Qingyang view is not big, can not accommodate many people to stay overnight, a few people will leave all the servants and others outside the view, let them themselves camp outside the view, and they will stay in the view to guard the spirit.

The mountains are not as good as the world, and after a simple meal, everyone disperses with their own thoughts.

Song Xing walked out of the Qingyang Temple alone, thinking about how to find out the real murderer of Song Wenshao.

This doppelganger has been living in Qingyang Temple for sixteen years, has never been in contact with the outside world, and the information that can be provided in his memory is very limited.

Song Xing only deduced from the names of Laojunguan and Bichen that he was in the Sui and Tang dynasties of Shuanglong at this moment.

Although the Demon Gate of this era is known as two factions and six paths, in fact, the factions are just a loose small alliance, in recent years, Zhu Yuyan of the Yin Kui Sect has relied on its huge power and strength, and it can be said that it is a dominant family in the Demon Gate, and even has the ambition of unifying the Demon Gate.

If Song Wenshao really died at the hands of the people of the Demon Gate, the Yin Kui Sect would be very suspicious.

After Song Wenshao's death, Song Xing also looked for the letter that made him decide to go down the mountain, but he searched through Song Wenshao's residence and couldn't find it, which was really weird.

Just when Song Xing was clueless, there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps behind him.

Song Xing turned around and saw Rong Jiaojiao's charming face appearing in front of him.

Rong Jiaojiao saw Song Xing, smiled and said, "It turned out to be Uncle Xiao, why didn't Uncle Xiao go to rest so late?" ”

Song Xing looked behind her, but there was no trace of Bichen, and he said: "The humidity in the mountains is heavy, so it's best not to stay outside at night." Didn't Senior Brother tell you that there are many beasts at night in Qingyang Mountain? ”

Rong Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Mengbeast? Uncle Xiao laughed, if there is really a beast, why did Uncle Xiao appear here alone. ”

Song Xing didn't pay attention to her, and said directly: "Since the Qingyang Concept, you have been following me, did the senior brother ask you to come over?" ”

The surprise in Rong Jiaojiao's eyes this time could no longer be hidden, she didn't expect that Song Xing would find out about her whereabouts from the beginning.

Qiang smiled, and she reluctantly spoke: "It's just that it's dark at night, and Uncle Xiao is alone to watch, so I'm just curious." ”

Seeing Song Xing turn his head to look at the foot of the mountain, Rong Jiaojiao hid her embarrassment very well, and pretended to be curious and asked, "I heard Guanzhong Daotong say that when the ancestor died, only the little uncle was by the ancestor's side?" ”

Song Xing nodded: "Not bad." ”

Rong Jiaojiao opened her mouth and asked again: "In this way, the token of the old monarch and the master, the ancestor has also been handed over to you, the little uncle?" ”

When Song Xing heard this, he turned his head to look at her, and then said, "Do you want to see the Lord's token?" ”

Rong Jiaojiao didn't expect Song Xing to be so direct, and after thinking about it, this teenager has lived in the mountains since he was a child, and he probably doesn't know what tactfulness is.

Thinking of this, Rong Jiaojiao opened her mouth and said: "How can Jiaojiao be virtuous, don't dare to covet the token of the master, little uncle, the ancestor passed on your token, is it ready for you to carry forward the concept of the old monarch?" ”

Song Xing snorted and said, "You are quite self-aware. ”

Rong Jiaojiao was angry, but remembering her father's words, she endured the anger in her heart and said with a forced smile: "Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with the ancestor doing this, with the talent of the little uncle, Lao Jun will definitely be able to carry forward it in the hands of the uncle, but for you, the little uncle, this is a little unfair." ”

Song Xing glanced at Rong Jiaojiao in front of him with a smile, waiting for her to continue.

