As the words "Senior Brother Song" reached Qiao Heng's ears, in an instant, the barking of peasant dogs from afar outside the window, the sound of the wind blowing the branches and leaves, and the subtle crackling sound of the burning candle wick all seemed to be silent at this moment. And the voice used by the other party when he speaks is not unfamiliar to him at all, and perhaps it is still very appropriate to use the word "unforgettable" to describe it.

- Zhang Wuji!

The brush in Qiao Heng's hand hung slightly in the air and stagnated above the rice paper, and a drop of ink gradually slipped down the tip of the pen, revealing a dazzling ink on the paper.

He raised his head slowly, and the eyes of the two seemed to meet through the window paper.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond for a long time, Zhang Wuji clenched his fingers hanging by his side, then took a deep breath and reached out to probe the window, which was not locked from the inside, so he stood outside the house and opened the window.

As the window slowly opened, a gust of wind squeezed into the room, and the candle on the candlestick struggled for a while, and finally the light was still helplessly extinguished and turned into a wisp of smoke.

Zhang Wuji looked at him tightly and called again, "Senior Brother Song." ”

A nameless anger suddenly ignited in Qiao Heng's heart, and then he was forcefully suppressed and reverted back into a pool of stagnant water.

His expression remained unchanged, and he didn't say anything like "You recognize the wrong person", "Who are you talking to", "I don't know any Senior Brother Song", and so on, who is so vulgar that he only continues to treat this person as a fool to coax him.

He didn't know if Zhang Wuji had been pretending to be crazy and stupid all along, or if he had just recently regained his senses, let alone why he had pointed out the identities of the two at this time. But there was not the slightest panic in his heart, perhaps as early as the beginning, he subconsciously began to rehearse for the scene of being revealed by others today.

It's just that among the many scenes he imagined that his identity was revealed, Ah Man, who had been with him since he came to this world not long after, Qiao Heng never thought that he would have a relationship with Zhang Wuji. Qiao Heng was a little indifferent and secretly thought about his self-inflicted amorousness, how could this person need his own sympathy, his own pity, his own empathy, he was the darling of this world, the pride of the sky, where did he have the qualifications to pity him?

Thinking of the mistakes made by the original owner of the body in the past, Qiao Heng felt that his impression in Zhang Wuji's heart had long been reduced to a complete villain, and now that he was a person who should have been buried in the earth but was still alive and well, in the eyes of anyone, he would probably think that he had used some conspiracy to escape by deceit.

That kind of taste of saying too many things and making many mistakes and being indisputable, after several years of reincarnation, is still enough to make him remember his muscles and bones, and he will never forget it.

So, he simply said, even politely, "This is the end of the matter, and there is nothing to say below." Now he is just a wasted person, and Zhang Dajiao mainly kills and listens to the respect. ”

Qiao Heng's face was a little tired, maybe it was just because of the tiredness revealed by sleepless in the middle of the night, but Zhang Wuji subconsciously felt that it was more than that.

He listened to Qiao Heng's mouthful of "below", calling him "wasted" and "Sect Master Zhang", and his expression couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Senior brother is too damn when he says this......"

The moonlight was like silver, and the young man sitting by the window in the room looked even darker and sickly against the backdrop of the moonlight.

Of course, Zhang Wuji knows that now that the other party's internal strength is completely lost, and he is constantly meditating every day, for martial arts people, this person is indeed a wasted person, but when he really heard him say it so bluntly, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhang Wuji noticed that Qiao Heng was not touched by his words at all, his expression couldn't help but be a little sad, and he said: "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, how can you use a sword to face each other." ”

"Even if Senior Brother doesn't care, I can't forget Senior Brother Jì's helping hand to me. I don't know why my brother is still alive, I won't ask if I don't say it, I just know that I'm very happy to see my brother again. He remembered what happened to him before, and a smile with a strong bitter taste appeared on his face, and he continued, "I think Senior Brother also knows that I originally had a general under him, surnamed Zhu and named Yuanzhang, and I was calculated by him before. I was sunk to the bottom of the river and almost died, but fortunately I was rescued by my brother to pick up this life......"

At first, he lost all his memories in a daze, looking like a fool and unable to speak, and it was not until a long time later that he gradually regained his old memories.

