Yanshan Exquisite Record

Ma Xiaoyu is sitting on a magnificent room and sneezing.

He is a thief, and he is an idle thief, he has already emptied out several merchant tombs, happily settled down in Fengtian, and before he had time to drink two taels of rice wine, he hummed a song with sauced beef, and heard about Yinshui Villa once Overturned, only a daughter married to Pei Shaoxia and a sick son remained.

Although Lu Heng has always had a bad reputation in the Jianghu, he is also very rich, but Ma Xiaoyu will never let go of any rich tomb, so he came here smelling the smell of copper.

But now he doesn't dare to make a move—he just arrived three days ago, sitting here thinking about when to make a move, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Young Master Song's sister coming out of the house at his feet, bowing her head with everyone Farewell, then got into a carriage and left, dressed in green and with a bun, her face was bloodless but surprisingly beautiful, her eyebrows were five points similar to Song Xueqiao's, except that Song Yanting was steady and dignified, and her cheap brother was younger and frivolous.

Since he is Song Xueqiao's sister's friend, then he is Song Xueqiao's friend, and naturally he is also his Ma Xiaoyu's friend, so it seems that Lu Heng is his Ma Xiaoyu's friend's father. Such a relationship cannot be stolen.

"If Song Xueqiao is a woman, she should look pretty good." Ma Xiaoyu sighed thinking of Song Yanting's figure. He was used to sitting on this roof in a daze, thinking about where to go next, and took out one in his arms. Li took a bite, but the appearance of Young Master Song in a skirt suddenly appeared in his mind, he felt a chill for no reason, and almost rolled off the roof.

"Ma Xiaoyu, what the hell are you planning!"

A Wujin folding fan landed on the back of his head, although the force was light, the touch and sound were extremely familiar.

Ma Xiaoyu suddenly jumped up in surprise, but when he saw the person coming, he staggered and opened his mouth wide, "You, you... are you really Song Xueqiao?"

The visitor's complexion was pale, the blood on his lips was faint, his eyes were still bright but sickly, and it was his limit to be able to stand still after eight days of exhaustion with poison in his body, yet Ma Xiaoyu dared to speak out to provoke him.

Song Xueqiao went up and knocked the Wujin fan three more times, "Why, we don't have much time to part, and you forgot about your brother Yushu Linfeng?"

Ma Xiaoyu approached suspiciously, "What are you... Did you steal your sister's makeup and put on too much, why does it look like Bai Wuchang?"

"Then you will go to hell for me now." Song Xueqiao waved his fan on his head twice more, and he sat down with his support on the ridge of the roof, "Don't quibble, it just so happens that I can save some time with you here."

Ma Xiaoyu wondered, "You're looking for me? I've been looking at your father's grave, there's nothing wrong with it."

"It's not my father's grave." Song Xueqiao said, "Do you know where Lu Heng and Zhan Mu's wife Gu Wangting are buried?"

Ma Xiaoyu couldn't sit still this time, the pear rolled out of his mouth, Gululu fell to the ground covered in a layer of dust, he pointed to a room not far away dumbfounded, "Master Lu is still lying down, don't you?" Are you going to join this line?"

Then he scratched his head and scratched his face with a bitter face, "You can't use your friend's father to practice your hands. I know a few big tombs, but there are always not enough people. I heard that there are jewels everywhere... eh."

Whenever Ma Xiaoyu's old business was involved, he was always eloquent. Song Xueqiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and stopped him in time before he dug through the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

He grabbed Ma Xiaoyu by the collar and flew to a certain place outside the village. In the past, he was superior in lightness kung fu, and Ma Xiaoyu was short in stature. When Song Xueqiao and Ma Xiaoyu were friends, they could easily take people far away. Steps are a little powerless.

Under the banyan tree, the carriage was grazing quietly. Gongsun Qingyan was showing off his face and talking to a man in purple robe. feast.

Xu Shi was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and Gongsun Qingyan turned away in embarrassment.

