I'm not unlucky at all

Shen Wang's throat was dry, and he was almost dumb to say anything.

"I thought you were still in there."

Song Xing pursed her lips, and with lowered eyes, she could see the man's trembling hand holding the Jinghong Sword.

The brows and eyes that were blackened by the smoke could not see the usual light and handsome, wiped his face with his hands, Song Xing gritted his teeth, and shook Cui Shi on his back, "Shen Wang, come here quickly, I, I can't recite it." Moved."

Shen Wang stepped forward in two steps at a time, stretched out his hand to take the unconscious Cui Shi from his back, and felt for her pulse.

"After you left, the first thing that caught fire was the feast of the female relatives in the backyard. My mother was still there, so I ran there first." Song Xing put his hands on his knees, trying not to lose his strength and fall, panting slowly He said, "Before I left, I left a mark on the seat for you, but I didn't expect that even Dongyuan would catch fire..."

Halfway through the explanation, Song Xing suddenly saw the man's reddish eye sockets, and his tone suddenly stopped.

Fu said softly again, "Shen Wang, I'm sorry for making you worry."

The uneasiness in Shen Wang's heart calmed down after seeing the young man for the first time again, he held Cui Shi in his arms, and did not look at the trembling legs of the other party, and said in a low voice: "Auntie's heart pulse is stable, there is nothing wrong with it. It's a serious illness, but let's take her to see a doctor first."

Song Xing was not worried about Shen Wang's judgment. The system told him before that Cui Shi was only slightly frightened by the scene when the crowd fled, but the smoke inhaled into his lungs was not much. People who lie down can wake up without any serious problems.

On the contrary, it was Shen Wang's state that worried him even more.

030 is still reminiscing about the panic at that time in Song Xing's mind: "The loneliness value exceeds eight to nine, just a little bit, Xing and we are going to burp together!"

Song Xing's heart skipped a beat, "What about now?"

030 said: "Now it is stable at around ten, with occasional slight fluctuations up to 15."

Song Xing lowered her eyes: "I know."

Together with the unconscious Cui Shi, the two quickly saw Song Lianyu, who looked anxious, and Qin Jing, who was comforting in a low voice beside her, around the scene of the fire.

And Shen Wang's little uncle, the county magistrate, took off his official hat, pinched his waist and directed everyone to put out the fire, with a serious look on his face.

"Sister!" Song Xing called out to Song Lianyu who was wiping away tears, "Sister, are you okay!"

"Lian Ping!" Surprise flashed across Song Lianyu's face, and then turned into infinite panic after seeing Mrs. Cui, "Lian Ping, how is your mother?"

"Mother is fine, she just fainted temporarily." Song Xing comforted Song Lianyu, glanced at Qin Jing who was also worried, and nodded slightly with him.

"Let's take mother to the clinic first." Song Lianyu said.

After all, Qin Jing belonged to the Qin family, and he wanted to see Mrs. Qin and Qin Baoer, who were very frightened. He said goodbye to them with his eyes narrowed, but he was already thinking about the reason for the Qin family's fire this time.

Shen Wang put Cui Shi on his back, and looked at Qin Jing calmly.

Several people went out from the Qin residence together, aiming to go straight to the medical hall in the town.

Several old doctors in the medical center were also very busy, and many people were fainted by the smoke. The apprentices were responsible for grasping and boiling medicine, and the old doctors dragged their trembling old bodies among dozens of patients. Tossed and turned.

Cui's condition was considered to be extremely mild, and he woke up after lying on the small couch in the medical hall for a long time.

Song Lianyu waited by her side for the apprentice to finish the medicine, and planned to ask the old doctor to check the pulse again after drinking it.

Song Xing breathed a sigh of relief, greeted Mrs. Cui, and walked to the door of the clinic with Shen Wang.

Squatting outside the threshold, Song Xing looked at the sky, and Shen Wang watched with him.

"Shen Wang, Mr. Yumian, have you caught him?"

