Beacon quenching beauty

Song Qingshu was a little sad, he was not born a bad person.

On the contrary, growing up in Wudang since he was a child, deeply influenced and taught by his father and other masters, Song Qingshu has always attached great importance to the word chivalry.

It's just that when encountering the love between men and women, I can't control it, and my position is in chaos, with one wrong step and one wrong step.For Zhou Zhiruo's perverse actions, she was desperate.

Now knowing that Zhou Zhiruo is heartbroken and has nothing to think about, Song Qingshu has returned to the generous and clear-headed Song Shaoxia from before.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuji is not a roundworm in his belly, so he can't know so thoroughly, and he must be guarded against important things.

The summer days were long and it was still light at supper time.

Aunt Niu brought out the dishes, "Master Song, the house is very stuffy, and it's still cool outside. I think you might as well have dinner in the yard."

"Okay," Zhang Wuji never put on the airs of the leader when he was outside, he got up and helped bring several bowls of dishes and a large bowl of rice to the stone table in the courtyard.

The sunset in the distant sky is brilliant, the heat on the ground disappears, and the breeze comes slowly, carrying the aroma of the two acacia trees at the gate of the courtyard, mixed with the smell of cooking small fish and fried tofu, warm and peaceful.

After dinner, Song Qingshu turned to his "Huainanzi" as usual, because Zhang Wuji often wanted to talk about Mingjiao's war against Yuan rebels, so he turned to "Bing Lue Xun" for a closer look.

After watching for a long time, I looked up and saw that Zhang Wuji hadn't left yet, so I asked, "Master Zhang isn't going back tonight?"

Zhang Wuji brought a lot of medicinal herbs and spread them on the table, lowered his head to grind them, and occasionally picked up a piece or two to smell, then put it in his mouth and nibbled it to taste the taste, he didn't bother to talk, he just let out a 'huh' .

Aunt Niu was diligent and refused to rest after dinner. She took a cloth to wipe around, and replied on behalf of Zhang Wuji, "The leader said that he found two rare medicinal materials, which are very good for your health, Mr. Song, so we are going to prepare tonight Prepare it and put it here, and you can start taking it tomorrow."

A few words made Song Qingshu's eyes tingle, he betrayed his master, he is a scum that everyone in the world can punish, who is the leader of Mingjiao, and how many important national affairs are busy with him every day, why waste all his energy for him.

He vaguely understood the reason why many rebellious and unruly heroes of Mingjiao would willingly worship Zhang Wuji, a young, modest and meek person, as their leader.

I am grateful but I can’t say it, thanking too much will only be a formality, and Zhang Wuji will definitely not care about it, Song Qingshu was silent for a long time before coughing lightly as a cover, "I take this medicine two days earlier and two days later It doesn't make any difference to eat, you'd better go back at night, lest Miss Zhao stay alone in the vacant room and be alone."

Zhang Wuji raised his head and smiled, "Why stay alone in an empty room, Minmei and I haven't gotten married yet. She, of course she is me at night..."

Aunt Niu polished the tables, chairs, and shelves in the room to shine, went out and walked around and came back and said, "Master, please sleep in my room at night, and I will replace you with a new bedding."

Zhang Wuji hastily declined. Although Aunt Niu is old, she is always a woman. How can he sleep in Aunt Niu's room, "No, no, Brother Song and I will squeeze together."

Aunt Niu didn't persuade much, probably because she felt that it was inappropriate for the leader to sleep in her own room, so she went to add a set of pillows and thin quilts to Song Qingshu's bed, and brought out two bowls of sweet-scented osmanthus lily and mung bean soup, "Eat this to relieve the heat. It's time for Mr. Song to rest after eating."

Song Qingshu drank the soup and went to wash up and go to bed. He heard Zhang Wuji talking to Aunt Niu behind him, "The acacia flowers on the tree outside are really fragrant. No matter how I drink this bowl of soup, the acacia flowers smell like it."