Zhang Wuji is not the kind of person who is ignorant of the world, he understands that with his stupid appearance at the beginning, even if someone is kind for a while and picks up the unconscious himself, but after treatment, he finds that he is actually an idiot, and he is afraid that he will have to give up himself. But Senior Brother Song never thought him was a burden, nor did he drive him away, but took good care of him, teaching him to treat people little by little like parents teach children.

In the eyes of outsiders, he and Senior Brother Song are two out-and-out medicine jars, the one who is sane is sick, and the one who is unclear is injured. The price of medicine has been high in recent years, and now that I think about it, Senior Brother Song has never cut off his "fool's" medicine for a day, and at that time, he was just a complete drag, a stranger who was not related to him.

Later, he watched Senior Brother Song choose to live in seclusion in the village.

Senior Brother Song should have been the third generation head of Wudang, and his martial arts and talents are extraordinary, Senior Brother Song has always been arrogant, but he can't resist the pleading of the old village chief, so he reined in his edge, forgot his former grandeur, buried his past grievances, and was willing to be an ordinary teacher.

Vaguely, he seemed to have returned to the old times, and got a glimpse of the Wudang Jade / Mian Meng Wei who was praised by everyone in the rivers and lakes in the past that he didn't understand.

He spent some time with Senior Brother Song when he was young, but he was too young at that time and didn't have much memory of Senior Brother Song. When they met again later, he witnessed Senior Brother Song's treachery, murder of the teacher, and betrayal of Wudang step by step, and his ruthless and decisive actions, from high-spirited to infamous, it was difficult for Zhang Wuji to describe what kind of image Senior Brother Song was in his mind.

Zhang Wuji looked at Qiao Heng, the young man in the room was sick but his back was straight, his eyes were deep and calm, it seemed that every time he saw Senior Brother Song, his impression of him would always be habitually overturned and rebuilt.

Although Zhang Wuji did not elaborate on the contradictions between him and Zhu Yuanzhang, Qiao Heng could still roughly guess a thing or two, but he didn't care about these things.

His gaze avoided Zhang Wuji's cunzài, and through the window, he looked at the plane tree in the courtyard and the crescent moon hanging on the treetops, and his whole mind was empty. After a while, he retracted his gaze, refocused his attention on Zhang Wuji, and said very humbly: "Sect Master Zhang is afraid that he has forgotten, he is a rebel in the next / as a teacher, and now he has ...... with Wudang It doesn't matter, I really don't deserve the title of 'senior brother' of the sect master, and I can't be at peace below. ”

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly: "...... The more Senior Brother Song talked, the more excessive. ”

Thinking of Senior Brother Song's killing of the Seventh Senior Uncle, Zhang Wuji's eyes dimmed for a moment.

After a while, Zhang Wuji added slowly and earnestly, "In my mind, Senior Brother Song will always be my senior brother. ”

Qiao Heng said calmly: "What's the point of Sect Leader Zhang saying this to me, a 'dead person'?"

"Senior Brother Song, you deceived everyone so hard. I saw Uncle Song before I was martyred, and he lost nearly half of his weight, so why don't you go back and see him. ”

"I'm a Wudang rebel, and I'm still not good. Qiao Heng said, "Since Sect Master Zhang has recovered from his injuries and lives in a simple place, he will not stay with the sect leader for a long time. I only hope that Sect Master Zhang will raise his noble hand and not mention my whereabouts to outsiders, so that I can linger in this village for a few more years. ”

Zhang Wuji: "Senior Brother Song, is this pushing me away? I won't leave." ”

Qiao Heng was silent for a moment, and then said, "Also, the person who should leave on his own should be me." After saying that, he closed the window and isolated Zhang Wuji from the window.

Zhang Wuji didn't understand why he said this, so he hurriedly came to the door, pushed open the door and stepped into the room. He stood at the door and said, "What does Senior Brother Song mean by this, Senior Brother just doesn't want to see me like this?" Speaking of this, he remembered that Senior Brother Song had indeed been annoyed with him all along.

Qiao Heng said politely: "Excuse me, let me go out." "Now that his identity has been exposed, there's no point in staying here any longer, it's in vain. He didn't have much possessions, and he never lacked experience in walking at night, and he might be prevented from leaving by the villagers during the day, so he really planned to leave at night.

Zhang Wuji blocked the door and didn't let a single step.

