The rivers and lakes can't stand it

Qiu Zhuoxue is a nosy person.

If he didn't like to meddle in other people's business, he wouldn't run to get acquainted with Feng Manlou on a whim, wouldn't spend all his money to bet a deal with Murahong, and wouldn't hesitate to spend money with Wandu to clear up his grievances. The old man is an enemy, he will not save Yang Qing in a snowy day, and he will not insist on entering that wine shop...

This time is no exception.

Qiu Zhuoxue was sitting on the car seat thinking about the news brought by Xu Qinglan.

The people under Chihuomen leaked the news, saying that the Blood Tribulation Sword was hidden in the hands of the three major casting records, but they didn't know who it was. This news completely contradicted what Song Shutang said. After that, he also took the opportunity to ask Song Shutang, the other party But know nothing.

It seems that either the news received by the three major casters is different, or someone among them deliberately made troubles, intending to prevent the three major casters from going to Wanjian Villa.

This matter can only be found out at Wanjian Villa.

The carriage was neither fast nor slow, and when it was about to approach Wanjian Villa, it had already stepped into a spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

In early spring and February, it is the time when the cold air is slightly reduced and vitality is flourishing. The grass grows and warblers fly, and willows blow on the dike. In the distance, the mountains are covered by clouds and fog, and even the precipitous spring breeze has become warm.

Yang Qing was very curious, opened the curtain of the car and looked out, his eyes penetrated into a pool of thick green spring water, he saw a few peach blossoms falling on the water surface, making circles of ripples, and was quickly broken by the cruise ship open.

Boats pass under the bridge, and carriages pass over the bridge.

The willows are blown by the wind, as soft as a woman's slender hands moving a gauze curtain, startling a few whispering chicks, fluttering their wings, and waking up the prosperity of the whole street.

This is a bustling city with a lot of pedestrians and vendors. Although the carriage was driving on the wide avenue, he didn't dare to rush. He just paced slowly. After a while, Song Shutang was really curious about what Yang Qing saw and why he was amazed. Then, there were two small faces squeezed together by the car window, and their eyes rolled around.

There are many people on the street who come out for an outing, and occasionally see a few romantic celebrities or young men in brocade clothes with swords on their waists, with light fur and fat horses, indescribably chic.

Yang Qing was fascinated by it, Song Shutang was puzzled: "What's so good about people?"

Yang Qing Anran closed her eyes, put her hands on her chest, and said with emotion: "What do you know, this is my martial arts dream."

Song Shutang only thought it was funny, and didn't want to disturb his interest, so he leaned out immediately and sat beside Qiu Zhuoxue.

There are many people in the downtown area, which is normal, but on the way to Wanjian Mountain Villa, there are not many people. Song Shutang saw that something was wrong. Although the passers-by were dressed in different clothes, most of them were armed with martial arts. They passed by on foot or on horseback. It is going to Wanjian Villa.

If it is to watch the sword competition, it is inevitable that Master Taixing will mobilize more.

Song Shutang's face inevitably became serious: "Grandfather...the situation seems to be not quite right."

"It seems that many people want to join in the fun." Qiu Zhuoxue sighed softly, "It's human nature to watch the excitement, whether it's martial arts masters or ordinary people, as long as there is excitement to watch, they will always come in a hurry. "

He expected that the news of the Blood Tribulation Sword must have spread, and the bloody storm caused by the Blood Tribulation Sword back then has not completely dissipated. has become different.

This is no longer Bu Tianxing fighting Yue Mazin, but a generation of magic soldiers fighting the ultimate swordsman.

Everyone knows that the second lady, Shen Er, killed the first swordsman Xu Huanchou with a knife. So, can Bu Tianxing defeat Yue Mijin with the blood robbery sword?

In the end, was it the myth of the Blood Tribulation Divine Soldier that was defeated, or the myth of Yue Majin that was defeated.

For some reason, Qiu Zhuoxue always had a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart. He always felt that the peaceful martial arts world was about to cause another storm.

Yang Qing looked at it for a while, and suddenly found that there seemed to be something sticking on the side of the road. He took a closer look and found that it was a rusty sword. among.

As the carriage moved forward, there were more and more rusty irons, most of which were swords, and occasionally knives and guns and other weapons were seen. Yang Qing was dumbfounded when he saw it, and when he turned around to ask a question, he saw that Song Shutang had disappeared at some point , Immediately got out of the car.

"Brother Qiu! Squirrel Candy!"