Rong Jiaojiao saw that Song Xing didn't answer, so she could only forcibly say: "Listen to my father, Uncle Xiao is only sixteen years old this year, right?" Although the mountains are pure, but there are many hardships, Uncle Shi grew up in the mountains, don't you want to go to the bottom of the mountain to see the prosperous red world? ”

Song Xingyi raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you should tell me, what is in Luoyang City?" ”

Rong Jiaojiao said: "Speaking of the prosperity of Luoyang City, during the monthly assembly, hundreds of musicians gather in Luoyang, lined up in Fanghuayuan Jicui Pond, two people wear rods, there are dancers, the flames are soaring, and the left and right are easy to deal with. There is also a god of the mountain, the phantom person spits fire, ever-changing, so that the two capitals are exhausted. ”

"Duanmen Street is full of hundreds of operas, 5,000 steps around the theater, 18,000 people who hold silk and bamboo, dozens of miles of sound, self-dim, lights and candles."

"These wonders, Uncle Xiao has lived in the mountains for a long time, and I don't think I have ever seen them. In life, if you have never seen these rich scenes, wouldn't it be very pitiful to be in the lonely mountains and forests like this? ”

Song Xing nodded matter-of-factly: "Senior Brother Bichen is in charge of the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce, and he is making money every day, and if he wants to come to Luoyang City, these rich people have seen it." ”

Rong Jiaojiao said with a smile: "Father is also in charge of the foundation for Lao Junguan, just make a show on the spot, if the little uncle is interested in these, go to Luoyang another day, the nephew is willing to be the east, take the uncle to visit the three thousand shops in Luoyang City." ”

Song Xing knew in his heart that the Rong father and daughter were preparing to use the prosperity and wealth of Luoyang City to dispel the idea of being the lord of the old monarch.

Then he nodded, and seemed to be very yearning: "Three thousand square houses, that must be the most prosperous scene, but I heard that the Great Sui Dynasty is now full of smoke, how long can the prosperity of Luoyang City be maintained?" ”

Rong Jiaojiao said with a smile: "There will be a small people in Shengdou in any dynasty and generation, but since ancient times, there are a few people who can succeed.

It's just a disease of scabies. Speaking of which, Uncle Shi grew up in the mountains since he was a child, didn't he think about what he would do in the future? ”

Song Xing was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Me?" Speaking of which, since I can remember, my master has asked me to practice martial arts every day, hoping that I can carry forward the concept of Lao Jun, so I have the impression that there seems to be nothing I want to do except practice martial arts. ”

Rong Jiaojiao looked at Song Xing, and said in a soft tone: "Uncle Shi is still so young, if he doesn't see this great river and mountain, what a pity it is to be in Qingyang Guan like this." ”

Song Xing said: "Get used to it, although the mountains are bitter, but the victory is pure, the master said that the red world has many troubles, affecting the practice of martial arts." ”

Rong Jiaojiao heard Song Xing say this, and smiled charmingly: "I always heard my father say that my uncle is very talented in martial arts, and I think that my uncle's martial arts are also among the top in my holy gate." ”

said flattering words in his mouth, but in his heart, he secretly estimated the depth of the young man's martial arts in front of him.

Song Xing waved his hand and said: "Senior brother, that is too reputation, senior brother, as one of the eight masters of the Demon Gate, is the mainstay of Lao Junguan, and he will have to rely on him more in the future." ”

Rong Jiaojiao showed a worried look on her face: "Speaking of which, when the ancestor was killed, the murderer was obviously coming for Lao Junguan, if he finds Qingyang Guan at that time..."

The implication is that if the murderer of Song Wenshao is found, without Bichen, the great master of the Demon Gate, can you resist it?

Song Xing glanced up at Rong Jiaojiao and understood that this woman was vaguely warning him that in the face of a murderer that even Song Wenshao couldn't resist, for his own safety, it was a wise choice to give up the old monarch to the dust.

Glory and wealth, net worth and life, is this the choice given by Bichen?

Song Xing smiled slightly, and did not answer, but said to Rong Jiaojiao: "It's late at night, I have to keep a guard for Shizun tomorrow, if my niece is fine, go back and rest." ”

Rong Jiaojiao glanced at Song Xing deeply, wanting to see something from his face, but she only saw an indifferent face, so she could only bow and leave.

Seeing that Rong Jiaojiao's figure melted into the darkness and disappeared, after another half an hour, Song Xing suddenly spoke: "Third Senior Brother, since you are here, why do you want to hide. ”