Aunt Niu replied, "The teacher has a good nose, I eat this soup with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus..."

Song Qingshu didn't care. He went out for a walk today and fell into the pond. When he came back, he rushed to take a bath and change clothes. He exercised a lot more than usual. He was a little tired and just wanted to go to bed early to rest.

After lying on the bed for a while, Zhang Wuji also came in, very politely, "Brother Song, I'm bothering you tonight."

Song Qingshu moved into the bed to make room for him, "You are here to treat my wounds, why bother, Zhang Jiaozhu, if you are so polite, I will really feel ashamed."

Zhang Wuji smiled and lay down on the bed, feeling that the present Song Qingshu is not only gentle and polite, but also speaks frankly. .

Song Qingshu is weak, and Aunt Niu even gave him the mung bean soup after it had been heated. Song Qingshu just drank the hot soup, and I don't know if he drank it in a hurry. .

I couldn't sleep for a while, so I asked casually, "Why don't you marry Miss Zhao? She didn't even want her father, brother, family and country for you. Wouldn't it be a delay for you not to marry her?"

Zhang Wuji was in a dilemma, "Of course I also want to marry Minmei as soon as possible, but she is a Mongolian noble daughter. Although the teacher Yang Zuoshi and uncle clearly objected, they did not approve of me marrying Minmei. I mentioned two things about the marriage. Once, every time they just started talking, they were distracted by the affairs of the church. Tang He came to joke that day, saying that he would arrange a wedding for us in Haozhou, and he was taken out by his uncle to teach him a lesson. I heard it all Besides, I once promised Zhiruo that I would do something for her, but she never figured out what to ask me to do for her, but last time she suddenly said that maybe she would figure it out when I got married with sister Min, Zhiruo looks weak but is actually very strong, and she has always been very affectionate to me. This is not a joke. I am afraid that she will come to stop me when I get married with sister Min. Then I will be extremely embarrassed... Sigh... ...Brother Song...you...!!"

Hearing Song Qingshu's panting suddenly, he turned his head and saw that his expression changed drastically, one hand was covering his chest, cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, and he immediately realized that he had said something wrong, he had internal injuries, and finally Ji's mind was agitated, how could he mention Zhou Zhiruo's bitter love for her in front of him.

Sitting up hurriedly, he pulled Song Qingshu's wrist to feel his pulse, and found that his inner breath was a bit confused, so he stretched out his hand to touch the Zhiyang point on his vest, and slowly transmitted a bit of internal force to help him calm down.

Song Qingshu slowly adjusted his breath with the help of the strong internal force he passed on, and forced himself to be fine, "I'm fine."

Zhang Wuji was apologetic, and persuaded, "Brother Song, don't think too much, let go. Agitated mind is a big taboo when cultivating internal injuries."

Song Qingshu remained silent, turned away from looking at the sympathy and pity on his face, looked at the corner of the bed, and whispered after a long time, "I made you laugh."

Zhang Wuji didn't know how to comfort him, so he sat stupidly for a long time, and through the faint moonlight coming in from the window, he could clearly see Song Qingshu's handsome side face, clean and flawless, very moving under the moonlight.

Seeing that during the movement just now, Song Qingshu's underwear slipped a little, and he reached out to help him stretch, but for some reason, like a ghost, he touched his exposed neck and collarbone heavily. It's like magic, you won't be able to take it off if your hands touch it, and you slide it in tentatively all the way down.

The person being touched is very thin, and every rib can be felt through a thin layer of skin. With a little force, the clothes are opened, and the disobedient hands are no longer hindered, and they touch the waist and soft abdomen.

Zhang Wuji had never touched others so meticulously except for medical treatment. At this time, he felt that wherever his palms touched was the ultimate joy and temptation.

There is a voice in my heart shouting: No, stop it!

