[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Ye Gucheng's invitation to Song Qingshu to travel with him and appreciate the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is actually an excuse, and Song Qingshu knows it well.

However, he did not expect that Ye Gucheng would be so upright, the two of them got into a carriage arranged by him after leaving Huafu, got off the carriage and went straight into a teahouse, when they came to their senses, they were already sitting in a teahouse. In the private room by the window, each had a cup of hot tea with smoke in hand.

If it wasn't for the window, it would be the river embankment. Pedestrians by the embankment are in groups, and occasionally there are a few laughs coming from afar, reflecting the blue waves of the river, the clear sky and green trees. This trip is not to mention the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and even the customs and customs. I can't see it anymore.

Song Qingshu glanced at Ye Gucheng lightly.

The latter sat by the window with his eyes downcast, his fingers holding the cup were slender and white, like the finest jade, even the cocoons formed on his fingertips from many years of sword practice did not detract from its elegance at all, and it was warm in the afternoon In the bright sunlight, the white and flawless wall of the cup is the backdrop. After staring at it for a long time, the fingertips seem to be shining...

In all fairness, Ye Gucheng is really an outstanding man.

His grace lies in his very existence.

Therefore, even with Zhang Ping's mediocre face, his body seems to have been adjusted accordingly. Looking at his middle-aged appearance, but when he calmed down and sat somewhere, the wonderful aura that naturally emanated from his body In the field, people will still be involuntarily attracted by him, and unconsciously start to pay attention to his every move...

Song Qingshu had seen many such people.

Ye Gucheng is one of these people, and also one of the more outstanding ones.

It's no wonder that he can have such popularity on Feixian Island.

Song Qingshu thought about it endlessly, but he was not in a hurry to speak up.

The person who wants to talk to the left and right should be Ye Gucheng.

That being the case, if he didn't take the initiative to speak out, Song Qingshu wouldn't bother to find any topics to know. He is not a talkative person.

However, Ye Gucheng didn't know what kind of thoughts he had, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The private room was so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop.

After a long time.

Ye Gucheng suddenly put down the cold teacup in his hand.

"There is something I need to be honest with you."

He no longer politely referred to as "Young Hero", Ye Gucheng was straightforward, and as soon as he spoke, he went straight to the point.

Song Qingshu turned his gaze out of the window, and it fell on him lightly:

"What's the matter?"

Ye Gucheng took a deep look at him:

"The day after you and I first met, I sent people to drive the fastest sea boat on the island, and went to the Yuan Kingdom to find out your identity."

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but he didn't say anything.

Such a reaction was actually calmer than Ye Gucheng expected in advance.

He paused, and under Song Qingshu's calm gaze, continued:

"The news sent back by the spies is almost exactly the same as what Huamanlou inadvertently revealed during the chat. You seem to be just an ordinary disciple of Wudang in the Yuan Kingdom, except for the identity of the head of the three generations of disciples and the son of the next head of the sect, and the small At a young age, he has achieved both swordsmanship and internal strength, and there are rumors in the world that he once fought against the three great Shaolin monks of the Yuan Kingdom with his own strength and did not fall behind, there is nothing special about it."

"But you and I both know that you are definitely not just such an ordinary person."

"Since you are willing to show that level of swordsmanship in front of me, it means that you don't care about arousing my suspicion."

"That's why I have this invitation today, and I only have one question."

Speaking of this, Ye Gucheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression unconsciously brought a bit of solemnity.

Locking Song Qingshu's eyes, he said word by word:

"Are you that rumored... person outside Fang?"

***

When Song Qingshu heard from Ye Gucheng that he had sent people to the Yuan Kingdom to inquire about him, he already had some guesses about what he was going to say next.

Besides, as Ye Gucheng said, since he was willing to swing such a sword in front of Ye Gucheng that day, he had already expected that Ye Gucheng would doubt his identity.

It's just that the dark energy on Ye Gucheng's body is getting heavier day by day, which means that the disaster of dragon energy will come soon, Song Qingshu doesn't think that Ye Gucheng still has the energy to spare his mind to take care of his own affairs due to such troubles.

Therefore, he is not too worried about the consequences of such behavior.

If Ye Gucheng survived the catastrophe successfully, it would prove that he deserved this opportunity. At that time, if he came to him, Song Qingshu would no longer have any worries. After telling the truth, he would let him choose whether to become a sword cultivator or not.

Of course, if he harbors evil intentions, Song Qingshu has other means to prevent him from revealing his secrets.

And if Ye Gucheng can't survive the catastrophe, then the ashes will return to the ashes, so how can there be any "future" to speak of?

I just didn't expect Ye Gucheng to play cards so unreasonably, with black air around his head, and a look of imminent catastrophe, he still had the heart to chase to Huafu to ask himself for proof of this...

Could it be God's will?

Song Qingshu sighed speechlessly.

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

He didn't answer the question.

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment.

"You knew already."

He suddenly said.

