Song Qingshu: "..."
Look at the aggressive appearance of these four monks... I am afraid that they are the so-called traps and traps that I and Ye Gucheng have guessed for a long time before?
It's just that, as a trick and a trap, it's really a bit...unexpectedly gentle.
Based on what the masked man in black showed at the time, Song Qingshu didn't think that the other party's methods would be so mild and harmless.
So, what is the reason why the other party lured these four middle-aged monks who were probably Shaolin monks to Qiao's house?
Just to let them face Qiao Feng?
Song Qingshu faintly felt that things would not be so simple.
After all, even if they knew that Qiao Feng was a Khitan descendant, there was no need for these Shaolin monks to rush to Qiao's house to arrest people so aggressively.
Secondly, even if Qiao Feng became a Khitan, what's the problem for Shaolin?
As long as he doesn't harm the common people of the Song Kingdom for no reason, and doesn't join the Liao Kingdom's army to help the Liao Emperor attack the Song Dynasty, Shaolin has no reason to be his enemy.
Not to mention taking the initiative to call on the door like now.
There must be some arrangement inside, which they don't know.
Song Qingshu thought.
And his conjecture was soon confirmed.
"Qiao Feng! Where are Qiao Sanhuai and his wife? Hand them over quickly!"
Among the four monks, the head of a tall monk said angrily.
Qiao Feng who was asked was puzzled.
"What do the masters mean?" He stood up and looked at the four monks in a daze. "Qiao's parents are arranging food in the house. How many masters came to ask them to do something?"
The tall monk: "..."
He glanced at Qiao Feng suspiciously, then looked at Song Qingshu, Yin Liting and others who were standing or sitting in the courtyard. After his eyes swept over the half-eaten food and tea on the stone table, the angry look on the face of the tall monk Some receded, and replaced by a look of suspicion amid doubts:
"You really never hurt Qiao Sanhuai and his wife?"
Only Qiao Feng was more puzzled than him.
"What did the master say?" He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why should I hurt my parents?"
When the tall monk heard the words, he had nothing to say again.
At this moment, perhaps hearing movement in the courtyard, Mother Qiao pushed open the door and came out of the earthen house:
"Feng'er? What's the matter? Why is there such a loud noise all of a sudden?"
Before she finished her question, Mother Qiao had already seen the four monks standing in the courtyard, and a smile appeared on her face:
"Hey? Is it the master of Shaolin Temple? Why do you have time to come to my yard today? But the temple is short of dried vegetables?"
As she said that, she quickly put down the work in her hand, walked quickly to a bamboo mat by the side of the house, stretched out her hand three or two times, and pulled the dried vegetables on the bamboo mat into a cloth bag next to it, and tied the mouth of the cloth bag carefully. , and handed it to the leading monk:
"Master, do you see enough of these?"
The tall monk: "..."
He stretched out his hand silently, and took the cloth bag from Qiao's mother, with an indescribable expression on his face.
Another monk behind him quietly reached out to poke him, and the tall monk suddenly came back to his soul, and met Qiao's mother's questioning gaze, showing an embarrassed and polite smile:
"Enough...enough!"
As he said that, he was about to take out the silver and hand it to Qiao's mother.
At this time, Mother Qiao waved her hands with a smile, and said, "A bag of dried vegetables is nothing more than nothing, so you don't have to be polite, Master! Today, my Feng'er brought friends back, and his father and I are preparing meals behind the house. I won't entertain the masters for dinner. Feng'er, go to the kitchen and ask your father for some bowls of hot water to quench the masters' thirst."
"Yes, mother."
Qiao Feng looked at the four monks who were completely stunned, and then at Song Qingshu, Ye Gucheng, Yin Liting, and Duan Yu who had different expressions. He was sure that the latter was there. His mother obediently ran into the back of the house and went to ask his father for hot water.
During this period, Mother Qiao greeted the four monks with a smile, asking if all the masters in the temple are doing well recently?How are some of the monks who used to come and go frequently doing now?
She asked with a smile, and the four monks answered blankly and politely. After each question and answer, the blankness on the faces of the monks gradually receded, and they gradually became calm and at ease.
Song Qingshu watched in amazement.
The existence of mother, no matter where she goes, is very miraculous and... awe-inspiring.
he thinks.
At this moment, Qiao Feng, who had gone to fetch hot water, came back.
He handed four large bowls of hot water to the four monks one by one. Seeing that the four of them took the water in a dazed manner and thanked him habitually, a slight embarrassment appeared on their faces.
so.
