[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

According to the marks Song Qingshu left along the way, Mo Shenggu found him three days later.At that time, Song Qingshu was holding Rongyang in his arms and driving slowly forward in a carriage.Seeing Mo Shenggu appear, Song Qingshu, who was tortured by Rong Yang to the point of being inhuman, handed Rong Yang over with relief, and quickly said: "This is Rong Yang, the son of Uncle Six, Uncle Seven will help take care of him, I'll sleep for a while. "

Mo Shenggu was startled when he heard the words, and took the swaddle carefully, seeing that his nephew, who was not as long as a forearm, was sleeping peacefully in his arms. Crushed, he was so nervous that he couldn't even move his hands and feet.Just now he was sweating profusely to handle Rong Yang, he raised his head and wanted to ask a few more questions, but was surprised to see that Song Qingshu had got into the carriage and was sound asleep.Mo Shenggu was stunned for a long time, and finally let go of the idea of ​​waking Song Qingshu to ask what happened, and continued on his way in the carriage while hugging Rongyang.

This sleep lasted for an hour, until Rong Yang moved his hands and feet in Mo Shenggu's arms and seemed to wake up. Song Qingshu, who was still in a deep sleep before, woke up a moment earlier than Rong Yang.Seeing that he was not fully awake, Mo Shenggu jumped out of the carriage, took off his boots, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, tucked his clothes into his belt, and stepped barefoot into the stream.Song Qingshu's figure is tall and straight, and his complexion is fair. He stands by the water like this, but he sees the jade trees facing the wind, and the water is shimmering, reflecting each other into brilliance.

However, after Song Qingshu watched by the stream for a while, he suddenly raised his sword and dropped it, and a fish that was still struggling was stuck on the sword.I saw that he skillfully dissected the fish and cleaned it, then put a small pot on the fire, and threw the fish into the pot to cook the soup.Mo Shenggu saw it interestingly, and couldn't help asking: "What is this for?"

"Make fish soup," Song Qingshu raised his hand to rub his bloodshot eyes, and replied without raising his head. "Rongyang is still young, and if he doesn't have milk, he can only drink rice soup, fish soup, and vegetable soup. Rice soup is the best, but it's so remote here that it's hard to find people, so we have to go to the town." Song Qingshu originally planned to go to the town to avoid the pursuers. Fleeing in the mountains, but Rongyang has become the biggest problem.There was no one or even suitable food in the mountains, so Song Qingshu had no choice but to return after only two days of walking.Although he knew that the closer he was to the town, the more likely he would be discovered by the people of Ruyang Palace, but he didn't care about that much for the sake of Rongyang.

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu immediately thought of the question that had been on his mind for a long time. "Why is Rongyang in your hands? Where have you been these few days?"

Song Qingshu took Rongyang with him for three days, knowing that he was very picky, and if there was a slight mistake, the pot of soup would not move a mouthful.He fixed his eyes on the fire, saw that the fish soup in the pot had boiled to milky white, and quickly threw a little dandelion picked from the wild into the pot. "Zhao Min disappeared, and King Ruyang sent people to search everywhere. Uwang Apu, the eldest disciple of Xuanming Erlao, sneaked into Wudang with people, injured Aunt Six and took away Rongyang. I happened to see them bring Rongyang that night. Yang fled to the town and chased after him.” He poured the cooked fish soup into a bowl, took Rong Yang from Mo Shenggu’s hands, and filled the fish soup before he could cry for the first time. The spoon was brought to his mouth.After a while, the whole bowl of fish soup was finished, Song Qingshu picked him up again, patted his back slowly, and walked slowly by the stream.After going back and forth twice, Rong Yang hiccupped, and Song Qingshu hurriedly sent him back to Mo Shenggu, saying, "Uncle Qi is busy."

