Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

Morning exercise is over.

Song Qingshu was thinking a lot on his way back. Zhang Wuji also noticed it and followed behind silently.

After a long time.

Song Qingshu sighed: "I can't figure it out."

"Too complicated."

He really couldn't figure it out. What the Grand Master said today was too big.

Are there experts in Yuanshi? He is also very powerful, even the Grand Master attaches great importance to him.

this……

"Brother Qingshu, what can't you figure out? If you can't figure it out, let's ask the Grand Master. The Grand Master will definitely know." Zhang Wuji said with some curiosity.

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji's innocent eyes and smiled: "It's okay."

"I'll think about it slowly."

"We won't catch fish today, we will read books."

"Okay." Zhang Wuji didn't refute, but a little disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Song Qingshu also knew that although Zhang Wuji was sensible, he was still a child after all.

Playing is natural.

"We read after morning exercise, go hunting and catching fish after lunch, and go to bed after reading at night."

"How about it."

Zhang Wuji's disappointed eyes brightened again: "Okay!"

"Let's go study!"

A smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips.

He didn't even know how many books there were in Wudang Mountain, which was enough for this little guy to study.

"If you get up early, you are too busy."

Originally, he thought that Zhang Wuji would rest more when he was busy reading and studying.

But he was wrong.

He underestimated Zhang Wuji's studiousness, and this guy was still like this every day.

Except for catching fish and hunting like a child in the afternoon, the rest of the time is like a little adult.

Another month passed like this, and Song Qingshu was still thinking about how to suppress this little guy.

But something unexpected happened.

Zhang Wuji fainted!

The cold poison took effect.

In the room, Grand Master was following Zhang Wuji, and Song Qingshu was watching from the side.

After a long time, Zhang Wuji fell asleep.

"Qingshu, Wuji's condition is getting more and more serious. He may have to move less in the future."

"Rest more."

"This kind of coma can happen at any time."

Song Qingshu's heart tightened, it happened so soon.

"I understand, Grand Master."

In the next six months, Song Qingshu directly adopted compulsory measures. Except for morning exercises, Zhang Wuji rarely exercised strenuously at other times.

Compulsory rest at night.

Zhang Wuji also knew that his body was no longer running as freely and happily as before.

A year has passed by in a hurry.

Zhang Wuji's body is getting weaker and weaker, and all kinds of precious medicinal materials, such as century-old ginseng, poria, etc., are of no use.

At this time, everyone in Wudang except Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, went out.

On the one hand, they are looking for treatment methods and medicinal materials for Zhang Wuji, and on the other hand, they are looking for the murderer who murdered his third uncle Yu Daiyan.

"Third uncle!"

"Third uncle!"

On this day, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji came to the room of their third uncle Yu Daiyan again.

The place where the two of them go most these days is the third uncle's room.

"Okay, okay." Yu Daiyan looked at the two of them with great joy on his face.

In the company of Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, the knot in my heart that I had felt at the beginning gradually relaxed.

Every time I see Zhang Wuji's weak body, I feel worried.

"Where did you go to play today?"

Song Qingshu poured a glass of water aside, and Zhang Wuji spoke quickly.

"We caught two fish today, very big, very big."

"Then there was the rabbit, but we let him go."

"Brother Qingshu said this is the one we caught a few days ago, and we have released it several times."

"Also, Junior Brother He and the others brought me candy."

"It's delicious."

"..."

Zhang Wuji recounted, while Yu Daiyan and Song Qingshu listened quietly.

This has become a habit many times.

Shortly after……

Song Yuanqiao came to the room and saw Wuji here. The frown on his face relaxed.

"Wuji is here too."

"I came to see your third uncle again."

"Yes." Zhang Wuji nodded obediently.

Song Yuanqiao smiled and touched Zhang Wuji's head, then looked at Song Qingshu: "Qingshu, come out."

Song Qingshu followed and walked out.

The two of them came to the side room.

After Song Yuanqiao entered, he said: "Close the door."

Song Qingshu was shocked. What big thing happened? Wudang is still closed?

After closing the door, he sat down and looked at Song Yuanqiao.

"What happened?"

Song Yuanqiao sighed and said, "Wuji's injury is getting more and more serious. The only way to cure it is with the Nine Yang Magic Skill."

"So, Master Yi Tai wrote a letter hoping to exchange the Nine-Yang Divine Art with the Emei Sect."

"Rejected?" Song Qingshu said.

Song Yuanqiao nodded: "The letter was not opened. Master Miejie is in retreat, so the letter was returned intact."

Song Qingshu already knew this result.

"Master Tai, have you got any new ideas? Or are you asking me to pay attention to something when taking care of Wuji?"

