Second-generation ancestor

Song Dongyang woke up for a while, his mind was buzzing all the time.Hands clenched sticky.The surroundings were pitch black, but he didn't find it strange at all, even though the Song Mansion used to light the lamps until dawn.

He shook his neck, rubbed his eyes, and struggled to get up while supporting the ground, "Ah"... felt a dull pain all over his body.There is a rotten smell all around, sniff it carefully, and quickly take off the coat, dirty!It was so dirty.When did I, Song Dongyang, become so dirty?

A tall man, but like a panel, wrapped in a sack, making him look even thinner, he staggered along the lotus pond, finally found a place where he could reach the water with his hand, wiped his face, but was caught The bloody smell made him almost vomit acid water.

Not far away, several dead bodies were sinking and floating in the water.

His legs softened, he backed up a few steps in fright, and hurriedly touched a severed palm, and looked for it under the moonlight. It turned out to be a terrifying face, squinting his eyes to identify it, it was Xiaodie who washed him up in the morning, The young girl, with a half-broken neck, was smiling at him with her head on one side.

Song Dongyang's eyes were filled with tears instantly, he let out a long roar, and ran towards the east courtyard.

In the darkness, the sound of the flute is melodious.

A hundred years ago, good and evil were equally divided, but a few hundred years later, the magician underworld appeared and flourished for a while.The clan of descending demons, the Zhao family has been destroyed, and the Song and Bai families are left in the righteous way. There are no sects in the rivers and lakes, and the Song family is respected. There is a Ye family in the South China Sea that is neither demon nor human, just like another world.

Tonight, only the Bai family is left in the demon clan, and Song Dongyang is the only one left in the Song family.

The morning sun always knows what is good or bad, disturbing people's dreams.A night passed, like waking up from a dream.

"My lord is awake?" Opening his eyes, he saw a bright young girl with affectionate eyes.Feeling older than Xiaodie, Song Dongyang glanced again and saw the frost flower jade on the girl's waist: "Are you...the Bai family?"

The Bai family is used to treating people with gentleness and courtesy, one jade per person.

"The lowly maid, Rongzhi."

"here it is……"

"This is the other courtyard of the Bai family in Qingcheng. The young master has been asleep for five whole days."

"The Song family... where are the others?" After thinking about it, Song Dongyang didn't know how to speak.

"My lord, the head of everything is in charge, you can rest at ease..."

"I..." Before the girl could finish speaking, Song Dongyang hurriedly got up, but was crushed to the ground by the pain in his chest.

"My lord!" Rong Zhi hurriedly stretched out her hand to support her.

Song Dongyang grabbed the girl's arm, pulled it in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I ask you, does the Song family have other jobs!"

As soon as the words fell, the curtain of the inner room slowly rose, and the two of them entered the room.The middle-aged man had flickering eyebrows, a straight nose, and a plain robe that was even more heroic. The jade pendant with dragon patterns on his waist was exceptionally clear. Compared with Rong Zhi, he looked like a defective product.

The young man on the back foot has firm eyebrows and eyes, but also reveals a bit of warmth. He followed closely, but the jade pendant around his waist is slightly inferior, but it is considered excellent.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Song Dongyang: "Nephew, why is this?"

Song Dongyang sat firmly by the bed and said, "Are you Bai Shuwang?"

Bai Hao frowned. The man on the bed had no hands, was ill and was totally rude. Could it be that it was as rumored...

"Yes."

Song Dongyang glanced at the young man again, and said, "Young Master Bai Hao?"

The Bai family has always discussed morality regardless of martial arts, but there is Bai Hao among his peers. It is said that he is a rare genius in the past century. He is not only extremely talented, but also extremely intelligent.Song Dongyang looked up and down, this man's eyebrows are eyebrows, eyes are eyes, he looks good, as for the others...

"Exactly." Bai Hao held his hands in a bow.

Song Dongyang leaned against the head of the bed, found a comfortable position, and said slowly: "The master and the young master came to Qingcheng in person, the Bai family is very concerned about my Song family's affairs." In Song Dongyang's view, any etiquette is no more than four Word: sanctimonious.

"Nephew, don't worry, the Song and Bai families have been friends for generations, and the Bai family will seek justice for the Song family!"

Song Dongyang didn't respond, just asked softly: "Does the Song family have any other living?"

"When I found the leader of the Song Dynasty, although he had no breath, he was lucky to protect his heart with a breath of true energy. I have ordered my disciples to escort the leader to the thousand-year-old ice room of the Bai family in Nanping, where he was fed with special ice grass every day. Protect your life, but you need a good way to wake up. As for the others..." Bai Shuwang paused for a moment, glanced at Song Dongyang, frowned, and said in a deep regret: "I am the master, all of them have been buried in the Song family ancestor's grave. It’s too late.” After that, he cupped his fists to express his apology.

