Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

He found a random medical center, threw the half-dead Kukutmoor to an old doctor who seemed to be very skilled in medicine (note: he was old), Song Qingshu turned around and wandered out to eat.

At this time, it was just dawn, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, but fortunately, the breakfast sellers got up early, so Song Qingshu sat happily in front of a noodle stall smelling the aroma, and casually ordered a bowl of beef noodles to eat. Special to eat.

"Hey Lao Lin, have you heard?" Not far away, a man who looked very know-it-all tugged at his partner's sleeve mysteriously.

"What?" Mo Ming raised his eyebrows so that Lao Lin asked subconsciously.

"It's about Wudang Zhang Wuji's marriage to the former head of the Emei Sect. I heard that it will be at the beginning of next month, my God. Thinking about it, I know that the scene must be very lively. I really want to go and see it for myself, but I just don't know if I have any." That kind of qualification." Sighing and shaking his head, the man who was talking was picking up the noodles in the bowl with his chopsticks, obviously not in the mood to eat.

'Flop~' Overhearing the conversation between the two, Song Qingshu sprayed all the noodles in his mouth onto the table, "Zhang Wuji got married?!!" screamed and raised his head, isn't this the story of Yitian Tulong?My God, I covered my forehead with my hands in amazement, I never thought that I would travel to uh~~ No, I went back to Yitian Tulongji, how did I get back through it?It's too incredible, right?

He no longer had the heart to eat noodles, paid the bill hastily, and didn't care whether the other two suspicious men who were surprised by him were watching one after another, Song Qingshu walked back in a daze, his mind was full of messy things.

If this is Yitian Tulong Ji, then there must be many people who recognize him, Wudang Song Qingshu, he is a traitor who is chased by the whole rivers and lakes, a scum who killed his uncle and almost caused Wudang to perish.

Groaning, he nestled into the alley at the corner, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, the back of Song Qingshu's clothes was soaked in cold sweat after a while, no, he must wear a hat when going out on the street, don't accidentally run into any hero who wants to be a hero If you destroy yourself as a show-off, then there is nowhere to cry.

medical center

Yoyo woke up from the darkness, Kukutmuel blinked his eyes several times and sat up abruptly, when he looked left and right and didn't see the person he was missing, the brilliant light gradually dissipated from his eyes, Loss and loneliness filled his mind once again, and he knew that it was just a dream, more real than ever before, but it was just a dream after all...

"Qingshu..." He lowered his eyes in a low voice, feeling very uncomfortable with the emptiness in his heart, "Qingshu..." The name murmured in succession is the best consolation and the most painful consolation. Chest, when will I forget that person?When will we wait, here, will there be no more pain?Don't know, never knew.

He raised his head bitterly, no one could understand what it was like to force someone he loved to death with his own hands, he clearly wanted to love him well, he clearly wanted to share everything he could have with him, but Things backfired, every time he thought the most correct actions, all he got was that person's ignorance or even disgust, and even Qing Shu... beat him.

His face was a little red, and he couldn't help touching his buttocks. The pain there was long gone, but whenever he remembered the scene of that day, his buttocks would always hurt in the next moment. Tiao Wen, Qing Shu is really ruthless, his butt is swollen from his beating, since he was a child, he has never been treated like this before, but if that person is him, he will neither hate nor complain.

"My lord is awake? But still feel uncomfortable?" Putting the medicine bowl in the tray on the table beside him, the old doctor smiled and sat beside Kukutmoor's bed.

"It's okay." He put away his exposed emotions and smiled lightly. This is his external mask, a mask he has been accustomed to wearing since he was a child. If there is a time in this life when he lived without wearing a mask, it is probably... and The days when Qingshu was together?Smiling lightly, acting like a spoiled child to a boy younger than him, he had never even dreamed about it, but... so happy, such a day...

"Young Master? Young Master??" Seeing that the noble young master in front of him lost his mind while talking, the old doctor couldn't help but push the obviously absent-minded man with his hands.

"Ah?" Dazed back to his senses, he shook his head suddenly, "I'm sorry, I just thought of something and lost my mind. By the way, old man, who sent me here?" After going through a battle, although the appearance of Qing Shu might just be his own hallucination, he is sure that those three big men in black were definitely not imagined by him, and he is not so perverted that he would imagine such disgusting people.

"He's a young man, he looks gentle and handsome." He took the medicine bowl on the table and blew it to his mouth. The old doctor smiled and said, "Young master, drink up the medicine quickly, and put it down again." It's cold."

"Young master?" A strong sense of excitement rose in my heart uncontrollably. Among the people I know, there are not many people who can be called young masters, but the gentle and handsome... Song Qingshu's appearance is very similar!Can't help but licked his lips, Kukutmur pretended not to care as he took the medicine bowl handed over, "Does the old gentleman know what the young master's last name is?"