Qiao Heng: "What's the matter, Sect Leader Zhang finally decided to deal with me, a Wudang rebel, for Tianxingdao?"

Zhang Wuji was stabbed in the heart by Qiao Heng's words: "I never thought about it like this!" Senior Brother Song would rather trust a fool who does not distinguish between good and evil and does not know the details, rather than trust himself who appeared in front of him as a junior brother!

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Song, I have already written the situation of you and me on the letter, calculate the time, this letter has probably been sent to Wudang Mountain. Since your 'death', the state of the master has not been very good, and I am worried...... That's it, no matter how much I say, you won't believe it, as long as you see the master, you will know that what I said is true or false. Senior Brother Song, can you wait with me for the master to come over?"

Qiao Heng didn't expect Zhang Wuji's movements to be so fast, he said word by word: "Zhang Wuji, you are forcing me to die." ”

Zhang Wuji really didn't mean this, he was sad and angry in his heart, he was so angry that his senior brother trembled, he couldn't help but say: "Song Qingshu! Do you have to be so cold-hearted and cold-hearted! The master uncle is so good to you, and the whole Wudang is obvious to all! After you 'die', the second master sighs when he mentions you, and the sixth uncle Yin secretly doesn't know how many times he cried for you! They hate you for killing the seventh uncle, but who doesn't know that there is also Chen Youliang stirring up trouble here, is it so difficult for you to admit your mistake?! But if you sincerely repent, who is willing to force you to a dead end? It's been so long, why don't you still understand this truth! Senior Brother Song, it's okay for you to believe me once?"

Zhang Wuji also swore an oath: "I, Zhang Wuji, do things by myself and bear it by myself, it is a letter I sent to Wudang, even if I accompany my life, I will protect you well!"

……

Wudang Mountain——

Three days have passed since the day Zhao Min went up the mountain.

Everyone discussed how to hide their identities after going down the mountain, and how to go to Zhu Yuanzhang to find out the news of Zhang Wuji, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Daiyan were ready to leave the Wudang faction today. And Zhao Min had left two days ago, and went on the road alone to find Zhang Wuji.

However, on this day, the sky was still white, and the air was still a little cool in the early morning, and a letter was carried from the foot of the mountain to Wudang Mountain.

A young Wudang disciple came to a Taoist temple, knocked on the door, and bowed outside the hall to say goodbye.

Song Yuanqiao said in the hall: "Come in." ”

This Wudang disciple walked into the room and said what he meant: "Senior Uncle, here is a letter from Senior Brother Zhang to you. ”

Song Yuanqiao took the letter and asked, "Which Senior Brother Zhang?"

"It's Senior Brother Wuji. ”

Song Yuanqiao was taken aback. Mowgli's letter?

He quickly opened the envelope and pulled out the rice paper, shaking it open as he quickly read the contents.

……

Song Yuanqiao took the contents of the letter line by line. At first, there was a bit of joy and relief in his eyes, but after seeing it, the expression on his face became solemn, and the emotions in his eyes rolled endlessly.

The Wudang disciple who brought the letter over trembled without warning when he saw that the hand of the master who was holding the letter paper trembled without warning, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"A bunch of nonsense!" these four words seemed to be squeezed out of Song Yuanqiao's teeth.

The young Wudang disciple was taken aback. Uncle Song has always shown a gentle and elegant image, since the incident of Senior Brother Song, Uncle Song's affection has become less and less, what is written on this letter, it will actually stimulate Uncle Song's face to change directly?

Song Yuanqiao trembled and changed a page of letterhead, and repeated the previous words to himself: "A bunch of nonsense......"

He stood up suddenly, his fingers clenched, and the letter was forced to clump in his palm.

The Wudang disciple who hadn't left before saw Song Yuanqiao standing up, so he subconsciously called: "Master Uncle?"

However, Song Yuanqiao ignored him as a person as if he hadn't heard him at all, and strode directly outside.

The young Wudang disciple stood in place for a while before he finally reacted, and he hurriedly ran out of the door, but there was no longer a figure of the master outside. The master uncle actually used the light gong directly. He said in his heart, I'm in trouble now, Senior Brother Wuji, what is the origin of your letter. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly ran to find the second uncle.

……

The young birds chirp, and the wind sends the fragrance of wood.

