[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

The man in black did a good job of hiding in place.

If it was an ordinary person from the rivers and lakes, there must be nowhere to look for him at this time.

But how could Song Qingshu be an ordinary quack?

In his spiritual perception, the existence of the man in black was no different from before, and it was still very clear.

As he expected, after the opponent confidently avoided his and Ye Gucheng's eyes, he really chased Qiao Feng and others in the direction they were heading at a very fast speed.

"His target is Qiao's house? Or..."

——Qiao Feng?

Song Qingshu couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

However, with the strength shown by the other party, I am afraid it is still higher than Qiao Feng's "No. 1 youth generation of Wulin in Song Dynasty"!

Even with the addition of Yin Liting, combined with the strength of the two of them, they may not necessarily be the opponent of the man in black.

As for Duan Yu...

Although this young man has learned a lot of martial arts skills, he lacks the necessary practical experience. If he really takes action, being able to protect himself is already the best result. Song Qingshu can't expect him to be free to help Qiao Feng And Yin Liting.

"Acheng!"

He greeted, seeing that Ye Gucheng really connected with him, he did the same lightness kung fu with him without saying anything, and rushed towards the direction where Qiao Feng and the others were leaving, he couldn't help but smile a little bit in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that person has a lot to do with Qiao Daxia."

While on the road, Song Qingshu was distracted and communicated with Ye Gucheng.

"Otherwise, even if you are inspired by the seven emotions in the world, and your obsessions in your heart are magnified, you shouldn't behave like that."

Ye Gucheng murmured, "If it is said that he has a close relationship with Qiao Daxia, the entire Shaoshi Mountain is only his parents and Master Shaolin Xuanku who once saved his life and taught him martial arts. Even though the man covered his face with a cloth scarf, Under the black turban, you can see traces of hair on the sideburns... It should not be Master Xuanku."

"According to Daxia Qiao, his father, Mr. San Huai, was just an ordinary farmer. Although it is possible for Mr. San Huai to hide his martial arts and pretend to be an ordinary farmer without martial arts, even if he was not noticed by Qiao Daxia, who was still inexperienced in martial arts at that time, he would usually There are many contacts with Shaolin monks here, and it is very likely that they will be detected..."

Therefore, the possibility of the opponent being Qiao Sanhuai is extremely low.

"Or someone who has nothing to do with Shaoshi Mountain?" Song Qingshu guessed, "Apart from intentionally avoiding people from the Beggar Clan during this journey, we have not deliberately concealed our whereabouts. If we want to inquire, anyone who has some energy in this Jianghu , it is not difficult to know the whereabouts of our group."

"If that's the case, why should the other party pay attention to our movements all the time?" Ye Gucheng expressed doubts, "If you only want to know us, or the whereabouts of Qiao Daxia, you don't need to do this, right?"

"That's why I subconsciously decided that he was planning something when I noticed the other party's snooping." Song Qingshu also frowned, "I'm afraid this plan has a lot to do with our real-time movements..."

After a few breaths of silence, the two suddenly spoke again at the same time:

"trap?"

"trap?"

—Although they are not the same description, they express the same meaning.

"If that's the case, Uncle Six and the others..."

I'm afraid there's going to be big trouble.

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the other side.

Qiao Feng and the other three, whom Song Qingshu thought would be in serious trouble, were already standing beside a hillside on the Yang side of Shaoshi Mountain.

Bypassing the not-so-high hillside in front of them, a not-so-big ordinary farmhouse appeared in front of the three of them.

There are three ordinary earthen houses in the courtyard, and a small vegetable garden has been neatly arranged beside the houses.

There is also a tall jujube tree planted beside the vegetable garden, under the tree there are some tattered straw woven hats and an old teapot whose handle has been broken in two.

In the courtyard, a hen and a group of chicks were pecking around, and there were several bamboo mats where dried vegetables were drying...

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard, Qiao Feng couldn't help but his eyes flushed slightly.

Yin Liting saw that his body was trembling a little, and his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, so he stretched out his hand and patted his friend's shoulder comfortingly.

——For a moment, he almost felt like the tall and resolute man in front of him seemed to be showing a fragile expression like a young child when he was wronged outside and ran back home with red eyes looking for his parents to comfort him illusion.

Qiao Feng noticed his movement, turned his head, and smiled at him somewhat reluctantly.

"Brother Yin, second brother, come in with me! If my mother knows that I have brought friends back, she will slaughter a fat chicken tonight, and then prepare a table of good food and vegetables, so that she can entertain her son's friends. "

While talking, Qiao Feng raised his voice and shouted into the room:

"Father! Mother! The child is back!"

There was a moment of silence in the earthen house, when suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Feng'er? But my son Qiao Feng is back?"

Accompanied by the voice, the door of the room was hurriedly pushed open from the inside, and then a thin woman of some age walked out.

"mother!"

Seeing this woman, Qiao Feng was surprised and delighted, but also had an unbelievable look on his face, his nose couldn't help sore, he took two quick steps forward, bent his knees, and knelt down in front of her.

The thin woman stretched out her hand to caress his shoulder, and looked at his face carefully. After a moment, a layer of water appeared in her eyes:

"Feng'er! It's really my son Feng'er!"

The mother and son almost hugged each other and cried.

At this time, from the earthen house behind Qiao's mother, another old man with a somewhat stooped figure walked out.