Tired of watching, Song Xing lowered his eyes again, stretched out his finger and drew a circle on the ground, this movement was meaningless, just circle around, draw twice clockwise, and repeat counterclockwise again.

Shen Wang said, "He's dead."

Song Xing raised his eyelids: "Did you kill him?"

Shen Wangqing said "Yes", "Mr. Yumian is a villain who has been wanted for a long time in Jianghu. If he is only caught, he will easily find another chance to escape."

"Wanted in Jianghu."

Song Xing smiled, feeling that the word "jianghu" still seemed far away from him.

"Don't talk about that." Shen Wang also squatted in front of the threshold with his sword in his arms, leaned close to the young man and asked, "Little Master, when will you come back to Wuya Mountain with me?"

Song Xing said, "I won't go."

Shen Wang asked him why.

Song Xing said, "I'm leaving, what will my mother do?"

Shen Wang fell silent.

After a while, he spoke slowly again, as if to compromise: "Then... if you don't go, don't go."

Song Xing said, "I can wait for you to come back."

Shen Wang suddenly turned his head and looked at him fixedly.

"You will come back after you have finished explaining about Mr. Yumian, right?" Song Xing smiled slightly, and brushed a broken leaf off Shen Wang's hair with his hand.

Shen Wang seemed to find his voice after a long time, "Then I... come back earlier."

The fire in the Qin Mansion destroyed most of the Qin family's houses, and more than a dozen guests were burned to death. Qin Jing, as the most valued grandson of the Qin family, had to postpone his return to Beijing and stay to clean up the mess himself. , and in the burned corner of the East Garden of the Qin family, the servants found the body of the second master of the Qin family. The appearance of the body could no longer be seen clearly, only the jade wrench on the finger of the burnt corpse showed the identity of the owner.

After the Qin family buried Second Master Qin, Sifang Town finally ushered in peace and entered late autumn.

After killing Yumian Langjun, Shen Wang and Shen Yao did not leave directly, they sent a signal to the teacher, and the rest of the day was spent mostly looking for and eradicating the remnants of Yumian Langjun's death.

And the reason for the fire in the Qin family was also revealed.

It turned out that Mr. Yumianlang had decided to run away after taking away his inner strength and mind that day. He died of immortality, and the fire was inevitable.

Shen Wang wondered many times what Yumian Langjun meant when he said "you will regret it", but in the end he concluded that it was just a pure threat from Yumian Langjun before his death.

After all, Cui is getting old, and her body was pretty strong before, but she took a long time to take care of her body after she was frightened and fainted. However, as soon as the weather turned cold in late autumn, her newly recovered body became cold again. .

The woman on the sickbed was old and old, and coughed twice from time to time, as if she wanted to cough out her heart and lungs.

Song Xing was sitting in front of the bed holding a medicine bowl, smiling and telling Cui Shi some interesting stories about those little radish heads in the school recently.

Cui drank the medicine, and a little smile appeared on his sallow face, "You only see the good kids in the private school, why don't you think about yourself? I heard that Mr. Kong in your private school has only been married for two months, and rumors spread in the room Good news, isn't it?"

Song Xing wiped Cui Shi's mouth with a handkerchief, and nodded yes.

"That's it." The smile on Cui's face faded, and she sighed again, "Ping'er, now mother doesn't expect you to be ambitious and honor your ancestors, but only hopes that you will bring a girl back for mother to see. At this time, mother doesn't mention whether the family background is suitable or not, she just asks if there is anyone you like?"

Song Xing lowered her eyes and said, "This kind of thing still depends on fate, you can't force it."

Cui thought he was thin-skinned, and was only covered with a thin quilt and half leaned on the bed, with some reluctance in his eyes, he said: "Mother is not trying to force you, but my mother's body is changing day by day, just thinking that you can please me." A good-natured daughter-in-law, and two or three more children, so I can't wait for my mother, and there will be someone who can take good care of my son for the rest of his life."

Song Xing felt a little sore in his heart, and called out "Mother".

After all, Cui was ill. After drinking the medicine, she became sleepy and fell asleep after a while.