After Wudang Mountain, Song Yuanqiao came here step by step, but saw him walking towards a tall ancient tree with a letter paper in his hand, and a tombstone was erected alone next to the tree.

- The tomb of the rebel son Song Qingshu.

Song Yuanqiao, who has not been here for a long time, saw these big characters written by himself, and his heart was complicated and indescribable. He saw that his surroundings were desolate and deserted, and his eyes showed a bit of melancholy.

Remembering what Wuji said in his heart, he used his internal strength in his palm and slapped it to the slightly/bulging tomb. Suddenly, dust splattered, obscuring the view.

……

"What are you talking about? You said that Senior Brother He received a letter written by Wuji, and after Senior Brother read it, he didn't know where he went?" Yu Lianzhou looked slightly stunned.

The letter written by Wuji, who was suspected of being killed by Zhu Yuanzhang, and the face of the senior brother who changed directly after reading the letter, made him puzzled.

That Wudang disciple said honestly: "It is indeed the letter of Senior Brother Wuji." Early this morning, someone at the foot of the mountain sent this letter, which was signed with the name of Senior Brother Wuji, and the words on the envelope did belong to Senior Brother Wuji's handwriting. ”

Yu Lianzhou's expression was a little heavy, he didn't think much about it, and directly asked this disciple who came to report the news to tell several other uncles and uncles about it, and he himself got up directly, preparing to go to the place where the senior brother might go to have a look.

Yu Daiyan was originally packing his luggage, and in another hour or two, he was going down the mountain to find Wuji's traces, whether it was life or death, there would be news anyway. And at this time, he was suddenly told by a young Wudang disciple that the long-missing Wuji nephew had written a letter and sent it to the senior brother, and the senior brother turned pale after seeing it, and then left the room with no thoughts, and now he is missing.

Yu Daiyan asked, "You said that the letter was sent to Senior Brother by name by Wuji?"

The Wudang disciple nodded yes.

Yu Daiyan said again: "Tell me what is written on the envelope." ”

"It reads 'The big disciple of the Wudang faction, Master Song'. ”

It seems that the fact that the elder brother does not belong to the matter is indeed related to Wuji, Wuji's previous letters were written respectfully "An Qi" instead of "Qin Qi", either this letter was written by someone with ulterior intentions in his name, or this letter was indeed written by Wuji himself, but it wrote some important content that is best examined by the senior brother himself, if it is the latter, what important news is written on it? And where is Wuji? What is his current condition?

Yu Daiyan waved his hand and let this junior disciple leave on his own, and before leaving, he advised: "You go back first, you must keep your mouth shut about this morning's affairs." ”

"The disciple knows. The other party replied.

Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, and Yin Liting searched all the places where Song Yuanqiao might go, but they didn't find the senior brother.

Yin Liting asked, "Will the senior brother leave Wudang directly?"

Zhang Songxi shook his head: "I asked the disciples guarding the gate, none of them saw the senior brother pass by at the mountain gate, and the senior brother should still be in Wudang." Saying that, he denied his speculation again, "With Senior Brother's light skills, if he really leaves Wudang from the mountain gate, those young disciples probably won't be able to detect it." ”

Yu Daiyan had been paralyzed in bed all the year round, and he had to develop a much-thinking temperament due to the years of hard life, and he had not spoken since just now, until this time he spoke, and said: "I think there is a place we haven't taken a look at." ”

Yu Lianzhou: "You mean ......?"

Yin Liting urged: "Two senior brothers, don't sell Guanzi, we finally learned the news of Wuji, and the senior brother seems to have encountered some problems, so let's find the senior brother as soon as possible!"

Yu Daiyan sighed, turned to look at the mountain behind Wudang, and said, "I guess, senior brother is going to see Qingshu." ”

Yin Liting was stunned when he heard this.

……

A handful of dirt was raised, and the sound of brushing was endless.

Song Yuanqiao's face was solemn, and he was holding a long sword in his hand, which was unsheathed. He used a long sword with a sheath, carried internal force, and used the sword to dig away the dirt that stood in the way little by little.

At this moment, the mound of earth he had dug up had accumulated more than half a meter high on his side.

When the sword was not used well, he slapped it with a palm, which made it dusty, and then continued to dig downward.

When Yu Lianzhou and others rushed over, what they saw was the picture of Song Yuanqiao slapping the tomb with one palm.

