Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 55
After a turmoil, the restaurant settled down again, eating and drinking, it was very lively.

Song Qingshu asked Jian Jie at this time: "Who was that just now?"

Jian Jie replied: "It's a pair of brothers, the elder brother is called Nie Da, and the younger brother is called Nie Er. Both of their parents died early, and the elder brother is a fool. He is the white, fat, stupid guy. He raised his younger brother by working hard since he was young. With some skills, I just make a living on the Yangtze River in the Hushui River. I like to fight against injustices to the point of doing things too extreme, and I am quite famous near Wuchang."

Song Qingshu didn't ask any more questions, and turned his head to look at the small green brick courtyard, thinking how to give Wudang a good face without offending the Emei Sect. If you offend Emei, I am afraid that there is really no play.

The few people waited all morning. During this period, Song Qingshu saw that the gate of the small courtyard was closed and no one came in or out. He was a little suspicious in his heart. Could it be that the Emei faction made a mistake?
As a result, until the afternoon, a group of people suddenly escorted the carriage into the yard.

Song Qingshu took a look, isn't this the monk Peng and his party, why didn't he see Peng monk?
Seeing this, Song Qingshu didn't plan to read any more. If his prediction was correct, this yard was the transfer station of Mingjiao, for the large boxes of gunpowder escorted by Monk Peng.

But just when he was about to get up, he suddenly found the Emei disciples. He saw Mrs. Jingxu, whom he had met five years ago, leading a group of Emei female disciples to drive away all the small vendors on this street silently, and Some female disciples surrounded the courtyard directly from nearby roofs.

Not long after, Emei disciples were standing on the roof around the small green brick courtyard, and then Master Jingxu waved his hand, and two Emei disciples cut off the door bolt and rushed in, Master Jingxu followed closely behind, and then The Emei disciples on the roof also jumped into the courtyard one after another.

For a moment, the voices in the small green brick courtyard were loud and filled with various voices.

Song Qingshu looked dumbfounded from the other side, and Jian Jie muttered to himself: "Are all Emei disciples so brave?"

No matter what, they never expected that this group of Emei disciples came so fast and acted so swiftly, and they rushed in before everyone could react.

All the people in the restaurant heard the noise from the opposite side, and couldn't help but gather around the side where Song Qingshu and the others were sitting, lying on the window to watch the commotion.

"Who is fighting whom?"

"Why is there still a female voice?"

"Is it from the Emei school?"

"This is the fire flag of the Mingjiao. They are fireproof."

Everyone was talking about it, and suddenly one person yelled to set fire, and sure enough, a fiery red light suddenly flashed above the small green brick courtyard, and a wave of heat and thick smoke could be seen rising into the sky.

At this time, many Emei disciples rushed out of the small courtyard, all of them with dark faces and coughing loudly, but fortunately they were not injured by the flames.

Song Qingshu clearly saw Mrs. Jingxu jumping out of the courtyard wall with her robe on fire, rolled on the ground after landing, and put out the fire on her body. Although she didn't suffer much injuries, she was very embarrassed.

As expected, Jian Jie was right, and the disciples of Raging Fire Banner used kerosene to drive all the Emei disciples out.

At this time, I heard Chang Yuchun's voice from the courtyard: "Listen, old nun in Emei, Peng Yingyu, one of the five scatterers of Mingjiao, sit down, and so is Chang Yuchun. Come in if you have the ability, and I, Chang Yuchun, promise to burn Your clothes, hahaha."

As soon as the last sentence came out, everyone in Mingjiao laughed, and everyone in the restaurant laughed.

Master Jingxu's face was livid, and with a whistling sound, all the Emei disciples gathered around her.

She looked around for a week and found that the applications of these disciples were very embarrassing. She couldn't help but said bitterly: "I'm afraid these demon cultists have been prepared for a long time, but don't worry, everyone. Let one of the Demon Sect members get away."

Then she yelled, "I'm going to see how much oil you have left!"

Sure enough, as her words fell to the ground, the fire in the courtyard gradually faded away, leaving only the pungent smell of smoke lingering in the air.

At this moment, Jian Jie said suspiciously: "It shouldn't be."

Zheng Hao asked: "What shouldn't it be?"

"It stands to reason that the kerosene of the Devil's Cult Raging Fire Banner is a must-have, so it's impossible to run out so quickly?"

He didn't know why, but Song Qingshu had an answer in his heart, presumably it was because of the three boxes of gunpowder, Mingjiao disciples didn't dare to use kerosene violently, for fear that they would not be able to control the fire and detonate the gunpowder, and the entire Wuchang City might be trampled halfway.

After Jingxu saw the fire extinguished, she sneered, took out a sleeve from her sleeve and lit it, and then a white flame shot up into the sky and went straight to the sky.

"Is this old nun planning to send rescuers?"

Unexpectedly, at this time, a crimson flame also flew out of the small green brick courtyard, which also went straight into the sky.

"It seems that the Devil's Cult also has reinforcements nearby, and it depends on who comes sooner."

The two sides faced each other across a courtyard wall. Within a moment, a figure fell from the roof in front of Jingxu. The figure had long hair fluttering, was dressed in white, and was slender. It was a woman, holding a quilt strip in her hand. Wrapped long strips.

