Fragrance Stealer

"Why are you always so elusive?" Song Qingshu's hair was black, "What's the matter with calling me?"

"Nothing? I just want to talk to someone. It's a bit boring to stay in the palace all day, and I can't find anyone else to talk to." Sunflower Patriarch replied.

Song Qingshu wondered: "Aren't there so many guards in the palace? There are also many eunuchs. You should have a lot of common language."

"Bastard," Patriarch Sunflower blushed, "Don't confuse the Sa family with those ordinary eunuchs."

"You can't forget your roots, no matter how good your martial arts are, aren't you still a eunuch? I don't believe that you can grow penises by practicing the Sunflower Book." Song Qingshu muttered.

Chapter 241 The Ambition of Field Returning to Farmers

"What did you say?" Ancestor Sunflower glared at him with his eyebrows raised.

"It's nothing, nothing." Song Qingshu laughed awkwardly. This old monster really turned his back on him, and he couldn't beat him. "I remember that you need to suck the real dragon's energy to practice, how do you feel recently?"

"Smoking?" Patriarch Sunflower frowned, "This word sounds weird."

A nasty picture appeared in Song Qingshu's mind, and he shuddered all over his body, and quickly said: "How much real dragon spirit do you need to practice, Patriarch?"

"Of course, the richer the better." Sunflower Patriarch replied, wondering why Kangxi's True Dragon Qi had been growing steadily before, but recently it was waning.

"If you can absorb enough real dragon energy, can you ascend in the daytime?" Song Qingshu was very curious about this.

"Flying?" A gleam of excitement flashed in Sunflower Patriarch's eyes, but unfortunately it soon dimmed. He shook his head and said, "I don't know how much real dragon energy is needed, and it's not enough to add up all the current emperors."

"Has Patriarch Sunflower heard of the Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty?" Song Qingshu said.

"Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty?" Sunflower Patriarch trembled all over, "It seems that there is a legend that the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty is hidden somewhere in Liaodong...how, you know?"

Song Qingshu smiled inscrutablely: "I'm just talking casually..." After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving Patriarch Sunflower to stay in place in a daze.

After leaving the palace, Song Qingshu walked all the way to his mansion.Looking at the word Song Mansion on the plaque, Song Qingshu was in a daze for a moment, this house was given to him by Wei Xiaobao at the beginning... must find time to see how Shuang'er is doing now.

Pushing open the door and entering, the sound of a man and a woman arguing could be heard faintly in the distance, Song Qingshu walked over curiously.

"You just let me die inside. You insisted on begging that bastard, Fukang'an, but he... killed you, and he didn't mean to let me go at all. In the end, it was Song Qingshu who saved me." The man's voice was full of anger.

"How do I know that he didn't keep his promise...Since you went in, I've looked for your old friends, but none of them were willing to help. I heard that you had been tortured that day, so I went to him in a moment of urgency. "

The woman's voice was full of grievances.

"You bitch, if Qing Wen hadn't told me, would you have planned to keep it from me forever?" the man roared angrily.

"If you know about this kind of thing, it will only make you feel uncomfortable. It is enough for me to be sad alone, so why should I let you know." , scared out of his wits, thinking that the matter between himself and Song Qingshu had been exposed, and then he slowly heard the truth. It turned out that Tian Qingwen thought he was looking for Fukang'an that night, and Tian Guinong was misled by her.

"Lan'er, I'm sorry, I know you've been wronged, but now... I'm already a useless person, and I'm inevitably a little irritable." Hearing his wife's plaintive voice, the man softened his heart and said hastily.

These two were naturally Tian Guinong and Nan Lan. After Song Qingshu rescued Tian Guinong, he arranged for Sang Feihong, the head of Wuhu Sect, to escort them to his house in Yanjing City to settle down.

Although the timing was a bit awkward now, Song Qingshu always had to say hello to the couple when he came back, so he had to pretend to cough.The two people inside heard the voice, and they stopped arguing. Soon the door opened, and Nan Lan stood in front of the door with the same demeanor, with a tired face. Seeing that it was Song Qingshu, she was overjoyed at first, and quickly suppressed her emotions. Welcoming him in calmly, "Guinong, Song Engong is here."

Tian Guinong, who was lying on the bed, struggled to get up, and Song Qingshu hurried over to hold him down: "Brother Tian is injured, so there is no need to be polite." After speaking, he turned to look at Nan Lan, "Sister-in-law, why is Brother Tian so weak? ?”

Hearing him call her sister-in-law in a serious manner, Nan Lan's heart skipped a beat, her expression a little unnatural: "On the way out from Shengjing City, Guinong caught wind and cold, which aggravated his injury."

"That's it," Song Qingshu frowned, and said, "I'm familiar with the imperial physicians in the palace, so I'll call them to show Brother Tian tomorrow, don't worry, they have experience with this kind of injury..."

Suddenly noticing Tian Guinong's unsightly expression, he quickly apologized, "Brother Tian, ​​I'm really sorry, I didn't mention it on purpose."

Tian Guinong shook his head: "If you hadn't rescued me from ascending to heaven, I would have rotted to death in the prison of the palace, so how could I blame you. But now I can't even be considered a man, living in the world What's the point, it's better to die once and for all, so as not to drag Nan Lan down."

