Qingshu Wuji

Song Qingshu was also shocked when he saw Zhang Wuji at this time. When he returned from the sea, he didn't go back to Wudang directly. Instead, he wandered around the rivers and lakes for several months in a state of distraught, and he didn't come back until ten days ago.

The marriage with Zhou Zhiruo was only decided after he came back. Song Qingshu didn't want to make a big deal, and he didn't invite people from the world, not even Miejue Shitai.He only found out later that after Zhou Zhiruo was in Wan'an Temple, he returned the iron ring of Miejue Shitai. Although he was still Miejue Shitai's apprentice in name, he was actually almost an abandoned disciple.

Zhang Wuji looked up at the expressionless Song Qingshu, his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Didn't he say to think about it?Didn't he say to think hard?Could it be that the result of his consideration is to marry someone else in silence?

Zhang Wuji felt betrayed from the bottom of his heart, he rushed up the steps without saying a word, wanting to pull Song Qingshu away and have a good talk.

Seeing him rushing towards him fiercely, Song Qingshu retreated reflexively, avoiding his grasp.Seeing that he still dared to hide, Zhang Wuji bullied him even more, the two of them retreated one by one and advanced forward, using Lingbo microsteps at the same time, a white shadow and a blue shadow, chasing each other in the square in front of Zixiao Palace stand up.

Although Zhang Wuji's Lingbo Weibu was taught by Song Qingshu, but because of his Nine Suns magic skill, after a dozen steps, he rushed ahead of Song Qingshu and stretched out his hand to grab his wrist.Song Qingshu flipped his hand to block him with a Taijiquan move like a seal.Zhang Wuji frowned, and then used a Tai Chi cloud to wrap his hands around him. After going back and forth like this, the two actually exchanged hands with Tai Chi skills.

Since the two became senior brothers, they have exchanged ideas countless times, but this is the first time that they have formally fought against each other.In particular, both of them have a tacit understanding of only using Taijiquan to fight, and they have profound internal skills, and the moves they make are like flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely chic.Immediately, several disciples of the third generation of Wudang were attracted to watch.

Everyone knows that Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu are well-known young heroes in the Jianghu world. They fought at Guangmingding that day, but among Wudang's disciples, not many people have seen them fight.At this time, this fight made them dazzled, and they almost couldn't bear to blink their eyes.

Song Qingshu was also forced out of anger by Zhang Wuji's repeated attacks, thinking that he, a big man, was suppressed by a junior who had seen him grow up since he was a child, so he couldn't stand up, this kind of aggrieved couldn't be easily explained to outsiders, it was simply too unbearable, It would be a shame not to punch him a few times.And Song Qingshu was so serious, Zhang Wuji also had to be cautious. His senior brother possessed Beiming magical power. Although his internal strength could not be compared with his, but he was light and flexible. If he didn't concentrate, he would make a fool of himself.

But Zhang Wuji was also angry, thinking that his senior brother had been kind to him for so many years, even if his internal strength was almost abolished, he suffered from falling off a cliff, suffering from a broken leg, and even was accidentally injured by a dragon knife a few days ago, he never said a word of seriousness to him. In other words, now it's just for one Zhou Zhiruo, and he doesn't hesitate to fight him.Does he really want to marry that woman?

There is a breath in each of the two people's chests, but Tai Chi Push Hands is extremely beautiful, four arms go back and forth, you rub against each other, you advance and retreat, you retract and send, if it is not for the deep internal force contained in it, even the clothes on the two of them They are all puffed up, and others will think that the pair of brothers are actually exchanging moves.

"Hurry up, you two!"

Song Yuanqiao's angry shout suddenly sounded, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji both froze for a moment, but they hadn't retracted their moves, at this moment, they were both pulled back at the same time, and they separated.

Song Qingshu took a look and found that Zhang Songxi was pulling his arm, Zhang Wuji was being held by Yu Lianzhou's wrist, and surrounded by Wudang people, not only Wudang heroes, even Zhang Sanfeng was alarmed.The old man was twirling his beard and looking at them with a smile, and said with a smile: "Not bad, this Tai Chi is really good."

Zhang Wuji hastily straightened his clothes, bowed and said, "Wuji has seen Grand Master."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "It's just in time to come back to attend your senior brother's wedding. Here, Yuan Qiao, the two senior brothers are willing to learn martial arts, so let them do it! I'm afraid there will be no time until tomorrow."

Both Song Yuanqiao and the Wudang heroes showed embarrassment, and Master Ganqing encouraged these two boys to fight?From the report they got from Qingfeng, they naturally thought that Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji's fight was because of Zhou Zhiruo's reason for jealousy.

When Zhang Wuji heard that Zhang Sanfeng mentioned the wedding, he couldn't help feeling sour, thinking that his senior brother would rather fight with him for this wedding, and all thoughts were lost at the moment, and he didn't want to see Song Qingshu wearing the bridegroom's python robe, bowing his head and saying sadly: "Master, look Seeing that you are in good spirits, old man, I am relieved. As for tomorrow... I will go." After saying that, he bowed, looked up at Song Qingshu for the last time, and then turned around and left.

