Flower Stealing Master

Shen Bijun's face flushed, he hesitated for a moment or saluted, and said softly: "Bijun has seen... met Daddy."

"You don't need to be polite, it's all a family, please get up soon." Song Yuanqiao gave a false help, thinking about taking out a bracelet from his sleeve, "I shouldn't have given this thing, but Qingshu's mother went early. , Said that he would pass this bracelet to his daughter-in-law."

Originally, Song Qingshu’s original partner was Zhou Zhiruo, but Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu got married in the Emei school and the Wudang people never showed up. Of course, Song Qingshu was already considered a Wudang traitor at that time, and they could not be there.

Because Zhou Zhiruo’s relationship with Zhang Wuji in his early years is well known. As a father, Song Yuanqiao didn’t really approve of this marriage. In addition, Zhiruo almost killed Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting last week at the lion slaughter conference, so this bracelet has been here at Song Yuanqiao. , Has never been sent out.

"Thank you... daddy." Shen Bijun's heart was filled with joy. In fact, this bracelet was not dark green, and the color was not pure. She was the eldest of the Shen family since she was a child. She didn't know how many bracelets were more expensive than this, but in her opinion, Those added together are not as good as this one.

Song Qingshu had a terrible headache. He wanted to let other women know, but didn't know what was going to happen. Even if he didn't say anything, he would have thoughts in his heart. At this time, he finally understood the troubles of the local tyrants in the Middle East. Although the law allows those people to marry four wives at the same time, they must be treated equally. If they buy anything for one of them, they must not leave the other three behind.

Song Yuanqiao was also troubled at this time. After retiring from the position of acting head, he has been devoting himself to cultivating the Taoism. But in recent years, Song Qingshu has risen to fame. Apart from comforting him, he has also been collecting various information about his son. Knowing his deeds of messing with flowers and grass everywhere: "It looks like I have to find a jade craftsman at the foot of the mountain to make more bracelets in case of emergency. This stinky boy, really never makes people worry."

After chatting for a while, Song Qingshu began to ask the business: "By the way, nothing happened on the mountain recently, right?"

Song Yuanqiao was a little inexplicable: "No, why do you ask like that."

Song Qingshu did not answer, but looked back at the Taoist priests who had just stopped him in the distance: "Are they new here?"

Song Yuanqiao replied: "It's not a newcomer, it's the four generations of disciples who have earned income in recent years."

Song Qingshu frowned and said, "Why don't you know me?" He was worried that these people were dressed in disguise from Ghost Villa.

Song Yuanqiao explained: "They have just started in the past two years, and you know that since... after you made a miss, I retreated to the second line. Your name has gradually become a taboo for the entire Wudang Mountain. It's normal."

Song Qingshu sighed: "Father, it was I who killed you miserably." If it weren't for the accidental killing of Mo Shenggu by his son, Song Yuanqiao's proper Wudang head, how beautiful in the martial arts, but now he was forced to abdicate. Said it was because of a cheating son.

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said: "Otherwise! Although you have done something wrong, knowing your mistakes can improve Mo Dayan. Over the years, you have retired from the Chieftain and saved the princess in the Golden State, and it has benefited the people... Now even the master speaks of you. ."

He praised his son, his face couldn’t stop proud, but he couldn’t help but sighed when he thought of the Seventh Junior Brother: “Since you’re back, your Seventh Senior Uncle’s grave is in front of you, remember to go. Put on the incense, kowtow to apologize."

At the beginning, the mob corpse wilderness of Moshenggu, Wudang people later converged it and moved back to this Wudang Mountain.

"I know." Song Qingshu was also a little heavy. Although Mo Shenggu's death had nothing to do with him now, since he inherited Song Qingshu's identity, he had to assume his responsibilities.

The group of three quickly came under a pine and cypress, and Mo Shenggu’s tomb was in it. It seemed a bit sad and lonely. Song Qingshu secretly sighed, walked forward and put on a stick of incense, then respectfully. Kowtowed a few heads.

Although Shen Bijun on the side didn't know the whole story, he still kowtowed a few heads with him.

At this time, no matter how much words were said, they were pale and weak. Whether it was Song Qingshu or Song Yuanqiao, he didn't say anything from beginning to end. After a long time, he left with a heavy heart.

"By the way, why did you suddenly return to Wudang Mountain this time?" Song Yuanqiao was the first to break Shen Jing.

Song Qingshu hurriedly explained what had happened in Chengdu, because he couldn't explain to him that he had read Gulong's novels and came to see it because he knew that the ghost villa would be disadvantageous to Wudang Mountain. So he falsely claimed that he had received reliable information. It is not good for Wudang faction at the ceremony.

Song Yuanqiao knew that his power is not trivial now, and the intelligence network is naturally far superior to the general sect of Jianghu, but he dare not care about it: "You will follow me to see Master immediately."

"By the way, who will attend this ceremony?" Song Qingshu asked on the road.

"It can't be called a grand ceremony," Song Yuanqiao replied, "Master has been very happy recently, so he didn't invite all the big sects of the rivers and lakes, but only gathered people from all Taoist temples of the Wudang line to be a testimony. The Tianxu Taoist of Shangqingguan, Ma Zhen Taoist of Yuqingguan, and the foolish tea Taoist of Baiyunguan have not arrived yet, and the others have already arrived."

"Is there only these people?" Song Qingshu asked. Although these people are well-known masters in the world, even if they are added together, they can't deal with the Wudang faction. Without Zhang Sanfeng's action, the Wudang Five Heroes can deal with them.

Song Yuanqiao explained: "In addition to these masters and entourages, there are also some Wudang side branches, such as the Huangmu Taoist of the Xiandu School..."

"Taoist Huang Mu?" Song Qingshu's expression was a little strange. Daoist Huang Mu and Daoist Mu were only one word apart. Could there be any connection?

"Is there anything wrong with him?" Song Yuanqiao was also taken aback when he saw his reaction. "Xiandu Sect is just a small tribe of Wudang. At that time, the 14th generation of Xiandu Sect, Taoist Jutan, once met you too. Master pointed out one or two swordsmanship. Since then, the swordsmanship has been greatly improved. Master admires you too much. Later, it was a pity that he was proud, killed a lot of people, and had too many feuds. Finally, the swordsmen convened in Hengshan and fought with wheels. He was alone. Although Taoist Jutan wounded the 18 opponents under the sword, he was exhausted and seriously injured, so he pulled out a dagger and committed suicide. The martial arts fellow Nian in the friendship of the Wudang faction did not kill the Xiandu faction afterwards. , So the Xiandu faction became submissive to the Wudang faction and became a side branch of this faction."

Song Qingshu was impressed by it. Zhang Sanfeng's appearance was the number one posture in the world. He almost never described his deeds when he was young. However, as a Shaolin abandoned disciple, he finally defeated the mammoth with a punch and a sword. The Wudang Sect and the Shaolin Sect go hand in hand. I don't know what a vast and wonderful chapter of the experience.

Although Song Yuanqiao didn’t say much just now, he can still feel the scales and claws of Zhang Sanfeng’s spirit. Just a few words can make a third-rate sect leader become a top master. People in the rivers and lakes dare not embarrassed because of these few words. This school.

"What is the origin of this Huangmu Taoist?" Although Song Qingshu knows the world of gold books better, he only knows some famous people, and the whole world is so big, how can he know all of them?

"It has something to do with you." Song Yuanqiao said with a smile.

Song Qingshu was startled: "Is it related to me?"