Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 72 Indiscriminately Killing Innocents
In the end, the two left. They returned to the inn to pack their bags, mounted their fast horses and set off.

Ji Xiaofu sent the two of them thirty miles outside the city, and finally parted reluctantly. She knew that the reason why Song Qingshu stayed in Wuchang for so long was to wait for his father, but in fact, she was afraid that she would be alone in Wuchang. , There will be strong people who want to fight Yitianjian, but fortunately Song Yuanqiao came quickly, and those who wanted to do it were scared away by Wudang's famous name before they had enough courage.

Since Song Yuanqiao stayed here, Song Qingshu could get away. As for what would happen after Miejue Shitai came, Song Qingshu really didn't care at all.

The two rode horses side by side on the main road, and there was a convoy of merchants passing by from time to time along the way. In addition, the roadside was full of flowers in summer, but there was also a sense of tranquility and peace. It was a pity that Song Qingshu saw those wild flowers growing in the ground, so he went Knowing that there are more wastelands here than there are common people, if it was really a time of peace, why would there be any wastelands.

Then he remembered the Mingjiao's rebellion against the Mongols, and he couldn't help asking Yang Yaoqin: "Do you think the Mingjiao people are good or bad?"

Yang Yaoqin was watching a butterfly fluttering by the roadside, when she heard Song Qingshu's questioning, she didn't listen carefully for a while, so she asked, "What did you just say? Who is broken?"

Song Qingshu repeated: "Mingjiao people, are they good or bad?"

Only then did Yang Yaoqin nod her head, then she tilted her jade neck, Zhenshou and her companion thought sideways for a while and said: "I don't know if they are good or bad. But I know that the Mongols are bad, so anyone who dares to kill the Mongols , not necessarily good, but certainly not bad.”

Song Qingshu asked her to answer cutely, and couldn't help laughing, thinking that he was also stupid, why would he think about such a thing, wouldn't it be good to find Hu Qingniu and cure the third uncle?

So he let go of the doubts in his heart and concentrated on watching wild flowers and butterflies by the roadside with Yang Yaoqin.

The two walked eastward at different speeds, and arrived at AH Chuzhou in a few days. When they were about to enter the city, they suddenly saw many Mongolians at the gate of the city interrogating the people entering the city.

The two of them didn't know what the people in front were doing, so they got off their horses and followed them. When they got closer, they realized that the Mongols were questioning the names of the people entering the city.

At this time, a Mongolian officer galloped out on horseback, waving a long knife in his hand, and shouting "Forward! Forward!"

Song Qingshu saw a Mongolian soldier asking a commoner: "What's your name?"

The commoner replied: "My name is Liu Sanzhu."

So the Mongolian soldiers slapped Liu Sanzhu on the face a few times and shouted: "Go away."

Then I asked the next person, who said his name was Zhang Bailian, but he was dragged out by the Mongolian soldiers and pulled aside. There were already more than a dozen people standing there, and everyone was trembling, not knowing what happened.

As a result, the next moment, Song Qingshu saw a row of Mongolian soldiers standing in front of the dozen or so people, grinning grinningly and drawing out their scimitars, hacking them to death one by one.

All of this may have happened suddenly, but Song Qingshu had no time to stop it, and he never expected that the Tartars would slaughter the Han people in broad daylight.

At this moment, blood rushed into his mind, his mind went blank, and there was only one thought in his mind, if he couldn't protect his compatriots of the Han family, what's the use of this body of martial arts?
In fact, this is also inseparable from the teachings Song Qingshu studied and received since he was a child. He was deeply influenced by his great-grandfather Zhang Sanfeng, and accepted the influence of traditional Confucianism and Taoist culture. He has a deep understanding of the traditional culture of his parents' clan and blood. Therefore, whenever he heard that his compatriots were killed by the Mongols, it often aroused his indignation. He used to just hear about it, but now seeing it with his own eyes made him even more angry from the bottom of his heart.

The next moment, the long sword in his hand was out of its sheath angrily, and Song Qingshu's figure was as fast as lightning, and he moved to the side of the group of Mongolian soldiers in an instant. There was no sword aura, nor earth-shattering. The sword hit the Mongolian's chest, throat, eyebrows and other deadly parts again and again. Song Qingshu killed the group of Mongolian soldiers one by one like this. But it gives people an extremely smooth and unrestrained feeling, as if he is not killing people, but just writing a poem or painting a picture.

This is the "point sword gesture" in the unique skill "Dugu Thirteen Swords" passed down by the young Dugu.

At this time, the Mongolian officer on the horse noticed Song Qingshu's behavior, he hurriedly urged the horse forward, his body leaned down from the galloping horse, it was actually a few points lower than the horse's head, and the scimitar in his hand was slashing across, Sweeping across the people by the roadside, leaving a pool of blood in the air, the machete pointed directly at Song Qingshu.

At this time Song Qingshu had already killed the Mongolian soldiers at the gate of the city one by one, but his snow-white robe was not stained with any blood, and his appearance was neat and undisturbed, which was fascinating to look at.

He saw the Mongolian officer rushing all the way, and at the same time killed many civilians on the side of the road, his heart became more angry. With a wave of the sword in his hand, he stabbed obliquely into the ground, kicked his feet and flew up empty-handed, and rushed straight. Mongolian officer.

Seeing this, the Mongolian officer smirked, and clamped the horse's belly with both feet, and the horse's speed increased a little. Seeing Song Qingshu in front of him, he didn't slow down at all, and wanted to knock Song Qingshu to death.

Song Qingshu was suspended in the air at this moment, and he didn't see the slightest tendency to fall. Seeing the horse's head bumping into him, he let the horse's head pass through his body without dodging or dodging.

