Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 38 The Rain and the Enemy

Monk Peng was taken aback for a moment, he met someone from Wudang by such a coincidence, but he had never heard of the name Song Qingshu, only Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, could it be...

"Dare to ask Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang..." Monk Peng tentatively asked.

Song Qingshu nodded: "It's my father."

Monk Peng still felt some questions in his heart, but he couldn't ask further questions, so he said: "It really is a hero who gave birth to a boy! Wudang Daoist Zhang is powerful in the martial arts, and Wudang seven heroes are righteous and Bo Yuntian. I can't find it. Now Song Shaoxia is a generation of heroes. I, Peng The monk has traveled all over the years and met countless young people, but in terms of kung fu, bearing, and appearance, Song Shaoxia can be called the number one."

Monk Peng is an old Jianghu, so when he said these words, he did not say that he immediately liked him, but at least he would not offend others. This was also the way he saw that his subordinates had offended Song Qingshu just now, half sincerely complimented him, and half resolved his grievances.

Song Qingshu smiled lightly after hearing this, but didn't take it to heart: "I have to trouble everyone to go there to rest. But it's not easy to make a fire because of the cloudy weather and the tide, so I'll lend you this piece of firewood as a kindling."

Talking, he reached into the fire, snapped his thumb and forefinger, and shot a piece of burning firewood at Monk Peng.

Monk Peng saw the match flying towards him, but his face remained unchanged, and as soon as he stretched out his monk robe, he flicked the match towards the corner Song Qingshu was pointing at.

He asked himself that he didn't have the ability to catch matches with his bare hands, but he swung them freely and without changing his face, which also showed his profound skill.

"Boren, tell the brothers to rest over there, and don't disturb Song Shaoxia and this girl."

The young man who was knocked into the air by Song Qingshu just now responded, he was fine, and Song Qingshu didn't hit hard, he first walked up to Song Qingshu, clasped his hands together and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I just saw you I, Chang Yuchun, have no eyesight to offend you because I was young but took care of you, I didn’t expect that you are also a person in the Jianghu, please forgive me!"

It turned out that his name was Chang Yuchun, and after he finished speaking, before Song Qingshu could answer, he called everyone to the corner, picked up some scrap wood from the temple while walking, and soon a pile of flames arose .

Song Qingshu saw Mingjiao people carrying a few big boxes and piled them in a corner. Although he was curious, he didn't want to have more contact with Mingjiao people, so he didn't ask.

Yang Yaoqin was a little unhappy, originally she and Song Qingshu were very clean in this temple, but as soon as this group of five big and three rough men came in, they made all kinds of noises, which made Yang Yaoqin, who was used to being clean, a little displeased, but she didn't What more to say, eating dry food by myself.

Chang Yuchun was naturally much more proficient than Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu in lighting a fire to cook. He quickly cooked a large pot of rice porridge, which was mixed with various vegetables and seasonings and exuded an attractive aroma. He first He filled a bowl and gave it to Monk Peng before calling the others to eat.

Peng Yingyu walked up to Song Qingshu with the bowl of cooked rice porridge, and said with a smile: "Song Shaoxia, I see that you two have been eating dry food. We vulgar people can only cook some rough rice, but the taste is Not bad, do you want to try it? They are all vegetables, no meat."

Yang Yaoqin didn't say a word, Song Qingshu looked at the bowl, it was very clean, but it should be common, and I don't know how many people have used it, so he politely declined.

Monk Peng was not angry either, he returned to the corner with the bowl, and started eating with the Mingjiao people.

The rain outside the temple was getting heavier and heavier, and it didn't mean to stop at all.

After eating, the Mingjiao people rested on the spot, and they talked to each other, but they all spoke in a low voice and bit their ears.

Even so, Song Qingshu could still hear what he wanted to hear.

Needless to say, those who peeked at Yang Yaoqin, Song Qingshu couldn't control other people's eyes and mouths, but what interested him most was the conversation between Chang Yuchun and Peng Yingyu.

He heard Chang Yuchun say to Monk Peng: "Buddha, it's raining heavily today, what if those Mongols catch up?"

Peng Yingyu said: "It depends on God's will. These treasures cannot be exposed to rain, otherwise we will drive in the rain, and the Mongols will suffer a dark loss. It's a pity..."

Monk Peng let out a long sigh and continued: "Tell brothers to be alert. If something goes wrong, destroy that thing on the spot and leave nothing to the Mongols!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu was even more curious about what the treasure was, it couldn't see the water yet, and from what the two said, it seemed that it was stolen from the Mongols.

Mingjiao is different from other sects on the rivers and lakes who are wise and protect themselves. On the contrary, uprisings continue to break out in various places, competing with the Mongols. From the standpoint of the nation, Song Qingshu actually has no ill feeling towards Mingjiao. Song Qingshu didn't like it, especially his fifth uncle was rumored to disappear with the golden lion king, which made him even more disgusted with the Mingjiao people.

At this time, Yang Yaoqin suddenly tapped the back of Song Qingshu's hand, signaling him to look at the Mingjiao people.

Song Qingshu took a look and found that it was the two Mingjiao disciples who were guarding outside just now, and they were changing clothes with their upper body naked at the moment. He frowned slightly and blocked Yang Yaoqin sideways.

Then he said to Monk Peng: "Master, I still have a female relative here, can you let your people avoid it for a while."

As soon as Chang Yuchun heard it, he pushed those two people behind those big wooden boxes. Those people had been guarding outside just now, and they didn't see what happened before. They don't know why Chang Yuchun obeyed a child, but they were forced Chang Yuchun's force, reluctantly walked to the back of the wooden box, but cursed and said "brickster" and "little girl".

When Chang Yuchun heard this, he hurriedly covered their mouths, but it was obviously too late.

