Qingqiu is difficult

Li Shubai never cared about the life and death of others in his life. Even if the country was in crisis, he would just argue with the treacherous and evil official in the street.

He is young and full of enthusiasm, and even if he suffers a loss, he never has a long memory.

Because he knew that no matter what, there was always Tu Shansong behind him who had no plans left.

This person seems weak, even a little cowardly, but after getting along with him for a long time, I realized that he has extremely high tolerance. The more others attack him and humiliate him, the more they strengthen his rock-hard heart.

Tu Shansong was good at forbearance, and Li Shubai was good at attack. The two of them complemented each other perfectly.

Logically speaking, what kind of trouble would such a kind and tolerant person bring to himself? Even among the turbulent Qingqiu royal family, there was nothing they could do against him.

But what suddenly appeared in front of him was Song covered in blood. At this moment, he was clenching his fists tightly in his hands. His messy hair was mixed with blood and cold sweat, scattered on his forehead and around his neck.

Li Shubai panicked: "I'll call a doctor for you!"

Tu Shansong raised his hand to stop: "No, please close the door quickly. Don't let anyone know about my injury!"

Under the candlelight, basins of hot water were replaced one after another. Tu Shansong leaned down, his face was pale, and one of his clothes was wet with cold sweat and pain. The new clothes he changed were now soaked.

After taking the medicine, Li Shubai marveled that the injury this time was not caused by a sword or spiritual power, but more like an animal's claws, and the attack was so vicious that even a single wound, just a little deeper, could have cut it. Song's internal organs were all pulled out.

He was used to seeing pain and fighting, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

After the medicine was taken, Song used spiritual energy to heal himself for a while, and then his breathing gradually stabilized. Only then did Shubai dare to ask. While packing up the gauze and medicinal materials, he pretended to be relaxed and said:

"This mission is so dangerous, you can't escape being injured."

Song put on his clothes and said, "The injury is outside of the mission. Remember, you are not allowed to talk about my injury with anyone."

He stood up, walked to the middle of the room, thought for a long time, and then said: "When I went to Huanchu Mountain, I met a mountain spirit monster. This creature has always been wild only in the Chu Kingdom. I don't know who led it to the Moon Kingdom, and then in Huanchu Mountain." A certain matrix is ​​formed at the foot of Chushan Mountain. I guess it is the work of Liu Zhang and Ya Ming.

It's just...it's just a pity that Jingguo's snake god, Yu Jingmo. If you go back to Jingguo one day, please erect a monument for him at the foot of Huanchu Mountain. "

Li Shubai was stunned on the spot. He had met this Yu Jingmo before. Although he didn't have a close relationship with him, he vaguely remembered that he was the third son of Wang Yi's family. Why did he become... now?

He was full of questions, but he remembered that his father once said that the snake god could transform into a human being, often walk around the country of Jing, and understand the people's sentiments, just like the noble princes. Then he made up his mind a little bit, said yes, and looked at Tu Shansong blankly.

That night

Tu Shansong returned to the room - this was the palace where his father lived when he was alive. Now that it has been returned to the original owner and left to him, it is already a great gift. But just after he fell asleep, he heard a noise outside. He put on his clothes and went out, and Ling'er happened to be guarding the door.

"Master, after Master Fei heard that you were back, he clamored to see you. I will go and stop him."

Song nodded and said nothing, but he felt vaguely that this matter was not simple.

Sure enough, I heard Tu Shanfei shouting loudly at the door: "A crow of my master's has flown in. I want to go in and search!"

The guard at the door refused, and Ling'er stood at the door and said, "Master Fei, even if the crow ran away, you would come to look for it tomorrow, wouldn't you? Our Master Song just came back tonight and just had a rest. Didn't you hurt our brother's harmony like this?" ?”

Fei's eyes changed, and his subordinate slapped him, right on Ling'er's delicate cheek.

Fei: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you come back tomorrow, there will be no more bird feathers. What is the matter between our brothers? What are you, a cheap servant, talking about?!"

After that, Fei commanded his men to fight, but Song's men were defeated in just a few moves. Fei broke in through the door and saw Song wearing a snow-white thin shirt, decorated with ink bamboo, and was repairing it on the high platform in the hall. Guqin, a lamp dimly lit.

Fei twitched his lips and walked forward: "Brother Yaqu, I just lost a crow. Have you ever seen it?"

Song stopped his hand, sat upright, and smiled calmly: "If my brother has lost anything, just come and look for it. If your brother has something, you can take it."

Fei's expression changed slightly: "Brother, why do you sound like he's robbing you for my brother?"

Seeing that Tu Shansong was unmoved, Fei came up with a plan. He stepped forward and pointed at Song's clothes: "Brother, seeing that this mansion is not big, I thought that the easiest place to hide crows must be under my brother's robe. Everyone." Mr. Daosong is a noble man, I wonder if I can take off my clothes to prove my innocence today?"

Song raised his eyes to look at Fei and pursed his lips: "Of course, but it's really humiliating to the royal family to undress in public. Why don't you come and check it out in person?"

With that said, he untied his coat and opened his arms to Fei. When Fei saw that he was serious, he couldn't help but feel worried. After all, although this guy's spiritual power was not the best among the clan, he was very good at swordsmanship. If he took out a broken blade from under his clothes...

He declined: "No need, I think you don't have such intention! How could the royal family hide their wealth secretly if they are of noble birth? That maid must have stolen it! Come, take this maid back, I will personally interrogate and inspect her." Ichiban!"

After that, he ordered his men to take Ling'er away.

Tu Shansong stepped forward and said, "Brother Wang, why bother a girl? She belongs to my grandmother."

"What happened to my grandmother's people?" Tu Shanfei said angrily, "This Qingqiu will belong to me in the future, and my grandmother's people are my people!"

After that, he ordered his men to resist Ling'er and leave. Tu Shansong wanted to stop him, but he knew that Fei had come prepared today, so he would never return empty-handed. And his empty Guixu Palace didn't even have a few maids and maids, so how could he satisfy his greed? ?

He didn't want to have a direct conflict with Tu Shanfei, so he said nothing more. He just wanted to find a time to rescue Ling'er again.

After sending Tu Shanfei away, Song tried several times to get in touch with the shadows, but received no news.

It was almost midnight when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He came in and it was Li Shubai.

He carried the corpse of a crow in his arms: "Master, a crow died in the courtyard today. I don't know whose shadow has caused trouble. I deliberately stole the bird corpse during the night. See if there are any clues." .”

Song said: "No need, the shadows of the Tushan family are all tied to the same crow, there is no difference. Just now Cai Fei said he lost a crow, could it be this one?"

Li Shubai suddenly became nervous: "That damn fat guy has been here? What is he doing here?" (End of Chapter)