Yanshan Exquisite Record

Song Xueqiao was walking on the road bored.

There was a child with buns sitting on the stone pier, who recognized him and threw a stone with a smile, "Hey, you were thrown out by Tianxiang Tower again today?"

"No." Song Xueqiao kicked Shi Zi'er, smiled too, moved to him and squatted down.

"Then can you treat me to eat hawthorn today?" The child looked at him expectantly. Song Xueqiao would generously buy candied haws for children when he saw them in the past.

"No." Song Xueqiao shook his head sadly.

The spark in the child's eyes went out, "Why are you poor again?"

"I'm a poor man, what do you want from me?" Song Xueqiao reached out to touch his head, the child watched a peddler not far away holding bright red candied haws, and swallowed.

"Want to eat?" Song Xueqiao looked at him.

The child squinted at him, "Of course I do."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then I have a way to get you to eat it." Song Xueqiao blinked at him, then looked at the candied haws vendor.

"any solution?"

"You go on the road now, a team or a man riding a bell-hanging steed will come later, you go up and ask him for a bunch of candied haws."

The child swallowed, "And then?"

"If he buys it for you, you come back. I'll wait for you in the alley and buy you another bunch."

"What if he doesn't buy it for me?" The child scratched his head. After all, it was difficult for him to ask a stranger for candied haws, because not everyone is as easy-going and talkative as Song Xueqiao.

"Then you run! Run as hard as you can, as far as possible, because if you don't buy candied haws for you, that person must be very vicious." Song Xueqiao stretched out his hand like a tiger and grabbed it.

The child nodded solemnly, as if he was carrying out a conspiracy. He was very worried about his companion, "What about you? Can you run away?"

Song Xueqiao grinned at him, "I can't even catch up with a tiger, so don't worry about me!"

The child was finally relieved, he trotted out, shrank to the door of a cloth workshop, stuck out his head, and nodded towards Song Xueqiao, Song Xueqiao breathed a sigh of relief, and tiptoed to the side alley.

There are many water towns in the south of the Yangtze River with deep alleys, surrounded by layers of mazes. If he wanted to find the safest place, he had to go around inside, but he bumped into a person at the second turn.

"My dear friend, I'm sorry, please excuse me, I have urgent matters!" Song Xueqiao prided himself on being a modest gentleman, and at this time, running for his life was the most important thing, and he didn't care about causing other troubles to his upper body.

"Aside from candied haws, do you have other urgent matters right now?" It's a pity that the person who bumped into him didn't agree with him, but his tone was still gentle and gentle.

Song Xueqiao rubbed his sore forehead, and froze for a moment. After seeing who was coming, he immediately smiled and hung up like a gecko, "Brother Pei! If I knew it was you, I wouldn't have to run wild!"

"Then what if it's me?" The female voice behind her was clear, but the deaf man could hear the faint anger in it, "If it was me, would you continue to go back to Tianxiang Tower to find your oriental girl?"

The child poked his head out from behind Situ Yueyao, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, with a few wrapped in his mouth, he said falteringly, "Sister said, if you tell her where you are, buy me ten candied haws. Cash in two, and give me the rest later."

Song Xueqiao lost his mind, why are children so philistine these days?

He reacted quickly, flatteringly said, "Yueyao, it's not like you don't know that your brother and I, who are so clean and self-sufficient, will only recite poems against them, not do meddlesome things. Girls in brothels also want people. painful."

Situ Yueyao had a fiery temper, and when he heard him say these nonsense in a serious manner, he wanted to slap again, "You still remember that you are my senior brother, I don't have a senior brother like you in Wudang!"

Song Xueqiao nodded, "That's right, it's just a name, I just learned a few of your Wudang moves."

Pei Wunian still had a smiling face, and his tone was not at all unhappy, "Then, how many days have you been hurting her?"

Song Xueqiao snapped his fingers and said brazenly, "No more, no less, you came seven days ago."

Sikong Yueyao was so angry that she didn't even draw her sword, she put on the scabbard and threw it across Song Xueqiao's neck, "You are nothing!"

Although Sikong Yueyao is a three-legged cat, he is a disciple of Wudang after all. This sword is extremely fast, mixed with a strong wind, and rushes towards him. Fa moved from the front of Pei Wunian to the side very quickly, and the sword roared towards Pei Wunian's profile.