Song Qingshu originally didn't want to make more troubles, but he was not afraid of making more troubles. Hearing that the Mingjiao disciple's mouth was not clean, his sword eyebrows tightened suddenly, and frost spread all over his face.And the flame in front of him also became weak, flickering faintly, as if it was going to be extinguished at any time.

The members of the Ming Cult were already drowsy after drinking and eating in front of the fire, but they suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies and couldn't help shivering.

Song Qingshu was about to stand up, but Yang Yaoqin grabbed his arm. Yang Yaoqin shook his head at him, signaling him not to be angry.

Song Qingshu's eyes shot coldly, and he looked directly at the two Mingjiao disciples. The upper body of the two Mingjiao disciples was naked, and they suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies, and they all lowered their heads not daring to look into Song Qingshu's eyes.

Seeing this, Chang Yuchun slapped each of them twice, then kicked and beat them and drove them to the back of the wooden box and never came out again.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the temple became tense, and many Mingjiao disciples put their hands on their weapons, ready to draw their swords at any time.

Even Peng Yingyu slowly used her palms to watch Song Qingshu's movements.

Song Qingshu didn't like Mingjiao people at all, and he endured when the two of them took off their clothes in front of Yang Yaoqin just now, but when he heard the dirty words of those two people, especially when they scolded Yang Yaoqin, he burst into anger It gushed out from the bottom of his heart, swallowing Song Qingshu's reason in an instant, he just wanted to tear those two people into pieces.

Fortunately, Yang Yaoqin stopped them in time, and Chang Yuchun took the two away again, so that Song Qingshu had no target for his anger, and finally controlled the anger in his heart.

"Master Peng, your Mingjiao has no grievances with my Wudang. When I went down the mountain, my great-grandfather taught me not to cause trouble. I don't have to pursue the matter of your Mingjiao disciple insulting me today, but!" Song Qingshu said, pointing fingers together, A swipe on the ground in front of him!
Peng Yingyu saw a slender crack appearing on the ground as Song Qingshu's fingers passed by. The crack was smooth, as if it was cut with a sharp weapon, and it was unknown how deep. Everyone could even see the lime rushing out of the crack. of soot.

Song Qingshu looked at Peng Yingyu and continued: "Those who cross the boundary, die!"

Peng Yingyu's pupils shrank sharply. He had expected that the young man's skill was profound, but he did not expect it to be so profound.

He asked himself if he could scratch marks on the stone surface with his fingers, he could still do it with a little effort, but when he scratched casually, the marks were as smooth as cutting out with a sharp weapon. Dingtian and Left and Right Light Envoys can do it.

Is this boy really the son of Wudang Song Yuanqiao?Are you sure it wasn't Zhang Sanfeng in disguise?Peng Yingyu secretly guessed in her heart, but her mouth was not slow.

"Song Shaoxia don't worry, monk, I will restrain all disciples, and I dare not insult Your Excellency and Wudang again."

Seeing this scene, the Mingjiao people shut their mouths early, after all, their bodies are not as hard as rocks.

Song Qingshu glanced coldly at the Mingjiao people, then looked away, and then found that Yang Yaoqin's jade hand was holding his arm tightly, looking at him with concern.

Song Qingshu smiled at Yang Yaoqin, patted her hand, and signaled that she was fine.

Only then did Yang Yaoqin let go of Song Qingshu's arm, but moved her body in Song Qingshu's direction.Only now did she know that in the world under the mountain, she could meet all kinds of people and things. It was far from being as simple as a little girl thought. No matter how deep her inner strength was, it was useless. The better the martial arts, the better it can be solved.

With people from the Ming Cult here, Song Qingshu couldn't ask about Jianzhong any more, let's just wait until the rain stopped and we were on the road.

For a while, the temple was extremely quiet, and no one spoke anymore.

After more than half an hour, the rain gradually subsided, and the outside of the house was no longer dark, but wisps of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell down, illuminating the temple clearly.

At this time, Chang Yuchun suddenly came over, squatted in front of the gap, and said to Song Qingshu: "Hey, brother Qingshu. I apologize to you on behalf of my brother. They are all rough people. They are used to being rough and offended you and the little lady." , I, Chang Yuchun, apologized to you, if you are angry, you can send it to me."

This Chang Yuchun is a brave man, not because Song Qingshu is young, he can't let go of face, and apologizes when he does something wrong, but Song Qingshu thinks highly of him.

Just as Song Qingshu was about to speak, he suddenly heard a sound that did not belong to the rain. He used his eye sockets to look outside the temple, and saw a pair of Mongolian soldiers striding towards him.

Song Qingshu turned his head and said to Chang Yuchun: "You guys deal with the Mongols first, then go ahead."

Chang Yuchun looked out of the temple fiercely, and said in amazement, "Mongols? Where are the Mongols?"

Song Qingshu pointed to the outside of the temple, and the group of Mongolians was approaching menacingly. At this moment, shaking figures could already be seen.

Chang Yuchun shouted loudly: "Meet the enemy!"

Everyone was startled immediately, and they all drew out their weapons and ran under the windows, some Mingjiao disciples were still looking out through the windows.

Peng Yingyu looked carefully, the group of Mongols should have been chasing after the ruts. They wanted to take a small road to avoid tracking, but the weather was not good, and a heavy rain exposed their whereabouts. Many, otherwise I might have to explain it here today.

The group of Mongols obviously also noticed the chariots and horses outside the temple, shouted and rushed towards the ruined temple.

Yang Yaoqin had already fallen asleep on Song Qingshu's body, but was awakened by Chang Yuchun's "meet the enemy" and looked out the door sleepily, noticing that many Mongols were coming, and turned to look at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu comforted her and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, a long arrow broke through the rain and flew towards his neck, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"careful!"

(End of this chapter)