"Master! Take a look at Third Brother! Third Brother, he...he was plotted against!"

Zhang Cuishan hugged Yu Daiyan with both arms, as soon as he entered the main hall, he went straight to Zhang Sanfeng and knelt down in front of him.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't see him for half a day, described how he was in such a mess, and saw that Yu Daiyan was dripping with blood all over his body, he was so angry that he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he couldn't help but feel great grief!

At the moment, he didn't have time to ask why, so he only told Song Qingshu to leave first, and went straight to the inner hall to get the life-saving elixir.

Song Qingshu, who was sent out of Zixiao Palace because of his young age, looked back when he stepped out of the main hall. Zhang Cuishan was already unconscious on the ground at this time, and Yu Daiyan was supported by Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou. .

Outside the hall, seeing the miserable state of Zhang Cuishan and Yu Daiyan, the disciples of the three generations guarding here all showed panic, and when they saw Song Qingshu coming out of the hall, they couldn't help crowding around him.

"Senior Brother Song!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

These little boys who were not much older than Song Qingshu carefully surrounded him.

"Are Uncle Third and Uncle Fifth okay? The wounds on their bodies look scary..."

The little dolls were timid.

After all, they are still young, although they have become Wudang disciples, they only practice martial arts on the mountain on weekdays, where have they seen such a scene?

Seeing Zhang Cuishan come back covered in blood holding the fainted Yu Daiyan, he lost his mind with fright, and because of Zhang Sanfeng's love, the older disciples set up a table for them to eat in another courtyard, and stayed outside Zixiao Palace Naturally, these dolls will not have the older senior brothers to watch over them, and right now they are using Song Qingshu as a support for their mind when they are panicking.

Song Qingshu also knew this, so he didn't leave in a hurry.

He comforted the boys and said: "Don't panic, there is still Grand Master in the hall, Third Uncle and Fifth Uncle are not in danger of life, Grand Master will definitely try to save them."

As soon as these words came out, the boys seemed to have taken a reassurance, and suddenly relaxed——

Brother Song said yes!There is also the grandfather!

Patriarch will definitely heal third and fifth uncles!

The little dolls brought smiles back to their faces.

Only then did he realize that Song Qingshu was still surrounded by himself and others in the center, they couldn't help blushing with embarrassment, and hurriedly gave way to apologize.

Song Qingshu waved his hand so that they don't need to care.

It wasn't until he walked a long way and looked back at Zixiao Palace that he couldn't help shaking his head.

The little boys had always had an almost blind trust in Zhang Sanfeng, and Song Qingshu comforted them a few words, thinking that as long as their patriarch was around, Yu Daiyan and Zhang Cuishan's injuries would be healed.

But Song Qingshu knew that Zhang Cuishan might just be out of strength and impatient and fell into a coma for a while. After waking up, he would probably be fine, but Yu Daiyan...

The joints of his limbs were broken with great force, and the muscles and bones of his hands and feet were destroyed. It is the limit to save his life. If he wants to rebuild his muscles and bones, then how easy is it?

I'm afraid Zhang Sanfeng sent Song Qingshu out of Zixiao Palace at that time because he didn't want him, who was still a child but with precocious wisdom beyond his age, to hear about this, and it would only increase his worries and fears?

For those who practice martial arts, this is too cruel after all.

It's just that Zhang Sanfeng didn't expect that in Song Qingshu's mind, he didn't take Yu Daiyan's injury seriously.

——With the means of a cultivator, it is not difficult to heal an injury of this level, not to mention easy.

In the storage bracelet that Song Qingshu got from his senior brother alone, there is more than one kind of elixir that can take immediate effect and make Yu Daiyan recover in a short period of time.

Song Qingshu is not that stingy person either, if he needs to use it, he is naturally willing to give the medicine to Yu Daiyan right away.

But then how will he explain the origin of the pill to Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others?

Based on Song Qingshu's understanding of the mundane martial arts in this small world, it is not an exaggeration to call the elixir that can achieve similar effects here a magic elixir, and he is just a young child, where did he get such a thing? ?

Said to be gifted by an expert?

This is Wudang, one of the three famous martial arts sects in the Yuan Kingdom, and Zhang Sanfeng, the No.

Let me ask you in today's martial arts world, even if you count the top masters from other countries, who can go deep into Wudang alone without arousing Zhang Sanfeng's awareness?

Therefore, such rhetoric must not be trusted by others.

Should it be said that I accidentally discovered it while walking in the mountain gate?

If Zhang Sanfeng and others continue to ask, where, when, and how did they find out?And how did he know that it was effective for Yu Daiyan's injury?Why didn't Song Qingshu hand over this object of unknown origin to the teacher immediately with his alertness and calmness?

There are too many flaws in it!

Song Qingshu thought about it, and it was unreasonable to directly take out the elixir.

So, what if he forges an old medical book with spells, and let Zhang Sanfeng and others collect materials to make medicine?

The origin of medical books is easy to explain.

Song Qingshu Liberation Song Yuanqiao personally started learning, and since he was able to read and write, he has shown an unusually strong interest in books.

After looking through Song Yuanqiao's study, he went to Zhang Sanfeng's. Every time someone from the Seven Heroes of Wudang came down the mountain and asked him what he wanted, they would always answer that there are books. Therefore, in the past few years, the size of his own small study has also been the same. The day is bigger than the day.

Especially when meeting Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, the two nephews who dote on him the most, they try to get him all the books they can get, regardless of the genre.