What the hell is going on?
***
Watching Mother Qiao turn around and go back to the earthen house, the four monks looked at Qiao Feng with complicated expressions.
"So, you really didn't hurt them."
The tall monk in the lead seemed to have calmed down completely at this moment, and his tone was no longer as angry as before.
Qiao Feng's expression was calm and open: "Naturally."
The tall monk was silent for a moment, met Qiao Feng's peaceful gaze that had never changed, and finally said: "Sorry."
Qiao Feng shook his head.
He didn't care about the misunderstanding of the four people in front of him.
What he cares about is why they have such misunderstandings about themselves.
The tall monk looked a little hesitant.
"Today, I went down the mountain with my four younger brothers to do errands for the temple. On the way back, someone threw a stone and reported that the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng, was rushing to Zeng's house, intending to kill his adoptive parents to vent his hatred."
The tall monk said.
"The situation is urgent, my juniors and I didn't have time to think about it, so we sent a junior back to the temple to ask for help, and the other three juniors and I rushed here. But it was a misunderstanding..."
In the end, the tall monk gradually became a little ashamed.
In the final analysis, it was they who had prejudice against Qiao Feng who had "become a Khitan".
He thought that even Qiao Feng, who was once famous for his integrity and chivalry, could not change the bloodthirsty and cruelty that had been passed down from generation to generation in his bones after he became a Khitan, so he would be indiscriminate. , never doubted the authenticity of the contents of the letter.
Thinking that he had almost wronged Qiao Feng by impulsiveness, and even made a big mistake because of it, the embarrassment on the face of the tall monk couldn't help but aggravated.
Fortunately, Qiao Feng is not that kind of narrow-minded person.
Seeing that the embarrassment on the face of the tall monk was getting worse, he smiled boldly and said:
"Master, don't worry about it. The four were worried about the safety of their parents. As soon as they received the letter, they rushed to Qiao's home. Qiao was only grateful for this. It was just a misunderstanding. Now that it has been solved, Qiao will not let it go." In my heart, I hope that the four masters will not take it to heart."
Hearing this, the four monks saw Qiao Feng's frank and frank expression. Obviously, he was not talking about the scene, but he really thought so in his heart, and they were all relieved immediately.
Among them was a medium-sized monk who said with embarrassment: "I'm also not sure about right and wrong, just because the letter said, Qiao benefactor, that after you learned of your Khitan background, you went mad and refused to recognize your relatives. The deputy head of the clan wants to kill his adoptive parents to vent his hatred, so he firmly believes in this, it really shouldn't be! It shouldn't be!"
The four of them proclaimed the Buddha's name in unison, and all of them showed self-blame and introspection on their faces.
Qiao Feng wanted to persuade again, but suddenly his eyes focused, and he shot behind the four of them like lightning.
Seeing this, the four monks couldn't help turning their heads, and saw more than a dozen Shaolin monks with weapons walking up the hillside, and they were staring at the courtyard.
The four of them were all startled, seeing the dozen or so fellow disciples rushing downhill aggressively, they couldn't help waving their hands and shouting:
"Brothers, wait a little longer! We have some misunderstandings about Qiao's benefactor, please listen to me first!"
All the monks were stunned when they heard the words, and the leading two senior monks who were about 50 years old showed doubts on their faces.
But at any rate, these monks had no doubts about their fellow disciples. The four of them immediately stepped forward and explained in detail what happened before. At the end, a group of monks looked at each other in dismay. hands, but slowly put them down.
The two old monks talked secretly for a few words, and then one of them stood up and made a Buddhist salute to Qiao Feng and the others, saying "Amitabha", and then said:
"Qiao benefactor, this is because my Shaolin disciples acted too recklessly. The old monk apologizes to you on behalf of them."
Qiao Feng hurriedly returned the gift, "Master, you don't have to be like this! It's just a misunderstanding, just solve it, and you really don't need to be too harsh on the four masters."
The old monk shook his head, but didn't say anything more. He just turned his head and took a deep look at Qiao Feng when he led a group of disciples away:
"Benefactor Qiao, if you have free time, go up the mountain to see Master Xuan Ku."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Qiao Feng's reaction and left with others.
Qiao Feng was surprised and uncertain when he heard the words.
Master Xuan Ku is his mentor, apart from the two of them, there should be no third person in Shaolin who knows.
How could this old monk...
