When Song Yuchen was swimming, the old dock master stood on the edge of the island and did not dare to leave.

After swimming most of the Taihu Lake, the water leader finally sent Song Yuchen back to the island, and when he saw the scholar in Tsing Yi walking down from the hideous head, the old dock master was horrified.

Chang Qin was about to step forward to say hello to this scholar who looked weak, but the scholar in Tsing Yi took the initiative to open his mouth first, and he asked with a smile: "Chang Hong's descendants?"

On the vicissitudes of life on the face of the old dock master, surprise flashed, "How did Childe know?"

Song Yuchen didn't speak, just wiped his face lightly, and suddenly changed into his former appearance, Meng Changming.

The old dock master's lips trembled uncontrollably, and he was as excited as a child.

"You are Meng," Chang Laowu's voice trembled.

For the face in front of him, Chang Qin can be said to be very familiar, Yingwu's ancestral hall is enshrined in this portrait every day, as one of the most outstanding ancestors in Yingwu for thousands of years, how can he Chang Qin not recognize.

Combined with the sudden appearance of the water fly and the extremely strange reaction, the identity of this seemingly young scholar in Tsing Yi could not be more obvious.

But what really made him unbelievable was that the former ancestor had really returned!

Song Yuchen nodded slightly, stopped Chang Qin's words, and didn't let him say the last two words, after all, there was a Zhao Qingying beside him.

Immediately afterwards, in Zhao Qingying's confusion, Chang Qin, who was the owner of Yingwu, was in tears and was about to kneel.

Song Yuchen helped him up and said with a smile: "The boss is not a small person, what is the reason for me to kneel down for a junior?"

Chang Qin, who understood the meaning of the former's words, choked and nodded, no longer insisting on kneeling, but his body always bowed slightly.

At this moment, in his heart, there were too many questions he wanted to ask this Master Meng Zu, but obviously now was not the time to speak.

Chang Qin said softly: "Chang Qin, the thirty-first generation dock master in Xiayingwu, dare to ask what the son is called?"

Since you can't be called your grandfather, you should always know what your grandfather's name is now.

"I have long admired the prestige of the old dock master, the younger generation Song Yuchen, the Jinyang people's clan. Song Yuchen said softly, "Oh, this person next to me is Zhao Qingying, who is friends with me, and has always wanted to visit the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake, I am afraid that I will disturb the old dock master on Yingwu Island for a few days." ”

Chang Qin's face was flushed, he himself just thought about it, and he felt a little in a trance, he was actually talking to the ancestor who had already ascended five hundred years ago, and the ancestor still regarded himself as a junior in front of him, and called him an old dock master, making him sit on pins and needles.

Chang Qin hurriedly said where it would be.

"Hey, Ancestor Gongzi, your face seems to be" Master Chang suddenly found that the ancestor in front of him, who had restored his appearance to the appearance of a strange scholar before, had some purple and black in his pale face, which was clearly a sign of poison.

It's just that with Master Mengzu's heavenly cultivation, who in this world can poison him?

Song Yuchen nodded bitterly and said, "Tang Sect is poisonous. ”

"Tang Sect is poisonous?!" the old dock master exclaimed.

"Don't get in the way, I'll write a recipe in a while, and you can help me find some medicinal herbs according to what is written on the recipe." Song Yuchen said: "Oh, by the way, there is such a thing, you will mix it into the medicinal herbs in a while." ”

After speaking, Song Yuchen turned around and stretched out his hand to Shui Yu, "Old Yu, I want you to poison three or two of them." ”

The water flyer, who seemed to be able to understand human speech, snorted softly, and opened its mouth to spit out a crystal clear semi-solid mass.

His hand sank suddenly, Song Yuchen was speechless at that time, he said yes, but this old man gave him more than three catties, where is this to detoxify him, it is clear that he wants to poison him.

Looking at the large mass of seemingly viscous things in the hands of the scholar in Tsing Yi, the face of the old dock lord changed suddenly, this is poison, the poison of the yin and the softest in the world, even if ordinary people touch it, they will be poisoned into a pool of blood, but Master Meng Zu wants to use it to refine the antidote

Chang Qin guarded his hand with Gang Qi and took it carefully.

"Three or two, not much at all, remember. Song Yuchen said, "Oh yes, is that freehand garden still there?"

Freehand Garden is the place where he practiced in Yingwu five hundred years ago, and this Freehand Garden was built little by little by himself, in fact, it is not so much a garden, but a small garden to be more appropriate, in fact, it is a simple bamboo house, and then fenced outside, planting some relatively rare purple thunder bamboo inside, and that's it.

Chang Qin nodded and said, "What is there has been been carefully repaired, and I dare not demolish it." ”

Song Yuchen said "um", "Then you will be there in a while and take care of me." ”

The old dock owner answered softly, "Yes".

Zhao Qingying, who had been listening to it all the time, was very puzzled in her heart, she really couldn't figure out how this guy next to her could talk, he always looked old-fashioned, and he seemed to be very familiar with Yingwu, in addition, the respect of this vicissitudes of life also made her very puzzled, whether it was about age or fame, how could it be Song Yuchen who should be more respectful.

Song Yuchen ignored the messy Zhao Meiren in his heart, turned around and waved away the behemoth who was surprisingly quietly staying aside.

After letting out a suspicious snort of anger, the water fly finally turned around obediently and left, and in an instant he burrowed into the bottomless bottom of the lake.

Zhao Meiren's extremely beautiful eyes were shining, and she was more and more incomprehensible to the talented son of the Song family who was scorned by the world's scholars, and the more she got along, the more strange she felt, as if the fog on his body was constantly getting worse-

On this day, a demon broke out from the bottom of the lake and set off stormy waves in Taihu Lake, and the entire Yingwu Island was shaken, and the disciples on the island were all terrified.

On the same day, a scholar in Tsing Yi and a woman in white came to Yingwu and lived in the Freehand Garden, which was regarded as a holy place by Yingwu's disciples.

And soon news came out, saying that the scholar in Tsing Yi was none other than Song Yucheng, the talented son of the Song family who insulted the world's scholars, that is, Song Yuchen after the name change.

Yingwu fried the pot at that time.

A notorious scholar who is just a weak scholar, why did he come to my Yingwu, and he actually lived in the Freehand Garden, and even this guy even took a woman to live in it, I really thought that there was a land of fireworks?

The protests of the disciples became stronger and stronger, and they were faintly to the point of breaking out, but what puzzled everyone was that the stinky scholar surnamed Song was actually invited there by the old dock master.

How can this be?

So, everyone wanted to go to the old dock master to explain, but the old dock owner hurriedly went out of the island.

Since this is the case, everyone simply went directly to that scholar, no matter what he said, he had to find out this guy out of the Freehand Garden, how could Master Mengzu's cultivation place be where he could live?

Soon, the entire Freehand Garden was surrounded by all the disciples.

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