Song Shutang is now very used to Yang Qing calling himself this. Although he feels that Yang Qing's pronunciation is not accurate, he thinks it may be because of his northern Xinjiang accent, um...it must be so, that's right, it's an accent...even though this accent seems to only be reflected in On his name, there must be an accent that can't be wrong.

"Why?" Qiu Zhuoxue smiled lightly, "But you feel boring?"

He knew that for the impatient young man, taking them through the bustling city and not allowing them to get out of the car to play is just as cruel as putting a piece of meat in front of a hungry wolf and not being allowed to eat it.

"No...uh, well, it's a bit boring." Yang Qing giggled a little guiltyly, then quickly shook his head and said, "But I'm not for this, but I want to ask, why are there so many people on the road?" Are the weapons buried here?"

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly realized: "So that's the case, um... Song Xiaoyou, Wanjian Villa and Qixing Pavilion have always been on good terms, so it's up to you to discuss this matter."

"Okay." Song Shutang nodded, then turned to look at Yang Qing, and asked, "How much do you know about Wanjian Villa?"

Yang Qing blinked: "Well, is it a villa?"

Song Shutang: "..."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Yang Qing thought for a while: "Well, there is another name called Wanjian Villa?"

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help laughing loudly: "Yang Xiaoyou, you just need to say... that you don't know anything."

Yang Qing rubbed his nose and said, "But if you speak so directly, doesn't it make me appear illiterate?"

Unexpectedly, Song Shutang pretended to be surprised and said: "Are you still illiterate?"

Yang Qing: "..."

Qiu Zhuoxue turned her body to the side to make room for the two young men to fight. Song Shutang defeated the enemy with one move, and directly locked Yang Qing's flailing hands, and said slowly: "Speaking of Wanjian Villa, we also need to talk about the beginning. There is a legend in the family ancestors. It is said that the ancestor of the Bu family married a swordsmith as his wife. The couple both love swords and become obsessed. The friendship started from then..."

Yang Qing was still struggling, and after hearing the words, he couldn't help asking: "If this is the case, why did you still throw the sword outside?"

Song Shutang was very upset when he was interrupted: "What are you in a hurry for, I haven't finished yet. Then one day, for some unknown reason, the husband and wife suddenly changed their temperaments and threw all the famous swords they had received near the villa. There are so many sword forests that a forest of swords was opened, and people from the rivers and lakes went there curiously, but they saw that the swords had turned into rusted iron and were no longer as sharp as before."

Yang Qing let out an "oh" and said, "It seems that the lard has deceived my heart."

Song Shutang has learned to turn a deaf ear to his witty words, and sighed: "It was only three years after giving up the sword, the husband and wife both died suddenly, leaving only the beloved son who was only 13 years old at the time, who is now the grandfather of the old manor owner. ——Bu Qingge.”

"This person is just like his parents. He is obsessed with swords and has an arrogant personality. Every time he changes a sword, he will bury the sword outside the villa. After that, every time he wins, he will ask the opponent to bury the weapon in the villa. No one in this world can match him, and over time, even the road of Wanjian Villa has become a place where soldiers are buried, so this place is called Wanjian Villa."

Yang Qing suddenly sighed quietly.

"Why?" Song Shutang couldn't help asking even though he knew that he probably couldn't say anything good.

Yang Qing said silently: "I was just thinking, if this old man Bu Qingge was in a romance novel, he would really be a high-quality hero with both parents dead and a car and a house in the novel. It sounds really cool and compelling. It's also very tall."

Although Song Shutang didn't know what cool was and what was aggressive, he could tell that Yang Qing felt that Bu Qingge's life path was very domineering, so he frowned and said, "Well, cool is the ultimate, dazzling It is the meaning of dazzling light, the word cool, but it is also apt and interesting, is this also the dialect of northern Xinjiang? But what does it mean to be forced?"

Yang Qing mostly follows the trend of this kind of popular words, always thinking that they are foreign words, but he didn't expect to be able to understand them in this way. He couldn't help but look at Song Shutang with admiration, and tried to explain: "Well, it's just that, it's... It's grade."

"So that's how it is." Song Shutang said thoughtfully, "Thank you Brother Yang for your advice, Song has been taught."

Yang Qing couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Just when Song Shutang was humbly asking for advice, the carriage that was driving suddenly stopped abruptly, and if Yang Qing hadn't been locked with both arms, she would almost have been thrown upside down.

Even so, Yang Qing still slammed her head on Qiu Zhuoxue's back, and let out a cry.

