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

Seeing that Mo Shenggu was finally willing to listen to what he said, Song Qingshu also smiled slightly, and inserted Hanguang into the scabbard with his backhand.It's just that this smile is definitely not the gentle admiration that Mo Shenggu usually sees, but full of meanness, sarcasm and cynicism. "At that time, I was still the head of the three generations and the head of the future, but I was much happier then than now. At least Feng Mozhi has already been sent home by me. How can he still show off in front of me today?" Said Here, he couldn't help but sneered, and said in a light tone. "But I have no choice, I have no choice but to let Feng Mozhi go, and let Zhang Wuji go. Who told me that I was the first of the three generations, but I just killed another martial arts master. The third uncle has the kindness of healing, and the teacher Yu Zhang Wuji, who has the meaning of saving the nation? However, Grand Master, Dad and all the masters regard Zhang Wuji more than me! Even though I have resettled so many victims of the Yellow River in my life, in your hearts, Wuji is still more important than me. It's important, if it's easy for me to hand over everything, why should he? What can I do? I can only be gentle and courteous, and I can only be uncontested and benevolent. Only in this way will you be happy and like it. Isn't it, Uncle Qi ?”

Mo Shenggu couldn't speak, just stared at him blankly.Who is this guy?Who is this person in front of him?She has the same appearance and voice as Qing Shu, but his eyes, his demeanor, and every word he says make him sick.

Noticing the slight change in Mo Shenggu's look at him, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smiled softly, raised his jaw provocatively and said jokingly: "That's the look, Uncle Qi. In the last life, you often looked at me with this look, as if I There is no cure, you are not satisfied with what I do. Hmph!" Song Qingshu snorted coldly and questioned coldly. "Why do you have it? Uncle Qi, you are only a few years older than me, and my father taught you martial arts. If you hadn't been lucky enough to worship under Grand Master, you should call me 'Senior Brother Song' just like Ming Zhan Uncle Qi, I didn’t intend to kill you, but sometimes you are too ignorant and always meddle in other people’s business! Even if I see Zhiruo, so what? She will be my wife sooner or later. Do as I please? But you don't know the ways of the world, and you yell at me. You treat me mercilessly, and I have no choice but to be merciless to you. At that time, I joined forces with Chen Youliang, and Chen Youliang stabbed you in the body, and I made up for it with a palm shock Tiantie Palm, I really enjoyed it. Daddy asked me at that time, did you regret it?" Song Qingshu raised his white and slender palm and looked at it repeatedly for a while, then suddenly smiled. "I can answer you now, and I have never regretted it!"

Mo Shenggu supported the corner of the table with one hand, panting heavily, he wanted to yell at Song Qingshu for nonsense, but he knew in his heart that what Song Qingshu said was probably true!He only felt a tightness in his chest, and the unhealed wounds on his body jumped out to join in the fun, adding to his pain.I saw his body trembling slightly, his complexion turned pale for a while and then suddenly turned red, and after a while, he spit out blood.

"Seventh Uncle!" Song Qingshu paled immediately when he saw this, and shouted in a low voice, and was about to take a step forward, but suddenly his body froze, and he took this step back, looking at Mo Shenggu with piercing eyes, and his eyes flashed Not instantaneous.

Mo Shenggu didn't seem to have heard this sound either. He slowly wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, raised his head and asked Song Qingshu in a deep voice, "What happened later? Since you killed me, why did you die too?"

At this moment, Mo Shenggu's eyes were indifferent and his tone was calm, it was just that they were just strangers who had never met before.Song Qingshu felt a pain in his heart, and almost immediately felt a rush of blood.His complexion turned pale, and he swallowed the rushing blood forcibly. He only raised his right hand to his mouth, pressed his lips tightly, suppressed a few muffled coughs, and then replied casually: "Probably if someone wants I don’t know, unless I don’t do it myself! I will be kicked out of the division if I kill my uncle with my nephew and my uncle. At the Lion Slaying Conference, I was taken back to Wudang by my second uncle’s "double wind piercing my ears". Master took another palm to kill me. Uncle Seven, even though I killed you, I have paid for my life. Start over, I have changed my past and obeyed you in every possible way. But what I want is not your love. Wait, I just don't want to be ruined and die miserable! If you don't like me pestering Zhiruo, I will let Zhiruo go and fulfill her and Wuji. If you die under Chen Youliang's knife, I will kill Chen Youliang for you. You don't like it I use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, so I don't need it. What else do you want from me?"

"...It is indeed a painstaking effort, Uncle Qi is very moved!" Mo Shenggu nodded slowly, sneeringly. "Song Qingshu, you are so scheming for fame and fame, and you are only a Wudang master, I have wronged you!"

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Seventh Uncle knows that I have been wronged, so he will not be wronged." The voice was gentle and soft, which was no different from his usual chatting and coquettish behavior with Mo Shenggu.

"You!" Mo Shenggu was furious, grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the door. "Shameless!" He wanted to strike, but he noticed that the bite marks on his wrist that had not healed up to now were slowly oozing blood because of his strong lock.Seeing this situation, Mo Shenggu couldn't drop his palm anymore.

