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

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu finally stopped sobbing, and noticed that the skirt of Mo Shenggu's chest was already wet, he couldn't help blushing, and turned his head hastily, not daring to look at Mo Shenggu.

But Mo Shenggu didn't laugh at him, just stretched out his hand to pat his back, and said warmly: "Go and wash up." He took the medicine bag on the table and started to decoct the medicine.After the decoction was ready, Mo Shenggu handed the medicine bowl to Song Qingshu who had already cleaned himself up, and said seriously: "Rest well tonight, and we will start again when the rain stops. When we send you back to Wudang, Uncle Seven will It's time to go back to Hangzhou. What happened before is like a big dream, Qing Shu, forget about it!"

Song Qingshu was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't dare to ask Mo Shenggu whether the so-called "before" refers to the previous life or this life.Hearing Mo Shenggu urging him to drink the medicine, he hurriedly lowered his head, only to feel that the bowl of soup in his hand was hard to swallow.

After dinner, the two went back to their rooms to rest.Song Qingshu tossed and turned with something in his mind, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what, so he immediately sat up under the quilt.After a while, he vaguely heard the lighting of a lamp from the next room, and it turned out that Mo Shenggu was not asleep either.Song Qingshu hurriedly jumped out of bed, ran to Mo Shenggu's room, and rushed in before knocking on the door.

Seeing Song Qingshu barging into his room without hesitation, wearing only his coat, Mo Shenggu was also startled, couldn't help but looked up at him, and didn't speak for a while.

Seeing Mo Shenggu looking at him calmly, Song Qingshu felt guilty for some reason, and said with great difficulty: "I...I...we..." He couldn't utter a few words after muttering for a long time, and couldn't help feeling discouraged , finally depressed. "Grand Master and Dad miss Uncle Qi very much. Even though Uncle Qi is the leader of the Beggar Clan, he should visit his master's gate from time to time. If Uncle Qi doesn't want to see me, I can stay far away or leave Wudang. As long as the seventh uncle is alive, my nephew has no complaints."

Mo Shenggu didn't answer, just stared silently at the candlelight in front of him, and said after a long time: "Qing Shu, I didn't die by your hand in the last life. Even if I have committed crimes, the compensation for these years is enough. You don’t have to feel guilty and give in endlessly like this.”

Song Qingshu shook his head silently, and replied in a low voice: "It's not because of guilt. Maybe it was at the beginning, but now it's no longer the case. I want to kill the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, not because I'm afraid that Wang Baobao will see through my tricks, but because ……because……"

"It's because you don't know how to face Uncle Qi, so you want to die again, isn't it?" Mo Shenggu said coldly.

"...No, that's not the case." Song Qingshu's eyes were hot again, but he held it back. "That night, I secretly drew pictures on Uncle Seven's face, and the elders Xuanming saw them. I...I...I thought they suddenly laughed because..."

"Enough!" Mo Shenggu understood immediately, stood up abruptly, grabbed Song Qingshu's arm and pushed it away. "It's too late, go back and rest!"

Song Qingshu refused to leave, and just stood there looking at Mo Shenggu and said softly: "I finally understood, but Qi Shu didn't dare to listen. Since he didn't dare, why did he tell Third Uncle?" Mo Shenggu froze for a while. There was silence, only Song Qingshu said again. "Let me tell Uncle Qi that if you like someone, you are happy in your heart. Even if you know it is wrong, you are willing to let people know. But anyone can be wrong, but I can't. You can't let people know, you can't let people see, even say You can't say it either." In the last life, Zhou Zhiruo refused to listen to him, and she didn't expect it to be the same in this life.Song Qingshu sighed lightly, and didn't want Mo Shenggu to drive him away, so he went outside the door by himself.

Mo Shenggu knew that he should calm down and watch him go.As long as tonight is over, everything will be over, and everything will return to the original.But he couldn't bear it after all.The treasure at your fingertips is so precious, how can you let it go easily?He took a step forward and grabbed Song Qingshu's arm tightly.

Song Qingshu hurriedly turned his head, but saw Mo Shenggu was looking at him with piercing eyes, his eyes were so hot, as if he was the only one in the world, and he was all he needed.Song Qingshu silently looked at him for a few breaths, only to feel that the blood in his heart was surging, as if it could turn into tears anytime, anywhere.He has gone through two lives, and finally there is someone who is willing to treat him with sincerity, even if he is wrong, he has no regrets.