"He said his surname was Song."

With a bang, the medicine bowl fell to the ground, without even looking at the dirty black medicine splashed all over his body, Kukutmuer suddenly brought the old doctor in front of him, "You said his surname is Song? You know that? what is his name?"

"Song... Song... Song Qingshu eh~~" I can't breathe, what's wrong with this noble young master?Do you want to kill someone?But I didn't find out his secret, did I?His mind was buzzing, and the old doctor saw that he had only one breath left.

Leng Leng let go of his hand, "Song... Qing... Shu..." Is it really him?So he didn't have hallucinations?Did you really see the green book?But... where is Qingshu?Where is he? !Thinking about it, Kukutmoor bent down and brought up the old doctor who was finally relieved, and asked anxiously with a trembling voice, "Say, where did Qingshu go?!"

"Qing... Qingshu? What Qingshu?" The old doctor who was mentioned and put down, put down and brought up again, had already shivered into a ball, and his heart was raining black, thinking that if he had known that he was treating such a vicious person. The gangster will definitely shut these two people out from the very beginning, and let this domineering, arrogant, and frightening villain taste the taste of death!

"Speak, where did the young man who sent me here go!!" Seeing that the old doctor didn't answer for a long time, Kukutmoor became even more anxious, and the old doctor who was shaking his arms was dizzy and stopped.

"I said, I said, he left, he left just now~~" God, don't torture him anymore, if you keep shaking like this, you will have to see Hades.

"Leaving?" I was stunned for a while, how could Qing Shu leave?Could it be that he didn't want to see him, so he left quietly?Shaking his head, refusing to think about it any further, Kukutmoor turned over and jumped to the ground, frowning, the sweet smell filled his mouth, took a deep breath and walked straight to the door, he was going to find Qingshu, this time he would never let him go Run away from your side!

When 'Ba' raised the curtain with his hand, he accidentally knocked over the things in the hands of the drug boy outside the curtain, he paused, and was about to move again but was unexpectedly stopped by the little drug boy.

"Young Master, are you going to look for that Young Master Song? Don't look for it. Everyone has left for more than half an hour and you can't catch up. Here, this is the letter left by that Young Master when he left, saying that he asked me to pass it on to Young Master." " Then Luoyou took out a thin envelope from his arms, and the little drug boy gently handed the letter to Kukutmoor.

Letter... Holding the thin envelope in his hand, Kukutmoor actually felt a sense of... fear. He didn't know what he was afraid of. It seemed that he was afraid that Qingshu would write decisive words in the letter, and even more so. It seems... just afraid of Qing Shu's indifference and indifference, that person has always been cruel to those who he doesn't care about, just like the spanking back then, his subordinates were merciless, sighing secretly, the kindness between him and Qing Shu The grievances and grievances are too complicated, if Qingshu really only treats him as a familiar old friend, he really doesn't know how to deal with himself.

Gently opened the letter, looked down carefully, Kukutmoor's face was very excited at first, excited that the person he loved was not dead, he really came back, and then turned to confusion, why did Qingshu want Call him Lord Kukutmoor?Why doesn't Qingshu call him baby?Even the unceremonious Wang Baobao can do it?His brows were faintly frowned, and then he looked down... Look... It's gone, it's gone!

Fingers angrily grabbed the thin letter paper and turned it over and over several times. In the end, Kukutmoor had to admit that Qing Shu really only wrote a few short words. Because, there is no need to repay the grace of saving life with words, so I bid farewell.

Damn, what a simple letter, what envelope do you need with just two words?Just write it on the ground casually!His teeth were gritted, but even in such an angry state, Kukutmoor was reluctant to hurt the letter paper. This was a letter written by Qingshu himself. How could he be willing to destroy the first letter he wrote after returning?

He raised his head suddenly, "Song Qingshu, don't even try to run away!" The growl was like an oath, which shook the ears of everyone who heard it. There is a certain place where Wudang is located. Kukutmoor firmly believes that Song Qingshu, who loves Zhang Wuji to the point of envy and resentment, will definitely attend Zhang Wuji's wedding. By then...

Headache, the appearance of one man after another came to mind, disturbing Kukutmoor's head, the pain became more and more severe, damn it, I don't know where those people came from, the martial arts are getting better and better one by one Said, and everyone said that they are Qingshu's lover, rely on it, when will it be someone else's turn to be Qingshu's lover?Want to jump in line?There are no doors!

Not to mention, whether it's God's will or whether it's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, Kukutmoor takes it for granted that the whereabouts of Song Qingshu, this young man who doesn't want to be hunted down all over the world for no reason , was heading to Wudang cautiously, trying to figure out how much Yitian's Song Qingshu was hated by others before being discovered by everyone.