"Well, I'm hungry."

"Huh?" Bai Shuwang was surprised, "Hungry? Okay, Rong Zhi has prepared porridge and side dishes."

Rongzhi heard the sound and hurriedly sent the porridge to the inner room. Song Dongyang glanced at the two of them and said, "You..."

Bai Shuwang was a little embarrassed: "Nephew take it easy." After finishing speaking, he exited the room.

"Father..." Bai Hao said.

"Do you think that Song Dongyang is too arrogant?"

"What other people do is their business."

"Hmm..." Bai Shuwang nodded slightly, "What do you think about the Song family?"

"Leaving aside the fact that Song Jing, the leader of the exorcising demon alliance, has the body protection of the Song family's secret biography of the 'Returning to the Yuan Law', the three parents, Song Wen, Song Tao, and Song Xin, have long been famous in the Fumo clan, down to the guards, slaves, There were 66 disciples and 85 disciples who were guarding the gate and lighting the lamp. All of them were killed by more than ten sword strikes. This does not seem to be the work of Ming Sikangning. Compared with the clean and tidy destruction of the Zhao family 20 years ago, it is more like a battle with The massacre of hatred. But if it wasn't for Kang Ning, who would have the ability to destroy the Song family overnight. Maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Bai Shuwang asked.

"If there are no external enemies, there must be internal responses. The only one who survived is Song Dongyang, the bastard son who is rumored to be the most unworthy, the most stubborn and the worst among the four sons in the Song Dynasty."

Bai Shuwang sighed: "In recent years, the evil way has become more and more rampant. No matter who is responsible for the Song family's affairs, the balance between good and evil will be broken. This is just the beginning. Go ahead and continue to investigate. This matter must come to light. Otherwise..." Bai Shuwang Although he hadn't finished speaking, Bai Hao already understood it in his heart.The two families of Zhao and Song are destroyed one after another, and the next one may be...

"Son knows." Bai Hao said.

"That's right." Bai Shuwang pondered, "Keep the Xiyuan well, and meet Song Dongyang again when I have time to explore the truth."

"Yes."

"Why don't you let me go out? Am I a prisoner of your Bai family?" Such things as cursing are really low-level, but if anyone blocks Song Dongyang's way, he can do even low-level things.

"Young master." Seeing Bai Hao, Rong Zhi seemed to see the savior.

"What's the matter?"

"Young Master Song is going out of Xiyuan, to..."

"Where to go?"

"Go..." Rong Zhi muttered, embarrassed to speak.

"Go to the Rouge Pavilion, what's so embarrassing?" Song Dongyang replied calmly.

"Oh..." Bai Hao didn't know how to answer.

"It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. How about brother Bai come with me?" Song Dongyang put his arms around his shoulders and was about to walk out the door.

"Ah?" Song Dongyang slashed across in pain, "Arm...the arm is about to break! I'm inviting you to go out to relax, not to kill you, uh...Bai...Brother Bai, what are you doing?"

Bai Hao let go and apologized, "I didn't mean to."

Seeing that Bai Hao was in trouble, Rong Zhi helped him out: "Young Master Song, don't worry about it. The internal cultivation of the Bai family lies in meditation, so all martial arts practitioners should avoid contact with others."

Song Dongyang lost his patience completely, and the rascal said: "Then let me ask you, can I get out of this door today, if I can't, I will file a complaint when my fellow demon slayers come, saying that you are the Bai family, and that you are healing your wounds , secretly imprisoned, what is your intention?"

Bai Hao's face changed slightly: "Okay, I'll just accompany you."

Rong Zhi has always been clever, but she has only been in contact with Song Dongyang for a few days, and she has been lied to everything she should say and what should not be said. The young head of her family has been cultivated in poetry and books since childhood, and has always been kind, so I am afraid she will suffer disaster today.

Qingcheng is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one is near the water. The Yanhong Pavilion is just at the entrance of the water. The willows are dancing low, and the beautiful shadows are moving slowly. Ten miles away, the eyes are full of spring scenery.

The carriage was moving slowly, Song Dongyang waving his folding fan all the way, singing a ditty, looking around, wishing to fly out of the carriage.Taking a look at Bai Hao, this man was sitting upright all the way, even looking at one place, very boring.

If you are not interested, you must be amusing. Song Dongyang opened his folding fan and said, "Brother Bai doesn't know something. There are three monsters in this Qingcheng. There are flowers in the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and three grasshoppers in one dish. Is this the last monster..." See Bai Hao raised his eyes, and Song Dongyang continued, "The rouge in the Rouge Pavilion is spicy." After that, he added, "If you don't believe me, go and try it later."

