Qingshu Wuji

The green bamboos are whirling in the wind, and the morning sun shines in the empty bamboo forest, leaving spots of light from the tiny gaps.

In the bamboo grove, there was a villain about four or five years old, who was doing a set of boxing back and forth. Although he was very young, he punched well, making Song Yuanqiao twitch his beard and laugh.

"Qingshu, let's finish your practice today. It's your grand master's [-]th birthday later. You go change into new clothes and pay respects to his old man's birthday."

"Yes, Daddy." The villain in the forest took advantage of the situation and let out a long breath.He didn't feel happy when he heard the birthday banquet. Instead, he lowered his head and straightened his messy clothes from punching.

Song Yuanqiao nodded. He didn't feel that his son was abnormal at all. Instead, he was happy that he was calm and mature at such an age, and he seemed to have his true biography.His eldest son was born when he was nearly 40 years old, so it can be said that he is an old man.Although he dotes on him, he is actually strict with him.Several other juniors also complained that he had tempered a good-looking kid into such a temper, but he felt that it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

Song Qingshu returned to the small courtyard with his father's caring gaze, almost covered in cold sweat behind his back.He knew that he should act coquettishly and play his temper, but whenever he thought of that scene, goosebumps all over his body protested.

No one knows that this four-year-old doll is actually more than 20 years old in soul.

Song Qingshu was just an ordinary office worker in his previous life. A car accident took his life away. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had become Song Qingshu who was just born. He was already in the world of relying on the sky and slaying dragons.

Anyway, God gave him a chance to be born again. Most likely, God was also dissatisfied with the original Song Qingshu who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, so he sent him to make up for it.So his goal is to be an honest Wudang Song Qingshu, not looking for adventures or martial arts excellence, as long as his parents and grand master are satisfied.

But after four years of innocence, Song Qingshu knew that even if he was a turtle again, the water from the rivers and lakes would be poured onto Wudang Mountain.

According to the development of the original story, the day of Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday party was the day when Yu Daiyan was seriously injured and returned to Wudang.Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel depressed when he thought of Sanshu Yu's teaching feelings these years.So what if you know the plot?He is just a four-year-old child who knows only one set of Wudang Changquan, let alone wanting to go down the mountain to save people, even if he wants to remind him a few times, no one will believe him.

Depressed, Song Qingshu went back to his room and asked his mother to change into a new outfit, then walked towards Zixiao Palace.

This day is Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, and this morning, the whole Wudang sect got busy. Several disciples presented birthday gifts to the master. Song Qingshu also imitated his father and uncle, and presented Zhang Sanfeng in a dignified manner. Birthday greetings, although he was just imitating the example, but he is the No.1 of the third generation of Wudang, and he also coaxed Zhang Sanfeng to smile.

It's just that one of the Wudang Seven Heroes is missing. Yu Daiyan has not returned since he went down the mountain. It stands to reason that today is Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, so he should return to the mountain in time, but there is still no sign of him until noon.

Song Qingshu already knew why Yu Daiyan was procrastinating, so he didn't even have the mood to eat the dessert that Mo Shenggu specially handed over, and stood quietly by the side in a daze.

Mo Shenggu was only a 16-year-old boy at this time. Seeing that his senior brother's four-year-old son was calmer than himself, he secretly thought that like a father like a son, he secretly stuffed the pastry into his mouth.

After another half hour, Zhang Cuishan, who couldn't sit still, said, "Disciple goes down the mountain to pick up third brother."

Zhang Sanfeng let him go, but Zhang Cuishan didn't make any movement.Until the evening, there was no news.

Everyone began to feel uneasy, and when they didn't know what to do, they saw Zhang Cuishan rushing in with someone in his arms, knelt down in front of Zhang Sanfeng, and cried, "Master, third... third brother was plotted against..."

Song Qingshu stood in the corner dumbfounded, looking at the chaotic Zixiao Palace, a sense of unreality hit his heart.

In the end, he still couldn't do anything.

With a "hiss", the red candle next to him finally shed the last tear, leaving half a wisp of green smoke curling up.