So on the road to Wudang, there was a weird person in disguise, so weird that from head to toe, from voice to appearance, everything was so wretched that people didn't want to take another look at the first glance. I'm afraid it was Song Qingshu's worst My beloved stood in front of me and couldn't recognize him.

There were more waves of spies from the palace. Needless to say, they were the searchers sent by Kukutmoor. If you live with your little lover, then...hehe, your own happiness will also arrive.

Wudang

Today is the wedding day of Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo in Wudang. The whole Wudang is full of joy and joy. The bright red happy words are pasted from the mountain gate to the hall on the top of the mountain. The continuous stream of guests and friends is even more lively than the New Year.

"Hey, Sect Leader Lin, rare customers, rare customers."

"Ah Master Li, I have been admiring you for a long time."

"Oh, isn't this Chief Escort Zhang? It's a pleasure to meet you."

Running around in the crowd, Song Qingshu rolled his eyes when he heard the polite laughter in his ears, hypocrisy, how could it be possible for him to ignore people and talk to others in a blink of an eye?Obviously it's all about saving face.

Strolling left and right, feeling that there was no useful information to be heard in the hall, Song Qingshu decided to go quietly to the inner courtyard for a walk, maybe he would be lucky enough to get some windfalls, just do it when he thinks of it, Song Qingshu flashed out from the side door walked out.

Song Qingshu thought that he did it without anyone noticing, but he didn't know that since he entered the hall, several pairs of eyes had been staring at him together, asking why?If a suspicious and thieving person came in when your family was having a wedding, wouldn't you send someone to keep an eye on it?

Be careful to avoid everyone and come to the inner courtyard quietly. This is the place where Wudang inner disciples practice martial arts and rest. Except for Wudang inner disciples, outsiders are rarely able to enter.

Pausing in his tracks, Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and touched his chin, why did he know this?It seems that as soon as the footsteps step here, the detailed information automatically pops up in the mind, yes, the memory of this body must still stay in the depths of the mind, and now it is unconsciously clear when encountering a familiar scene, hehe, it is An unexpected prize, with this memory, everything I do in Wudang will be twice the result with half the effort.

"Have you found what you want? You are smiling so happily, you think you have found it?" Youyou's clear and clear voice sounded from all directions, followed by a tall figure who was getting closer and closer. The hair is disheveled, and a bit of lazy amorous feelings rippling between the eyebrows and eyes, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the watery light reflects the man's good-looking eyebrows and eyes more and more attractive, the pair of vermilion lips under the straight nose are gently pursed, there is a trace of a smile that is not a smile A faint smile hung on his lips, embellishing his whole body with dazzling splendor like a finishing touch.

Dumbfounded, blinking his eyes dryly Song Qingshu was speechless for a long time, such a handsome man, if he hadn't met Huang Laoxie and Wu Yazi first, he would have lost a lot of halazi at this time, he instantly made a bitter face, no Heavenly reason, as men, why is it that everyone else is so beautiful, but I am only handsome and elegant?Sure enough, people will be pissed off compared to others~~

Raising his eyebrows, seeing that the person opposite was just in a daze and didn't answer, Duan Yanqing hooked the corners of his lips and lost the interest to continue teasing, raised his slender hand slightly, and several people in gray uniform with short skirts appeared like the wind , flying like a siege towards Song Qingshu.

Damn it, beauties are poisonous!Shocked by the murderous intent coming towards his face, Song Qingshu's footsteps subconsciously retreated, but something happened in this movement.

"Ahhh~~~ I can't fall to the ground~~~"

Staring, almost laughing at the leaf-like person floating in the air, Duan Yanqing was speechless for a long time, such a person is also worthy of being a spy?Is it too substandard? ?

"Master?" The four men in gray looked at me and I looked at you, and then asked their master with unified eyes. Do they still need to kill such an obviously brain-dead spy?

"Let's all get back." While smiling and waving his hands, his eyes were fixed on the people who were still floating in the air, even those who tended to move to the front yard. Duan Yanqing couldn't help but his smile deepened. Laughed heartily?Hehe, for the sake of this kid's effort to make himself smile, I will spare his life today.

"Hey~ help me, get me down quickly~~" Grabbing a willow branch with all his might, Song Qingshu anxiously shouted at the man standing under the tree watching the fun, he didn't know why, he wasn't afraid of this at all It is obvious that the 'enemy' who has been stronger than himself for a long time, is the first to call him for help when he is in danger. It is so natural and confident that even he himself finds it inconceivable.

"Did you come down?" raised eyebrows, "Why?" Arms folded across his chest, Duan Yanqing leaned leisurely on the tree while talking, his eyes were undisguisedly watching a show, making it clear that he would not make a move.

"You!" His body trembled several times in the air, and with the "pop" of the willow branch in his hand, Song Qingshu screamed and flew into the air again, "Beautiful man, I hate you, woo~ Ooh I don’t like flying~~~~”