"Taste? How to taste? This rouge can also be used for cooking?" Bai Hao asked.

"Ah?" Song Dongyang was stunned for a moment, couldn't help it, and still laughed so hard that his stomach ached, "Hahahaha...Brother Bai...I didn't mean to laugh at you, hahahahahaha..."

"..."

Bai Hao frowned, and made up his mind that he would never say another word along the way.

The pipa is long and the song is full of peach blossoms.Before you get there, hear its voice first.

As soon as the front curtain of the carriage was opened, the servant saw the people in the carriage, and he gave a long roar: "The fourth son of the Song family is here..." The girl holding the lamp went out to greet them, and invited them into the house.

The fireworks place has its own firework place. The whole city knows that the Song family was destroyed overnight, but it doesn't matter whether it is "present" or "not present". The four sons of the family", Huajie Liuxiang seems to be ruthless, but also sentimental.

But... the most important thing is to relieve people's worries. As soon as he entered the cabinet, Song Dongyang walked into the inner hall with ease and then went upstairs. The largest wing room was already fully prepared with good food and wine, and there were four girls standing beside the table. , each beautifully dressed, with affectionate eyebrows.

"Come on, brother Bai, sit down as you please, don't be polite!" Song Dongyang was so arrogant and flirtatious.

Bai Hao was dressed in plain clothes, and he didn't want to sit down casually, but it seemed even more inappropriate to stand, so he reluctantly walked to the inside and sat down by the window.

Song Dongyang couldn't hold back for a long time, he sang songs, danced and danced, hugged two flower girls, drank wine, and when he was in high spirits, he didn't forget to greet Bai Hao: "Brother Bai, what are you doing?" Don't move at all, the Rouge drunk in the Rouge Pavilion is famous for its good wine, you don't drink this wine, and you don't eat food. Jinse, hurry up and say hello to Mr. Bai, by the way, tell him how you want to eat your Rouge? Hahaha..." After he finished speaking, he did not forget to kiss the girl in his arms.

"If selfishness is restrained, the law of nature will restore itself..." Bai Hao muttered silently, glaring at Jinse.

Jinse immediately retreated to Song Dongyang's side in fright, and said aggrievedly: "This Mr. Bai is good-looking, but why does he look...not very happy."

"For example, when the dust and dirt go away, the mirror will be clear..."

"Brother Bai, what are you reading? You read it to me. The spring night is short, but the night is long."

"..."

Bai Hao frowned, and looked out the window. It really was a long night.

Drunk, eyes blurred, Song Dongyang got up and was about to go out the door, Bai Hao hurriedly caught up and asked, "Are you going back?"

Song Dongyang covered his mouth and waved his hands, muttering: "Spit... go spit..." He took three steps in parallel and rushed out the door.

"Wait for me." Bai Hao followed closely behind.

Song Dongyang staggered and tripped over the threshold. Bai Hao quickly grabbed the man's arm, but then let go suddenly. Seeing that Song Dongyang was about to vomit, he hurriedly took another step back.

Jinse immediately came over to support him and said, "Young Master Song is afraid that it will be uncomfortable, so I will help him go to the next door to wash and wash, and he will come back soon." Bai Hao turned sideways, leaving a long distance in the corridor.

The two were crooked, supporting each other, Jinse pushed open the door and dragged the washbasin, causing Song Dongyang to vomit.

"You really did your best this time." Jinse patted Song Dongyang and complained distressedly.

"Nonsense! Woo... You treat the Bai family as easy to deal with? If you don't act real... how can you get out if you don't act real." He had a splitting headache, and he hadn't drank so much in a long time, "Tell me, what is going on? What happened? Who did it!"

"My good Pavilion Master, without your order, who would dare to touch the Song family? We are just..."

"Shut up! Wow..." Song Dongyang wiped his mouth and said to himself, "Who the hell..."

He meditated silently, and his head seemed to hurt even more.

Jinse asked: "What happened that night? Who else has such deep hatred for the Song family except you?"

"Deep hatred? Hehe... If it wasn't for Song Jing, I would still be standing here and talking to you today?" At this moment, Song Dongyang's words sounded more like self-deprecating.

"Dong dong dong..." Suddenly, there was an urgent knock on the door.

"Wait and see what happens." Song Dongyang ordered.

Bai Hao knocked for a while, and when the door opened, Song Dongyang was about to fall straight on him, the smell of alcohol was mixed with the sour smell of vomiting, Bai Hao quickly turned sideways, and Song Dongyang fell to the ground.

"Eh..." Song Dongyang seemed to feel his head hurt even more.