Looking at her sleeping face, Song Xing silently said sorry from the bottom of her heart.

He can perform filial piety instead of the original body, but he is still unwilling to force himself to really follow Cui Shi's wishes and marry a girl back.

What's more...he has Shen Wang.

Thinking of the man, Song Xing got up and walked from the house to the yard to look at the next door through the courtyard wall.

No one has been there for three full days.

Three days ago, Shen Wang told him that he wanted to track down a subordinate who used to be very important to Mr. Yumian, and he took Shen Yao away for three days without knowing where he was going.

There was always an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, and Song Xing frowned slightly to look back, but heard a few knocks on the door from the next door.

Slightly surprised, Song Xing opened the door of the Song family, and turned his head to see seven or eight boys and girls in the same blue clothes standing in front of the Shen family's gate, shouting very persistently: "Senior brother! Senior brother, open the door!" !"

"I wonder if senior brother is not here." A young girl frowned while holding her sword.

The boy next to him said with a blank expression, "Did you find the wrong place?"

"would not!"

The boy who knocked on the door carefully took out the parchment in his hand, looked at it again and again, and said with certainty.

"Whether it will or not, I just know that we have run out of money, and we can't find the senior brother, so we can only drink the northwest wind today." A young man inside frantically jumped on the spot, "Could it be that our group of handsome Is the handsome martial arts hero going to sleep on the street like this!"

"Don't say it is so miserable, it's the worst, let's do street art together!" Another fat man said indifferently.

The rest of the boys and girls: "...Refused."

Song Xing listened to the pitiful conversation of the children, hesitated for a while, and said softly, "Are you here to find Shen Wang?"

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight pairs of eyes swished at him at the same time.

Song Xing paused and raised his eyelids: "No?"

"Yes yes yes!" The girl holding the sword was the first to react, and said expectantly, "Young master, do you know where Shi... Shen Wang has gone? We have been looking for him for a long time!"

"He went out for a few days for some business, and I don't know when he will come back." Song Xing looked at them with a light tone, "However, before he left, he left me the key to the house, saying that if someone came to the door, he would Let the visitor live in first and wait for him to come back."

After a pause, he said again: "Are you?"

"Yes yes yes yes!" The boys and girls nodded in unison this time.

Song Xing said: "Then you guys come to my house and wait for a while."

The boys and girls looked at each other and nodded again.

Fortunately, this group of children was lucky, they only spent a dinner at the Song's house, and Shen Wang and Shen Yao hurried back.

When he knocked on the gate of the Song Mansion, Shen Wang never expected that the juniors and sisters in the master's gate would come so soon.

Responding casually to the questioning of the boys and girls who rushed to the door of Song's house, Shen Wang looked through their figures and looked at Song Xing who was quietly standing beside the crowd.

Opening his mouth, he suddenly wanted to give the little master a hug.

"Okay, don't disturb Mr. Song's rest here anymore, walk around, and go home with me." Shen Yao pushed a few people, and turned his head to look at Shen Wang, whose legs were rooted at the door of Song's house. , lowered his eyes and led a few people back to the next yard.

"Have they been caught?" Song Xing waited until the door was quiet, and raised her eyes to ask.

Shen Wang stood outside the door, "Caught him, he was tied up in a private prison in the little master's mansion."

Song Xing said, "Is he the last one?"

"Yes." Shen Wang said in a deep voice.

Song Xing was silent for a moment, then asked again, "When do you plan to leave?"

Shen Wang's throat moved slightly, "Leave in two days."

Song Xing said "oh", lowered her head and said slowly, "I opened the window tonight."

Shen Wang's eyes darkened, and he said seriously, "Little master, are you sure you know what you just said?"

Song Xing raised her eyes to look at him and lowered her eyes, "It's up to you whether you come or not."

After all, we will close the door.

Shen Wang hurriedly supported it with one hand, stretched out his hand to grab Song Xing's wrist, his eyes were full of helplessness, "You, are you not afraid that after two days, I will never come back?"