"Boss Yin, long time no see." Song Xueqiao recognized at a glance that he was an acquaintance who sent the little nerd home in Luoyang.

Yin Ze turned around and saluted in surprise, "Hey, Mr. Song is here, I don't know if it's okay to pick flaws?"

Song Xueqiao smiled and said, "Everything is fine, thank you, Boss Yin, for your concern."

The woman in scarlet clothes turned around, with a round pretty face, raised her eyebrows when she saw Song Xueqiao, and put her arms around Yin Zeshou's arm, "Brother, this is Mr. Song who came with Pei Shaoxia last time."

Song Xueqiao felt much better when he saw the girl, he smiled and said, "So it's Miss Yinchi."

Unexpectedly, Yin Chi said with a smile, "It is said in martial arts that Shaoxia Pei has a face like a crown of jade, handsome and unrestrained, and his second junior brother is no worse than him. Looking at it now, although he looks good, how can he be a sick child!"

Yin Ze said angrily, "Don't be rude."

Song Xueqiao was a little sad, but Ma Xiaoyu didn't forget to interject, "Isn't that right, I thought he stole Master Song's powder case when I saw him today!"

Yin Zeshu said in embarrassment, "I heard that Mr. Lu had been ill for a long time, so I came to visit, and I met Dr. Gongsun, who I have admired for a long time, so I exchanged some pleasantries. My little sister has been spoiled by lawlessness since she was a child. I hope Mr. Song will forgive me... But this one is."

Ma Xiaoyu didn't know that the Yin family had a relationship with the government, but Song Xueqiao stopped him when he wanted to name himself. He smiled and said, "This is Master Ma from Wudang. He specializes in Fengshui. He has been favored by the Lu family before, so he came with me. visit."

"Then why don't you see Mr. Pei?" Yin Zeshu looked around, then slapped his head in embarrassment, "Mr. Pei must be busy with marriage these days, look at my memory."

Yin Chi stuck out his tongue, "Unexpectedly, the most beautiful man in the martial arts world was snatched away by Miss Lu. The Lu family must have been a blessing in disguise."

"Yin Chi, shut up." Yin Zeshi finally raised his eyebrows and glared at her, "The Lu family is your teacher after all."

"So what about the teacher's sect, the head of the sect got a strange disease and spread it to the disciples, those who have no names and surnames, are they dragged to a mass grave to be buried on the spot after death? Lu Linlin is domineering, which female disciple with a little bit of beauty has not been bullied by her Ever? Why did she occupy Mr. Pei?" Yin Chi said with a fiery temper, dissatisfied like a cannonball.

Yin Ze blew his beard and stared in frustration.

Yin Chi still didn't forget to add a few words, "If the second brother hadn't gone to Wudang before me, and Linglong Villa would no longer be involved in martial arts affairs, do you think I'd like to come to this poor place to be angry?"

"If I say one sentence to you, you can say ten sentences, right?" Yin Zefa finally lost his composure, and said furiously, "You are the one who says you practice martial arts, and you are the one who can't stand it. If you don't want to, go back to Luoyang and find someone to marry me immediately." Already!"

The brothers and sisters of the Yin family actually stood behind the house and quarreled.

Ma Xiaoyu moved behind Song Xueqiao, tsk-tsk said, "Be good, this girl is amazing, how dare you talk like that to your brother."

Gongsun Qingyan has long been used to Ye Yingshu, and said with a faint smile, "There are also fierce girls."

The conversation has gone from "You want to marry me to that pockmarked man in the west of the city." to "Mr. Li covers up the pockmarked son and looks a bit like Pei Wunian." Song Xueqiao listened attentively, only to hear Yin Chi growl, "" If I had stayed here, I would have contracted the disease and be buried in a mass grave!"

Song Xueqiao said to himself, "What kind of disease can be contracted so quickly?"

Yin Chi turned a pair of hazy eyes, "Of course it's Master Lu's illness. At that time, four of his disciples were infected overnight and died of the disease. Then they were all dragged to a mass grave and buried. They were released the next day." It was said that he was terminally ill and sent us home."