Pei Wunian didn't have a weapon, and he didn't dodge. He just raised one hand lightly, and flicked it on the sword like a bug.

The scabbard suddenly turned around and turned to the other side, and the wind brought up a tuft of long black hair on Pei Wunian's shoulder, and as the sword was separated from Sikong Yueyao's hand, " Bang" fell to the ground.

The child forgot to chew the candied haws, his eyes stared like a frog.

"Okay, when are you going to make a fuss, we didn't come here to find him to settle the affair." Pei Wunian helplessly put his hands behind his back, "Yueyao, don't be arrogant, forget what Master said."

"Your senior brother is right in saying that, being overwhelmed with emotion often ruins major events." Song Xueqiao fanned the flames with a smirk.

The good blue light sword fell pitifully on the ground, Sikong Yueyao picked it up silently, she could yell at Song Xueqiao, a scoundrel, but she would never dare to disobey Pei Wunian's intentions, so she gritted her teeth and threw it away Song Xueqiao made a sharp glance, turned around and walked out.

"By the way, as a human being, you can't keep your promises." Pei Wunian looked at the child lightly, "Ten candied haws can't be discarded."

The child was startled by the sword just now, he was already stunned, but when he heard that there were candied haws to eat, his head became active again, he nodded hastily, and looked at Sikong Yueyao expectantly.

Sikong Yueyao turned around and gave Song Xueqiao a hard look. Song Xueqiao was taken aback for a moment, but then felt aggrieved. It was clearly Pei Wunian who gave the order, so this knife could fly at him?

When Sikong Yueyao finally took the child away, Pei Wunian turned to look at him.

"Eldest brother, what do you think I'm doing?" Song Xueqiao trembled when he saw him. Pei Wunian was nicknamed Xiao Chunfeng, but everyone knew that he was a smiling tiger, and he would not offend if he could. He said, "I should Didn't mess with you?"

"Of course you didn't offend me." Pei Wunian slowly shook his head, "But I want to know, who did you offend?"

"How do I know? First, I don't interfere with affairs in the Jianghu, second, I don't hook up with women from good families, and third, I don't burn and rob. Can you find a more law-abiding prodigal in this world than me?" Song Xueqiao spread her hands, looking very helpless, "But there is Sometimes, trouble won't let you go just because you keep your own place."

"But you are fairly well informed." Pei Wunian raised his eyebrows, "So you hid in Tianxiang Tower seven days ago."

"Yes." Song Xueqiao nodded honestly, "When something like this happens at the Yingyang Martial Arts Conference, even a fool will be the first to think of me."

Speaking of the origin of "this kind of thing", even fools have heard of it.

Song Xueqiao is the son of Song Dingya, the owner of Linglong Villa. Ten years ago, there appeared a geek with hidden weapons, named Ding Mobai, who called himself Taoist of Yanshan Mountain. He is not only strong in martial arts, but also proficient in concealed weapons. The hidden weapons he made are vicious and poisonous, especially Yanshan Mobingzhen and Lihuasplash. The initiators have no martial arts or internal strength, and even a child with yellow hair can kill them instantly. A master of martial arts, so everyone fears him in every possible way.

Finally, on a mid-autumn day, a siege was launched against him at the Farewell Villa in Yanshan.

No matter how good a martial arts master is, he can't escape under the siege of the crowd, so he must take a hostage who has been taken hostage. Unfortunately, Song Xueqiao, who was hiding in the haystack and catching grasshoppers, became the one who didn't know what those adults were doing at the time. Taking advantage of him, Taoist Yanshan strangled him out on the spot and took him away like a chicken.

Song Dingya was furious, drew his sword and chased after him, and the two fought to the death in front of the tomb that Taoist Yanshan built for himself. Song Dingya took back Taoist Yanshan's head, and Taoist Yanshan took Song Xueqiao to close the tomb at the last moment Door.

Song Dingya held up a head and searched around the tomb for a long time, but there was no other entrance. Three days later, he could only return to Farewell Villa in a state of desperation. Everyone naturally thought that Song Xueqiao was buried with Taoist Yanshan.