Song Qingshu was a little confused for a while.

What did he know?

What does he know?

Just as he was about to speak to each other, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and then two familiar figures flashed in

"Seven children?"

***

Hua Manlou had never been so embarrassed in front of Song Qingshu.

There was a little sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was quite messy. Presumably, he had gone through a fierce "escape" before, but now that the door of the private room has been tightly closed, there is still some lingering fear on his face. I was quite shocked.

Sitting next to him, Lu Xiaofeng, who picked up the teapot on the table and poured it into his mouth carelessly, looked even worse than him.

It seemed that his face had been disguised before, but at this moment, the mask that should have been docilely covering his face was half removed by someone, and it was barely hanging on half of his face. It was really shocking to see.

After pouring down a pot of herbal tea in one breath, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then turned his head to look at Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng who were sitting at the table. Smiling without embarrassment, he greeted the two of them:

"Huh? So it's Song Shaoxia and Mr. Ye?"

"........."

what?

Didn't you know who was sitting inside before you came in?

For a moment, Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng's faces were almost speechless.

Especially Ye Gucheng.

The conversation was about to reach a crucial point, but was abruptly interrupted by someone who inexplicably broke in.

If it wasn't for the fact that he really shouldn't have exposed his real body here, he would have already drawn his sword and stabbed him!

How can it be possible to sit here and listen to each other with an awkward smile???br>

Lu Xiaofeng knew nothing about what City Lord Ye was thinking.

He smiled apologetically at the two:

"Emergency in Jianghu. Qitong and I really wanted to find a place to hide for a while, but we didn't expect to meet the two of you here. I'm really sorry for disturbing your elegant mood."

His attitude is correct, his reasons are reasonable, and his apology is sincere, no matter how much anger Ye Gucheng has in his heart, it's hard to hold on to it now.

What's more, he is still a guest of Huamanxi, a "businessman" who only loves to befriend others and not to befriend others?

So he could only say: "Hero Lu speaks too seriously, it's okay, it's okay."

Seeing that he accepted Lu Xiaofeng's words, Song Qingshu also nodded, expressing that it was all right, and then turned his gaze to Huamanlou who seemed to have calmed down his breathing and mood:

"Qi Tong, what happened?"

How can you be so embarrassed?

Huamanlou smiled wryly upon hearing this.

"Perhaps it's been a long time since I've encountered such troubles, and you actually let Qing Shu see such a useless side."

he said.

It turned out that Lu Xiaofeng was "trapped" in the Huafu these days, and he could endure it for a day or two, but after a long time, he couldn't hold on to anything.

"Since my name is 'Lu Xiaofeng', it means that I have to come and go freely like that phoenix bird. What's the point of squatting on the same tree every day? Besides, Datong has been to the boat several times, but Always leave me alone in the mansion! I never thought I would make such a friend!"

From the third day of Song Qingshu's alchemy retreat, he began to hum in Huamanlou's ear.

Huamanlou ignored him at first, he hummed to him, and Huamanlou quieted himself.

But later, Lu Xiaofeng got in touch with another friend of his, the King of Stealing Kings, Sikong Zhaixing who is also a master of disguise.

I don't know how to lure Sikong Zhaixing to come over, and then forced him to make a "perfect disguise" for himself, and from then on he dragged Huamanlou Jiantian out.

In just a few days, he sat on all the famous boats on the river, and his life was so happy and carefree.

The same is true today.

Lu Xiaofeng managed to make an appointment with the No. 1 prostitute on the river through the relationship of the eldest brother of the Hua family. It is said that the person sitting on this boat is the No. [-] prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River. She played a piano, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she has gone to heaven.

Having said that, Lu Xiaofeng sighed in disappointment:

"It's extremely rare to see this girl on weekdays. She is willing to play the piano behind the curtain on the 'Qianye Boat' on the only few days of each month. I begged the eldest boy for a long time, and I just used his face to get this A chance to board the boat."

Who would have thought that he would not be able to get on the boat after all.

"Qitong never liked to take any kind of boat, so he often just sat down and waited for me in Xunjia teahouse or restaurant by the river."

Today is no exception.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou walked to the bank of the river, so they wanted to find a place to make an appointment to meet at that time.

Unexpectedly, the two were involved in a street fight without any precautions. For some reason, they were just two unrelated passers-by, but in the end they developed into being besieged by three forces hand in hand.

At the moment, he could only run wildly with lightness kung fu, and escaped just now, and then, eager to avoid a temporary difficulty, he ran into the private room where Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng were by mistake...

It was really a big disaster.

Lu Xiaofeng looked frustrated.

Huamanlou on the side also smiled helplessly.

Song Qingshu patted his friend on the shoulder, and was about to say something to comfort him, but when he heard a "bang!", the door was suddenly kicked open!

"Lu Xiaofeng! You are indeed here!"

Accompanied by a scolding full of anger, two slender figures jumped into the room one after the other!