The earth was all over the sky, and it slowly fell, and Song Yuanqiao was dressed in a clean and tidy robe, covered with a thin layer of dust veil.

"Senior brother!" Yu Lianzhou shouted.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Song Yuanqiao's waist from behind, dragging him back, and exclaimed, "Senior brother, what are you doing?!"

Zhang Songxi was once taught by Song Yuanqiao as a substitute teacher, he knew Song Yuanqiao very well, and he knew that the senior brother respected Confucian scholarship quite a lot, but now, what is the senior brother doing? Is there anything more absurd in this world than the biological father digging the grave of his parents?

He hugged Song Yuanqiao with the second senior brother and said, "Senior brother, the nephew of the Qingshu master is gone, why do you bother to let him go underground?"

Song Yuanqiao is very good at Tai Chi and Tai Chi pushers, and since he stepped down as the acting head, he has become more and more distracted. Among several junior brothers, if you talk about the highest martial arts, it is naturally the second junior brother, but Yu Lianzhou's martial arts are more than strong, and the flexibility is slightly lacking.

He fluttered lightly on Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi's bodies, and then got out of the two of them.

Yu Daiyan came to his senses at this time, stepped forward and said to Song Yuanqiao: "Senior brother, have you failed to achieve a demonic obstacle? What is Qingshu's grave hindering you? That's right, it was his fault that Qingshu killed the seventh brother, and the crime is unforgivable, but now, do you still want to dig up the grave and whip the corpse! If the master is not in retreat, the first person to stop you must be his old man!"

Song Yuanqiao's tone was sorrowful: "Third brother, I can't say anything about this matter in a few words, there is something I must go to the coffin of this evil beast to find out, and I will explain it to you in detail later." ”

Yin Liting was already shocked by this incident, his heart was the softest among the senior brothers, he stood in front of the tomb of Qingshu, who had been picked up by the senior brother, and said: "Senior brother, if you want to dig the grave of your senior nephew, you have to pass my pass first." ”

Song Yuanqiao saw that several juniors and disciples were blocking him, and finally calmed down a little. It's just that his face still doesn't see the usual gentleness, he took out the letter written to him by Wuji from his arms and stuffed it directly to Yin Liting. He said: "This is a letter from Wuji, you will know why I did it when you read it." ”

After saying that, he bypassed Yin Li Pavilion, picked up his sword and continued to dig up the dirt.

As soon as Yu Lianzhou wanted to stop Song Yuanqiao again, he heard Yin Liting's exclamation.

Yin Liting: "Second Senior Brother, come and read Wuji's letter first!"

Yu Lianzhou had no choice but to lean over and accompany Yin Liting to see what was written on the letter.

Zhang Songxi and Yu Daiyan originally planned to stop the senior brother together, but when they saw Yin Liting's appearance, they knew that there was something very important written on the letter, and the abnormal behavior of the senior brother came from this, so they also came over. At the beginning of the letter, Wuji reported his safety to the senior brother, and then he was talking about his experience during this time, and there seemed to be nothing worthy of the sixth brother's surprise......

In fact, Song Yuanqiao had already dug up this tomb almost.

He slashed his sword down, feeling the tip of the sword as if it had touched a hard plane, and he knew it was touching a coffin. So, he slapped his palm down directly in the air, and the dust covering the coffin was forced to disperse to all sides by internal force, and finally revealed the coffin hidden in the soil.

Song Yuanqiao withdrew the scabbard, stabbed the sword down, and picked it up again, knocking the coffin open.

He tossed the lid of the coffin aside, and with a wave of his sleeve, he brushed away the dust that flew in the sky.

His gaze fell straight to the center of the coffin.

The love in the depths of Song Yuanqiao's eyes seemed to turn into monstrous waves, and he supported his body with a long sword, but he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and then he couldn't support it anymore, and he directly knelt on the ground.

There were water drips falling to the ground, wetting / a small piece of dirt. He clenched his fist with one hand, slammed the ground, and said, "Such a rebel...... It's better to have than nothing!"

Yu Lianzhou was taken aback by him, and just as he wanted to go over to comfort the senior brother, his attention was attracted by the dug grave in front of him. His gaze, like Song Yuanqiao, also fell on the coffin that had been pried open.

- I saw that the coffin was empty, and there was nothing. Born villain

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Chapter 56 of the text is Heaven and Dragon Slayer 4