Song Qingshu only felt his heart sink slightly, calmly ironing the post, then leaned forward and touched Mo Shenggu's lips lightly if there was nothing.Mo Shenggu was shocked all over, but he didn't avoid this obviously outrageous move.However, Song Qingshu's courage didn't stop there. He raised his head and looked at Mo Shenggu cautiously. His eyes were so docile and innocent, it instantly reminded Mo Shenggu of picking up flowers in the mountains when he was a child. Here comes the kitten.It's only so small, and it has no ability to resist the good and evil thoughts in this world. It just stands in his palm like a skinny one, waiting for his pampering and care.Mo Shenggu grasped Song Qingshu's arm with five fingers gradually, and suddenly pulled Song Qingshu into his arms.

This night, the rain stayed away, and the continuous drizzle continued for a whole night, and it didn't stop until dawn.

In the evening of the next day, a fast horse rushed down from the foot of Wudang Mountain, and the two Wudang disciples who were in charge of guarding the mountain ran straight towards them.Over the years, the Wudang faction has become more and more powerful, very few people have dared to gallop like this under Wudang Mountain.The two were about to step forward to stop them, but they saw the man on the horse suddenly yelled softly and pulled the rein vigorously, and the galloping horse flew over the two of them.Before the two could get angry, a sentence floated in the air: "Sibian, Jingbai, I have something important to do, I will apologize to you later!"

Chen Sibian and Ji Jingbai, two disciples of the third generation of Wudang, immediately recognized the voice of the person who came, and shouted in surprise and joy: "Senior Brother Song, it is Brother Song who has returned!" Song Qingshu put on the horse's back, flew up to Wudang Mountain, lifted up the ladder cloud, and ran straight to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Xu time has passed, and the Wudang disciples have finished their homework for the day and went back to their rooms to rest.Song Qingshu rushed to the dripping eaves, only to see Dao Tong Lingxi cleaning the incense table and cleaning the incense burner.Lingxi was also surprised to see Song Qingshu rushing up the mountain at this time, put down the business in hand, stepped forward and saluted.Seeing that Song Qingshu was pale and dusty, he was even more surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Song, why did you come back in such a hurry? But what's the matter?"

Song Qingshu didn't have time to answer him at all, he held the door frame with one hand, took a deep breath, and asked, "Where's Grand Master?"

Lingxi only thought the matter was urgent, and hurriedly replied: "Grandpa Patriarch has retreated three days ago."

Song Qingshu's heart sank, he secretly complained, and asked again: "Where are the third uncle, fourth uncle and sixth uncle?"

When Song Qingshu asked this sentence, Lingxi looked at him in surprise, and a bad idea inexplicably floated in his heart.He still remembered that whenever Song Qingshu made a mistake when he was a child, he always rushed to rescue soldiers like this.The patriarch had always doted on him, and the third, fourth, and sixth uncles were close to him, and they always had a bit of protection.But the uncle, the second uncle and the seventh uncle have always been strict with him, so if he gets into trouble, he never asks the whereabouts of these three people. "The Fourth Master Uncle is still in retreat. The Sixth Master Uncle and Master Aunt have brought Rongyang down the mountain. Are you going to invite the Third Master Uncle?"

Based on Lingxi's understanding of Song Qingshu, if Song Qingshu used to be, he would immediately go to the third uncle for help.But this time, he just looked down at the ground as if undecided, and after a while he asked again: "Which elder is on duty today?"

Before Song Qingshu finished speaking, Song Yuanqiao came out from the apse, and said pleasantly, "Qingshu, you're back!"

Song Qingshu's expression froze slightly, but when he turned around, his expression was as usual.I saw him catch up a few steps, knelt down on one knee, saluted Song Yuanqiao and said, "I've seen Daddy!"

"Get up!" Before Song Qingshu's knees touched the ground, Song Yuanqiao had already lifted Aizi up, looked around, and then sighed, "You still lost a lot of weight! What about your seventh uncle, why didn't you stay with you before?" return?"