So, in order to thank the hero Song Dingya, they sacrificed that head to the heavens, and even held a grand funeral for Song Xueqiao, and the ghosts and wolves howled inside and outside the Linglong Villa for seven to seven days... On the last day of the funeral, everyone found Song Xueqiao with a ruddy complexion and a strong body at the door.

He looked shocked, "Who died? Are you crying loudly?"

Mrs. Song hugged him and cried even harder.

Good luck and misfortune depend on it, misfortune depends on it, Song Xueqiao returned safely, but Linglong Villa is not at peace, the location of the Yanshan Taoist tomb, the mechanism of the Yanshan Taoist tomb, the secret book of the Yanshan Taoist tomb... everything is there Troubled people in the martial arts.

Some people even speculated that the headless Taoist Yanshan taught Song Xueqiao all his wealth at the last moment.

Linglong Villa can't laugh or cry, a headless person can't even speak, how can he teach?But some people believed it, they made insinuations overtly and secretly, and there were so many inquirers, which caused a lot of headaches.

It was also under such circumstances that Song Dingya's overwork led to a relapse of his old illness and he died suddenly in Linglong Villa, while Song Xueqiao was sent to Wudang, the most indifferent place at that time, to recuperate. In this year's Yingyang Martial Arts Conference, Yanshan Mo Bingzhen actually reappeared in the world.

Also killed.

The one who killed was not a young man, but Ruan Twelve Niang from Hengshan. At that time, Ruan Twelve Zheng had won a game in Emei, and when he received the long whip, when he was in high spirits, he suddenly turned green and fell straight on the stage .

So, when the autopsy results came out and the news spread throughout the martial arts world, everyone turned pale with shock, and at the same time turned their attention to Song Xueqiao again. Rumors and rumors arose again. Some people said that the boy from the Song family was the only successor of Taoist Yanshan, while others said One day, the boy of the Song family dug the tomb of a Taoist priest in Yanshan, and dug out the secret books handed down from the tomb.

So and so, they came one after another, so Song Xueqiao had to hide, but he heard the sound of horseshoes, thinking that Wudang only came to support him, an unreasonable crazy girl, Sikong Yueyao, but he didn't expect the old men in Wudang to treat him very well, and unexpectedly A very reasonable Pei Wunian was sent.

"Quite self-aware." Pei Wunian was still looking at him, his pupils were dark, "What else?"

Song Xueqiao said, "You Wudang must have shouldered a lot of responsibility as local snakes, so you must come to me and ask whether this matter is related to me..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Pei Wunian interrupted Song Xueqiao, and added, "You don't have the guts."

"That's right, you know me." Song Xueqiao walked out of the alley, and said bitterly as he walked, "If I had the guts, would I still be in Zilang County?"

Two horses were tied to the bricks and stones at the entrance of the alley, one was painted black, the other had fur like snow, and the bells around the horses' necks jingled. other people?"

"No, I'm the only one, Yue-Yao insisted on following." Pei Wunian walked up with his hands behind his back, turned over and got on one of the horses, smiling like a spring breeze, "You know that's not what my 'and' asked. "

The bustling market was crowded with people, although Song Xueqiao really didn't know what Pei Wunian's "more" meant, so he smiled honestly at Pei Wunian who was on the horse, "Song is stupid, Brother Pei can speak up."

"You can hide back in Linglong Villa. It's interesting to go to a brothel?" Pei Wunian glanced at him.

Song Xueqiao was already on the horse, patted his horse's buttocks, and said happily, "Yes, brothels are so fun, and Brother Pei spends his days in Wudang, a place of asceticism, how boring it is. When is the Lantern Festival here, come here, and I will bring you You go shopping..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Wunian suddenly stopped laughing, and said in a bad tone, "I'm so sorry, I've met Dongfang girl before, and I'm not very interested, but next time the Lantern Festival, I will definitely let Yueyao accompany you Go for a walk."

Pei Wunian's horse suddenly flew away, kicking up the yellow mud in mockery, splashing his horse's face.

Song Xueqiao was a little depressed, he meant well, it's fine if Sikong Yueyao didn't like it, it's understandable, why did Pei Wunian, who is known as "Laughing Spring Breeze", have such a bad tone to him?