I saw Song Qingshu's body was like a wisp of light smoke, letting the horse's head hit him, but he didn't see it flying out. The Mongolian officer was also taken aback, seeing that the horse's head had hit the opponent, but he didn't feel it at all, just like Like hitting the air.

But at the next moment, Song Qingshu's two fingers joined the sword, and he directly poked the Mongolian officer's forehead, and he was lifted up directly, and he swept three feet in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

And the Mongolian officer not only endured huge inertia, but also suffered from Song Qingshu's sword finger. At this moment, a hole was poked in his forehead, blood continued to ooze, and he lay on the ground retching non-stop.

Song Qingshu fluttered to the ground, looked coldly at the Mongolian officer who was covered in his vomit, and said nothing.

At this time, the surrounding people had gathered around, especially those whose relatives had been killed. They looked at the Mongolian officer with tears in their eyes but full of resentment. The hatred in their hearts made them want to tear each other alive, but Song Qingshu Here, I can only hold back and not do anything.

Song Qingshu glanced at the people around him, and asked the Mongolian officer loudly, "Why do you want to kill them?"

The Mongolian officer couldn't vomit, and lay on the ground with his eyes rolled up. He was already exhaling more air than inhaling, obviously unable to answer any questions.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smeared it on him, said "It's cheaper for you" and walked away.

But as soon as he left, the people around couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards the Mongolian officer with a groan, all kinds of agricultural tools greeted him, and after a while, they no longer looked human.

Song Qingshu walked up to Yang Yaoqin, and said to her, "Let's go." The two led their horses and walked towards the city.

What they didn't see was that a thick man stopped all the people after a while and told everyone to disperse and go home, otherwise they would not be able to leave when the Mongols came.

Everyone dispersed as soon as they heard it, and in a blink of an eye, there was no one there anymore, only a pile of rotten meat remained in place to attract flies.

The man looked at the place where Song Qingshu and the two left, and quickly chased after him.As a result, after he entered the city, the two of them were no longer seen, so he sighed regretfully and disappeared at the corner of the street.

The two inquired all the way, and soon found the Mingguang Inn. Song Qingshu walked in first. Seeing that there were not many people in the inn, he went directly to the counter and asked, "Excuse me, is Chang Boren there?"

The boss frowned slightly, but immediately flattened it out again, and said to Song Qingshu with a smile: "Does the guest officer live in the shop, or is he on the tip?"

Song Qingshu said again: "I'm looking for Chang Boren."

The boss frowned and said, "We don't have this person here? Guest officer, did you find the wrong place?"

Song Qingshu frowned this time, and he asked again: "Is this the Mingguang Inn?"

The boss said with certainty: "Yes, this is indeed Mingguang Inn, but the person you are looking for is not there."

Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking suspiciously: "Could something happen to Chang Yuchun?"

The last time he saw Chang Yuchun was in Wuchang, and later he was chased by Emei disciples, but all the Emei disciples died, so could it be that Chang Yuchun was also killed?
Without waiting for Song Qingshu to think about it, the boss said again: "Guest officer, if you are looking for someone, you might as well live in a small shop, so you have a place to stay, and then look for it slowly."

Qi Guaou Song Qingshu shook his head, and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he found Yang Yaoqin was already standing behind him, and she said to the boss: "We are staying in the hotel, two rooms are up, let the guy take care of our horses."

As he spoke, he put a piece of silver on the counter, and the boss hurriedly swept the silver into his palm, and called a clerk to take the two of them upstairs to the room.

After entering the room, Song Qingshu said to Yang Yaoqin: "Since Chang Yuchun is not here, we might as well leave this place and go find Butterfly Valley by ourselves."

Yang Yaoqin smiled and said, "Who said Chang Yuchun isn't here?"

Song Qingshu was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Did you see him?"

Yang Yaoqin shook her head and said, "That's not true, but if I guess correctly, he will appear in front of us tonight."

Song Qingshu couldn't help asking curiously: "What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

Yang Yaoqin chuckled: "I won't tell you."

So the two ordered some food and took a hot bath to wash away the exhaustion all over their bodies, and only then did they feel that they had returned to the world.

Sure enough, not long after dinner, Song Qingshu heard a knock on the door, and at the same time Chang Yuchun's voice appeared outside the door: "Brother Song, I am Chang Yuchun."

Song Qingshu glanced at Yang Yaoqin, only to see the other party looking back at him with a smile, as if to say, look, I guessed right.

Song Qingshu walked over to open the door, and saw Chang Yuchun standing outside the door, dressed in coarse cloth, he looked like an ordinary farmer, and standing beside him was a stout man, also dressed as a woodcutter.

"Please come in." Song Qingshu invited the two of them into the room without asking any further questions.

Chang Yuchun walked in first, and the man smiled at Song Qingshu, and walked in too.

Chang Yuchun walked in and said, "I was still worried that you would leave directly, but Tiande said that you must not have left, and in the end you really did not."

When Song Qingshu saw that thick and strong man, he must be Tiande.

Chang Yuchun saw Song Qingshu's eyes on Tiande, so he introduced him: "Brother Song, this is my good brother Xu Da Xu Tiande, don't look at him thick and thick, he is actually younger than me."

Xu Da also clasped his fists and said: "I have heard about Song Shaoxia for a long time, but seeing him today, he really has the character of an exiled celestial being, and he is not like a mortal."

Song Qingshu cupped his fists in return, but did not speak.

Chang Yuchun said again at this time: "Brother Song please forgive me for something!"

(End of this chapter)