Feeling puzzled for a moment, and thinking about the complex expression on the old monk's face when he left, Qiao Feng felt a chill for no reason, and immediately said to Yang Sheng in the room:
"Father, mother, it's still early. The child wants to go to Mount Shaoshi to visit his teacher, Master Xuanku. Is it okay to rush home before dinner?"
Qiao Sanhuai's reply quickly came from the house: "Why not? If you want to go, hurry up, your mother has already stewed the chicken soup, and we don't care if you come back late and the chicken is too old. "
Qiao Feng chuckled twice, and said: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll go back at a fixed speed, and I won't make the two elders wait for a long time."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Qingshu and the others: "Everyone, I want to go to Shaoshi Mountain to explore, but what happened before... makes me worry about my parents, I wonder if Qingshu and City Lord Ye can stay at home temporarily , take care of one or two for me?"
Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng agreed with each other.
Qiao Feng served a new pot of tea for the two of them, and with his mother's laughter and cursing, he took out some snacks from the kitchen and set them on the stone table for the two, then he hurried to Shaolin Temple with Yin Liting and Duan Yu go.
Song Qingshu originally thought that Qiao Feng and the others would return as soon as they went as he said, but he didn't expect that after Qiao Sanhuai and his wife prepared dinner, the four of them waited in the courtyard from the afternoon until it was completely dark, and they didn't see Qiao Feng and his wife. people return.
Although Qiao Sanhuai and his wife didn't say anything, they kept comforting Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng, saying that maybe Master Xuanku and Qiao Feng would not see each other for a long time = reunion and chatted for a while, which wasted a little time, and they should be together later. Will come back, but in fact, the two of them are probably the ones who are more worried.
It wasn't until the pot of chicken soup with a strong aroma on the table was no longer warm that the four people in the courtyard looked forward to Duan Yu returning alone.
And what he brought back was not the good news that the Qiao family expected...
"Brother Song, Brother Ye, Brother asked me to invite you to bring your uncles and aunts and go up the mountain together."
Duan Yu said with a serious face.
***
Song Qingshu now knows why Duan Yu's face was so solemn before.
Not to mention Duan Yu, even he, at this moment, has a very serious expression on his face.
Even the abbot of Shaolin Master Xuanci was standing in front of him with a grateful expression on his face.
"So... Sixth Uncle, you gave away another Ziyang Pill?"
Song Qingshu almost gritted his teeth.
Yin Liting avoided his gaze and almost shrank behind Qiao Feng.
He sighed and said, "Because Master Xuanku is seriously injured, if he doesn't use Ziyang Pill, the master is afraid... I am afraid..."
I'm afraid, it's all gone!Why wait for Song Qingshu to come?
Seeing his soft and timid appearance, Song Qingshu almost laughed angrily!
"So?" He pretended to be indifferent, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fixedly looked at Yin Liting: "Ziyang Pill is when my sixth uncle left the mountain, Grand Master was worried that if my sixth uncle was in danger and no one would help him, his life might be in danger. I just handed it to Uncle Liu to hang his life at a critical moment. Uncle Six is lucky, there are only three grains in total, and most of them can be easily given away as soon as he lets go! If the old master knows this, how can he let him know? Peace of mind?"
Seeing that he was getting more and more angry as he talked, Yin Liting couldn't help shrinking back behind Qiao Feng, and said weakly: "But right now my life is safe..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingshu's eyes widened: "Now is now! Could it be that Uncle Six can guarantee that he will not be injured for the rest of his life?!"
Yin Liting pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Song Qingshu was also a little bit angry, and he was really worried that Yin Liting's kind and soft temperament might be coaxed by others at some point, and sooner or later he would give away the last Ziyang Pill for no reason, and he didn't know it for a while. Resisting it, he exploded in front of Shaolin abbot, an outsider.
At this moment, he regained his composure, knowing that it was justifiable for him to say a few words to him in a hurry, but if he continued, it would be too much.
So I had to endure it silently.
Looking at the old monk lying on the bed in the meditation room with a pale complexion and weak breathing, and then at the Shaolin abbot whose expression of gratitude remained unchanged, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly:
"So? The Purple Sun Pill was also given away, and the master's life was saved for the time being. Sixth Uncle and Qiao Daxia didn't go home for dinner. Instead, he asked Mr. Duan to bring the two of us and the two old men to Shaolin Temple... for the sake of What?"
As soon as he asked, he found that the complexions of several people in the meditation room, including Qiao Feng Yin Liting and the abbot master of Shaolin Temple, changed.
Song Qingshu blinked innocently.
how?Did he ask a question that couldn't be asked?