Mo Shenggu took Rongyang in a daze, and wanted to ask questions, but Song Qingshu got into the carriage listlessly again.Seeing that Song Qingshu was so tired, Mo Shenggu was also dumbfounded. He noticed that Song Qingshu, who had always loved cleanliness, looked a little disheveled, while Rongyang was clean and energetic. He couldn't help lowering his head to tease Rongyang and whispered: "Your elder I have suffered a lot for you!" Although Song Qingshu said it simply, he also knew how dangerous it would be if Rongyang really fell into Ruyang Palace.Rong Yang was still young, so naturally he couldn't understand Mo Shenggu's words, instead he was amused by Mo Shenggu and smiled.

Song Qingshu didn't sleep for a long time this time, about half an hour later, he got out of the carriage, stretched vigorously, and sighed: "Finally full of sleep!"

Mo Shenggu hugged Rongyang until his hands were stiff, seeing Song Qingshu getting up, he handed Rongyang over, wondering: "Didn't you sleep well these days?"

When Song Qingshu heard the words, his expression was horrified, and he poured out his bitterness. "Uncle Seven doesn't know something. Rongyang cries when he can't sleep, when he wakes up, when he's hungry, when he's bored, when he's idle, when he's free! Feed him when he's hungry, it doesn't taste good He still doesn’t eat; when he’s full, he has to play with him, or he’ll have to cry! Last night he fell asleep, but suddenly cried again. I took him to find a doctor, but as soon as the swaddle was untied, he stopped crying, it turned out that he was crying..."

Mo Shenggu couldn't help laughing, and was about to start a conversation, but saw Song Qingshu's expression suddenly became very strange, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

"I pissed!" Song Qingshu said with a cold face.

Mo Shenggu hurried over to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a large area of ​​water slowly fading away under the swaddling baby and on the hem of Song Qingshu's clothes.

Song Qingshu's handsome face turned blue with anger, while Rong Yang was giggling in his arms. "You cry even when you shit and pee, and laugh every time you pee on me! Brat!"

Mo Shenggu laughed so hard that he almost fell off the carriage.After a long time, he regained his breath, pushed Song Qingshu's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and change!"

Song Qingshu stared at Rongyang fiercely for a long time, but was finally overwhelmed with anger. He raised his hand and pinched his chubby cheek, and said, "Uncle Qi, I'll take him to change clothes!" compartment.

Hearing the laughter of Song Qingshu and Rong Yang coming from the carriage, Mo Shenggu couldn't help but sigh peacefully.Three days ago, Mo Shenggu woke up early in the morning and disappeared from his nephew, his heart sank immediately.He was extremely annoyed when he saw Song Qingshu disappearing again and only treated him as sneaking away again.But after thinking about it, Song Qingshu had promised to go back to Wudang with him, so he would not break his promise, and he was worried that he would get into trouble.Just went downstairs to inquire about the news, and heard that Yuan soldiers attacked a young man outside the city gate.Mo Shenggu hurriedly chased him out of the town again, but only found a lot of bloodstains in the field more than ten miles away from the city gate, as well as the mark Song Qingshu carved on the tree trunk.He searched along the way according to the marks left by Song Qingshu. He was worried and worried all the way. After three days of fear, he finally met his nephew today, and his hanging heart was finally relieved. "Where are you going now?" He raised the bamboo curtain in front of the carriage and asked casually.Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw his nephew, wearing only a white jacket, kneeling in the carriage with his back facing him, tickling Rong Yang, which made Rong Yang laugh out loud.Song Qingshu practiced martial arts all the year round, although his body was slender, he was not weak. The line of his back covered under the loose jacket was like a fully stretched bow, which made people feel blood rushing.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu immediately turned his head and replied: "The people from Ruyang Palace must be waiting for us on the only way back to Wudang, and now we can't..." How could he have spoken halfway, Mo Shenggu's arm suddenly As soon as it was loosened, the bamboo curtain fell to block Song Qingshu's sight. "Seventh Uncle?" He called out in doubt.

Mo Shenggu cleared his throat uncomfortably outside the bamboo curtain, and said slowly, "Speak, I'll listen." After a while, he ordered again, "Put on your clothes!"