Song Xueqiao suddenly remembered the protégé who appeared at the Moon Gate that day when Lu Zhanmu got married. Before that, the Lu family was arrogant and only accepted protégés with good aptitude or wealth and power. His eyes were full of thoughts on how to avoid Song Yanting, but he forgot about such strange things.

It turned out that the disciples were all driven home. If so, they, who were always good-looking at Lu Zhanmu's wedding banquet, would have to go to the doctor in a hurry and find someone to make up for it.

Yin Chi continued, "Then I went back to Luoyang, and I didn't wait for our letters to be recalled. Instead, their happy and mourning letters were sent together."

"Thank you, Miss Yin, for your suggestion." Song Xueqiao seemed to suddenly brighten up, grabbed Ma Xiaoyu and jumped into the carriage, not forgetting to smile at her, "I still hope that Miss Yin will find a good husband, but I will lose my brother, and see you later. "

Yin Chi was startled, staring blankly at the backs of the three walking away, and suddenly blushed, Yin Ze hated her for knocking her down, "Just now you said that he was sick, why are you reacting like this now?"

The coachman was sent away by Gongsun Qingyan long ago. After all, what they did was not so honorable. Now that Ma Xiaoyu is here, naturally he, a patient, is not needed to drive the coach.

Ma Xiaoyu is a good man. Hearing from him that he was killed by a traitor and that it might have something to do with Lu Heng, he wholeheartedly agreed to accompany them in digging the grave, but Song Xueqiao raised the price halfway and had to go to the stinky mass grave to find those dead disciples , This shames a gangster who is not inaccessible to the tombs of non-princes and nobles.

Song Xueqiao sat in the car and peeled a fruit, brought it to Ma Xiaoyu's mouth and said, "Be diligent, we have to run twice before dark."

Ma Xiaoyu took a bite of the fruit angrily, and scoffed, "You are really not a good person. You called me here just to be a coolie, and you also asked me to go to places like mass graves."

"This is called the right time, place and people." Song Xueqiao said, "One of us is sick and disabled, and the other is blind. It's not a good thing that we happened to meet you, an expert?"

Ma Xiaoyu's subordinates didn't slow down, and snorted, "Then what if I didn't come by chance?"

"Then we can only wait for Pei Wunian, but you also know his temper." Song Xueqiao sighed, "A disciple of a famous family, with a noble character, let him dig the grave? He might tear us down first, so it doesn't take much to talk to him. Absolutely will not give in."

Ma Xiaoyu continued to hum, "Then you still tricked the genius doctor Gongsun to accompany you to do immoral things?"

Song Xueqiao said, "The miracle doctor Gongsun went to the autopsy, and he was wronged and rehabilitated. How can he be called wicked?"

Gongsun Qingyan chuckled lightly, but did not answer.

"But I still don't quite understand. Didn't Old Man Lu die of illness?" Ma Xiaoyu became confused.

"I'll slap you to death with a fan, and then find a place to bury it, and then announce to the world that the god thief Ma Xiaoyu was infected by my subordinates and died of illness." Song Xueqiao yawned, "What do you think?"

Ma Xiaoyu sneered, "Then you got sick earlier than me, and you must die before me!"

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and Ma Xiaoyu suddenly realized, "You mean his death was not due to illness?"

"Four young people died as soon as they were infected by him, but an old man like Lu Heng survived for a long time after that. This in itself is unreasonable."

Ma Xiaoyu couldn't help shivering.

The carriage stopped at a mountain road, in a huge camphor forest, dozens of large and small tombs of the Lu family stood quietly in it, the latest tomb was engraved with Lu Heng's life, and there was a smaller one beside it, inscribed in official script. Landing at Gu's tomb.

Song Xueqiao looked at the tombs and sneered, "Not only him, I suspect that Gu Wangting also has problems."

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In the next chapter, I will take my senior brother out of the small black house, and we can’t let him stay in his hometown and get married_(:3JZ)_