As soon as the old man went out, he saw Qiao Feng and his mother crying, and not far from the door, there were two strange young people standing there with embarrassing and touched expressions...

The agitated look on the old man's face suddenly calmed down.

"What are you two crying about! Wouldn't it be a good thing for Feng'er to come back? Why are you crying! Let the guests see the joke."

The old man scowled and said in a muffled voice.

"Father!" Qiao Feng saw the old man, and the sockets of his eyes that had just stopped crying suddenly turned red again.

Thinking of his father carrying himself on his shoulders and playing around with him when he was young, as if he was tall enough to shield him from all the wind and rain on the road ahead, and then he looked at the figure in front of him who was already hunched, and compared to his thin and small mother, he seemed like An old man who is not much taller...

Qiao Feng couldn't stop feeling sore in his heart.

"Father, the child is back!" Qiao Feng helped his mother up, and walked with her to Qiao Sanhuai. Seeing the old man holding back his joy and scolding others with a stern face, he couldn't help grinning, revealing that he didn't care at all. Not the straightforward smile of "North Qiaofeng".

"Are you back? Good to be back." Qiao Sanhuai saw his son who had walked up to him, and looked at the familiar face that he hadn't seen for several years. His face was also gradually captured by the smile.

He smiled and patted Qiao Feng's shoulder: "Let's have dinner at home tonight? Let your mother kill the strongest little rooster and make soup for you."

"Hey!" Qiao Feng responded happily, thinking of Yin Liting and Duan Yu again, he walked over and pulled them over, and introduced them to the two elders: "Father, mother, this is my best friend, brother Yin Liting and brother Yin, and sworn brothers Brother Duan Yu, he and I have had lifelong friendships. This time I brought them back home, but I have to trouble my parents to entertain them."

"Hey! What nonsense are you talking about! Your mother and I are only happy when you have a friend at home. What's the trouble? We will have dinner at home tonight and stay at home after dinner. Hey, old lady, this year's new year Where did you put the quilt you made? Take it out later and put it in Afeng’s house...forget it, I’ll find it myself.”

At first, Qiao Sanhuai pretended to reprimand Qiao Feng, but after talking about it, she simply went into the house to decorate the room.

Mother Qiao watched with a smile as her old man turned around and walked into the house under the pretext of going back to the house to tidy up the bedding in the room, pretending that he didn't notice the tears in his eyes the moment the old man turned around.

"Feng'er, invite your friend to sit under the jujube tree. After walking so far, are you thirsty and tired? Mother, go and pour some water for you, and then bring some food to pad your stomach first."

Watching Qiao Sanhuai's back disappear behind the door, Mother Qiao turned her head and said to Qiao Feng in a warm voice.

Without waiting for Qiao Feng to respond, Yin Liting hastily waved his hands and refused:

"Auntie, don't bother, we are not thirsty..."

"You have come all the way to this Shaoshi mountain without even riding a horse. How can you not be tired or thirsty? Good boy, you are welcome here, just treat this place as your own home, but don't restrain yourself .”

Mother Qiao was still smiling and good-natured, but she pushed Qiao Feng uncompromisingly, asking him to take someone to sit at the stone table under the tree, and she turned around and went into the house, preparing tea and eating .

Seeing this, Yin Liting and Duan Yu had no choice but to sit down under the jujube tree with Qiao Feng.

And seeing his parents, Qiao Feng felt like a huge rock in his heart, and it finally fell to the ground safely.

"Brother Yin, second brother, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Before I came back, I was full of thoughts about meeting my parents, how to ask them, whether I am their biological child, and what my background is like."

"But now that I really see the second elder, I can only feel joy in my heart. As for whether I am the second elder's biological child, it is not as important as I thought at the beginning."

——So what if it’s your own life or not?

They were still Qiao Feng's parents after all.

If there is no beneficence, is there even no benevolence?

He doesn't remember being raised like this.

Qiao Feng's heart was at peace, and he felt that the haze that shrouded his head seemed to have become much thinner, and the anger accumulated in his heart since the Xingzilin incident also faded a lot.

Yin Liting and Duan Yu saw that his brows were stretched and his face was peaceful, they suddenly became more enlightened, and they were also very happy for him at the moment.

"Brother Qiao, it's good if you can think like this." Yin Liting said happily.

Qiao Feng nodded to him with a smile, and seeing Duan Yu was also smiling, he also patted his shoulder, without saying anything.

And when Qiao's mother brought tea and food, and caught a little rooster and took it to the back to be busy killing the chicken and cooking, Qiao Feng and the three sat under the big jujube tree in the courtyard, drinking tea and eating, while Talk about some interesting things about Qiao Feng's childhood.

So when Song Qingshu, worried about Yin Liting and others, rushed to Qiao's house with Ye Gucheng as quickly as possible without arousing suspicion, what he saw was such a harmonious, peaceful and joyful scene screen of...

Song Qingshu: "..."

and many more.

What about the trap?

What about the trap?

He and Ye Gucheng have been discussing countermeasures all the way, why are they nervous and worried while rushing on time?

Give him back his worries_(:3∠)_

Being dragged into the yard by Ye Gucheng, Song Qingshu's expression was extremely melancholy.

But before he saw his appearance, Yin Liting, who thought he had something wrong in the fight with the man in black, asked aloud, and the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard suddenly.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a group of four middle-aged monks walking into the small courtyard anxiously.