Ninety-four, the mountain of mourning is deeply smelled of partridges

The atmosphere froze for a moment, the candle flame with the shadow veil as a lampshade flickered, Gao Xu's face showed a sickly pale under the dim candle light, and Yue Qingqing turned his head away and turned his face to the father he had not met for a long time.

The Songfeng Mountain Lord said helplessly: "The scenery in this mountain is acceptable, but it is inconvenient to enter and exit, and in this remote village and town, you are used to eating and drinking, and you are afraid that you will regret living in the long run." ”

"I've lived here for three years. Yue Qingqing, who got up from the chair, walked a few steps, pushed open the window lattice, which had been somewhat eroded by the wind and rain, and the wind poured in from the world outside the building, "I can name every grass and tree in Qingshan Town and everyone in the town now, what about returning to the mountain, watching you show off the majesty of the mountain lord all day long?"

In today's Jiangzhou, Yue Qingqing is the only one who dares to talk to Gao Xu, the lord of Songfeng Mountain.

"That's it, that's it, it's okay to live in this town, Songfeng Mountain is the time to make enemies. Gao Xu, who has always been relaxed, took a sip of the tea cup next to him, and his face was surprised, "The brewing technique is a little rougher, and it can still be rated as medium or medium, presumably the feng shui in this town is also excellent, and the generation of rosin tea on the mountain is no more than that." ”

Yue Qingqing by the window was silent, and Gao Xu, who seemed to be unaware of this, continued to think in pieces:

"This building is not big, I heard that I still live with the other three people, it is inevitably smaller, I wanted to see it, how can I help it be late tonight, if you need silver to build this building, although the book is repaired to Songfeng Mountain, there are some of the food you like when you are young, this building looks not deserted, and a few small and large maids on the mountain come to the town...."

Seeing that Yue Qingqing seemed to turn a deaf ear, Gao Xu suddenly stopped chattering, and the mountain lord who was silent in the eyes of the disciples of Songfeng Mountain had become a man who could not be at ease with his children when he was away from home, which was really appalling.

Inside, you can only hear the burning candles and the sound of the wind.

"Lord of the mountains. Yue Qingqing, who was extremely estranged, still faced out the window, "The martial artist who aspires to become the co-master of the world's rivers and lakes only has the incomplete six-story realm of martial arts, and when he sits in the position coveted by countless people, how many years, ten years, twenty years, twenty years, twenty years, can you still be the co-master of the rivers and lakes for a few years, not to mention what kind of virtue and ability do you Gao Xu have, can you be in such a high position?"

This rebellious remark actually made the Songfeng Mountain Lord laugh until he coughed repeatedly, and Gao Xu, who had stopped for a while, still had an unconcealable smile on his face:

"How can He De? It is worthy of my Gao Xu's daughter, and if you have the courage to ask this, the mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain will already have a successor. Gao Xu, who pressed his hand on his chest, suppressed the disordered blood in his chest, "Twenty years? Dad is afraid that he won't even know his life for ten years, the owner of Yanyu Mansion and the old guy of Zhang's gun are not good at stubble, and they rely on medicine to hang their lives, but in the realm of martial arts, don't think about it." Gao Xu, who took out a delicate jade bottle from his arms, opened it and poured out a pitch-black pill from it, and immediately the smell filled the house.

Gao Xu, who swallowed it in one gulp, had more blood on his face, and Yue Qingqing, who had always turned his back to him, heard the sentence "I don't even know my life for ten years", the hand holding the window lattice regained its stability after trembling for a short time in an uncontrollable manner, and the expression on his face was still missing.

Gao Xu, who had a slightly better complexion, put away the small jade bottle, knocked out a few movements on the armrest of the chair, and five moments later, the people who were originally guarding outside the building carried in two wooden boxes.

"One box was some beaded hairpins, jewelry, rouge, gouache, and some cloth brocade. Gao Xu stepped forward to open the wooden box after retiring from the entourage, no matter how worthless the bead hairpin jewelry in the box is, it is an ecstatic thing for the daughter of an ordinary market person to get, and the cloth brocade is all the handiwork of the Jiangzhou Weaving Bureau, and the cloth for the Dayao court and a few official eunuchs is neatly stacked in it, and the style is extremely complicated, and only a few favored concubines can be given so much in the Dayao court.

Yue Qingqing, who seemed to be moved by Gao Xu's words, picked up a candle and took a closer look, the silk thread produced in Jiangzhou is the best in terms of quality and quantity, and the Jiangzhou Weaving Bureau is the only place that can weave dragon robes for Emperor Dayao.

Just as he was about to pick up one of them to take a closer look, the pale cyan yarn slipped down from Yue Qingqing's hand like water, and when it fell, the light and lifeless yarn flickered, like the smoke in the sky, and the pattern of the birds on the yarn suddenly came to life.

"Yunying yarn in the Jiangzhou Weaving Bureau is also not able to produce fifty horses a year, most of which have to be sent to the capital and Wuhang, and nine out of ten of the people who live in Jiangzhou are also flawed. Gao Xu said with relief, "This yarn is just right for my daughter, and it's not bad." ”

Seeing that Yue Qingqing had no intention of leaning over to catch the yarn, Gao Xu's body moved, and he picked it up before touching the ground in a breath.

The cloud shadow veil is light and thin, once it is stained with dust, it is difficult to clean, and Gao Xu, who looked up and down and did not notice the stain, breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to put it back in the wooden box.