Jian Jie said at this time: "It seems that the reinforcements from the Emei faction arrived first, but why is there only one person?"

What he didn't see at this moment was that Song Qingshu on the side looked at the woman in surprise, strictly speaking, at the thing in her hand.

Just now Song Qingshu faintly felt a very familiar aura flowing, and after the woman landed, this familiar feeling became stronger, and the source of this feeling was the long strip-shaped object in the woman's hand.

At this time, after the woman said a few words to Mrs. Jingxu, she lifted the cloth strip from the object in her hand, revealing an ancient sword. The sword was four feet long. There are a few words inlaid with gold thread on the top. Although it has not been sheathed yet, you can already feel a sudden chill in the air, which actually suppressed the anger in the courtyard a bit.

"What kind of sword is this?" Jian Jie exclaimed.

"Yi Tian Sword!" Song Qingshu said softly, his voice was not loud, but Jian Jie captured him, he suddenly leaned out of the window, and opened his eyes wide to see the Yi Tian Sword in the woman's hand.

But because of the distance, he couldn't see it clearly. Even so, he still murmured to himself: "The Supreme Master of the Martial Arts, who slays dragons with precious swords, commands the world. Don't dare not obey. If you rely on the sky to come out, who will fight for the front."

Speaking of this, he suddenly covered his mouth tightly with his hands, glanced around secretly, and found that no one heard him speak, so he was relieved, and looked at Yi Tianjian again with greedy eyes.

The woman lifted the strip of cloth, without drawing her sword, she held the Yitian sword and pushed the door in. When she crossed the threshold, she stomped her feet, looking very elegant, as if she was visiting someone else's house, rather than asking for her life.

Everyone stretched their necks to look inside, but saw the blue light flickering in the courtyard, and the occasional red light was immediately suppressed by the blue light and disappeared. The woman holding the sword seemed to suppress all the disciples of the Raging Fire Banner, and there was no trace of anger shining .

Only the movement in the courtyard became smaller and smaller, and the sound became less and less, until there was no sound at all.

Everyone knew that the fight in the courtyard was over, and it seemed that the Emei Sect girl had won a complete victory.

Sure enough, a woman's voice came out within a moment: "Everyone can come in."

Jingxu shouted "Hello", and led all the disciples to rush in first.

Soon, Mingjiao disciples were tied up and taken out one by one, and they all knelt on the street. Everyone in the restaurant looked carefully, only to find that none of the Mingjiao disciples were killed, but all of them were killed. They were all dripping with blood, and they were all wounded by the woman with Yitian sword.

Chang Yuchun was the last one to come out, his face was covered with blood, even though he was tied up with a rope, he kept struggling until he was hit on the head with a sword hilt by an Emei disciple, and then he knelt down unsteadily.

What surprised Song Qingshu was that he didn't see Monk Peng.

"What a powerful Emei sect!"

"Yeah, this time the Wudang faction will lose face."

"It seems that Wudang is not as good as the Emei school."

Amidst the discussion among the people in the restaurant, all the Mingjiao disciples were brought to the street, and they all knelt down on the ground, tied tightly with ropes, unable to move at all, and seemed to have had their acupuncture points tapped. Talk, otherwise, according to their temper, they would have started scolding with all kinds of foul language.

At this time, Mrs. Jingxu and the woman holding the Yitian sword came out, and saw that the restaurant on the opposite side of the street and the green brick courtyard were surrounded by people, Mrs. Jingxu couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

The woman wrapped the long sword in her hand again with cloth strips, then stepped aside, leaving Shitai Jingxu alone in front.

Facing the onlookers, Mrs. Jingxu clasped her hands together and said Amitabha, and then said loudly to everyone: "My fellow martial artists, everyone must know who is kneeling in front of you. Yes, it is The monsters of the Fierce Banner of the Demon Sect. This time, disciples of Emei came here specially for these monsters of the Demon Cult. They made waves in the rivers and lakes, killing people like hemp, causing many wives to be separated, families destroyed. But it also shows my determination that the Emei Sect and the Demon Sect are incompatible! The whole Emei Sect and the Emei Sect vow not to coexist with the Demon Sect!"

Master Jingxu became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally couldn't help but slapped a Mingjiao disciple on the head, smashing his heavenly spirit cap to death.

"it is good!"

"The Emei school is great!"

"Exterminator is so good!"

"I admire you!"

The crowd cheered and shouted, this is exactly what Jingxu wanted to see, and before everyone died down, she said loudly: "This time there are demons in Wuchang who committed crimes, and they belonged to the landlord. But no one from the Wudang faction showed up, it's really Wudang's dereliction of duty..."

"Master's words are wrong!"

"Shut up!"

Before Master Jingxu finished speaking, she was interrupted by two voices, a man and a woman. She suddenly looked in the direction of the voice, and saw two people running towards him at a high speed in the distance. Seeing the figure and footwork, it was Wudang Pai's [Ti Yun Zong] kung fu.

Song Qingshu felt a little remorseful at the moment, he was fascinated by the Yitian sword just now, and his mind was in a trance. Thinking of what happened in Shangemei two years ago, if he didn't pay attention, Master Jingxu stole the limelight. , Song Qingshu was about to interrupt her, but before he could get angry, he heard two familiar voices.

(End of this chapter)