Early the next morning, Wan Yankang, who opened the door, saw Xiao Er guarding the door: "Guest officer, this is a letter left by His Holiness to you, His Holiness instructed your guests to ask us if they have any requests!"

"Got it, you go down first!" Wan Yankang, who took the letter, had a deeper understanding of the power of the Yuelai Inn, "I didn't expect that the HSBC Inn is also a branch of the Yuelai Inn, and he is also reminding me that it is not good to turn my face." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Pulling out the letter, I saw that it was written on the white paper: Suchar has died violently a few days ago, and the corpse demon Jin Xiaoxiao is nowhere to be found.

Seeing the words, his hand unconsciously clenched the paper, although he did not doubt the authenticity of the note, but he was unwilling not to confirm it personally, at this moment he regretted that he forgot to plant the idea mark on Jin Xiaoxiao because of the life and death crisis when he was healthy.

"It's really a penny, is it a hero, now it's not like before, it's better to save it" Wan Yankang, who sighed, gave up the idea of using merit points to investigate, but prepared to go to the Ruyang Royal Mansion to coerce and lure some internal responses, and when they came back, they could do the investigation.

Coincidentally, when he arrived at the inn hall and was about to go out, a call disrupted all his plans.

"Senior Brother Song!"

Wan Yankang, who turned around after hearing this, saw a tall man wearing a Wudang Taoist uniform, looking at him with a complicated expression: "Senior Brother Lu?"

Hearing the reply, Lu Yuankang let go of his heart that was entangled because of his quick mouth just now, Senior Brother Song was still the Senior Brother Song he knew.

"Why did Senior Brother Song come to Dadu?"

"It's a long story, after the patriarch returned to the mountain that day, he was as sad as you and couldn't help himself, and after presiding over the burial of the deceased, he ordered us disciples to come out and inquire about the news of the corpse demon, and by the way, I will bring you a sentence. ”

"What?"

The original words of the patriarch were, "Zhang Sanfeng fulfilled Yan'er's wish and canonized Song Qingshu as the disciple of Wudang, hoping that Song Qingshu could also fulfill Yan'er's wish and carry forward the chivalrous way of the Wudang faction!"

Whether a sentence can touch people depends not on whether the rhetoric is gorgeous or not, but on the bits and pieces of the past engraved in the words.

"It's worthy of being my son, but at the age of 7, he made the introductory swordsmanship so good, today I will teach you Wudang Finger Twisting Soft Sword!" Ling Xueyan, who taught him to practice swords, did not dress as a woman on weekdays, but was dressed in a Wudang uniform.

Her sword is very special, Wan Yankang can clearly feel the love in her sword instead of the softness that the soft sword should have, love the house and Wu, because of the people and also have love for the sword. Although she didn't have much time to practice because of her daily chores, and her skills were only second-rate, he could see that none of the Seven Heroes of the Seven Heroes with her extreme affection was her opponent.

"Son, you have to practice hard, be a disciple of the head in the future, be the head of the sect, and carry forward the Wudang faction!" His eyes were full of hope and yearning and that persistent love.

Tears dripped with the memories.

"Where is my mother buried?" "In the Yizhu forest in the mountain behind Wudang. ”

Ling Xueyan is not really dead, but she can't meet without a billion merit points.

After seeing Yan Kang's touch, Lu Yuankang was also a shrewd person, and said at the right time: "The whereabouts of the corpse demon are mysterious and cannot be found in a moment, Senior Brother Song might as well go back to Wudang Mountain to worship first, and leave the matter of finding someone to us, and we will send a message back to Wudang as soon as there is news." ”

It's not that he really dies and naturally doesn't worship, but he also wants to see where his mother's body lives, and all that's left is a useless obsession, and he naturally nodded when he thought of this.

A half-old child in the inn fell into memories, and a little girl in boy's gear outside the inn looked at the sign of the HSBC inn and smiled, "I haven't eaten HSBC Arowana for a long time!"

"Minmin, if you want to eat HSBC Arowana, you can go to my house, I specially ordered the steward to recruit the best chef in the country!"

"Zaya Tutimur, can you not follow me as soon as I come back?"

"Minmin, you've been missing for so long, I'm not worried that you're in danger, if you don't want to listen to me, I won't say anything, okay?"

She looked at him with a flattering expression, stomped her feet and left with a "hum", but instead of the direction of the original advanced inn, she went in the direction of Ruyang Palace, and it could be seen that her good interest was gone.

Soon after she left, two figures, one large and one small, also appeared at the door of the inn and walked south.

One north and one south, is both a coincidence and a destiny.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from the lonely cloud peak, which was like a fairyland.

"It's so beautiful here!" a crisp voice sounded.

"Yes, when I first came here when I was a child, I was as amazed as you were, I don't want to rush by for decades, Zhiruo, remember to say hello when you meet the ancestor!"

"Apprentice to meet the ancestor!" Zhou Zhiruo, who was on the side, knelt down and kowtowed, "Zhiruo to meet the ancestor!"

The voice is sweet and the qualifications are superior, looking at the little girl Guo Xiang in front of him, he seems to see himself at the beginning.

"Good Zhiruo, extinct, help Zhiruo get up!"

"Zhiruo, are you afraid of letting you accompany the ancestor and me to stay on this Lonely Cloud Peak?"

"It's so beautiful here, and with the ancestor by her side, Zhiruo is not afraid!"

"Hahaha!

Guo Xiang, who was smiling, didn't drag his feet, so he taught Zhiruo to meditate and practice, but he just looked at the extinction who was standing aside and didn't mean to leave, and was a little puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

"Master, there is news from Wudang Mountain that Zhang Cuishan and his wife committed suicide when Zhang Sanfeng was 100 years old. ”

People are emotional animals, a dog has feelings for a few years, not to mention a person who has been thinking about himself for a lifetime, "You go to condolence on behalf of Emei, just say Guo Xiang said please mourn." ”

It's just that the extinction still hasn't left, as the only remaining third-generation disciple of Emei, she knows a lot of secrets, including the secret of Wudang Song Qingshu "There is also news from Wudang Mountain that only a few days after Zhang Cuishan's death, Song Yuanqiao's wife Ling Xueyan was poisoned by the corpse demon Jin Xiaoxiao and has passed away. ”

If she was a little touched when she heard the death of Zhang Cuishan and his wife before, now she is sentimental. He couldn't help but think of how she went up to Wudang Mountain from time to time over the years, and saw him happy beside Ling Xueyan, "He should be very sad......

"Who is he that the patriarch is talking about?"

She didn't answer her curious question, just touched her head, "Don't be distracted by practice......

The same palace, except that the night turned into day.

"Chahan Temur see Concubine Hua!"

"You foreign ministers are not allowed to come casually in the palace, but I want to be sensitive and ask the saint for permission. Minmin, come and sit next to me!"

Concubine Hua, who was close to Minmin, said, "That incident, what was the result?"

"The sixth prince dragged Chu Qi to ban Zhu Long's magnificent appearance, Wen Taowu is really the best candidate for the crown prince!" Although he didn't answer, he heard his firm statement, and everything else didn't matter, didn't it?