Song Qingshu's eyes trembled slightly when he heard the words, and he was silent for a moment before replying: "Uncle Qi... Uncle Qi has something to do, so he has already returned to the Beggars' Gang." After a pause, he said again. "Daddy, the child has something to say."

Seeing Song Qingshu's solemn expression, Song Yuanqiao thought that there was something important that should not be passed on to others, so he held Song Qingshu's hand and said, "Come, follow me back to the room!" After saying that, he took him to his dining hall go.

After Song Yuanqiao and his son left, Lingxi still stood there for a while, recalling Song Qingshu's expression, he felt suspicious, and turned to look for Mingzhan.

Song Yuanqiao had just returned to the Zhaitang with his beloved son, before he could ask questions, he saw Song Qingshu kneeling in front of him with his robe off, and said in a low voice: "Daddy, the child made a big mistake because of love, please punish him!"

Seeing Song Qingshu's serious expression, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help being slightly taken aback.He stared at Song Qingshu for a long time, but Song Qingshu did not dare to raise his head to look at him no matter what, he just looked down at the ground, his black eyelashes trembling, obviously fearful and trying to endure.Song Yuanqiao is Song Qingshu's biological father, he knows him very well, and immediately knows what he said is true.His heart sank heavily, and he immediately asked sharply: "What's going on here? How did you get trapped by love? How did you make such a big mistake?"

Song Qingshu saw that Song Yuanqiao's expression was solemn, and fine cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead. "Daddy, baby...baby..." He knew very well that Song Yuanqiao had followed the rules all his life, and that his mistakes Song Yuanqiao would never forgive, so he couldn't utter a single word after muttering for a long time.

"Say!" Song Yuanqiao clapped a few cases vigorously and shouted loudly.

"I...I..." Song Qingshu trembled all over, his heart was beating wildly, but he couldn't make a sound no matter what.Stealing a glimpse of the moon shadow moving eastward outside the window, he knew that Uncle Qi would come back at any time, and he really didn't dare to think about what would happen then, so he could only calm down and said quickly: "My child has delusional thoughts about Uncle Qi, and it's an insult to Wudang's family. Daddy please punish me!"

"What?" Song Yuanqiao was caught off guard, staring at Song Qingshu as if seeing a ghost in the daytime, and asked in disbelief, "Who is it? Say it again?"

How could Song Qingshu dare to say it again, he just took off the long sword hanging from his waist and raised his hands above his head, saying: "Please punish me, Daddy!"

Song Yuanqiao staggered and took two steps back. He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and had reached the level of a master, but now he was dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't even stand still, and he fell hard into the seat beside him.

"Daddy!" Song Qingshu cried out in surprise, and stepped forward to help him.

At this moment, Song Yuanqiao's qi and blood were surging, and his internal breath was scattered, which was already a sign of madness.But when he saw Song Qingshu reaching out to help him, he immediately broke away from his arm with disgust on his face, and shouted angrily: "Get out!" Before he finished speaking, a heavy slap fell on Song Qingshu's face.

"Daddy!" Song Qingshu didn't dare to dodge at all, he supported Song Yuanqiao's arm against the clear palm prints on his face, put one hand against his vest, and slowly injected internal energy into the "Shentang Point" on his back to adjust his breath. "Father, punish me if you want! Don't get so angry!"

"You...you..." Song Yuanqiao felt an evil fire in his heart, and couldn't suppress it no matter what, he pushed Song Qingshu away, pointed at him angrily and shouted: "You did a good thing! Tell me! What is this? What about the time?"

Seeing Song Yuanqiao's ferocious expression, Song Qingshu was suffocated and didn't know how to answer.

Song Yuanqiao didn't need his answer either. In the blink of an eye, he only felt that his thinking was clearer than ever before, and it seemed that all the vague doubts that had shrouded his heart in the past had been explained. "You said that you let go of Zhou Zhiruo because you had feelings for your seventh uncle, didn't you? Your seventh uncle went to the Beggar Gang and didn't want to come back, just to avoid you, didn't you? You lived alone in Shaolin Elder Dou Xuanming was seriously injured, and his hair turned white all night, could it be that you forced him with your own life..."