Look at the aggressive appearance of these four monks... I am afraid that they are the so-called traps and traps that I and Ye Gucheng have guessed for a long time before?
It's just that, as a trick and a trap, it's really a bit...unexpectedly gentle.
Based on what the masked man in black showed at the time, Song Qingshu didn't think that the other party's methods would be so mild and harmless.
So, what is the reason why the other party lured these four middle-aged monks who were probably Shaolin monks to Qiao's house?
Just to let them face Qiao Feng?
Song Qingshu faintly felt that things would not be so simple.
After all, even if they knew that Qiao Feng was a Khitan descendant, there was no need for these Shaolin monks to rush to Qiao's house to arrest people so aggressively.
Secondly, even if Qiao Feng became a Khitan, what's the problem for Shaolin?
As long as he doesn't harm the common people of the Song Kingdom for no reason, and doesn't join the Liao Kingdom's army to help the Liao Emperor attack the Song Dynasty, Shaolin has no reason to be his enemy.
Not to mention taking the initiative to call on the door like now.
There must be some arrangement inside, which they don't know.
Song Qingshu thought.
And his conjecture was soon confirmed.
"Qiao Feng! Where are Qiao Sanhuai and his wife? Hand them over quickly!"
Among the four monks, the head of a tall monk said angrily.
Qiao Feng who was asked was puzzled.
"What do the masters mean?" He stood up and looked at the four monks in a daze. "Qiao's parents are arranging food in the house. How many masters came to ask them to do something?"
The tall monk: "..."
He glanced at Qiao Feng suspiciously, then looked at Song Qingshu, Yin Liting and others who were standing or sitting in the courtyard. After his eyes swept over the half-eaten food and tea on the stone table, the angry look on the face of the tall monk Some receded, and replaced by a look of suspicion amid doubts:
"You really never hurt Qiao Sanhuai and his wife?"
Only Qiao Feng was more puzzled than him.
"What did the master say?" He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why should I hurt my parents?"
When the tall monk heard the words, he had nothing to say again.
At this moment, perhaps hearing movement in the courtyard, Mother Qiao pushed open the door and came out of the earthen house:
"Feng'er? What's the matter? Why is there such a loud noise all of a sudden?"
Before she finished her question, Mother Qiao had already seen the four monks standing in the courtyard, and a smile appeared on her face:
"Hey? Is it the master of Shaolin Temple? Why do you have time to come to my yard today? But the temple is short of dried vegetables?"
As she said that, she quickly put down the work in her hand, walked quickly to a bamboo mat by the side of the house, stretched out her hand three or two times, and pulled the dried vegetables on the bamboo mat into a cloth bag next to it, and tied the mouth of the cloth bag carefully. , and handed it to the leading monk:
"Master, do you see enough of these?"
The tall monk: "..."
He stretched out his hand silently, and took the cloth bag from Qiao's mother, with an indescribable expression on his face.
Another monk behind him quietly reached out to poke him, and the tall monk suddenly came back to his soul, and met Qiao's mother's questioning gaze, showing an embarrassed and polite smile:
"Enough...enough!"
As he said that, he was about to take out the silver and hand it to Qiao's mother.
At this time, Mother Qiao waved her hands with a smile, and said, "A bag of dried vegetables is nothing more than nothing, so you don't have to be polite, Master! Today, my Feng'er brought friends back, and his father and I are preparing meals behind the house. I won't entertain the masters for dinner. Feng'er, go to the kitchen and ask your father for some bowls of hot water to quench the masters' thirst."
"Yes, mother."
Qiao Feng looked at the four monks who were completely stunned, and then at Song Qingshu, Ye Gucheng, Yin Liting, and Duan Yu who had different expressions. He was sure that the latter was there. His mother obediently ran into the back of the house and went to ask his father for hot water.
During this period, Mother Qiao greeted the four monks with a smile, asking if all the masters in the temple are doing well recently?How are some of the monks who used to come and go frequently doing now?
She asked with a smile, and the four monks answered blankly and politely. After each question and answer, the blankness on the faces of the monks gradually receded, and they gradually became calm and at ease.
Song Qingshu watched in amazement.
The existence of mother, no matter where she goes, is very miraculous and... awe-inspiring.
he thinks.
At this moment, Qiao Feng, who had gone to fetch hot water, came back.
He handed four large bowls of hot water to the four monks one by one. Seeing that the four of them took the water in a dazed manner and thanked him habitually, a slight embarrassment appeared on their faces.
so.
What the hell is going on?
