Fragrance Stealer

"Patriarch's affairs are finished so quickly?" Song Qingshu asked in surprise when he recognized the other party as Patriarch Sunflower.

"The people from the Red Flower Society colluded with Southern Shaolin to trick me out last time. Thanks to you for saving the little emperor." Sunflower Patriarch seemed to be talking about a very common thing. Humanly speaking, there is really nothing that can move him.

Song Qingshu remembered that the Sunflower Patriarch said last time that the reason why he protected Kangxi was because of the real dragon spirit in Kangxi, which would help him cultivate the Sunflower Book. "Old Ancestor, there is a question that I don't quite understand. You need the real dragon's aura. It stands to reason that Temujin has more real dragon's aura. Why don't you go to him?"

"Genghis Khan is indeed good, but it's a pity that he has too much desire to conquer, and has been fighting north and south on horseback. My ancestor, I have old arms and legs, and I really don't want to run around with him. Among the remaining emperors, the rest The emperor's air is full of decay, but Kangxi is thriving here, and I am used to life in the Forbidden City, and I don't bother to change places." Sunflower Patriarch explained slowly, his voice was as sharp as fingernails on glass Unpleasant, Song Qingshu frowned.

"What advice does the ancestor ask me this time?" Song Qingshu knew that the ancestor Sunflower had always lived in the shadows like a ghost, and would not show himself in front of people unless there was something important to do.

"Boy, you also know that my ancestor is quite good at the art of gazing. Just now I saw a black aura gathering on your head in the imperial study. I think you have had a catastrophe recently. I want to get to know each other. The ancestor kindly reminded me." Take care of yourself, you can take care of yourself." Sunflower Old Ancestor laughed dryly, then quickly turned around and disappeared in place.

"Benefactor, I think Yintang is black, and there is a bloody disaster recently..." Song Qingshu seemed to hear the lines of those bluffing and deceiving people on the road in his previous life, "If you are really so capable, why didn't you expect Kangxi to be assassinated last time?" Song Qingshu Shaking his head, he didn't take Sunflower Patriarch's words to heart.

After leaving the palace, Song Qingshu wanted to go to the Viscount's mansion to see Shuang'er, but worried that the other party was too thin-skinned and didn't know what to say when they met, so he decided to go directly out of the city to Heimuya, letting time dilute the two. Human embarrassment.

Song Qingshu rode his horse all the way to the west, and two days later, he came to a place more than [-] miles northwest of Pingding Prefecture. He saw the rocks were as red as blood, and there was a long beach with fast-flowing water. He asked the local residents and learned that this place was called Gorilla Beach. The cliff is not far away.

Going further north, it didn't take long for Song Qingshu to see the mountain gate of the Sun Moon God Sect from a distance. The stone walls on both sides were like walls, and there was only a stone path about five feet wide in the middle. Step forward.

"Who dares to break into the main altar of the Sun Moon God Sect!" The guards quickly noticed Song Qingshu and stopped him with a knife.

"Please also pass on to your Eastern leader that her friend Song Qingshu has something to ask for." Song Qingshu jumped off the horse and cupped his hands at them.

"Song Qingshu? I haven't heard of it," the guards discussed with each other for a while, looking at him with an unfriendly expression, "You said you are a friend of the Eastern Hierarch?"

"Exactly!" Song Qingshu replied even though he noticed something wrong.

The guards all thought to themselves: There are only a handful of friends of the leader, which one of us can't recognize the elders on the mountain?This person dared to pretend to be a friend of the leader. If it spreads out and the people on the mountain track him down, we will lose our lives.Glancing at each other, they swung their knives at Song Qingshu in unison.

Song Qingshu had been prepared for a long time, a ladder cloud jumped over their heads, looked up to the mountain, only to see the clouds and mist, and couldn't see anything clearly, wondering in his heart: "Could it be that they are allowed to go one step earlier?" , Already took control of Heimuya? No, I have to go up and have a look."

Worried about Dongfang Bubai's life and death in his heart, Song Qingshu used lightness kung fu and rushed up the mountain.

The main altar of the Sun Moon God Sect is heavily guarded, and the way up the mountain is strictly guarded by one man. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to break through the mountain road of about five feet, but Song Qingshu's lightness kung fu is too high, and Wuhen is running quickly. The guards only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and they lost sight of the enemy before their eyes, and their swords slashed into the empty space one after another.

Encountering an unavoidable situation, Song Qingshu would lift up the ladder cloud and step on the two mountain walls to jump over the guards' heads. He went back and forth, and unexpectedly broke through the first line of defense of Heimuya.

After crossing three mountain paths, we came to a lake, where we saw vast blue waves and steaming water.Several ferry boats by the lake had received the news earlier, and they all rowed to the middle of the lake, and the congregation on board all drew their swords and concentrated on their guard.

