Chapter 62 When Murder and Arson

"Think about it, this iron box in front of you is the black iron box?" Although Song Qingshu asked, his tone was very sure.

"Yes, this is the box. Wei Bi reluctantly looked at the Xuantie box in front of him and said, "There are peerless martial arts left by Zhu Ziliu and Wu Xiuwen, the ancestors of Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang, I think that although Brother Song is a master disciple of the Wudang faction, he should not be able to ask for these things." ”

"Yes, although the Wudang Sect does not lack peerless magical skills, if you can have the opportunity to get more and let yourself know a hundred schools, who will be excited. Song Qingshu nodded.

The room fell silent for a while, and at this time, there was a rooster crowing in the courtyard, and Song Qingshu looked out the window and saw that it was almost dawn.

So Wei Bi said, "Do you have any other wishes?"

"My time has come?" Wei Bi laughed at himself, "There is nothing else, I just hope that you can kill Zhu Changling, that traitor, to comfort me in the Heavenly Spirit." ”

"Do you want me to kill Zhu Changling now?" asked Song Qingshu.

"Hehe, is it possible?" Wei Bi asked with a wry smile, and then said, "I just hope that when it's convenient for you, you will send him to see me." But hopefully it's not his end. ”

"Hehe, if that's the case, there's nothing wrong with that. Song Qingshu smiled and agreed, but Song Qingshu didn't know how to do it himself, anyway, after a few years, Zhang Wuji would do it for him, so why bother? Anyway, Weibi's main meaning is to let Zhu Changling die, as for who he died, what difference does it make?

"Let's do it. Seeing that Song Qingshu agreed, Wei Bi said happily, closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, obviously for him, death was not a terrible thing. Maybe it's a relief.

Song Qingshu sighed, stretched out his hand and slapped his palm on the heavenly spirit cover of the guard, but he used the powerful vajra palm in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, although Song Qingshu had not practiced this palm technique, but if he simulated it a little, there was no problem.

As for killing Wei Bi, Song Qingshu didn't have any psychological burden, although he didn't say anything about 'small amount is not a gentleman, no poison is not a husband'. But the basic 'cutting grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows', I still know.

The so-called is to fight the snake and not die but suffer from it, Song Qingshu doesn't want to leave a terrible enemy for himself.

Walking out of the room, Song Qingshu went to the kitchen again, took out the sesame oil, sprinkled it around the yard, and then set it on fire. Immediately afterwards, Song Qing took the Xuantie box without replying, and quietly returned to the West Wing.

After returning to the West Wing, Song Qingshu put the Xuantie box under the bed, and just took off his coat and lay down, he heard a commotion outside.

After putting on his clothes again, Song Qingshu opened the door and grabbed a servant who pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with you, in a hurry?"

The servant was very impatient to be pulled by someone, and he opened his mouth to scold, but as soon as he saw that it was Song Qingshu, he immediately put on a smiling face and said, "It turned out to be Song Gongzi! We are rushing to the courtyard of our cousin, where there is a fire for some reason." ”

"Cousin?" Song Qing wrote.

"Oh, it's Wei Bi, Wei Gongzi. The servant explained.

"Oh, is Brother Wei's house on fire?" Song Qingshu said with a pretended surprise effect, "Since that's the case, then I'll go with you too." Saying that, Song Qingshu didn't wait for the servant to say something, turned around and closed the door, and said, "Let's go." ”

Now that this is the case, what else can the servant have to say, but to lead the way.

In front of the courtyard of Weibi, Zhu Changling had already heard the news and rushed over, and the servants were hurriedly extinguishing the fire.

"Zhu Daxia, what the hell is going on?" Song Qingshu came to Zhu Changling's side and asked suspiciously.

Zhu Changling turned his head and saw that it was Song Qingshu, so he squeezed out a smile and said, "It turned out to be Song Gongzi! I don't know what's going on now, but I don't know what happened to Bi'er." ”

Song Qingshu didn't speak, and nodded heavily.

Although the fire was very big at the moment, the yard was not large, and there were many people, so the fire was quickly extinguished.

After the fire was extinguished, the servants didn't wait for Zhu Changling's orders, so they hurriedly ran in.

"Owner, there's a corpse here. Soon he heard a man shouting from his servants.

"What?" Zhu Changling shouted angrily.

Then I saw the servants come out carrying a burnt corpse that was somewhat unrecognizable.

Zhu Changling stepped forward quickly, carefully inspected, and did not speak for a while.

Song Qingshu also stepped forward to take a look, "This is Brother Wei, I saw the jade pendant on his waist last night." Song Qingshu said, "I didn't expect to have a drink with Brother Wei last night, but today it is already forever separated." There are three points of unbelief, three points of regret, and three points of regret.

"It's just that although Brother Wei drank a lot last night, how could he not be awake at the time of the fire, if he was already sober, with Brother Wei's martial arts, how could the fire trap him. At the same time, Song Qingshu whispered to himself in confusion.

"Bi'er didn't die in the fire, but was first killed by someone who smashed his head with a heavy blow, and then he started the fire. At this time, Zhu Changling, who had been silent just now, suddenly said.

"What, Brother Wei was killed by someone?" Song Qingshu looked at Zhu Changling dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief. "But who has such a deep hatred with Brother Wei that he wants to die?"

"Yes, Bi'er was indeed killed. Zhu Changling said fiercely, "But no matter who it is, once I let me know, I will definitely not die." ”

Back at the villa, Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying had already heard the news, and as soon as they heard the news of Wei Bi's death, the two passed out on the spot.

Zhu Changling asked his subordinates to help the two young ladies back into the room, and then looked at Song Qingshu apologetically and said, "The family is unfortunate, which makes Song Gongzi smile." ”

Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "God is jealous of talents, what a pity it is for Brother Wei to die young." If Zhu Daxia needs help with anything, just say it, it is incumbent on him. ”

"In this way, thank you Song Gongzi. Zhu Changling said, "It's just that next, if there is something at home, I can't accompany Song Gongzi, and I ask Song Gongzi to forgive me." ”

"Human nature, Zhu Daxia is serious. Song Qingshu shook his head. Then he took his leave and left. Because Song Qingshu knew that Zhu Changling still had a lot of things to deal with next.

Whether it is to find the murderer, or to arrange the aftermath of Weibi, or to notify the master of Weibi who is away and does not know the news, etc.