"Shen Wang, there is one thing that you may not have thought about." Song Xing raised his eyes, his eyes were as clean and clear as Shen Wang could see at a glance, "Whether the window is open or not is my business, and whether it is back is your business. I just need to know what I want right now.”

Shen Wang's neck was slightly bent, and his lowered eyes forgot to look into the clear and clean eyes of the young man, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

No one knew, a red streak crept up to his ear, no one could see clearly in the dark.

Was the propped-up window lifted by the thief who broke into the room first? This time, he not only snatched the owner's clothes, but also took away the owner's body and mind arbitrarily, all night and all night.

After the night, the cold rain of late autumn fell again.

Cui's wind-cold never recovered, and she coughed non-stop at dawn, and would regurgitate the medicine she drank, and even saw blood when she coughed a few times.

Then I asked the doctor in the town to see it, and the doctor only said it was wind and cold, nothing else could be seen.

Song Xing thought maybe he should invite a doctor from Fucheng to see a doctor for Cui Shi, but Cui Shi didn't allow him to invite him, so he just stopped him and said: "Mother knows how she is, so you are not allowed to spend that wronged money." Come and treat me."

Her body was very weak, but she still insisted on saying: "If you want to be good for your mother, you should marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a big fat boy quickly while your mother is still holding her breath, so that you can feel at ease when your mother leaves, and you will be happy again in this life." Nothing to regret."

Song Xing sat in front of the couch in silence for a while and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, you are going to live a long life."

"Mother, I don't want to live a long life, I just hope that you can live a good life." Cui's withered hands touched the back of Song Xing's hand, his eyes were slightly red, "Ping'er, can I just promise my mother once?"

Song Xing lowered her head and took Cui Shi's hand away, put her back under the soft quilt, glanced away to not look at the disappointment on Cui Shi's face, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk about this, you just took the medicine not long ago, you should asleep."

Cui still wanted to stretch out her hand to pull him, but Song Xing just stood up and lit her with tranquilizing incense, and then left the house.

Going out of the house with her head down, Song Xing leaned against the door and looked at the sky.

There were horses neighing one after another in the alley outside the yard.

"System, did Shen Wang tell me when he will leave today?"

Song Xing asked suddenly.

030 said very simply: "As I said, it's Shenshi."

Song Xing said: "But now, there is only Weishi."

As if aware of something, Song Xing slowly walked out of the gate of the Song Mansion.

In the alleyway, there were seven or eight boys and girls riding on horses laughing and cursing.

But differently, Shen Yao, who was surrounded by them jokingly, didn't have any happy expression on his face. Even when he saw Song Xing going out, the young man tightened the reins and turned his head away from looking at him.

And right in front of Shen Yao, stood a black horse with four hooves on the snow.

On the back of the horse, the tall and straight body of the man is like a long sword drawn from its scabbard, with an imposing manner.

"Shen Wang."

Song Xing yelled softly, then stood at the door and suddenly stopped moving.

As if they had discussed it, the two raised their eyes at the same time, looking into the bottom of their eyes.

Shen Wang rode his horse forward, walked up to Song Xing and stopped, in his lowered eyes was the depth that Song Xing couldn't see through.

"Song Lianping." The condescending man suddenly changed his face, and a hoarse voice sounded in the alley, "I thought about it carefully, you should not wait for me."

"As a disciple of Wuya Mountain, from the moment I enter the mountain, it is my duty to be a hero and to help the world."

"Traveling all over the world is my long-forgotten lifelong expectation."

"Sifang Town is too small after all."

"I don't want to give up my future just for you, and settle down at a young age."

The afternoon light was a bit harsh, but it was bone-chillingly cool when it shone on the body.

Song Xing couldn't hear the man's words clearly, and the dazzling light only made him a little dizzy.

"Shen Wang, say it again."

He heard his own calm voice.

Shen Wang didn't want to look at him, but pulled the rein abruptly, and the neighing of the horse resounded through the sky.

After that, Yiqi Juechen, Dust Mantian left a sentence with him at the end of the alley.

"Song Lianping, you and I will meet later."