ZHAO Keman, Hu Ying,

Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse,

Rustling like a shooting star.

Tsing Yi long sword, across the white horse. On a desolate ancient road, a knight is galloping. The trail came to an end, and a small town appeared in front of it.

"Shhh The white horse neighed, raised its front legs high, and stopped. The town in front of me is not bustling and a little dilapidated. Song Qingshu sighed slightly, the Yuan Dynasty was tyrannical, bullying the common people everywhere, making the people of the world miserable, no wonder although the country was at its peak, it was overthrown by the Ming Dynasty in just a hundred years.

He had been going down the mountain for a few days, although Song Yuanqiao was not happy, but at his insistence, there was no choice but to let him go down the mountain. But he prepared the best materials for Song Qingshu, such as the white horse under his crotch, which is the most handsome and majestic horse on Wudang Mountain. Song Qingshu liked it very much when he saw it, and named it Baiyun.

Dismounted, Song Qingshu walked towards the town, Bai Yun didn't have to lead him, he followed Song Qingshu over. But after Song Qingshu went down the mountain, he happened to think of the art of unity of man and horse in the movie, so he took Baiyun as an experiment, and his Pure Yang Wuji Gong had been cultivated to the fourth layer. The initial release of true qi was achieved, and it was effortless to integrate true qi into Baiyun's body.

In this way, whenever he rode his horse and galloped, he would continue to integrate his true qi into Baiyun's body for just a few days. The white clouds are not only more and more majestic, but also faintly reveal a little spirituality.

"Xiao Er, let's have a plate of steamed buns and a bowl of Yangchun noodles." Walking into the only teahouse in the town, Song Qingshu exclaimed. It's not that he doesn't want something better, after all, he is not bad for money, but in this kind of place, except for steamed buns and Yangchun noodles, he can't find any other food.

"Here we go! Guest, please take a seat, come right away! Xiao Er roared, wiped the chair with the towel on his shoulder, and respectfully invited Song Qingshu to sit down.

"Xiao Er, are there any bandits, bandits or anything like that around here?" Song Qingshu asked lightly.

"Oh, guest officer, you're talking. You look at Baili Town, it was originally a rather prosperous town, if it weren't for these bandits and robbers, who came to harass them from time to time, they wouldn't have fallen into today's situation! When Xiao Er heard this, a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Song Qingshu said lightly: "Then I don't know what bandits and robbers are around here?" ”

"What? You want to help us avenge our revenge and kill the bandits! Xiao Er said excitedly.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, glanced at Xiao Er lightly, and said angrily: "What's the matter, do you think my small body can kill the bandits?" I'm asking where there are bandits, so I can walk around! ”

"Huh!" Song Qingshu's words were obviously a little unexpected by Xiao Er, so that even the smile on his face stiffened a little for a while. What's the situation, don't all the fledgling cubs like this have to shout for chivalry and righteousness, and eliminate violence and peace? Why did this restless common sense play his cards!

"That's that, as the saying goes, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky. The son is delicate and expensive, how can he put himself in danger for us pariahs. Xiao Er said with a dry smile.

"Okay, okay, it's useless to talk less, what is there? Let's get it straight. Song Qingshu said impatiently.

"Twenty miles east of the town, there is a Qingfeng Mountain, and there is a Qingfeng Village on the mountain, in which hundreds of strongmen live, and every once in a while they will come down the mountain to fight the autumn wind. I don't know where Childe is going, if it's going west, it's fine, if it's going east, it's best to take a detour in the north first, so that you can avoid it. Xiao Er continued to say respectfully, but his expression was already a lot colder.

"It's okay, my son is about to go west, and he is going against this gang of bandits, and he doesn't have a boundary at all!" Song Qingshu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said.

"Hungry, I see, you use it slowly, and the small ones don't bother." Xiao Er nodded and said a word, and then retreated.

Looking at the back of Xiao Er's departure, Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became cold. There's something wrong with this little two! If he had said that he had just said to the ordinary hairy boy who had just come out of the world, he might really believe it. But who is Song Qingshu, he is a character who has experienced the baptism of two parallel worlds.

For him, it has long been a physical instinct. This little second heard the news that he was investigating the bandits just now, and immediately showed an excited expression. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this was the excitement of hearing that someone had come to help him avenge his hatred, but Song Qingshu clearly saw a hint of joy in his eyes. This is one of them.

There is only one small town within a radius of 100 miles, and the bandits can only eat here. The fact that this place still exists today must be because the bandits want to keep him for a long time. How can a place like this not have an inside line of bandits? So who else is better suited for the role than Xiao Er, the only teahouse in town? This is the second one.

After Xiao Er said that there was Qingfeng Village in the east of Baili Town, Xiao Er pretended to ask Song Qingshu inadvertently how to go, maybe it didn't matter in the eyes of others, but if it was connected to the previous two points, this point was particularly eye-catching. Moreover, Song Qingshu also noticed that Xiao Er's expression of concern was particularly concerned when he asked questions. This is the third.

With three points, Song Qingshu has basically concluded that this little two is the inner line of the Qingfeng Village thieves in the town! It is specially to ventilate the thieves and provide news of fat sheep.

And if you go deeper, it is not difficult to get out of the west of the town, at this time, I am afraid that it is already full of ambushes, just waiting for Song Qingshu, the fat sheep, to take the bait.

But so what? The three-foot Qingfeng cherishes the world, and rides a white horse to open Wujiang. How could a few thieves be in the eyes of his Song Shaoxia? Besides, isn't this time to go down the mountain just to kill the thieves and plunder luck? These thieves are the luck sent to the door, how can it not be justified!

In less than a moment, the steamed buns and Yangchun noodles were served, and they were eaten in two bites, and a few coins were put on them. Song Qingshu lifted his long sword, stepped on the white clouds, and galloped towards the west of the town.

"Phew! This mountain is my open! This tree is ...... Forehead! Before he could finish his words, a blood mark appeared on his neck, and as blood flowed out, the bandit leader fell to the ground.

But Song Qingshu was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly killed people and horses with one sword! At this time, he was more and more satisfied with Bai Yun's spirituality, and at the moment when he wanted to kill the bandit leader just now, he didn't need to be reminded at all, Bai Yun seemed to understand his intentions, and his legs kicked hard, and he rose directly into the air.

Flashing in the light, galloping, with the help of a sword, the bandit leader was killed on the spot before he could react! Well, it seems that we should do this art of unity as a long-term, regular, and repetitive work, and it will bring great rewards to myself in the future.

Standing proudly, Song Qingshu glanced around at the surrounding bandits, his eyes full of arrogance. Even Bai Yun hissed, fully expressing his disdain for the bandits.