Sensing that the pursuers behind him were getting closer, Song Qingshu smiled: "In the past, there was a miracle of Bodhidharma crossing the river with a reed. Today, you are not talented. Let's imitate the sages." He drew out his wooden sword, and moved his true energy to the other side of the lake. Sent, the wooden sword shot out like a sharp arrow.Song Qingshu kicked his feet, and chased after him with lightness kung fu.Stepped a few times on the surface of the water, stepped on the wooden sword with one foot, one person with one sword, leaped across the lake like a long wind and waves, leaving only the horrified congregation behind.

"There is a saying in "Sun Tzu's Art of War": the disease caused by the flood, as for the boulders, it is the force." Song Qingshu, who stepped on the opposite side, finally understood why Feng Qingyang was able to fly with a sword on a full moon night, and why stones could float on the water. In the same way, the key is speed.It's just that this method can only be used for short-distance sprints, but it is absolutely impossible to fly around the world with the sword.

Reminiscing about the subtle tenderness that came back from the water when his toes stepped on the water just now, Song Qingshu seemed to have realized something, "It is said that during the Republic of China, there was a master of Chinese martial arts who could walk on water with his feet above his knees. With superb internal strength and peerless lightness kung fu, why can he only rely on speed to float on the water? Could it be that he didn't make good use of the power in the water... Since the power of water can be used, if he can make full use of the wind in the air, he will be able to resist It's not impossible for the sword to fly..."

Seeing that the pursuers had been thrown far away, Song Qingshu continued to move forward while thinking, and it didn't take long before he came across an iron gate, and the guard stepped forward and shouted: "Password!"

Song Qingshu secretly groaned, he didn't know the password, it seemed that he had to force his way in, and he replied casually: "Wenchengwude."

Unexpectedly, the other party obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "Benevolence, righteousness and wisdom."

"It's really a blind cat meeting a dead mouse." Song Qingshu didn't expect to be able to guess it right, and his face beamed with joy, "The dead eunuch also said that my seal is black, this is obviously a lucky star, and I am lucky. "

"And the waist card?" Before he could finish his joy, the guard stretched out his hand and spread it in front of him.

"Uh, I'll circle you around!" Song Qingshu felt at this moment that someone was playing with him, cursed, drew out his wooden sword, and rushed over.

Chapter 154

Song Qingshu's wooden sword is designed to stab people's acupoints. The person stabbed by the force will often go numb all over his body, and will lose his fighting power in an instant, but he will not hurt his life. He comes from the modern society, and after all, he can't treat human life like nothing. .

The alarm bell rang out on the mountain, but Song Qingshu didn't care, he even broke through three iron gates, came to a cliff perpendicular to the ground, noticed the bamboo basket hanging in mid-air, and realized that on the top of the cliff was the Sun Moon God Sect. The center has become the Hall of Virtue.

Although the bamboo baskets had already been received in mid-air due to the alarm, Song Qingshu was not troubled by this. For him, it was much easier to rely on solid soil than weak and impermanent water.

He directly lifted the ladder cloud and jumped up, feeling that his strength was about to be exhausted, so he tiptoed a little on the cliff, and he could jump up a lot.

On the way, you can see pieces of light clouds drifting over your head. After a while, you will be immersed in the clouds and the people below will no longer be able to see them.

After taking four breaths on the way, Song Qingshu finally came to the top of the cliff. The first thing he saw was a huge archway of white marble. On the archway, the four golden characters "Zebei Cangsheng" shone golden in the sun, which made people awe-inspiring. Respectfully.Song Qingshu laughed secretly: Dongfang Bubai's ostentation is indeed unmatched in the martial arts.Shaolin and Songshan can't hold a candle to them, Huashan and Hengshan are even worse.It can be seen from this that she has great ambitions in her chest, and she is comparable to an extraordinary leader. I don't know how Kangxi will see Dongfang Bubai in his heart after seeing this scene in front of him?

The people at the top of the cliff had already been warned, and they all waited in full force. When they saw him coming up, they surrounded him in the middle. Song Qingshu didn't want to fight any more, and said loudly: "Who is in charge here? Come out and answer."

"Bao Dachu, the elder of the divine religion, what advice does your Excellency have to teach?" A short, fat middle-aged man stood out from the crowd.

Song Qingshu saw that he was breathing evenly, his eyes were radiant, and his cultivation might not be below that of the head of the Five Sacred Mountains.

"Let me do what I want, why haven't I come out?" Song Qingshu was surrounded by heavy siege, he was not worried at all, anyway, if he couldn't beat him, he would just fly away, forgiving that no one in the Sun Moon Sect could catch up with him except Dongfang Bubai.

"Are you a subordinate of that traitor Ren Woxing?" Bao Dachu asked, staring at Song Qingshu, when everyone in the Sun Moon God Sect changed their faces when they heard Ren Woxing.

Seeing him calling Ren Woxing by his name, Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Ren Woxing and his party hadn't attacked the mountain yet, so he said kindly, "It seems to be a misunderstanding. I'm a friend of your Eastern leader. I hope Elder Bao will pass it on."