***
Watching Mother Qiao turn around and go back to the earthen house, the four monks looked at Qiao Feng with complicated expressions.
"So, you really didn't hurt them."
The tall monk in the lead seemed to have calmed down completely at this moment, and his tone was no longer as angry as before.
Qiao Feng's expression was calm and open: "Naturally."
The tall monk was silent for a moment, met Qiao Feng's peaceful gaze that had never changed, and finally said: "Sorry."
Qiao Feng shook his head.
He didn't care about the misunderstanding of the four people in front of him.
What he cares about is why they have such misunderstandings about themselves.
The tall monk looked a little hesitant.
"Today, I went down the mountain with my four younger brothers to do errands for the temple. On the way back, someone threw a stone and reported that the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng, was rushing to Zeng's house, intending to kill his adoptive parents to vent his hatred."
The tall monk said.
"The situation is urgent, my juniors and I didn't have time to think about it, so we sent a junior back to the temple to ask for help, and the other three juniors and I rushed here. But it was a misunderstanding..."
In the end, the tall monk gradually became a little ashamed.
In the final analysis, it was they who had prejudice against Qiao Feng who had "become a Khitan".
He thought that even Qiao Feng, who was once famous for his integrity and chivalry, could not change the bloodthirsty and cruelty that had been passed down from generation to generation in his bones after he became a Khitan, so he would be indiscriminate. , never doubted the authenticity of the contents of the letter.
Thinking that he had almost wronged Qiao Feng by impulsiveness, and even made a big mistake because of it, the embarrassment on the face of the tall monk couldn't help but aggravated.
Fortunately, Qiao Feng is not that kind of narrow-minded person.
Seeing that the embarrassment on the face of the tall monk was getting worse, he smiled boldly and said:
"Master, don't worry about it. The four were worried about the safety of their parents. As soon as they received the letter, they rushed to Qiao's home. Qiao was only grateful for this. It was just a misunderstanding. Now that it has been solved, Qiao will not let it go." In my heart, I hope that the four masters will not take it to heart."
Hearing this, the four monks saw Qiao Feng's frank and frank expression. Obviously, he was not talking about the scene, but he really thought so in his heart, and they were all relieved immediately.
Among them was a medium-sized monk who said with embarrassment: "I'm also not sure about right and wrong, just because the letter said, Qiao benefactor, that after you learned of your Khitan background, you went mad and refused to recognize your relatives. The deputy head of the clan wants to kill his adoptive parents to vent his hatred, so he firmly believes in this, it really shouldn't be! It shouldn't be!"
The four of them proclaimed the Buddha's name in unison, and all of them showed self-blame and introspection on their faces.
Qiao Feng wanted to persuade again, but suddenly his eyes focused, and he shot behind the four of them like lightning.
Seeing this, the four monks couldn't help turning their heads, and saw more than a dozen Shaolin monks with weapons walking up the hillside, and they were staring at the courtyard.
The four of them were all startled, seeing the dozen or so fellow disciples rushing downhill aggressively, they couldn't help waving their hands and shouting:
"Brothers, wait a little longer! We have some misunderstandings about Qiao's benefactor, please listen to me first!"
All the monks were stunned when they heard the words, and the leading two senior monks who were about 50 years old showed doubts on their faces.
But at any rate, these monks had no doubts about their fellow disciples. The four of them immediately stepped forward and explained in detail what happened before. At the end, a group of monks looked at each other in dismay. hands, but slowly put them down.
The two old monks talked secretly for a few words, and then one of them stood up and made a Buddhist salute to Qiao Feng and the others, saying "Amitabha", and then said:
"Qiao benefactor, this is because my Shaolin disciples acted too recklessly. The old monk apologizes to you on behalf of them."
Qiao Feng hurriedly returned the gift, "Master, you don't have to be like this! It's just a misunderstanding, just solve it, and you really don't need to be too harsh on the four masters."
The old monk shook his head, but didn't say anything more. He just turned his head and took a deep look at Qiao Feng when he led a group of disciples away:
"Benefactor Qiao, if you have free time, go up the mountain to see Master Xuan Ku."
After finishing speaking, he ignored Qiao Feng's reaction and left with others.
Qiao Feng was surprised and uncertain when he heard the words.
Master Xuan Ku is his mentor, apart from the two of them, there should be no third person in Shaolin who knows.
How could this old monk...
Feeling puzzled for a moment, and thinking about the complex expression on the old monk's face when he left, Qiao Feng felt a chill for no reason, and immediately said to Yang Sheng in the room:
"Father, mother, it's still early. The child wants to go to Mount Shaoshi to visit his teacher, Master Xuanku. Is it okay to rush home before dinner?"