Mo Shenggu looked at Song Qingshu silently, but Song Qingshu just lowered his head and looked at the ground, unable to see his expression and mood.Mo Shenggu took two deep breaths, and slowly said: "I understand what you mean! Between you and me, it will never be possible! How can it be possible just by you? Get lost!" , picked up his collar and smashed it out the door. "roll!"

The beggar gang disciples who had been guarding outside the door were startled when they saw Song Qingshu was thrown out of the door by Mo Shenggu.Before the crowd could gather around, the Han Guangjian was thrown out by Mo Shenggu again, and landed in Song Qingshu's hand. "Go back to Wudang, don't let me see you again!"

Mo Shenggu didn't hold back his hands this time, Song Qingshu just fell to the ground and his whole body hurts.Hearing Mo Shenggu's order, his eyes became hot, he didn't care about the shame and pain, he just lowered his head to pick up Hanguang, before he even had time to slap the dust on his robe, he turned his head and walked out the door.

Mrs. Yi, who heard the sound, couldn't help shouting, "Qing Shu!"

Song Qingshu turned a deaf ear to it, and just lifted up the ladder cloud, folded and folded in mid-air, like a swallow that lost its flock and flew alone, then disappeared.

After Song Qingshu left, Yi Tianhai, his wife and Elder Feng broke into Mo Shenggu's room. Seeing that his face was pale, with a few drops of blood stained on his chest, his whole body was on the verge of falling, they hurried forward to help him, seven He asked eagerly: "Guangzhu/Brother Mo, what's going on? You are uncles and nephews, what can't you say well?"

Mo Shenggu was born resolute and tenacious, but at this moment, his eyes were full of tears. He waved his hands weakly, staggered, and sat down directly in the seat.It turned out that he was deeply stimulated by Song Qingshu's words. At this moment, the qi in the dantian was in chaos, running around in the meridians of the limbs, and there was a danger of going crazy if he was not careful.Mo Shenggu knew that the matter was of great importance, so he turned a deaf ear to their questions, he just closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, slowly gathering the scattered internal energy.It took Mo Yue a stick of incense before his complexion gradually turned, and he said in a hateful voice: "Don't mention this matter again, never again!"

Seeing that Mo Shenggu was full of anger, they didn't dare to add fuel to the flames at this moment, so they had to calm down a little and then retreated.As soon as he got out of the room, Sun Zong said with a bitter face: "Elder Feng, this young hero Song's lightness kung fu is very good, brothers can't catch up!"

Elder Feng's heart was for Mo Shenggu, and he was very annoyed when he saw Song Qingshu go and return, making Mo Shenggu vomit blood in anger. Hearing what Sun Zong said, he immediately shouted: "If you can't catch up, don't chase him! He is Wudang disciples, whether they live or die is up to the Wudang sect to worry about!"

"Isn't the sect master a disciple of the Wudang sect?" Sun Zong underestimated the sentence before he finished speaking.Seeing Elder Feng glaring at him, Sun Zong was startled, and hastily added a sentence. "Elder Feng, if Song Shaoxia meets people from the Jianghu, then he won't be able to blame our beggar gang. But if he meets Wang Baobao again..."

Elder Feng's brows jumped, and he added an embarrassing sentence: "Scatter your eyes and ears, don't pay attention to what he has done, but keep an eye on it!"

For the next few days, Mo Shenggu never mentioned Song Qingshu, nor did he ask about his whereabouts, but only focused on forming a rebel army with the Haisha Gang.Yi Tianhai and his wife discussed with Mo Shenggu for a few days, and they have roughly decided on the charter for forming the rebel army, and they will return to Jiangsu together to report the situation to Haisha gang advocate Shicheng.

Before leaving, Mrs. Yi went to see Mo Shenggu again.In the past few days, she kept inquiring about Song Qingshu's news from Sun Zong. Sometimes she was seriously ill, sometimes she was drinking heavily, and she really didn't stop for a moment.Song Qingshu doesn't know how to love himself, Mrs. Yi is angry and impatient, she sees that Mo Shenggu is depressed and knows that he can't let Song Qingshu go, so she wants to persuade him, after all, you have to tie the bell to untie it.

Unexpectedly, the conversation about Song Qingshu just started, and Mo Shenggu's face darkened, and he said slowly: "Thank you for worrying, sister-in-law, but it's not convenient for me to intervene in the matter of Qingshu. He has grown into an adult, is it a blessing or not?" He should bear all the disasters himself!"

As soon as Mo Shenggu said this, Mrs. Yi flew into a rage and snapped: "What do you mean by 'he should be responsible for both good and bad'? I don't know what's going on between your uncle and nephew. , I only know that you are an elder and he is a junior, if you let him take a step, so what? It’s hard for him to turn back after he leaves, and even kneel down and beg Wang Baobao for you!"