"Yes!" Song Qingshu pulled off his clothes without knowing why, stretched his hands into his sleeves, and continued: "Rongyang is still young, so we have to go to the town to buy some food first. Then we will go to Dadu. Prince Ruyang and his son must have never imagined that we would dare Go to their lair, this is called 'dark under the lamp'!"

Mo Shenggu gave a vague "Yes", he has always been convinced of Song Qingshu's strategy.But I don't know why my heart is in chaos, it seems that some fragments are lingering but I can't see clearly.Just as he was anxious, his cheeks suddenly felt cold, Mo Shenggu looked up at the sky, and said softly: "It's raining..." Before he finished speaking, there was a rush of horseshoes behind him.Mo Shenggu was startled suddenly, and turned his head hastily to look around, only to see smoke and dust billowing more than ten miles away from them, and the sound of horseshoes advancing gradually and orderly like torrential rain, presumably there should be no less than a hundred horsemen.

"It's Yuan Bing! We finally caught up!" Song Qingshu opened the curtain behind the carriage to peep his head, and said softly.Then he walked out of the car with Rong Yang in his arms, lifted up the ladder Yun Zong, folded his body and landed on a towering tree above their heads.He tore off a coat and tied Rongyang firmly to a thicker branch, and set up a bamboo umbrella to cover Rongyang.After finishing all this, he jumped off the branch and said something to Mo Shenggu in a deep voice. "Uncle Qi, if you want to live, there is still Rongyang!"

Mo Shenggu didn't answer, just smiled and reached out to rub Song Qingshu's forehead.

A moment later, a hundred cavalry Yuan soldiers roared towards them and surrounded the two of them.After the hundred cavalry soldiers, three hundred infantry and one hundred crossbowmen came slowly, piercing through the encirclement. The infantry came first, followed by the crossbowman, and lastly the cavalry, completely surrounded them.

Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu looked at each other, and jumped off the carriage at the same time, looking solemnly at Yuan Bing in front of them.At this time, the rain was more urgent, and the five hundred Yuan soldiers were waiting in formation, but there was no sound, not even the horses made the slightest sound, the silence and chill that permeated the air was almost suffocating.After a while, the [-] yuan soldiers moved slowly and made way for a passage. A Mongolian man riding a tall horse appeared in front of them. This man with a black face and short beard had a heroic expression. It was Wang Baobao, the son of Prince Ruyang. .Seeing Song Qingshu, Wang Baobao immediately nodded and smiled, and said politely: "Song Shaoxia, we meet again!"

Song Qingshu sneered, and said softly: "The ghosts linger!"

"Bold!" A Mongolian general next to Wang Baobao yelled at the words.

How did he know that before he finished speaking, Wang Baobao didn't think that he waved his hand slightly to stop him from what he was about to say, he just smiled and said to Song Qingshu: "Song Shaoxia is so alert, it was extremely difficult for Xiao Wang to find your whereabouts. We can meet each other today, thanks to Mo Qixia!"

As soon as his words fell, Mo Shenggu shouted angrily: "What did you say?"

"Based on the 'shock position' versus the 'shock position', if it wasn't for the guidance of the Seven Heroes, Xiao Wang might still not be able to understand the message left by Song Shaoxia!" Wang Baobao said with a light smile.Three days ago, Song Qingshu killed all the Yuan soldiers guarding the city gate, and left a mark on the tree trunk.When Wang Baobao heard the news, he arrived a moment earlier than Mo Shenggu. He ordered people to remove the corpse of Yuan Bing, but he couldn't deduce the meaning of the "Kan Gua" until Mo Shenggu appeared.

Seeing that Mo Shenggu's face was sinking like water, Song Qingshu immediately stretched out his hand to hold his palm, and said in a low voice, "Seventh Uncle, Wang Baobao has many soldiers and generals. Even without you, it would be only a matter of time before he finds me. What he said is nothing but It's messing with your mind, don't fall for it!"

