Chapter 493
Zhang Wuji asked strangely at this time: "According to this, Brother Song should have been killed by Chen Youliang. Why did Yang Zuoshi say that he died at the hands of Miejue Shitai?"

Yang Xiao replied: "My subordinates speak the truth and dare not lie to the leader. Although Song Qingshu was seriously injured by Chen Youliang, he did not die at that time. The Wudang Six Heroes used the power of the real martial arts seven-section formation to save his life. Afterwards, all the Yin Six Heroes They carried him back to Mount Wudang. After Zhang Zhenren's diagnosis and treatment, if Song Qingshu wants to save his life, he must heal his wounds with black jade ointment."

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "That's good. Black Jade Intermittent Ointment is the best healing medicine in the world, and Dragon Claw Hand is a foreigner's martial art. Although it hurt internal organs, Senior Brother Song didn't die immediately, so it should be that he didn't hurt anything special." The most important point. With my master here, and with the Black Jade Ointment I left in Wudang, his life should be safe."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiao sighed helplessly, and then said a little dumbfounded: "It was because of this black jade intermittent ointment that he died."

"Oh?" Zhang Wuji was very surprised. He asked, "Impossible. What I left on Wudang Mountain was the real Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, not the Seven Insect and Seven Flower Ointment. The third uncle and the sixth uncle were poisoned by this medicine back then. It’s cured. How can there be a fake? Could it be that the medicine has expired?”

"Ah? Expired?" Yang Xiao murmured.

Yang Xiao naturally couldn't understand such a modern word as "overdue".Seeing Yang Xiao's bewildered face, Zhang Wuji explained: "It means the medicine has lost its effect. But it's not important. Yang Zuo asked you to continue."

Yang Xiao nodded and continued: "It's not about the medicine. It's about Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu is very stubborn. He learned that you, the leader, left the black jade ointment on Wudang Mountain. He is Ning Even if I die, I will not accept the favor of the leader."

"At this time, Miejue Shitai also asked him if he would use eight to carry the big sedan chair. The Ming Dynasty is marrying Zhao Lingzhu into the Wudang Mountain Gate, turning the 'fornication' of unmarried pregnancy into a 'golden marriage' of the Ming Dynasty's marriage."

Zhang Wuji nodded and said: "Master Miejue's move is not too much, and it's a good way to deal with the aftermath. Although it's not nice to get pregnant before marriage, but since it's 'Senior Brother Song's evil', it's natural for him to deal with the aftermath. "

When Zhang Wuji said this, his conscience with a flexible moral bottom line had already begun to condemn him.

Although he is not a good person, but he has not done anything indiscriminately killing innocent people for so long.And even if he kills like hemp, he has no psychological burden.

But only about Zhao Lingzhu, he always felt guilty.

Although he found many high-sounding reasons to comfort himself. "Zhao Lingzhu spread rumors about Zhou Zhiruo first, he was trying to save face for his woman, Zhao Lingzhu is to blame." "Song Qingshu wants to kill himself, so he must get rid of him."

But the above reasons are the same as "washing powder", just looking for a high-sounding reason to do evil.This cannot deceive my sleeping conscience.

He confuses Zhao Lingzhu with the method of soul-shifting, and took her body forcibly, and then blamed Song Qingshu, making Song Qingshu, who had nothing to do with it, go on the same path of no return as before.

It can be said that Song Qingshu's death and Zhao Lingzhu's illegitimate child were caused by him.He ruined the lives of two promising young people with his own selfish desires.Otherwise, Song Qingshu, who has not gone astray, will definitely be the head of the third generation of Wudang in the future, and although Zhao Lingzhu will not inherit Emei, she will not ruin her reputation of innocence, and she will also be the senior of Emei in the future.

While accepting the "condemnation" of his conscience, Zhang Wuji continued to listen to Yang Xiao's story behind.

"But this kid really doesn't know what kind of demon he is possessed. He is obsessed with Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji was being condemned by his "conscience".The feeling of indebtedness towards Song Qingshu and Zhao Lingzhu dissipated in an instant.

"His life is at stake, and he refuses to apply medicine to continue his life, and he refuses to marry Zhao Lingzhu as his wife. This makes Song Daxia, Zhang Zhenzhen and others helpless. But the old thief Nijue sees that Song Qingshu is looking for the abandoned disciple of Miss Zhou, Thinking of what happened to Xiaofu back then, I feel angry and annoyed."

"And that Song Qingshu, in order to alleviate his pain, even begged Miejue Shitai to kill him. Zhang Zhenzhen and Song Daxia knew that Song Qingshu wanted to die. A person who wants to die cannot be saved. Instead of letting him continue to suffer, It’s better to let him pass birth earlier.”

"But Song Qingshu is the first disciple of the three generations of Wudang, and he is the only son of Song Daxia. Although Zhang Zhenren and Song Daxia were also annoyed by Song Qingshu's betrayal of the master, they couldn't do it. In the end, Song Daxia couldn't bear his son's painful struggle, so he signaled Master Miejue Too hands-on."

"Master Miejue was originally angry because Song Qingshu was thinking of Miss Zhou, and immediately struck down with his palm, shattering Song Qingshu's heavenly spirit, and Song Qingshu died. But according to Yin Liuxia, even before he died, he still faintly shouted 'Zhiruo'."

After Yang Xiao finished speaking, he couldn't laugh or cry again.He couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect this kid to be so infatuated, and he was still thinking about it before he died. He really is a man in vain."

Although Zhang Wuji yelled "It's a good death" in his heart, the joy on his face was still suppressed by him forcefully.

Therefore, the expression on Zhang Wuji's face is very strange now, a smile is not a smile, a cry is not a cry, the whole face seems to be congealed but not congealed, and it seems to be stiff but not stiff.

Seeing Zhang Wuji's weird expression, Yang Xiao also sighed and said: "Oh! After all, the leader and that Song Shaoxia were in the same school, and it is right to feel sorry for him. However, it has been a year since this incident, and there is still more than enough time. Song Qingshu's tomb is afraid Yes, I did it long ago. There is no need for the leader to be hurt. If the leader has leisure in the future, he can go back to Wudang Mountain to have a look."

At this moment, Zhang Wuji finally suppressed his smile, and then he pretended to be sad and said: "Oh! God is really jealous of talents. Although Brother Song made mistakes first, he just corrected his mistakes. Why is this so? ? Besides, he is prejudiced against me, so why waste his own life?"

Then Zhang Wuji covered his face with his sleeve, as if wiping away the "tears" from his face.But in fact Zhang Wuji finally laughed out under the cover of his sleeves.Although he didn't laugh out loud, a little smile on his face didn't make him uncomfortable.

When Yang Xiao saw Zhang Wuji like this, he still felt in his heart that Zhang Wuji was really a kind and righteous person, even if the other party treated him badly, he still treated him with sincerity.

Zhang Wuji put down his robe sleeve after laughing enough, and he laughed dryly until tears came out.Seeing the tears in Zhang Wuji's eyes, Yang Xiao gave Zhang Wuji a thumbs up in his heart.

Zhang Wuji let out a long breath, and calmed down his excited mood.Then he looked at Yang Xiao and asked: "By the way, Yang Zuoshi, did the sixth uncle talk about the end of the Emei school's Zhao Nuxia? Did she stay in Wudang? Or did she follow Miejue Shitai back to Emei?"

(End of this chapter)

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