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Before Huang Wuliang could finish speaking, Fang Xiaoyu saw the fat Taoist excitedly leaving with the two beggar disciples.

Shaking his head slightly, just from the fat Taoist, it could be seen that Wudang had really forgotten about this valley where their former generation of leaders was buried. But it made it easier for him to sneak in.

This trip is just Fang Xiaoyu and Huang Wuliang, Fang Xiaoyu does not dare to guarantee that there will be any accidents, so the fewer people, the safer, and there is no need to worry about the possibility of leakage.

When the fat Taoist left, the valley was empty, and Fang Xiaoyu and the others swaggered into the valley.

The valley is actually not big, and there is nothing surprising about it, thinking that this place must have been chosen by Song Yuanqiao himself before his death.

Perhaps because of the blow brought to him by his own son, Song Yuanqiao chose to be buried in this nameless valley after his death, and he accompanied his son silently.

Compared with Wudang, he is a qualified head, Zhang Sanfeng does not ask about the world, he takes care of Wudang's affairs, and he focuses on the prosperity of Wudang, but he neglects to teach Song Qingshu, which led to a tragedy later.

Fang Xiaoyu walked into the small valley, and the two lonely tombs stood there so lonely, the tombs were not big, the two tombs stood side by side, and the two tombstones were also a little more vicissitudes in the wind and rain.

Vaguely able to see the font engraved on the tombstone, Fang Xiaoyu walked to Song Yuanqiao's grave and bowed.

Although he is very disdainful of Song Qingshu, Fang Xiaoyu still has respect for Song Yuanqiao, after all, his actions are not bright enough at the moment, and bowing to Song Yuanqiao's grave can also relieve the guilt in his heart.

His eyes fell on Song Qingshu's wordless tombstone, and it could be seen that Song Yuanqiao did not engrave Song Qingshu because he didn't want future generations to know that he had such a son who was ashamed of Wudang.

Countless Tianjiao characters have been drowned in the long river of time, even him, the head of Wudang, has been forgotten by the world, not to mention characters like Song Qingshu.

The world can't remember Song Qingshu, but Fang Xiaoyu, who tracked down the whereabouts of the eighteen palms of the dragon, remembers it clearly.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu said to Huang Wuliang: "Let's do it, dig the grave carefully." ”

Huang Wuliang didn't know what Fang Xiaoyu asked him to find Song Qingshu's tomb for, and he couldn't be sure that this tomb was the tomb of Song Qingshu that he was looking for, but since Fang Xiaoyu opened his mouth, it should be right.

It's just that Fang Xiaoyu suddenly asked him to dig up Song Qingshu's grave, which made Huang Wuliang slightly stunned, but Huang Wuliang was only slightly stunned, not that he couldn't accept it, and after reacting, he immediately stepped forward and took out the shovel that Fang Xiaoyu had brought to him and dug it up.

Soon, Song Qingshu's grave was dug up, revealing the coffin buried under the soil, and Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the coffin that had been buried on the ground for hundreds of years without the slightest sign of decay.

Pity the parents of the world, Song Yuanqiao may be extremely disappointed in Song Qingshu, but he still fulfilled the responsibility of a father in terms of his posthumous affairs.

The golden silk nan wooden coffin, I am afraid that only a force like Wudang can easily do it, but looking at the coffin that is safe and undamaged, Fang Xiaoyu is more and more sure in his heart that the identity of the person in this coffin is Song Qingshu.

If it weren't for Song Yuanqiao's only son, who would be able to enjoy such treatment and accompany Song Yuanqiao to be buried together.

Huang Wuliang shook his palm on the coffin, and saw the soil attached to the coffin spilled down, revealing the coffin.

Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward, patted the coffin lightly and motioned for Huang Wuliang to dodge a little, and suddenly spit it out, and suddenly saw several steel nails flying out of the four corners of the coffin, and the coffin that was originally tightly packed together revealed a gap, and a foul air diffused.

Needless to say, this breath was naturally the foul smell produced by the corruption of the corpse in the tightly sealed coffin.

Shaking open the gap, Fang Xiaoyu and Huang Wuliang stood not far away, waiting for the unpleasant smell in the coffin to dissipate before they stepped forward.

Huang Wuliang subconsciously lagged a few steps behind Fang Xiaoyu, although he was very curious about what Fang Xiaoyu opened such a nameless tomb for, but Huang Wuliang was very smart and knew what he should know and what he shouldn't ask.

When he was still more than a foot away from the coffin, Huang Wuliang stopped and stopped stepping forward.

Fang Xiaoyu's mind was on the open coffin, but he didn't care about Huang Wuliang's actions.

In fact, even if Huang Wuliang came up, Fang Xiaoyu wouldn't care, since he brought Huang Wuliang with him, then he was not afraid that Huang Wuliang would know his purpose.

Looking closely, I saw that in the coffin, a skeleton was lying quietly in it, and the embroidered clothes on its body were still intact.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xiaoyu was faintly nervous in his heart, after all, he was just speculating at the beginning, if there was no accident, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending should be collected by the dead Song Qingshu.

I just don't know how Song Yuanqiao will deal with Song Qingshu's body after his death, but in that case, I don't think Song Yuanqiao will do anything to Song Qingshu's body, it is very likely that he changed his coat and buried it in a hurry.

The sword appeared in his hand, and Fang Xiaoyu slashed the Shu embroidery on the skeleton with the sword, and after picking it open, it suddenly revealed the white bones of Sensen.

Song Qingshu's close-fitting clothes seemed to be rapidly oxidizing because they could see the light of day, and soon turned to ashes and scattered among the white bones.

With a flick of his sleeves, the ashes flew out suddenly, Fang Xiaoyu looked again, but his eyes lit up, and he saw a snow-white white Juan sticking to the skeleton's chest.

This Bai Juan has not turned into ashes, it must be a treasure, and it is very likely that he is looking for the secret book that records the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Enduring the joy in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu reached out and took the Bai Juan in his hand, the tentacles were soft and a little cold.

"Millennial Ice Silk, I didn't expect this Baijuan to be woven with Millennial Ice Silk."

In fact, it's normal to think about it, Guo Jing and Huang Rong were so prestigious in the rivers and lakes back then, and it may not be difficult to find the thousand-year-old ice silk, not to mention that the two of them left this secret book to make arrangements for their future, so naturally they will not be reluctant.

Therefore, it is normal for the eighteen palms of the dragon to be recorded on the thousand-year-old ice silk, and it is also a loss, otherwise Fang Xiaoyu is really worried that after hundreds of years, the secret book of recording the eighteen palms of the dragon will be gone with Song Qingshu's corpse.

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