Don't be a dead man

Chapter 142 Song Qingshu: Come Dad
"Eldest brother, Qingshu, he..."

Mo Shenggu quickly thought of a solution. Since there is no way to explain the beating of Song Qingshu, it is better to let Song Yuanqiao join in.If Song Yuanqiao also beat Song Qingshu, then even if he beat him a little hard, it would be justified.

Song Qingshu once again experienced what it means to be executed on the spot, especially after his seventh uncle told his father what he did again in front of his father.

Song Qingshu was silent, Zhang Wuji looked worried, but Song Qingshu smiled again after a while.

Zhang Wuji was sure that Mo Shenggu must have hit Song Qingshu on the head.

After Mo Shenggu finished talking about Song Qingshu outside, Song Yuanqiao, who was going to find Ye Chu's important person, was so angry that his beard blew up. If it weren't for the pull of several people around, Song Yuanqiao would definitely go up with a wave of sternness from his father.

"Second Junior Brother, don't drag me, I will definitely beat this little bastard to death today."

Ye Chu squinted his eyes in surprise: "Old Song, your son is a little beast, so what are you?"

Song Yuanqiao got stuck in his throat, looking at Ye Chu who was seriously questioning, his facial expression gradually twisted.

How could a man say such disrespectful things in such a polite tone!

"Master Ye... this..."

"Anyway, you are all my hostages. I won't interfere when your father and son meet, but we all have carriages. Well, Mo Laoqi has changed the horses into carriages. You guys follow on horseback, sure. No heat stroke."

The corner of Song Yuanqiao's mouth froze, his concerned tone revealing unabashed rudeness.

Ye Chu, the demon doctor, has never seen martial arts, but Song Yuanqiao has already understood the kung fu of opening his mouth.

It was also this kind of astonishment that made the people who were holding Song Yuanqiao let go of their hands. Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao immediately came to the carriage behind in anger.

The curtain has been lifted, and Song Qingshu jumped out of the carriage with a smile on his face.

"It's impossible to hide, Dad, come on."

Without saying a word, Song Yuanqiao pulled his big bag over, and then came a set of Wudang beginner's palms...

"Snapped!"

"what!"

The screams were endless, Ye Chu came to Mo Shenggu after listening, and couldn't help asking: "Mo Laoqi, are you worried that Song Yuanqiao will trouble you..."

"It's really troublesome for the elder brother to teach martial arts."

"Then why was it Song Qingshu who was beaten!"

"Didn't Mr. Ye say that young people will inevitably make mistakes in their errands, and young people should always be given a chance to correct themselves."

"This is your chance?"

"Young people can't figure it out, so the elders are naturally duty-bound, aren't they?"

"Oh ho ho ho ho..." Ye Chu was expressionless and didn't know if he was smiling, "Mo Lao Qi, has anyone told you that you have a dark heart."

"Master Ye is the first person to say that."

"I've been in Wudang Mountain for so many years, I've really suppressed your character..."

Ye Chu was deflated for the first time, but he didn't expect it to be on Mo Shenggu, but what happened to the Wudang group?It doesn't matter if Mo Shenggu is bad, even Song Yuanqiao doesn't fight anymore, and Song Qingshu is even worse, just standing and being beaten.

"Stinky boy, do you know what's wrong!"

After being beaten for a long time, Song Qingshu stood firm again, but he didn't expect that Song Yuanqiao didn't continue to attack, but asked a question as if he knew his son again.

Song Qingshu didn't know why he laughed, he just said: "I know I was wrong."

"Then do you know how to correct it?" Song Yuanqiao asked in a deep voice.

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I don't know either, I just know that what happened recently was very sudden, and it was a bit unacceptable for a while. Dad, my child wants to rest for a while."

After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he got into the carriage, and then Zhang Wuji got out of the carriage to chat with Song Yuanqiao.

Ye Chu silently watched Song Qingshu's back on the carriage, lonely but relieved, and then couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Song has realized it."

"Young Master Ye, what did you say?"

When Ye Chu heard Mo Shenggu's question, he immediately turned around and asked, "Did this kid not get beaten much in Wudang Mountain before?"

"It is."

"No wonder, I'm still surprised. Although it is said that filial sons are born under the stick, a beating doesn't have such a quick effect. But I still have to observe and observe. If Xiao Song really enlightens, the prodigal son will turn around and give it to the old man. , maybe you can pass on the old Zhangtou's Tai Chi swordsmanship."

Mo Shenggu looked sideways at Ye Chu, didn't speak, but then heard Ye Chu smile: "It's my own father, I still have a sense of measure, Song Qingshu was able to get in the car by himself after being beaten for a long time, obviously it wasn't Song Qingshu's time The reason for the improvement of martial arts. By the way, has Song Qingshu been neglecting his cultivation these days?"

Mo Shenggu nodded when he heard the words: "Qing Shu has been injured for the past few days, so naturally he can't get up early to practice sword every day."

Ye Chu rolled his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"How about this, since Xiao Song is a bit savvy, if the prodigal son can turn back, I, the kidnapper, will give Xiao Song a lottery."

"Master Ye, are you sure it's the lottery?"

"That's not true, but we still have to hurry, so during this period of time, we can only let Xiao Song get up early every day to practice swords. Just in time, Xiao Huangrong almost forgot how Dongfang and Yaoyue used to squeeze... er, to encourage her to practice. Let’s go back to Xiao Huang Rong and bring Xiao Song along. As the saying goes, martial arts need to be practiced diligently, and it has been neglected for so long, so naturally it should take more effort to make up for it.”

Mo Shenggu shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Ye, are you sure you don't want to see Qing Shu's nephew fall asleep every day when he is tired?"

"What we want is this effect. You will soon see how firm a person's heart is." Ye Chu said, looking at Mo Shenggu, "Mo Lao Qi, in order to celebrate that you are not dead, I decided to give Song Qingshu a gift. field good fortune."

"Me? Not dead?"

Mo Shenggu had no idea what Ye Chu was talking about, but it sounded like it had something to do with him.

Will he die?And Ye Chu just said it now, does it mean that he is very likely to die before?But Mo Shenggu couldn't figure out why he died.

"Old Qi, you can thank me, if I hadn't appeared here, your corpses would be feeding mice in the cave right now."

Mo Shenggu trembled all over, and then looked at Ye Chu's leaving back, his eyes were complicated, as if an electric current flashed in his mind for a moment, and then he understood something.

If there is no Ye Chu, I should be looking for Song Qingshu right now, and Song Qingshu is controlled by Chen Youliang.

Thinking of Chen Youliang, Mo Shenggu suddenly couldn't help being afraid for a while. He never thought that Song Qingshu, whom he trusted, would be controlled by Chen Youliang, so he rushed to find him. If Chen Youliang threatened Song Qingshu, he would really be unable to defend himself.

Then, Mo Shenggu suddenly remembered what Ye Chu said before.

"I will count, do you believe it?"

In an instant, Ye Chu's back was a bit more mysterious again. Mo Shenggu stared deeply at Ye Chu, and then suddenly smiled, a bit of relief rose in his heart, and a lingering sword intent immediately came from Mo Sheng. Valley spread out.

The way of mind is unobstructed, and the way of swordsmanship is naturally accessible.

(End of this chapter)