Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

Facing the black shadow, Brother Yun heard Wu Dalang's voice from "it", he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and only one sentence remained after shouting: "Don't come here!"

To Brother Yun's relief, the black shadow stopped there, but then the black shadow let out a painful cry, as if... that kind of unwillingness before dying.

"Brother Yun, my good brother, are you worthy of me, Wu Dalang?" The black shadow then said slowly in a shuddering voice: "I bought you a drink, and you actually did such a thing!"

"Brother Dalang, brother, I listen to you for everything..." Brother Yun was about to pee out of fright: "Didn't you come up with those ideas?"

"Oh, what did I come up with?" the black shadow asked immediately.

Brother Yun was completely terrified. From the hidden disease that Wu Dalang couldn't talk about, to the absurd thing of replacing the consummation house, he said everything about pouring beans from bamboo tubes...

As for Wu Song, who was listening quietly in the cell next door, his complexion was already livid.

Ximen Qing knew it without asking, and Wu Song would not doubt it. Under such circumstances, who else could be full of lies.

That black shadow was played by Shiqian on the drum with a black cloth on top; that black smoke was a light mist that could give people a little hallucination; Wu Dalang's tone, coupled with the effect of being smoked, made Brother Yun completely agree.

Is this the truth!Is this the truth?

Wu Song found that he couldn't accept this fact for a while, and tightly held the wrist-releasing sharp knife in his hand. This action was no longer used to threaten anyone, nor was it anger, but a kind of dependence.

Now in this world, Wu Song felt that the only thing he could rely on was his pair of iron fists and the sharp knife in his hand.

My home no longer exists.

Wu Song strode out of the cell without saying a word, and almost missed Shi Qian who was wearing a black cloth. Shi Qian, who opened his mouth to ask for credit, saw Wu Song's livid face, and silently stepped out of the way.

Ximen Qing didn't try to prevent Wu Song from leaving. When a person suffers such psychological trauma, the first step should be denial. I can't believe that this kind of thing is true, but looking at Wu Song, he has already entered the second. stage, which is acceptance.

At this moment, it is necessary to give this tiger fighting hero a space to be alone, a peaceful place, which is what Wu Song needs now.

"Follow me from a distance, and if there is anything, come back and report to me as soon as possible." Ximen Qing calmly ordered Shi Qian, and told him the location of the mansion.

"Okay." Shi Qian nodded, shaking his hand, he didn't know where the black cloth had been taken, and he cupped his hands at Ximen Qing, who had already followed.

It stands to reason that what Shi Qian promised Ximen Qing had been fulfilled satisfactorily, but now that Ximen Qing gave orders, Shi Qian still gladly obeyed. First, Shi Qian felt that there was something special about Ximen Qing that attracted him, and second, Wu Song was really Time-shifting idols.

Ximen Qing didn't care about Brother Yun who was shrinking in the corner, and walked out slowly...

The sunshine outside was so bright that it was dazzling, so Wu Song couldn't help letting go of the sharp knife and covering it with his hands. Right now, there is no place Wu Song wants to go in Qinghe County.

Wu Dalang is dead, and his family is gone. As for the position of the head of the capital, Wu Song has never cared about it. The place Wu Song thinks is suitable for him is still in the Jianghu.

Is it really a mistake to come back to find relatives by yourself?

Wu Song left Qinghe County directly, and walked towards Jingyanggang, where he could find the last comfort...

"Jingyanggang? Are you sure?" Facing Shi Qian's news, Ximen Qing frowned. At this time, why did Wu Song go to Jingyanggang?

On Jingyang Ridge, there are no more tigers to fight...

No, there is another "three bowls but no posts"!

Wu Song is looking for the memories of the past, going to "three bowls but not the post" to get drunk!

But ever since Shopkeeper Xiao Liu was summoned to make wine by himself, that small hotel has long since disappeared!

"Come on! Prepare your horse!" Ximen Qing ordered loudly.

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"Even a small hotel has betrayed me?" Wu Song looked at the empty hotel in front of him, except for some dusty tables, chairs and benches, not to mention the shopkeeper Xiao Liu in memory, and not to mention the "three bowls but not the post", even Not a drop of wine was to be found.

Wu Song smiled wryly, he didn't expect that he kept going fast and turned over Jingyang Gang all the way, he wanted to have a big mouth, but he didn't expect such a result.When I came back, I traveled day and night, and I didn't even notice whether the small hotel was still in business.

As soon as Wu Song stopped, he felt his legs and feet were slightly sore, so he picked up a bench and sat down at the door of the small hotel, silently looking at the sky.

Wu Song was anxious to avenge his brother Wu Dalang, but he did not expect this result. Whether it was Pan Jinlian Ximenqing or Niudutou Zhuzhi County, Wu Song no longer wanted to care about them, and he didn't want to interact with them. Song Jiang has already gone to Liangshanbo, why don't he go for refuge?

Just as Wu Song was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes. When he was young, two horses galloped forward, one in front and the other behind, and stopped in front of Wu Song.