"Guinong, you are not allowed to say that. Back then, I left for you...he whose martial arts are ten times higher than yours, because I love you. No matter what you become, I will never leave you." Sitting down beside the bed, he grabbed Tian Guinong's hand and placed it on his face, tears streaming down his face.

Song Qingshu on the side was stunned for a moment. When people of later generations mentioned these two people, one seduced a friend's wife, the other stole a husband, a proper adulterer and adulterer, they did not expect that there was true love between these two.

"Lan, you also know my current situation. If you follow me, you will only ruin half your life's happiness. Why bother? You see that Brother Song's character and martial arts are all top choices, and they are very kind to us. If Brother Song If you don't dislike it, just be with him." Tian Guinong wiped away the tears on Nan Lan's cheeks with his fingers, and sighed.

These words changed the faces of the two of them greatly, and Nan Lan stood up suddenly: "I intend to serve you with all my heart and soul, if you try to test me by saying such things in the future, then I will die!"

Song Qingshu also quickly comforted her: "Sister-in-law's wife is rarely so affectionate, brother Tian, ​​why should you hurt her heart?"

Tian Guinong smiled bitterly: "It's not that you don't know my current situation, what happiness can I give her?"

"I will secretly help you fulfill your husband's obligations." Of course, it was impossible for Song Qingshu to say these words, and he comforted him solemnly: "A man stands between heaven and earth, so why bother to focus on the little love in the bed? Making meritorious deeds and enshrining his wife and son, why not give my sister-in-law happiness?"

"Make meritorious deeds?" Tian Guinong recalled what the director of the royal palace said to him that day, and couldn't help but cheer up a little, "But with my martial arts, I'm afraid I can't accomplish anything great."

"After learning martial arts, you are no more than a hundred enemies. Those who turn their hands into clouds and cover their hands as rain, who can be enemies of thousands of people, rely on martial arts," Song Qingshu sighed from the bottom of his heart, but there was a trace of disapproval on Tian Guinong's face. He smiled and said, "Brother Tian is from the Jianghu, so of course he thinks martial arts are more reliable, well, since you want to learn martial arts, there is a martial arts that is very suitable for you in this world, which can make you improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. Become a first-class master."

"What martial arts?" Tian Guinong's eyes lit up.

"Evil Resisting Sword Manual." Song Qingshu spit out four words slowly.

"The Lin family's evil sword manual? Over the past two years, the Wuyue Sword School has been fighting for this sword manual. It is said that the Qingcheng sect even wiped out the entire family of the Lin family because of it. Sword manual," Tian Guinong, as the head of a sect, naturally knew about this major event in the martial arts world, "Why, the evil sword manual is in Brother Song's hands?"

"That's not true," Song Qingshu shook his head, "It's just that I know where the evil sword manual is hidden. When Brother Tian recovers from his wounds, you can go to Fujian with me to get it back." It didn't take too long for Mu Xue and Sunflower Patriarch to come up with a copy of the evil sword manual, but Song Qingshu didn't want to owe the two of them favors, and the two of them might not be willing to give their secret books to others, so they went directly to the old house of the Lin family in Fujian to get them A little more convenient.

"Thank you Brother Song," Tian Guinong said happily, but soon asked with some worry, "This evil sword manual is really so powerful, can it turn me into a first-class master in a short time?"

"Others don't dare to say that you will get twice the result with half the effort." Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face, "The first motto in the Evil Disciplining Sword Manual is - to practice magic skills, swing your sword from the palace."

As soon as these words came out, Nan Lan exclaimed, "How can there be such a wicked technique in this world?" Tian Guinong's expression was also extremely unnatural.

"Sister-in-law doesn't know something," Song Qingshu explained, "This exercise was created by an eunuch in the previous dynasty. It is mainly for Qi training. When practicing, desires will abound. If you don't come from the palace, you will often burn yourself and go crazy But the power is extremely great, the ancestors of the Lin family relied on the 72 ways of evil swordsmanship to shake the world and beat both black and white invincible hands."

"It's really so powerful..." Tian Guinong was dumbfounded, and his heart became hot. Although other people's consolation before was reasonable, but there was no specific solution, so Tian Guinong was relieved on the surface, but in fact he was still in pain. Unbearable, now that I have a specific direction of struggle, I am immediately full of energy.

"Okay, it's getting late, I won't disturb Brother Tian's rest." Song Qingshu got up and said goodbye.

"Lan'er, send Brother Song off." Tian Guinong said hastily.

"Oh." Nan Lan replied unnaturally.

"You are not familiar with the place of life in Yanjing City, if Madam Sister-in-law needs anything, just tell me." Song Qingshu held her hand in his while speaking, feeling the soft and greasy skin on it.

Nan Lan was taken aback, and hurriedly tried to pull it back, but unfortunately she didn't succeed, so she had to say, "Thank you, Brother Song."

Song Qingshu smiled and continued to ask: "Where is Miss Sang who sent you here last time?"

Nan Lan was anxious that Tian Guinong behind her saw the two holding hands together, and was worried that Tian Qingwen would appear suddenly, so she hurriedly said, "She lives in the west wing and has been waiting for you to come back."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu knew that Sang Feihong must have something to discuss with him, after thinking about it, he squeezed Nan Lan's palm, turned and left with a smile.

Chapter 242 Choose a team from among the villains

"Master Song, after waiting for so long, you are finally back." Seeing Song Qingshu, Sang Feihong smiled coquettishly.

"It's okay, counting the days, I'm not a few days later than you." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.