Qiao Sanhuai's reply quickly came from the house: "Why not? If you want to go, hurry up, your mother has already stewed the chicken soup, and we don't care if you come back late and the chicken is too old. "
Qiao Feng chuckled twice, and said: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll go back at a fixed speed, and I won't make the two elders wait for a long time."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Song Qingshu and the others: "Everyone, I want to go to Shaoshi Mountain to explore, but what happened before... makes me worry about my parents, I wonder if Qingshu and City Lord Ye can stay at home temporarily , take care of one or two for me?"
Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng agreed with each other.
Qiao Feng served a new pot of tea for the two of them, and with his mother's laughter and cursing, he took out some snacks from the kitchen and set them on the stone table for the two, then he hurried to Shaolin Temple with Yin Liting and Duan Yu go.
Song Qingshu originally thought that Qiao Feng and the others would return as soon as they went as he said, but he didn't expect that after Qiao Sanhuai and his wife prepared dinner, the four of them waited in the courtyard from the afternoon until it was completely dark, and they didn't see Qiao Feng and his wife. people return.
Although Qiao Sanhuai and his wife didn't say anything, they kept comforting Song Qingshu and Ye Gucheng, saying that maybe Master Xuanku and Qiao Feng would not see each other for a long time = reunion and chatted for a while, which wasted a little time, and they should be together later. Will come back, but in fact, the two of them are probably the ones who are more worried.
It wasn't until the pot of chicken soup with a strong aroma on the table was no longer warm that the four people in the courtyard looked forward to Duan Yu returning alone.
And what he brought back was not the good news that the Qiao family expected...
"Brother Song, Brother Ye, Brother asked me to invite you to bring your uncles and aunts and go up the mountain together."
Duan Yu said with a serious face.
***
Song Qingshu now knows why Duan Yu's face was so solemn before.
Not to mention Duan Yu, even he, at this moment, has a very serious expression on his face.
Even the abbot of Shaolin Master Xuanci was standing in front of him with a grateful expression on his face.
"So... Sixth Uncle, you gave away another Ziyang Pill?"
Song Qingshu almost gritted his teeth.
Yin Liting avoided his gaze and almost shrank behind Qiao Feng.
He sighed and said, "Because Master Xuanku is seriously injured, if he doesn't use Ziyang Pill, the master is afraid... I am afraid..."
I'm afraid, it's all gone!Why wait for Song Qingshu to come?
Seeing his soft and timid appearance, Song Qingshu almost laughed angrily!
"So?" He pretended to be indifferent, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fixedly looked at Yin Liting: "Ziyang Pill is when my sixth uncle left the mountain, Grand Master was worried that if my sixth uncle was in danger and no one would help him, his life might be in danger. I just handed it to Uncle Liu to hang his life at a critical moment. Uncle Six is lucky, there are only three grains in total, and most of them can be easily given away as soon as he lets go! If the old master knows this, how can he let him know? Peace of mind?"
Seeing that he was getting more and more angry as he talked, Yin Liting couldn't help shrinking back behind Qiao Feng, and said weakly: "But right now my life is safe..."
Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingshu's eyes widened: "Now is now! Could it be that Uncle Six can guarantee that he will not be injured for the rest of his life?!"
Yin Liting pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Song Qingshu was also a little bit angry, and he was really worried that Yin Liting's kind and soft temperament might be coaxed by others at some point, and sooner or later he would give away the last Ziyang Pill for no reason, and he didn't know it for a while. Resisting it, he exploded in front of Shaolin abbot, an outsider.
At this moment, he regained his composure, knowing that it was justifiable for him to say a few words to him in a hurry, but if he continued, it would be too much.
So I had to endure it silently.
Looking at the old monk lying on the bed in the meditation room with a pale complexion and weak breathing, and then at the Shaolin abbot whose expression of gratitude remained unchanged, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly:
"So? The Purple Sun Pill was also given away, and the master's life was saved for the time being. Sixth Uncle and Qiao Daxia didn't go home for dinner. Instead, he asked Mr. Duan to bring the two of us and the two old men to Shaolin Temple... for the sake of What?"
As soon as he asked, he found that the complexions of several people in the meditation room, including Qiao Feng Yin Liting and the abbot master of Shaolin Temple, changed.
Song Qingshu blinked innocently.
how?Did he ask a question that couldn't be asked?
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