Nai He just couldn't stop.There was a burning fire in my heart, which burned all over my body in an instant. I was no longer satisfied with just touching it with my hands. I pulled my clothes and stood up to stick to it. I sighed softly when my skin was touching. I have never experienced such a wonderful feeling. a feeling of.

Song Qingshu was not an opponent at all, he was grabbed by Zhang Wuji, who is known as the best in martial arts in the world, and he couldn't move at all. When that firm, powerful, warm and smooth body was pressed against him, his mind was buzzing, and he almost hugged him backhanded , said with difficulty, "Let go, stop!"

The voice was low and alluring, and instead of letting go of the hand around his waist, it tightened a bit.With hot kisses falling on his shoulders and chest, Song Qingshu became dizzy, and the feeling of intimacy with others was unspeakably beautiful, and he no longer wanted to struggle, but only hoped to continue enjoying.

Just as he was intoxicated, his shoulder suddenly hurt. Zhang Wuji bit him forcefully. With an "Ouch", he said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Zhang Wuji panted while clinging to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up and find a way to wake up, we have been given a strong aphrodisiac! If we don't stop, we will be in trouble!"

Zhang Wuji bites very hard, Song Qingshu can smell blood, and knows that his shoulder is already bleeding. Under the severe pain, he really wakes up a lot, and his teeth itch with hatred, thinking that you are hugging me desperately, you It's so magical, it's useless to bite me awake!

Suddenly, the trousers were pulled down, the lower body was cold, then warmed up, and then was pressed tightly and rubbed together. I was too scared to complain any more. Following his example, he struggled to find a bone hairpin from under the pillow, and stabbed it hard at Zhang Wuji's shoulder, "Wake up, too!"

Zhang Wuji paused, and finally stopped his movements, let go of him slowly, took a deep breath, sat up cross-legged, and tried to suppress the medicine's effect.

Song Qingshu was on the side covering the wrist that was almost dislocated by Zhang Wuji's internal force when he stabbed someone. He wanted to cry without tears, thinking that you can suppress the nature of the medicine with kung fu, what can I do?

Glancing at a porcelain bottle by the bedside, it was the Ningshen pills that he used to take a while ago. He secretly thought that this might be useful. He took it and poured out four pills. He used to take two pills at a time. So I doubled and had to eat four.

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand from the side, took off the two pills with two fingers lightly, and said, "You can't take too much of this medicine." Then he turned his hand and put the two pills into his mouth.

Song Qingshu didn't have the strength to worry about whether he was looking for an excuse to grab the medicine from himself, swallowed the remaining two pills, and sat up cross-legged, silently practicing Wudang's internal methods.

Zhang Wuji's internal energy was profound, he was unprepared at the beginning, and then he was controlled by the medicine. Now he took two Ningshen pills, and then activated his internal energy, and slowly suppressed the medicine.

This thing is not poison, and after the initial excitement is over, it will be fine.So I wasn't very panicked, but mainly worried that Song Qingshu was weak and couldn't help tossing like this.

As soon as he felt that he could control it, he opened his eyes, "Brother Song, how are you?" I reached out to touch his forehead.

After Song Qingshu was seriously injured, there was not much internal energy left. After practicing for a while, he was so tired that he was sweating and almost collapsed. What's the matter?"

"I don't know, we must have been drugged... It's just that there is no one else here... Could it be... Impossible..." Zhang Wuji was also dizzy when he suddenly heard movement in the distance, as if several people were approaching quickly, Surprised, now the appearance is ugly, "Someone is coming! Let's hide for a while."

Randomly rolled up a pile of clothes on the bed, then picked up Song Qingshu and jumped out of the window. He walked out of the courtyard wall in one ups and downs. Before he could go far, he simply stood still in the shadow of the back wall.

There was already someone calling at the door, "Master! Master! Your subordinates have an emergency report!"

Zhang Wuji was startled, and said softly, "It's Yang Zuoshi! I don't know why he came to see me so late?"