Everyone present was stunned, especially Song Qingshu.When Zhang Wuji looked back at him, Song Qingshu clearly saw his reddish eye circles, his heart seemed to have been punched violently, the anger in his chest just now was smashed to pieces, and he sighed helplessly Said: "Wuji, don't go, stay."

As soon as he said these words, Zhang Wuji's figure immediately froze, but he didn't look back, as if he was struggling whether to leave or stay.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes, hating himself for not being cruel to him, so he walked over immediately, grabbed Zhang Wuji's sleeve and pulled him towards the backyard, turning around and saying to Song Yuanqiao: "Father, we are fine. No, don't worry."

Song Yuanqiao and the others were greatly relieved to see the two senior brothers leaving hand in hand.The palms and backs of the hands were full of flesh, and they didn't want to see one of them get hurt.As for the relationship, they thought that since Zhou Zhiruo had chosen Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji would have been out of the game long ago.No one thought that Zhang Wuji fell in love with his senior brother.

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Song Qingshu dragged Zhang Wuji all the way to the small courtyard where he lived. Zhang Wuji looked up and found that this was the courtyard where the two of them lived. Not a single plant or tree had changed much. Scratches are all there.

Song Qingshu turned around and found that Zhang Wuji was staring blankly at the scratches, and said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, you were taller than me in a blink of an eye. I still remember that you kept asking me when I would grow taller than me." I am tall."

Zhang Wuji felt his eyes sour, the happiest days in his life were those two years with his senior brother on Wudang Mountain after suffering from the cold.Although he suffered from the cold and poison, he has always been accompanied by senior brothers, and although his parents died tragically, there are grand masters and senior uncles who dote on him...

"Come on, have a few drinks with me." Song Qingshu went back to the house and took a jar of wine and glasses, shook Zhang Wuji, and sat down on the stone bench in the yard.

"Senior brother, have you started drinking?" Zhang Wuji was taken aback, he remembered that senior brother rarely drank.

"Originally, when buying wine for the wedding, I secretly left it for Sixth Uncle Yin. But I saw that he drank a lot in the past few days, so I left a few jars behind." Song Qingshu slapped the sealing mud of the wine jar, and a strong smell The smell of wine came out, he filled the wine glasses in front of the two of them, smiled and said to Zhang Wuji: "I'm getting married tomorrow, don't you congratulate me?"

Sitting opposite him, Zhang Wuji said sullenly, "Senior Brother..."

Song Qingshu didn't wait for him to finish, he raised his hand and drank the wine in his hand.How could he tell Zhang Wuji that in fact, he specially reserved these wines for himself to drink.These days, although the happy event was approaching, he was still thinking about Zhang Wuji's matter in his heart, hoping that he would return in time, but also hoping that he would not know about it.This contradictory and entangled psychology, even he himself does not understand.

Zhang Wuji looked down at the rippling liquid in the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.The spicy liquid slid down his throat, bringing up a stagnant heat in his chest.

The two just poured and drank in silence, and the Wudang heroes who were still worried about them also came a few times, seeing that they had been fighting for wine, they didn't say much.The two of them drank until nightfall, both of them didn't pass out because of their profound internal strength, but Song Qingshu's face was already bright red, when he wanted to continue pouring wine, Zhang Wuji finally covered his glass with his hands, and said lightly : "Brother, stop drinking."

Song Qingshu looked up at him, smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I can still drink."

Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat at his flamboyant look, but he still smiled bitterly and said, "Don't drink any more, tomorrow...tomorrow is your big day...I...congratulations, brother."

Song Qing stared at him blankly. He thought that he would not hear this sentence from him.

Zhang Wuji felt as if he had swallowed a gall alive, it was bitter from the inside out.

He likes senior brother, wants to have senior brother, and wishes to declare his love for senior brother to the whole world, but he also knows that his feelings for senior brother cannot be declared.

He is not afraid of being cast aside by the world, but he is afraid of the Brotherhood.

He doesn't mind all the censure from his parents, the pain from his teacher, and the stares from others, but he doesn't mind how his senior brother will be treated like that.

If the senior brother responds to his feelings, he will naturally think of several ways to solve this problem, and even hide it from everyone in the world, but...but the senior brother does not have the same feelings for him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji's heart felt like a knife was twisting. At this moment, he even found it difficult to even perform such a simple movement as breathing.

Song Qingshu stared at him blankly, suddenly smiled strangely, then got up and said, "Then I'll go to bed first, you can spend the night at Uncle Mo Qi's tonight, good night." He walked into the house, and closed the door behind his back after entering.

Zhang Wuji looked at the closed door, and continued drinking under the moonlight.Until the climax of the moon, he didn't know where the courage came from, so he hugged the wine jar and headed towards the room where Song Qingshu slept.He raised his hand and pushed, and the door opened in response.

Is the senior brother drunk and didn't lock the door?

Zhang Wuji stumbled into the room, looking at Song Qingshu lying quietly on the bed, his heart was full of bitterness.

Tomorrow, tomorrow his brother will belong to someone else.