Then Yue Qingqing let go and let the candle flame in his hand fall into these hard-to-find brocades, the flammable brocade could not be recovered after the first point of spark, Gao Xukong had a martial arts realm, and he could only watch these brocades turn into ashes in the fire.

How many women in the world can light this fire?

The splendid brocade burned into a pile of small ashes that could be picked up in one hand after a very short time, and the rouge gouache burned into a pile of unrecognizable things, and the pearl hairpins, mostly made of gold and jade, were the only things that remained, but if they were not properly trimmed, it would be difficult to add luster to the woman who wore them.

This can make many women beat their chests and cry, but Yue Qingqing still seems to be familiar with it, and she always looks at Gao Xu in front of her when the fire is burning.

"Satisfied?" Gao Xu shrugged his shoulders and threw the most precious cloud shadow veil in his hand into the embers, the dying fire was finally extinguished after a short time of returning to the light, "How to marry in the future." ”

"My Yue Qingqing's marriage, I don't have to worry about the mountain lord. She said, "The marriage of the rivers and lakes on the mountain, in the final analysis, is just for more help, and the news of harmony and harmony on the rivers and lakes is not all the rumors released by the mountains themselves." ”

"I said it when I left Mt. Songmine four years ago, and since then, Mt. Songmine has nothing to do with me, or the lord of the mountain with me. Yue Qingqing, who said these words word by word, pulled out the sword at his waist, and the sword body engraved with the ancient seal of the word "Yunshui" was taken into Gao Xu's eyes, and since he entered the Xiaoqing Building, he has been kind to Yue Qingqing, Gao Xu rushed forward, and actually snatched the sword from Yue Qingqing's palm with his bare hands with just one move.

"Yunshui...."Gao Xu, who recognized the ancient seal on the sword, said hoarsely, "Where did you get your mother's sword?" ”

Yue Qingqing smiled miserably: "The little guy in my building has a family affair with the little girl of the owner of Yanyu Building, and the girl sent it, I couldn't recognize the calendar earlier, I remembered the three words you said when you were a child, and I looked at it carefully, and then I saw the history." ”

"Yu Cheng's little son-in-law, if you are a little boy in your building, I'm afraid that Qingqing will have to find another person. Gao Xu carefully studied the sword in his hand, put the sword body close to his cheek, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "At that time, that person escaped by boat with the people on the island in the middle of the lake, and was intercepted in the wild river at the junction of Jiangzhou and Suzhou, and was shot and killed, and now their heads should still be hanging on the gate towers of several county towns in Jiangzhou, and they are used as bandits to show the public..."

After hitting Gao Xu in the face of the door with a punch, he pushed back more than ten steps and exited the main gate of Xiaoqinglou.

Then another punch hit him in the chest Tianchi acupoint, Gao Xu took more than ten steps back, and his clothes were disheveled.

Another punch was approaching, and the people accompanying him saw that Gao Xu was still not moving, so they stepped forward and blocked that punch a few inches in front of Gao Xu.

"Stand down. ”

"Mountain Lord!" the entourage resisted another punch.

"Stand down!" Gao Xu roared, red blood dripping down his nose, but the order he gave was to let the disciples of Songfeng Mountain who were in front of him retreat.

When the order of the mountain lord of Songfeng Mountain was said for the third time, the disciples who did not obey were handed over to the elders who were in charge of the rules and punishments on the mountain to abolish the martial arts realm and then expel them from the mountain gate with a heavy staff of thirty, which these people were unwilling to disobey no matter what, and even if they could only grit their teeth and take a few steps back.

Another punch smashed on Gao Xu's face, and the face of the Songfeng Mountain Lord was suddenly in a mess, but he still didn't fight back.

"In the past few years outside the mountain, the martial arts have not been abandoned all the way, and I have learned foreign boxing kung fu that is not available in the mountain, which is really unexpected by my father. ”

Yue Qingqing, who was silent, punched Gao Xu again, and several Songfeng Mountain disciples who had received Gao Xu's order were not allowed to act rashly, and they all turned their backs, and after hearing the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh behind them, they consciously covered their ears again.

Yue Qingqing, who was dressed in white, pressed Gao Xu's chest with his knees, making him unable to get up while swinging his fists in his hands.

It was the fist that inadvertently stole from the little guy in the Xiaoqing Building that day.

The six-story realm of Gao Xu's martial arts was incomplete, and the missing physique was destroyed by a shot handed out by the dying Zhang Wu on Songfeng Mountain. Zhang Wu, who was still seriously injured by one enemy and three enemies, hit the ground with a mountain lance after his death, and his body stood still.

Instinctively, he easily dodged Yue Qingqing's fist, and after he took dozens of blows, his body, which had only a hint of stability, began to crumble again.

However, Gao Xu still chose to bear Yue Qingqing's fist alive, so that the seven orifices of his skull were bleeding, almost hurting the roots, and if there were more than a dozen punches, his life would be in danger.

Yue Qingqing's fist finally stopped, the most stubborn of the four beauties in the Xiaoqing Building, she hung down the fist that was no longer tight, let go of the knee that was pressing on Gao Xu's chest, picked up the sword that Gao Xu threw down when he was beaten from the ground, carefully brushed off the dust on it, walked back to the Xiaoqing Building, and closed the door.

"Let's go to the county seat. ”

With his back to the door, Yue Qingqing sat down slowly, covering his face.

The sound of partridges in the mountains.