I saw an old man with Huafa appear in front of the carriage at some point, Qiu Zhuoxue hurriedly reined in the reins with one hand, the horse's hooves were raised high, unexpectedly it stopped right in front of the old man.

He was lying on the ground, so Yang Qing and Song Shutang didn't see him, and now he stood up quickly, only to be spotted.

"Peng...Pengci?!" Yang Qing was still in shock, straightened up to check the details, only to see that the old man had a pale face, was very kind and kind, and now his face was full of flattery, indescribably funny, like a begging for mercy children.

What a world!

Yang Qing hadn't had time to feel the coldness of the world, but Qiu Zhuoxue said helplessly, "Gu Gu, what are you doing?"

Although his tone was helpless, there was a smile on his brows and eyes, which was soft and gentle, even the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River was inferior to him.

Gu Chan was still patting the dust on his buttocks, he chuckled, and said dryly: "The old man made you fall in love with a beast like Jiu Minghou who eats both men and women, I really feel sorry for you, I want to call you two good horses Step on it, let you calm down."

Qiu Zhuoxue's smile suddenly froze on her face.

Gu Chan raised his eyelids to look at his face, couldn't help but thumped in his heart, and hurriedly said: "The old man knows that you have always endured this kind of grievance by yourself, but this kind of thing is not your fault. Of course, it is not my fault either. ..."

Qiu Zhuoxue took a deep breath: "...you should get in the car first."

The two young men were stunned when they heard this, suddenly there was a pain in their foreheads, like two small balls rolled into the carriage, Gu Chan had passed the two horses steadily, and landed beside Qiu Zhuoxue, peeking at his expression.

"Who told you that Jiu Minghou... fell in love with me." Qiu Zhuoxue said this sentence very hard. He has had many difficult words in his life, but every sentence is inferior to this one. worth mentioning.

Gu Chan hesitated to speak: "It's not anyone, it's the old man's own thinking. I heard it in Wanjian Villa. You killed Chai Xiong and Jiu Minghou, and you detoxified the young master of Qixing Pavilion. Doctor Poison does not separate families, that kid Jiu Minghou, the old man has also dealt with him before, he is so cunning and cautious, and you are very kind. If he is willing to save people's lives with kindness, he will not poison. Made a deal, and he won't be dead now."

"I haven't heard that you two know each other on weekdays, so the old man thought of it. When he sent you to Bantuo Mountain to collect medicine, he told Jiu Minghou to be jealous of you..."

Gu Chan looked at him and laughed dryly.

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly felt that his head was hurting, of course he understood Gu Chan's meaning, when a man wants to please his sweetheart, he would even want to dig out his heart, a few detoxification prescriptions are obviously not a problem.

"No wonder you sold it so well today, don't do it next time." Qiu Zhuoxue said helplessly, "You want to read the Poison Sutra from Jiu Minghou, don't you?"

When Gu Chan was told that his mind was broken, he immediately twitched: "Hey, I knew that Qiu's young man is the most considerate and sensible person in the world, and it's not that the old man cares about his abilities, but the way of medicine should be discussed more in the first place. Discussion is the best way to carry forward... He used it to harm people, but if it falls into the hands of the elderly, it may save a few more people."

Qiu Zhuoxue sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to. I got the ancient detoxification prescription from Black Phoenix."

Compared with Hei Fenghuang, Gu Chan believed in Qiu Zhuoxue more, and couldn't hide his disappointment: "Ah? Hei Fenghuang is a girl who is hard to learn. She learns to lie like others, and makes the old man happy. Strange, she has a detoxification formula." Son? Could it be that the poisonous scriptures are actually on her body... She deliberately misled others..."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Before meeting Xu Qinglan, Qiu Zhuoxue would have thought without hesitation that Gu Chan was suspicious, but now he was suddenly shaken.

He suddenly understood why people always believed such absurd rumors.

After all, people always know too little and think too much.

"Of course it's because she likes Engong!" Song Shutang couldn't bear it anymore, poked his head out of the car with a serious face, "I heard it clearly that day, she tried every means to seduce Engong, and her provocative words were unbearable. Engong kindly let her live. Unexpectedly, this woman has such a vicious heart that she hates her benefactor for being ruthless, so she wants to take this opportunity to pour sewage on her, to ruin her name, and make people in Jianghu think that she has an affair with Jiu Minghou!"

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't hold back, and touched her face.

He knew that he was handsome, but he really didn't know how handsome this face was in Song Shutang's eyes.