"No! No!" Song Qingshu desperately shook his head in fear, trying to argue. "Daddy, it's not like this, it's really not! To Uncle Qi, I...I..." He was stunned speechless, but his eyes gradually turned red, and thousands of words were choked in his heart, as if he was deeply affectionate. The sea can only be wrong. "It's my unreasonable thoughts, and it has nothing to do with Uncle Seven....By the time I found out, it was already too late!"

"Too late?" Song Yuanqiao felt relieved when he heard Song Qingshu's argument.In his heart, although Song Qingshu said that he was willful and reckless, Mo Shenggu was mature and steady. Since this matter had nothing to do with Mo Shenggu, it would not be regarded as irreversible.He only heard a sneer from him, and said sarcastically: "What do you do if you confess today? Do you want me, Feng Guanxia, ​​to carry a big sedan chair, and marry you out?"

As Song Qingshu is a man, what Song Yuanqiao said is already very humiliating to him.Song Qingshu's cheeks were flushed with blood for a moment, and his thin body kneeling on the ground trembled and shed tears silently.

Seeing his son crying, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help shouting: "You still have the face to cry?"

Song Qingshu choked with tears, suddenly raised his head and said firmly: "Father, I know that Uncle Seven and I have violated the laws of nature and human relations, I... I... don't ask Daddy to be perfect, I don't ask Daddy to forgive, I just ask Daddy to forget about this matter , never mention it again. I would like to take the precepts and become a monk, and never see Uncle Seven again!"

What Song Qingshu said, Song Yuanqiao was relieved for a few minutes, staring at Song Qingshu with piercing eyes, and said word by word: "Since you know that you are wrong, I will give you a chance to correct it. I will report it to your grand master tomorrow morning. , then ask someone to match you, at your current age, it’s time to start a family, start a business, marry a wife and have children!”

Song Qingshu was startled, and immediately shook his head and said, "No! No! I'm not getting married! Daddy..." He wanted to plead, but saw Song Yuanqiao staring at him ferociously, obviously refusing to budge.His heart was cold, and he was already becoming desperate, so he couldn't help murmuring in a low voice. "Why...why? I can't see Uncle Qi...I can't see anyone...why..."

Song Yuanqiao is well aware of his son's nature, he is affectionate, and he can't let go even if he doesn't get married, and it doesn't matter whether he sees Mo Shenggu or not. "Since you can see your seventh uncle again, why can't you get married?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a while, and then he replied to himself: "Taihu Lake is in danger, I have made a solemn oath, as long as Qishu can survive the disaster, I will cut off the mortal relationship and always be with the green lamp. Daddy, please help me! "

Because people in the world regard the oath very seriously, they would rather die than break the oath.The Seven Heroes of Wudang love brothers and sisters. If Song Qingshu uttered such an oath, Song Yuanqiao would only praise his son Xiaoyi, but now, he only has hatred in his heart. "Speaking of it, you don't want to get married?"

Song Qingshu understood that Song Yuanqiao could bear it no longer, but he remained silent for a long time, and finally shook his head slowly.

"Good! Good!" Song Yuanqiao sighed twice, then raised his leg and kicked Song Qingshu hard.

Song Qingshu's old wound hadn't healed yet, but Song Yuanqiao kicked him on the shoulder at this time, his complexion turned pale, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up after struggling for a long time.

Song Yuanqiao saw that his movements were stagnant and slow, because the action of propping up his arms moved his collar, revealing a little red mark on his neck, his heart moved, he rushed forward and tore open Song Qingshu's lapel.

"Daddy!" Song Qingshu cried out in shock, he didn't dare to resist, he just held on to his skirt tightly, refusing to let Song Yuanqiao do anything.

"Let go!" Song Yuanqiao gritted his teeth and ordered. With a "stab", he tore off his son's collar.As far as the eye can see, there are green and red finger marks and hickey marks on Song Qingshu's body, which makes people feel shocking when they see them.Song Yuanqiao's eyes turned black, and he panted with difficulty as if he was about to suffocate, and said angrily: "Shameless...shameless! You, you did such a thing! What use is it to keep you?" Hanguang on the ground drew his sword out of its sheath, and stabbed Song Qingshu's heart with one sword.

The author has something to say:

Director: Song Shaoxia, why are you doing this?

Qing Shu: ...Director, have you heard a word?

Director: I would like to hear more about it!

Qingshu: Get addicted and die!

director:…………