Bao Dachu didn't dare to believe him, and motioned his subordinates to surround him: "If you want to see the leader, you can arrest him first." Song Qingshu didn't want to fight with these subordinates who were loyal to Dongfang Bubai, so he let me do it for nothing, seeing them rushing up, he quickly jumped up , jumped to the top of the Chengde Hall, took a deep breath, used the method of the lion's roar and roared: "Dongfang Bubai, I came all the way to help you, is this how you greet your friends? If you don't care about these disciples and grandchildren If you are damaged, I can play with you." The voice was like a bell, and it spread throughout the cliff top.

"Bold! How dare you call the leader's name directly." Hearing him yelling in the hall, a group of believers below changed their expressions and were about to jump on the roof to arrest him, when a majestic voice came from a distance: "Bao Dachu, Send him to see this seat."

As a result, all members of the Sun Moon God Sect put down their weapons one after another, although they were puzzled, they did not dare to disobey the leader's order.

"My lord, please!" Bao Dachu had never seen anyone dare to talk to the leader like this, and he didn't seem to blame the leader from the tone of the leader. Could it be that he is really a friend of the leader?But I have been in God's religion for many years, and I have never heard of this person.

A Zishan messenger came out to lead the way, Song Qingshu followed behind, walked to the back of Chengde Hall, passed a long corridor, entered a garden, and walked into a small stone house in the west.The purple shirt messenger stopped and pushed the left wall. The wall turned out to be alive, revealing a door.There was still an iron gate inside, and the Zishan messenger took out a bunch of keys from his side, opened the iron gate, and there was a tunnel inside.Song Qingshu followed him all the way down the tunnel.A few oil lamps were lit on both sides of the tunnel, and the lights were as dim as beans, and the place was gloomy.I couldn't help but keep my guard up: "The old eunuch said that I had a catastrophe, could it be that the woman in the east was jealous of what happened last time, and she tricked me into the dungeon out of embarrassment, and locked me up like Guan Ren Woxing for a lifetime?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, Song Qingshu was secretly annoyed that he was too careless, he was hesitating whether to go back the same way, but after turning a few turns, the front suddenly opened up, revealing the sky.Song Qingshu suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers and felt refreshed.Coming out of the tunnel, one finds oneself in a very exquisite small garden, with red plums and green bamboos, green pines and green cypresses, arranged with great ingenuity, several pairs of mandarin ducks swim leisurely in the pond, and there are four white cranes beside the pond.

Song Qingshu never expected to see such beautiful scenery, and secretly smiled in his heart: No matter how majestic Dongfang Bubai is, he is still a woman at heart.Bypassing a pile of rockery, a large flower garden is full of crimson and pink roses, competing for beauty and beauty.

The purple-clothed envoy had already retreated. Song Qingshu stared at an elegant small house in the sea of ​​flowers, and smiled: "Miss Dongfang, I heard that the former director of your school has returned to the rivers and lakes, and I am here to help the girl."

"Why are you standing so far away? Why, since you have the guts to break into the main altar of my God Cult, why don't you have the guts to enter this small cabin now?" There was a sneer from the room, but there was a hint of arrogance in the softness.

"Ms. Dongfang is finally willing to talk to me with her original voice." Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he heard the sound, and walked forward, "I heard your rough male voice before, even though I knew you were a woman, I still couldn't handle it... .”

"Whoosh!" Song Qingshu's face changed drastically, and he quickly turned over with a kite, avoiding the embroidery needles that were shooting towards him.Before he breathed a sigh of relief, another silver needle pierced the big hole on his chest as if predicting his position.Song Qingshu was lying on the ground at this moment, with nowhere to borrow his strength, so he had to roll around like a lazy donkey, dodging dangerously.But just now, all the way up, the clothes that did not stick to the body are now covered with mud.Song Qingshu was furious in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand angrily, when the third embroidery needle arrived in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, like a maggot on the tarsus bone.

"Hmph!" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and stood there without dodging or avoiding.

"Huh?" There was an exclamation from the house, and another silver needle shot out, and it came first, and suddenly missed the previous embroidery needle, looking at the stone where the two embroidery needles were inserted. Like a rotten tree, Song Qingshu's face twitched.

"With your martial arts, you can obviously dodge it, why stand still?" Xiaoshe's door curtain was raised, and Dongfang Bubai asked angrily standing at the door.

Chapter 155

At that moment, Song Qingshu's anger dissipated, and he was slightly distracted, because Dongfang Bubai was actually dressed in women's clothing, wearing a set of crimson thongs and Quju deep clothes.Although he knew that Dongfang Invincible had shaken the Jianghu for decades, and his age would definitely not be too young, but there was no trace of age on that pretty face at all, it looked as if... seventeen or eighteen years old, exactly The age of "Brilliant and shining, with black eyebrows".

Song Qingshu looked carefully, his hair was like a spring mountain, his cheeks were full like a lotus, and his skin was soft and smooth, surpassing the curdling fat, and he was born with a charming and romantic appearance.

"If you look at me with that lustful look again, I will dig out your eyeballs." Noticing Song Qingshu's expression, Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, then turned and walked into the house.