Immediately, Ximen Qing and Shi Qian turned over and got off. Fortunately, Ximen Qing said that Shi Qian was not used to riding a horse, and the bumps along the way made his face turn green.

Along with Ximen Qing, there were two small jars of fine wine.

"Wudutou, so you are here." Ximen Qing handed over a jug of fine wine: "How about we have a jug of wine?"

"Ximen Qing, I don't know how to drink your wine." Wu Song didn't reach out to take it, but sat down again sullenly.

"This wine was brewed by the shopkeeper Xiao Liu himself." Ximen Qing simply sat down on the stump next to him: "If you don't drink it, then I will drink it myself."

Wu Song didn't understand what Ximen Qing wanted to do in front of him.Wu Dalang is dead, Pan Jinlian is also facing him, why is she still pestering herself?

How could Wu Song think that Ximen Qing wanted to turn himself into his little brother now.

Shi Qian took a few deep breaths, restrained the dizzying feeling for a while, and finally healed a lot, moved out a small table from the small hotel, and got some wine bowls out.

Ximen Qing pushed one wine jar to the side close to Wu Song, and stretched out his hand to remove the seal of the other wine jar. Shi Qian was surprised, and greedily sniffed the tempting fragrance that came out.

"What kind of wine is this! Why is it so fragrant!" The mustache on Shi Qian's mouth was shaking, and his nose was sucking wildly: "Ximen... no, brother, pour me a bowl!"

Ximen Qing poured two bowls with a smile, and handed one of them to Shi Qian: "Brother Shi Qian, this wine is very powerful, so drink it slowly."

"Brother underestimated me. Regardless of my small stature, I can drink a lot." Shi Qian conjured up a plate of peanuts out of nowhere, stretched out his hand to squeeze a few, and was about to drink a bowl with his neck raised.

Ximen Qing took a sip with a smile, and immediately saw that Shi Qian couldn't help but choked out the wine and coughed endlessly.

"This wine is really powerful!" Although Shi Qian was a little embarrassed at this time, he couldn't help but poured himself a bowl and sipped it carefully: "Brother, I have traveled all over the country, and I have never drank such a good wine. !Even if it is imperial wine, I have tasted it secretly, and it is still not as good as this wine!"

Ximen Qing smiled, and did not respond to Shi Qian's compliment, but secretly paid attention to Wu Song's actions.Sure enough, Wu Song's tense face slowly relaxed, stretched out his hand and patted the small wine jar on his side, poured a bowl, and took a sip slowly.

It really is a good wine!

Wu Song was troubled in his heart, and poured the wine into the innermost part like running water, one bowl after another, and before the meal time, a small jar of wine was already clear.

This drinking method made Ximen Qing and Shi Qian secretly terrified, especially Shi Qian who had just boasted that he could drink a lot, shrank his neck in fright. Compared with Wu Song, his drinking capacity was nothing. Nothing compares.

Wu Song casually threw the wine jar aside, a gust of wind blew by, and the alcohol surged up. He couldn't help standing up and shouting to the sky, scaring the nearby birds and beasts to run away.

"Brother Wu Song, this is..." Shi Qian couldn't help standing up, but Ximen Qing put his hand on his shoulder.

"Emotions need to be vented, so don't disturb them at this time." Ximen Qing's eyes were sharp, knowing that it was Wu Song who wanted to vent all his negative emotions through long whistles.

Sure enough, after Wu Song yelled for a while, his face gradually calmed down, and suddenly he knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed to Ximen Qing and Shi Qian: "Wu Song never kneels to the sky or to the ground, but today there is something I want to entrust the two of you!"

Shi Qian didn't know what happened, Ximen Qing understood Wu Song's meaning in seconds, turned over and bowed in a hurry, and dragged Shi Qian to kneel down.

What else could it be!What else does Wu Song want to entrust to Ximen Qing and Shi Qian?Of course, don't reveal those ridiculous things about Wu Dalang!

Family ugliness cannot be exposed!Even a hero like Wu Song cannot escape this kind of thinking!

Wu Song's kneeling is as heavy as Mount Tai!

This is an opportunity you have been waiting for for a long time, don't miss it!

"Wudutou!" Ximen Qing's eyes were very firm: "Why do you need to talk too much! You and I sworn brothers with different surnames today, your business is our business!"

"Okay!" What Wu Song originally wanted to say was blocked by Ximen Qing's words, and gratitude welled up in his heart, and he readily agreed to Ximen Qing's proposal: "As long as the two of you don't dislike Wu Song, today we will learn from you." Learn from the Taoyuan trio of sworn brothers!"

Ximenqing heard this sentence right in his heart, and Shi Qian was so happy that he couldn't stop crying, he didn't know what to say for a while.

You know, Wu Song is Shi Qian's idol!When Shi Qian came to Qinghe County, he originally wanted to meet Wu Song, and after a few words, he was satisfied. He didn't expect that by chance, coupled with Ximen Qing's arrangement, he could form brothers with different surnames with his idol. That's just...

That would be more satisfying to Shi Qian than stealing the soaring crown worn by Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty!