

"It's not that easy to leave after taking my things."

(End of this chapter)