It is not impossible to occasionally mix one or two seemingly dilapidated and useless, but in fact priceless ancient books...

Song Qingshu did as soon as he thought of it.

But after a while, an "ancient book" that looked tattered and even had some incomplete contents appeared in his hands.

Song Qingshu flipped through it a few times at random, and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that some pills that he felt were useful to everyone in Wudang, and some of the medicinal materials needed could be found in his Xiaoqian World.

Thinking of visiting Yu Daiyan at Zhang Sanfeng's place early tomorrow morning, and asking a few more questions then, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to hide it, seeing that he asked urgently, he would probably tell the truth about Yu Daiyan's injury.

At that time, he will throw out this "medical book" according to the trend, the whole process is naturally reasonable, and the rest will be arranged by Zhang Sanfeng and others, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

For a while, I just feel refreshed.

Turning on the bed, Song Qingshu calmed down, and An Ran began to meditate.

I do not know how long it has been.

In Song Qingshu's consciousness, he suddenly saw Song Yuanqiao walking towards the small courtyard, he couldn't help interrupting his practice, quickly took off his outer robe and jacket, shook off the quilt to wrap himself up, and pretended to be in a deep sleep.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a soft knock on the door, and it was Song Yuanqiao who walked in lightly.

Although Song Qingshu closed his eyes and pretended to be in deep sleep, he could clearly see the mournful and sighing expression on Song Yuanqiao's face when his consciousness was released.

It wasn't until he sat down by the bed, stretched out his callused big hands to caress his cheeks, that he sighed secretly, and opened his eyes leisurely as if waking up:

"Daddy?"

Song Yuanqiao didn't want to wake him up at all, he just wanted to see him and left, but when he saw him wake up, he couldn't help but pause.

After a few breaths, just now he coughed unnaturally and withdrew his hand.

"Blue Book."

He pressed briefly, stopping Song Qingshu from sitting up.

"It's no big deal, you go to sleep on your own."

Song Qingshu looked at him silently, thinking that this lie was too careless, if nothing happened, why would he come into his room in the middle of the night to see his sleeping face?

After finishing speaking, Song Yuanqiao also felt that his excuse was too shameful. When he saw Song Qingshu, he didn't speak, but just stared at him quietly with his black and white eyes, feeling ashamed and funny at the same time.

"Only you are clever!"

He reached out and "heavily" tapped his son's forehead.

Song Qingshu remained silent.

Seen by his eyes, Song Yuanqiao wanted to take the door away, but when he thought about the job Zhang Sanfeng had just handed over, he stopped thinking and his face became serious.

"Don't make trouble. Qingshu, your grand master sent Weifu and your fourth and sixth uncles to Shaolin to discuss matters, and they will leave early tomorrow morning."

"I wanted to see you, so I left. Now that you are awake, I promise to come to do a few things for my father."

"Daddy, please tell me."

Although Song Qingshu felt a little strange that Zhang Sanfeng would send three of the Seven Heroes—especially the most important disciple Song Yuanqiao, and the most resourceful fourth disciple Zhang Songxi—out to discuss matters at this juncture, but right now It was not a good time to ask a question, so I answered honestly.

Song Yuanqiao's eyes were slightly soft, "One is your grand master. You also saw your fifth uncle and third uncle in Zixiao Palace today. Although your grand master is open-minded by nature, he will not be free from depression in his heart. If you have free time, you can ask him more, even if you have nothing to do, it is better to talk to him more."

After all, it can make his old man happy.

"The second is your mother. She has been in poor health since she gave birth to you. Although she gave birth to you well these years, her foundation was eventually broken. Although you are still young, you are the only male in the family when I am away from home. .”

"Can you take responsibility and take good care of your mother?"

Song Qingshu nodded, "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of my mother."

There was a slight smile on Song Yuanqiao's face.

But then, as if he thought of something, the smile he had just seen was immediately put away, and his face was replaced with a serious expression:

"Finally...the last one is your third uncle."

Then, under Song Qingshu's somewhat surprised gaze, Song Yuanqiao explained the cause and effect of the incident to him, and also truthfully told Yu Daiyan's injury, without hiding anything.

"Your third uncle was injured strangely. This matter is related to the two major sects of Shaolin Wudang. If it is not handled properly, it may be a storm that will sweep the entire martial arts world. That's why your grand master ordered me and your fourth uncle and sixth uncle to go Shaolin Xiangshang sent your fifth uncle to Jiangnan to inquire about your third uncle's assassination."

As for going one step ahead to protect Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu, the young and old of the Longmen Bodyguard Bureau, that was Zhang Sanfeng's compassionate heart.

Even though it was Nadu Dajin's greed for money that caused Yu Daiyan to be robbed by the wicked, Zhang Sanfeng did not anger his family because of this.

Compared to the master, the minds of myself and my juniors are much worse.

Song Yuanqiao sighed.

Looking down at the youngest son, just as he was about to ask a few more words, he saw the boy suddenly sitting up from the bed, reaching out to grab his robe——

"Daddy! Take me to see Grand Master quickly! Third Uncle's injury...Third Uncle's injury can be cured!"

……what?

Song Yuanqiao was shocked at first when he heard the words, and then, his heart couldn't help but burst into ecstasy!

The author has something to say: Xinwen is still very young, I hope everyone will support and care, and all comments are welcome. Please don't hesitate to shoot at me! ~(≧▽≦)/~

PS, thank you little angel Ye Qinian and the gentle little angel for throwing mines, and little angel Wei An for watering the nutrient solution, hug you guys~

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