"No." After Song Yuanqiao responded, he looked at Song Qingshu for a long time.

Song Qingshu looked at his father's eyes and his heart went crazy. His father had never looked at him like this before.

"Father...what is going on?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Emei Sect Ji Xiaofu is missing."

"The Emei Sect has been looking for him for a long time but has not found anyone. Your sixth uncle is now looking everywhere and has gone to Ji Mansion."

Song Qingshu was still confused: "This has nothing to do with me."

Song Yuanqiao did not ask questions, but looked at Song Qingshu and asked: "Do you remember the senior sister of the Emei Sect?"

"Ding Minjun?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively.

"Yes." Song Yuanqiao continued: "What do you think?"

"How?" Song Qingshu was confused, what does this mean?

What is this for?

"Father...what exactly are you going to say?"

The room was extremely quiet at this time.

After a long while, Song Yuanqiao finally spoke: "Someone saw Ji Xiaofu with people from the Ming Cult."

"So...it may be more bad than good."

"I'm afraid this marriage is gone."

"So, when Ding Minjun came over at this time, in addition to informing Ji Xiaofu, he also wanted to marry Wudang again!"

"Your great master once had a relationship with Emei Guo Nvxia, so this can be regarded as a continuation."

"What... does this have to do with me?" Song Qingshu was even more puzzled.

"Who is the marriage partner?"

"You and Ding Minjun!" Song Yuanqiao said solemnly.

"Ding Minjun is about the same size as your Aunt Ji Xiaofu. He started half a year earlier than your Aunt Ji Xiaofu. He is now a little over 19."

"Although she is a few years older than you, it doesn't matter!"

"You are already 14 now and will soon be 15."

Phew~~

Song Qingshu immediately jumped up and started a marriage?

Ding Minjun?

What a stupid joke to start.

Who is that person, a viper and a poisonous woman?

Putting all this aside, find a woman to marry? How is this possible? A beautiful life has not yet begun.

"Father, do you know who Ding Minjun is?"

"And...I'm only 14 years old!"

"this……"

"It's a little early."

"Sit down!" Song Yuanqiao gave Song Qingshu a rare shout.

"How dignified!"

Song Qingshu had a look of helplessness on his face. Could he not be excited?

That's Ding Minjun, and it's also related to marriage.

"Father, I disagree."

Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice: "Reason?"

"I've never seen it, how do I know if I like it or not?" Song Qingshu said directly.

"Besides, Ding Minjun is the senior sister of Emei, and she will take over Emei in the future."

"I...don't deserve it!"

He really wanted to say that the woman was a bad person.

But there is no evidence.

According to his father's temperament, there is no evidence that he is slandering Ding Minjun, which may be counterproductive.

He has been in Wudang all year round and can't figure out what's going on with Ding Minjun now.

"Like it? It'll be better if we get along for a long time. This is not a reason." Song Yuanqiao said calmly.

"As for not being worthy, it's even more nonsense."

"Your martial arts talent is extremely high, and you are the leader of the three generations of Wudang disciples."

Song Qingshu had only one feeling at this time: the biggest crisis in decades had come.

This... sect marriage?

Or Ding Minjun?

What are you playing with?

"Father, I'm still young!"

Song Yuanqiao said: "It's just settled. We will decide when to get married."

Song Qingshu looked at his father's serious expression and said incomparably: "I don't agree!"

"I don't even agree with Potian!"

Song Yuanqiao frowned when he saw that Song Qingshu, who had been well-behaved and sensible since childhood, was so abnormal.

Song Qingshu should know that marriage is a big deal.

"Qingshu... this is a major matter between the two factions."

"Emei and Wudang have always been good friends."

"This is not child's play!"

"That Ding Minjun has a handsome face and the demeanor of a heroine. She is also the senior sister of Emei. She handles things neatly and neatly without being sloppy!"

"That woman is not bad!"

Song Qingshu just cursed in his heart. Ding Minjun was indeed pretty, and he looked good.

But who is that person? His heart is more poisonous than a snake or a scorpion.

In order to become the head of the Emei Sect, it was really a no-brainer.

"Father must insist."

Song Yuanqiao said nothing.

Song Qingshu continued to ask: "Where is Grand Master?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Your Grand Master asked me to ask for your opinion, and then I will make the decision myself."

"Marriage has always been the order of parents and the words of matchmakers since ancient times."

"I have the final say in this matter!"

The room fell silent again.

Although Song Qingshu did not respond, his face clearly expressed his rejection.

Song Yuanqiao looked at his son for a long time, shook his head, stood up and walked out.

Before going out, he looked back at Song Qingshu.

"You are not young anymore. You should know that the marriage between Emei and Wudang is a big deal."

"Think about it."