It wasn't just Yang Xiao who came, but another woman's crisp voice sounded anxiously, "Brother Wuji, are you inside?"

Zhang Wuji gave another soft 'ah', "Miss Min is here too!"

Aunt Niu responded from inside, "Come, come!" She put on her clothes and left the room, the door had already been knocked open, and footsteps poured in, "Where is the leader? Where is the leader?"

The door of the room where Zhang Wuji and the others were sleeping just now was knocked open, "Huh?" "No one!" "The bed is still hot, and they should have left not long ago."

Aunt Niu's voice was mixed in, "Return to Yang Zuoshi, the leader rests here at night, and the subordinates don't know why he left suddenly."

Zhao Min said, "Brother Hua, you said that there was an urgent report from spies, and the imperial court sent masters here to assassinate your leader, who did the spies say? How do you want to harm the law? Assassinate or capture alive?"

A man's voice replied, "It's the news that our spies desperately brought back. The spies were not high enough in the Yuan army to find out the details of the assassination plot, but the news should be reliable. That's why Marshal Zhu ordered me to come here at Xingye." Report to Yang Zuoshi. Now, the leader suddenly disappeared, so we are still a step late?"

Zhang Wuji heard that it was Zhu Yuanzhang's general Hua Yun's voice, and secretly wondered, what's going on?Could it be that the army got the news that the imperial court sent masters to assassinate me, so they rushed to the rescue?

This news is not wrong, it is true that someone plotted against me, but it was an aphrodisiac. Although the aphrodisiac is strong, it will not kill anyone. It doesn't look like an assassin.

He is now suffering from disheveled clothes and cannot show up, otherwise he will go out and ask to understand.

Hearing those people's chattering discussions, they found another direction and chased him down. He couldn't help being anxious, let go of Song Qingshu and began to put on his clothes, "I have to stop them, stop chasing them."

Song Qingshu was a bystander, and his thinking was clearer than him. He picked out his own clothes from a pile of clothes and put them on slowly, "Don't Master Zhang think this is strange?"

"It's strange, brother Song, what's your opinion?"

"There is no one else here except you and Aunt Niu. With your martial arts, it is impossible for someone to sneak in and drug us without being noticed. Aunt Niu ate the same food as us at night, but she is fine. What does that mean?"

Zhang Wuji murmured, "Aunt Niu prescribes the medicine, you say? Why did she do that?... But there is a possibility. I just drank that bowl of mung bean soup at night, which is not right. I put it in the mung bean soup, and Niu Madam is one of my own, so I didn't think much about it."

Song Qingshu frowned, "Aunt Niu has taken care of me for so long, I really don't want to doubt her. But how I look at it, I don't think these people are here to rescue you tonight, but they seem to be planning the right time to watch you make a fool of yourself."

Zhang Wuji said, "You mean someone bribed Aunt Niu to give us medicine tonight, and then calculated the right time to attract Yang Zuoshi, Minmei and the others, just in time to see...see..."

Song Qingshu rubbed his 'injured' shoulder, "If it wasn't for Master Zhang, you would be caught and raped by a group of subordinates right now. Long Yang, the leader of the world's largest sect, is so kind to me. There is an affair with a person with a bad reputation, if this matter gets out, your prestige will definitely be greatly affected, even if you can suppress the situation in the church, Miss Zhao's troubles will be enough for you to burn out for a while."

Zhang Wuji's heart was awe-inspiring, and he thought to himself that this was the case, coughing lightly, "Brother Song, don't say that about yourself, no one has faults, the most important thing is to be able to get back from the wrong way, and change your past."

Song Qingshu hummed and didn't want to say more about himself, "Master Zhang, I suggest you stop chasing those people first, if they can't find you, they will naturally go back to Haozhou, you might as well go and see if Aunt Niu has slipped away. It is serious to hold her and ask her."

Zhang Wuji said, "That's right, I thought so too." He had already dressed neatly, "Just wait here for a while, I'll go in and have a look."