When Mo Shenggu heard Mrs. Yi misunderstood the purpose of Song Qingshu's turning back, he couldn't help laughing in his heart, but when he heard that Song Qingshu had begged Wang Baobao for him, he couldn't sit still any longer, and suddenly stood up and asked: "Why did he ask Wang Baobao? When did it happen? Why do I not know anything about it?"

Mrs. Yi saw that Mo Shenggu was shocked, so she knew that he still cared about Song Qingshu, she immediately relaxed her heart, and said softly: "That day when you were in danger in Taihu Lake, Qingshu carried you ashore and met Wang Baobao in a village. And Xuanming and the two elders. At that time, our disciples of the Haisha Gang found out their whereabouts. Seeing that Wang Baobao was too crowded, he dared not show up, so he sent people to look for me while watching from the sidelines. Wang Baobao said that as long as Qing Shu Kneel down and kowtow three times to spare your life, Qingshu did it without thinking. But later he lost to the elder Xuanming, Wang Baobao asked him to kowtow three more times to spare his life, but he would rather Wouldn't even die."

Mrs. Yi's words were simple, but Mo Shenggu knew how thrilling it was. He slowly sat back in his seat and sighed in a low voice: "Qing Shu has been arrogant since he was a child, and never asks for help!"

"You and I are well aware of his temper. So after saving someone, I just pretend I don't know about it and never mention it." At this point, Mrs. Yi couldn't help but sigh slightly. "How he treats you, just based on this one thing, you should understand. You have always been close to him. Are you really unable to see through his nature? No matter what he did wrong, you can't Forgive him this time?"

Mo Shenggu felt sore in his heart, he saw his Adam's apple slid up and down several times, as if it was choked.After a long time, he said in a rough voice: "Sister-in-law, little brother is in a lot of trouble now, this matter... this matter..." His lips trembled for a long time, and it was difficult to utter a word.

"He treats you more than his own life, more important than his own face! As long as he has never committed murder and arson, you just protect him, so what?" Mrs. Yi couldn't help but see that Mo Shenggu died like a rock. When he opened his mind, he immediately felt hatred in his heart, and after shouting these two sentences with tears in his eyes, he slammed the door and walked out.

He treats you more than his life, more important than his face...he treats you more than his life, more important than his face...

Mo Shenggu was sitting alone in the room, and Mrs. Yi's words before leaving were like a curse that kept lingering in his mind, making him restless.Just a few days ago, in this room, Song Qingshu brazenly tore off the mask that he had put on for many years in front of him, and sneered at his feelings for him. That hideous face still chills him.But only a few days later, someone came to persuade him, saying how much he loved him.The ridiculous thing is that he himself would rather believe what others said than what Song Qingshu himself said.In vain, he thinks highly of himself, is known as the Seven Heroes of Wudang, and bears the heavy responsibility of the beggar gang. He always thinks that he is a hero with no shame, but it turns out that he is so weak and can't let go!

Before that mocking smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, Mo Shenggu was startled again.If Qing Shu is really the kind of person who is deeply scheming for fame, why would he let himself know?Is it because I worry that I will pester him endlessly and damage his reputation?impossible!He knew that I would not go back to Wudang again!He's so smart, he wouldn't know it!Why do you want to do this?What good does it do him?The so-called past life and present life are illusory, if it is not true...if it is all made up by him... Mo Shenggu stood up suddenly, and he didn't even care about falling over the chair, and walked towards Sun Zong's bedroom in three steps at a time. Go for a big walk.

In the middle of the night, the door was smashed open by the gang leader. Even though Sun Zong was just a six-pocket elder with a low seniority in the beggar gang, he was obviously not happy.Hearing that Mo Shenggu asked him about Song Qingshu's whereabouts, Sun Zong instinctively gave him a look of "I knew it earlier", and found the news from the beggar gang disciples in the past few days from the cabinet and passed it to Mo Shenggu. Then wrapped the quilt and fell asleep again.

Mo Shenggu was anxious to know Song Qingshu's whereabouts, and he didn't care about Sun Zong, just walked out holding that few words.It was too late to go back to the room to light the lamp, but he stood outside Sun Zong's house and read carefully by the moonlight.

On the seventh day of October, Song Shaoxia was found fifty miles south of Hangzhou. He looked haggard and seemed to be ill.

On the ninth day of October, I went to Linglong Town and got very drunk.

On October [-]th, I went to Jinxi Village, got very drunk, slept in the wild, and coughed day and night.

On October [-]th, I went to Wanjia Village, got drunk, and entered the money gambling house.That night, the casino was closed.

Today is October [-]th, and no news has come.After a few sentences, Mo Shenggu became more and more annoyed, and he crumpled the pieces of paper casually.After a while, he let go of his palm, only to see a lot of paper scraps floating with the wind.Mo Shenggu returned to the house again, scribbled down a few sentences for Elder Feng, and left Hangzhou overnight.

The author has something to say:

Director: Mo Qixia, if someone wants to reject you, he will not hesitate to let you see his ugliest side.Then it's not that he doesn't love you, but he really loves you!Of course, the brain circuit is a bit different from ordinary people.

Seventh Uncle: ...