Yanshan Exquisite Record

Song Xueqiao smiled and said, "That's right, I can never hide from you what I want to ask."

Abbot Se was not in a hurry, walked into the cabin slowly, and slowly moved out two futons, one on the board, and the other to Song Xueqiao, "The board on the spring night is damp and cold, and I caught the wind and cold at the poor monk's place." , I have to bear another debt."

Song Xueqiao sat down cross-legged. After thanking him, he looked up and saw Pei Wunian standing still frowning, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it. Only then did he recover a little, and sat down on the futon without saying a word.

Abbot Se was still sitting in the same position as before, meditating cross-legged, his black clothes fluttering, and his stomach was protruding, which showed that there was plenty of oil and water. After pinching his hands and reading a few scriptures, he suddenly opened a pair of round eyes and said, "Amitabha, this In this martial arts conference, many evildoers were killed."

Song Xueqiao said slowly, "That's right, I came to look for you because I wanted to know who did this murder."

Abbot Se immediately shook his head, "Although the poor monk knows some things that others don't, the poor monk is not a Buddha, so I can't answer this question."

As expected, Song Xueqiao was not in a hurry, and stretched out two fingers, "Okay, the second question, how much do you know about Hidden Valley?"

Abbot Se did not shake his head immediately this time, but lowered his fat face, as if thinking deeply, then raised it again suddenly, "Have you fought against them?"

"No." Song Xueqiao shook his head and took out the leaf, "But they may have set up a Hongmen banquet for me, the day after tomorrow, at Zhaixing Pavilion."

"Amitabha, that's okay." Abbot Se suddenly smiled, "Then they may want to recruit you. The reason why Hua invites wine to build the hidden valley is probably to gather the tools of hundreds of schools. According to the poor monk, The people they recruited are all first-class masters, some people in the valley are good at swords, and some are good at swords, whips, hammers, and sticks."

Chengding's Eight Immortals ax and Qi Yuanxiao's meteor hammer shocked the martial arts world.

Song Xueqiao said, "Who is that Hua Yaojiu?"

"The poor monk doesn't know that the owner of the flower valley never sees guests. He comes from nothing and goes to something. He has no background to find out." Abbot Se said,

"But his purpose of doing this may be to become a martial arts leader."

An unknown person suddenly builds a big gang in the rivers and lakes, and starts to collect all kinds of weapons masters in the rivers and lakes. Apart from wanting to be a martial arts leader and look down on the world, Song Xueqiao can't think of other answers.

However, in order to prevent one family from being dominant, the martial arts leader said that it had been abolished as early as the previous generation, and the gangs had been divided. Later, each family leader practiced the boxing and swordsmanship of each family, and held family banquets from time to time. Yes, it is rare to learn skills in a duel. As for those who dislike each other like Wudang Emei, they never compete for size on the stage.

It's just that under the surface of a school of peace, there are still people who want to stir up this pool of water.

Song Xueqiao frowned, "Could it be him?"

In an instant, he shook his head again, "If the purpose of inviting wine and flowers is for the leader of the martial arts, covering the sky with one hand, it will not be good for him if such a thing happens at this time."

Abbot Se nodded, "So, the poor monk thinks that Master Huagu just wants more masters to listen to him."

He flipped his sleeve with one hand, and a leaf fell out, which was the same as Song Xueqiao's, only the time and place were different.

"It's really casting a wide net to catch big fish." Song Xueqiao looked at Pei Wunian who was sitting beside him with a smile and said, "But in terms of martial arts, I should recruit this Mr. Pei, I'm just a reckless man, they recruited me like this do what?"

Abbot Se smiled but did not answer.

Soon, the smile on Song Xueqiao's face froze, the leaf twirled twice in the palm of his hand, and then stopped suddenly, Pei Wunian said, "They want to find the tomb of Taoist Yanshan through you."

Abbot Se nodded, "Although you have been eating, drinking and having fun all these years, it seems that you have drifted away from the world, but the speculation about you in the martial arts has never stopped.

At the beginning of Yingu's establishment, even if it was able to defeat so many sects, it must attract jealousy. The ending may be the same as Ding Mobai ten years ago. It is a pity that Ding Mobai fought alone and died of your father's subordinates. As a big gang, Yingu , once you have those weird hidden weapons of Taoist Yanshan..."

Song Xueqiao smiled wryly, "Even if there is another suppression, it may be difficult."

Pei Wunian suddenly asked, "Does the senior know about Taoist Yanshan?"

"We really are the same kind of people." Abbot Se burst out laughing suddenly, and looked at Song Xueqiao again, "Shrinking your head like a turtle is indeed not a long-term solution. It only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, so I will give away Ding Mobai's last message for free. For you guys."

Song Xueqiao rubbed his temples, "I thought I had escaped, but who would have expected that I would not be able to."

Pei Wunian said lightly, "If you can't hide, then find out and deal with it."

Abbot Se knocked on his forehead with a Buddhist bead, and said curiously, "Amitabha, your father is a hero, and your sister is a woman who doesn't give way to a man, so she will become a turtle when she comes to you?"

Song Xueqiao forced a smile, "Go ahead."

Abbot Se said, "Although there is only Ding Mobai in the Yanshan School, Ding Mobai has a close friend. If you want to find Taoist Yanshan, she must be a ring."

Song Xueqiao asked, "Who is she?"

Abbot Se said, "Mo Yunjian, the owner of Tanhuan Building in Luoyang."

"Who is that?" Song Xueqiao had never heard of this name.

"Princess Ten." Pei Wunian reminded.

Song Xueqiao's eyes widened, "Why is the surname Mo? Isn't the current royal family's surname Zhu?"

