"Forget it, it's all over, don't mention the past!"

Qi Ren waved his hand again and again, and the matter was revealed, don't say it again.

Yan Bei smiled, nodded in response, and silently waited for Song Qingshu to come back while embroidering.

didn't let her wait too long, and two quarters of an hour later, Song Qingshu knocked on her door with a sword in his hand.

Feeling that frustration, Qi Ren couldn't help but show a smug smile, got up and left.

Yan Bei saw him leave, and then sighed and stepped forward to open the door.

The door opened, and a depressed Song Qingshu appeared in front of him, his eyes were blank and he looked depressed.

With this expression, you can guess that the result is not ideal without asking.

Pushing the door open and letting him in, Yan Bei didn't close the door, walked to the table, and comforted him while pouring him tea:

"Didn't you say it before, don't ask for all the best, just ask for no regrets, now you know it clearly, you can also reorganize your heart."

As he spoke, he handed over the poured tea and motioned for him to take a sip of tea first.

Song Qingshu silently took the tea, but didn't drink it, just looked at her hand on the table, and asked blankly:

"Mother, why do you say she doesn't like me? Am I not good enough? ”

"This ...... Ahem! Yan Bei cleared his throat and quickly went through the wording in his mind before continuing:

"Fate is destined, it's not that you're not good enough, it's just that you haven't met the right person yet, this month is old, the red thread tied to you is not Miss Zhou at the other end."

"Old Moon?" Song Qingshu became interested, "I have never heard of Yue Lao, is this an immortal?" What kind of god is it? ”

"Yue Lao is the marriage god who is in charge of the marriage between men and women in the world, and the men and women in this world are determined by Yue Lao from birth, and you and Miss Zhou are not successful, just because she is not the person you are destined to be." Yan Bei explained with a smile.

When Song Qingshu heard this, he only felt that the boredom in his heart had disappeared a lot, it turned out that it was not that he was not good enough, but that he was not the right person in Miss Zhou's life.

It's just that......

"Then who is the person that Miss Zhou is going to meet? Is that Qi Ren? Song Qingshu asked suspiciously.

Yan Bei was stunned by the question, and said in his heart: Isn't it!

However, he shook his head and replied: "I don't know this, I'm not an old man, how can I know about other people's marriages?" ”

"Okay, let's get over here, tell me what you're going to do next?"

"I want to go back to Wudang." It seemed that he had this idea for a long time, and Song Qingshu replied quickly: "Mother, let's go back to Wudang, you teach me to practice swords." ”

After only half a second of hesitation, Yan Bei nodded and responded, "Okay, then you clean up first, and I'll go down and talk to your father." ”

Song Qingshu nodded, got up and went back to the room to pack his things.

Although he was not in a good mood at all, it was much better than the depression he had when he first came back.

At least at this moment, in his life, in addition to love, there are also martial arts!

Yan Bei immediately went downstairs to find Song Yuanqiao to explain the situation, Song Yuanqiao, who didn't know that his son was out of love, first showed surprise, then blame himself and guilt, and finally nodded and agreed that Yan Bei would take Song Qingshu back to Wudang alone.

And he and the other disciples of various factions immediately went to the Ruyang Palace, ready to settle accounts with Zhao Min.

At this time, the plot has entered the main plot, and Yan Bei knows that although their trip will be fruitless, it will not be damaged, so there is nothing to worry about.

As soon as Song Yuanqiao and the others left, Yan Bei also packed up his things and took Song Qingshu back to Wudang.

It was already afternoon when he left the inn, and he was destined to sleep out tonight, so before leaving, Yan Bei specially bought a little more dry food with the innkeeper for dinner.

The afternoon rush was actually quite comfortable, the sun was not big, and the temperature was just right, because Song Qingshu was still immersed in the sadness of lost love and couldn't extricate himself, the mother and son didn't speak all the way.

It wasn't until the sky darkened and the road ahead was no longer clear that Song Qingshu came back to his senses and shouted, "Mother, let's find a place to rest." ”

"Okay." Yan Bei had been waiting for him to say goodbye, and now he immediately led Song Qingshu forward.

Because she spotted a small ruined temple ahead.

However, as he walked in, a little bit of dim fire faintly came out of the ruined temple, and it seemed that someone had taken the lead.

But Yan Bei heard the suppressed sobs of the women, as well as the lewd laughter of the men, and from these sounds, it was discernible that there were five men and two women in the temple at this time.

Yan Bei's brows furrowed suddenly, and he raised his hand to block Song Qingshu, who didn't notice anything unusual and was still walking forward.

"Mother?" Song Qingshu looked at her sideways and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Shh Yan Bei raised his hand to signal him not to make a sound, and pointed to the small ruined temple in front of him, signaling him to listen carefully and take a closer look.

Seeing his mother's move, Song Qingshu was stunned, didn't dare to speak again, and immediately shut up and moved forward slowly.

As he moved, he listened to the sound coming from the temple, but there was at least two hundred meters between him and the broken temple, and he only heard intermittent sobs, but he didn't hear any useful information.

I couldn't, so I had to quietly change my position and look with my eyes.

At this look, Song Qingshu's face changed dramatically in an instant, it was Yuan Bing!

When I went back and wanted to report to Yan Bei, I found that she looked indifferent, as if she had already known what was going on.

"Mother, do we want to go over?" Song Qingshu asked softly.

The moral education he received from childhood to adulthood told him that such things in front of him must be stopped.

However, Yan Bei raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look." ”

Hearing this, Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and had to endure it.

It's just that his eyes are firmly fixed on the side of the broken temple, and he doesn't dare to blink.

At this time, a cry for help sounded in the ruined temple.

It turned out that the five soldiers in the temple took down the cloth balls in the mouths of the two women, and the two women immediately opened their mouths to call for help.

But after shouting for a long time, I only got a word of ridicule.

Among the five, the Yuan soldier with two braids at the head sneered: "Shout! Even if you scream and cut your throat, no one will come to save you! In this wilderness, ghosts will not come except us! ”

As he spoke, he explained to the four subordinates behind him: "Let me go outside to guard, today I will have a good taste of this Han girl!" ”

The four subordinates looked at the two lovely people, and stopped talking, but because of the official position, they still nodded and retreated.

Soon, only the two women and the pigtailed man were left in the temple, and the two women were terrified when they saw his glowing green eyes.

It seems to be the two sisters-in-law, trembling next to each other.

The young one was so frightened that tears kept falling, and he looked at the pigtailed man with big teary eyes, and even his eyelashes were trembling.

Apparently scared to the extreme!