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu couldn't help heaving a long sigh, just bowed his head and said nothing, hating in his heart why he found out the town and saw bloodstains all over the ground but couldn't see the corpse, and never thought about whether someone was waiting for him to lead the way?However, the Wudang faction was originally a well-known martial arts school, and Mo Shenggu's martial arts has always been good. Even if they have grievances with others and plan to kill him, how many people can bring an army to hunt him down like Wang Baobao?Mo Shenggu is open-minded by nature and conceited in martial arts. Since he is not afraid of others setting up tricks, he naturally doesn't take such conspiracies to heart.

Wang Baobao was not surprised to see Song Qingshu see through his plan at a glance, he just smiled and said: "Song Shaoxia, the conditions proposed by Xiao Wang in Wan'an Temple are still valid, why don't you consider it?"

Song Qingshu didn't even frown, just said: "What if I don't want to?"

Wang Baobao's smile didn't change, and he gently persuaded: "Song Shaoxia should think of your seventh uncle even if he is not for himself, and your little junior brother, the full moon will not be long."

Song Qingshu turned his head and glanced at Mo Shenggu, the two looked at each other and smiled, disregarding life and death. "Thank you for your great love, but I'm sorry! As for my junior brother, he has already been sent back to Wudang, so I don't need to bother you!"

Wang Baobao was shocked when he heard the words, and said after a while: "I have sent officers and soldiers to guard all around Wudang."

Song Qingshu smiled jokingly. "Did the son ever strictly investigate the family of three with the child?" Although Song Qingshu didn't understand why Feng Mozhi, who was in charge of the Wudang Rebel Army, hadn't moved yet, allowing Yuan soldiers to block the road to Wudang.But he also knew that with Wudang's current momentum, Wang Baobao would not dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Wang Baobao was startled suddenly, his expression suddenly changed several times, and after a long time, he said slowly: "What a Song Qingshu!"

"I'm overwhelmed!" Song Qingshu smiled softly, his brows were full of pride.

Wang Baobao snorted coldly, and said sharply: "Since that's the case, if we can't capture you alive, then we have to spare your life!"

"It suits me very much! If I can't capture you alive, I have no choice but to keep your life!" Song Qingshu slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and said softly, "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!" Shenggu shot at the same time.

At this time, the rain became more violent, and the bean-sized raindrops fell in thousands of lines, hitting people's faces with pain.Song Qingshu held "Hanguang" and made a move of "Da Jiang Ru Lian" with a sword. When the sword wind came, the airtight rain curtain in front of him was instantly split, and the falling raindrops immediately changed their course and shot to both sides .Song Qingshu's inner strength was already mixed in these thousands of raindrops, and they shot at the Yuan soldiers surrounding him like thousands of hidden weapons, and the armors of the Yuan soldiers were punched densely by these raindrops. .Some yuan soldiers with slightly old armor were not only pierced by the raindrops, but also had blood holes shot out by the raindrops.With Song Qingshu's miraculous skill, all the Yuan soldiers were terrified and inexplicable, but seeing his sword wind, he split five or six Yuan soldiers who were rushing towards him into two at the same time.

But Mo Shenggu, who was beside Song Qingshu, slapped out two palms in a row, "The Dragon Has Regrets". Yuan Bing.Wang Baobao could only hear the majestic sound of tigers roaring and dragons chanting, followed by two loud noises of "bang bang", but he saw more than a dozen yuan soldiers fell and flew out under the force of Mo Shenggu's two palms. A gap was also smashed into the encirclement circle he set up.

Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu were so brave, the Yuan soldiers felt a little afraid when they saw this situation, and hesitated to go forward.However, Wang Baobao was a born general. Seeing the morale of the soldiers shaken, he snorted coldly and ordered loudly: "Those who are afraid of the enemy and cowardly will be killed without mercy! Those who take the heads of the two of them will be rewarded ten thousand yuan!" Two!" Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. Hearing this order, a group of Yuan soldiers immediately burst into excitement, shouting loudly: "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!" After a while, the voice became louder and louder, and a group of Yuan soldiers held All kinds of weapons approached them in neat steps, obviously their morale was even stronger.

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Wang Baobao: Song Shaoxia, we meet again!

Song Qingshu: Give up!I will not love you!It's no use chasing after you!

Wang Baobao: ...