Pei Wunian said, "Because she is the adopted daughter of King An."

The veil on the cloud-turning boat was lifted again, and the boats floating quietly all around swam towards the painting boat as if attracted by the vortex. Abbot Se stood up abruptly, took out an oar from the cabin, and headed towards the cloud-turning boat. The boat rowed away, the movement was extremely fast, and he muttered while rowing, "Amitabha, the last song tonight, the poor monk doesn't want to miss it."

Song Xueqiao looked up at the painted bamboo curtains, raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't want any money?"

"Of course." Abbot Se didn't turn his head, "There are a total of one hundred and one words that are useful to you just now, one word is worth a lot of money, you can figure it out yourself."

Pei Wunian whispered, "Does he really want so much?"

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows, "Do you think the word is just for fun?"

Pei Wunian said, "Then do you have the money to pay?"

Song Xueqiao stretched out a hand, tsk-tsk said, "No, but we can make it together... If we really can't make it together, I'll bet you on Zuihongxiang tonight, it should be worth a lot."

Pei Wunian glanced at him coldly, but the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He smiled intoxicatingly, but the meaning was obvious. In the past, he used his name to make trouble, but now he dares to say that he is going to be sent to a brothel. It is really shameless .

Song Xueqiao looked at him, and retracted his hands in a hurry, "cough cough cough... Just kidding."

Pei Wunian smiled and said, "Then I'll put you on the cloud boat, just to catch up with Miss Zhen?"

Song Xueqiao folded his fan and said in horror, "Are you kidding me?!"

Pei Wunian said, "I'm not joking with you."

During the time when he was 16 years old and practicing in Wudang, Song Xueqiao had indeed come here to harass Zhen Yunzhu. He had no other dirty intentions, but just wanted to know what the legendary cold beauty looked like.

But after walking around the painting boat for a long time, he couldn't see the face under the veil clearly.

Finally, when the boat circled No.20 three times and the boatman complained, he was impatient, and simply jumped forward and flew onto the cloud boat.

A few maids stopped him immediately, and asked him who he was, Zhen Yunzhu held the pipa and asked someone to let him in.

Song Xueqiao himself was also very baffled, but it was always a pleasure to be invited by a beauty. At that time, Zhen Yunzhu was about the same age as him, but he was already very charming. Him, he also gave back a jade pendant.

An hour later... Leng Meiren took off her veil on her own initiative, and when Song Xueqiao opened her eyes wide to appreciate it, Leng Meiren began to take off her clothes again...

Although he was lazy by nature, he was only a 16-year-old kid at the time. He was so frightened that he didn't even have time to drink tea. He hurriedly helped her pull up her clothes, but Zhen Yunzhu's eyes were full of tears and affection Looking at him with a pulse, "My lord is indeed noble and pure, I don't like this body of my slave's family."

Pian Song Xueqiao hated seeing a woman cry the most, so she had no choice but to coax and comfort her, and before three hours had passed, she fled away from Yaohu Lake.

From then on, he stayed in Wudang and dared not go down the mountain. Later, when he was 17 years old, he returned to Zilang. Although he had the opportunity to come, he never dared to get on the boat and repeat the past.

As for Pei Wunian, he treats others kindly and kindly, but he is quite strict with his childhood brother-in-law. He even forced him to practice a book of mental methods in seven days. Disciple Yupei...

Later, there was a legend about famous prostitutes from Yingyang going to Wudang...

How terrifying Zhen Yunzhu was, Song Xueqiao didn't want to say any more.

Abbot Se rowed hard, Pei Wunian snorted, "Don't want to go?"

Song Xueqiao shook his head firmly, "I don't want to."

"Then give the token of love to senior."

"Okay, okay." Song Xueqiao took out the sachet and turned around suddenly, "How do you know everything?!"

Pei Wunian propped his chin and yawned, "Because your red beans haven't been used yet."

Abbot Se finally parked the boat slowly, and Zhen Yunzhu also came out of the cabin with a carved pipa in his arms, dressed in bamboo clothes that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Immediately seized the flaming eyes on dozens of ships - Abbot Se was among them, and he could no longer hear other voices.

Song Xueqiao called him three times in a row before he turned around as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"You don't take money this time, how about I let you meet the lover of your dreams, Zhen Yunzhu?"

Abbot Se said, "Amitabha, what she wants to see is you, not a poor monk."

Suddenly a small sachet flew by in the air, Abbot Se's pupils shrank, and he caught the sachet in his hand at a pinch away from his eyes. He opened it suspiciously, and it turned out to be a bag of red beans exuding a delicate fragrance. He looked at Song Xueqiao in astonishment.

Song Xueqiao said, "You only know that I met her many years ago, but you don't know that she gave me this as a token. If you say you are my friend, will she not see you?"

Abbot Se hesitated a little.

The storm bursts, and the smoke is blurred.

Song Xueqiao looked at the lake, his eyes darkened suddenly, and he said with a smile, "By the way, tell her, Mr. Song thanked her for her wrong love and returned it to the original owner."

This time it was Pei Wunian's turn to be a little puzzled.

Abbot Se rarely showed a look of not knowing what to do, "I'm afraid it will break her heart."

"Wouldn't it be even more sad to keep her in the dark." Song Xueqiao looked at his folding fan, "This thing is the most lovesick. I'm such a small bastard with a shrunken head. What's there to love about?"

Abbot Se lowered his head, as if he wanted to say something more, and looked back at the boat, the two of them had already flown into the night.

He frowned first, then poked his head to look at the position of the ship, and sighed while clutching the sachet, "Little bastard, this time he flew away by seven inches."