It can be said that Song Qingshu's purpose of this trip has been completed for the most part, and then he should think about the next step.

Thinking about it, Song Qingshu followed Yang Qingru and came to the stone room where he had dinner yesterday, it turned out that it was now the next morning, and Yang Qingru asked him to go to dinner.

A thoughtful meal, to Song Qingshu's surprise, Yang Qingru's craftsmanship was not bad.

After eating and washing, Song Qingshu recalled the content of the Nine Yin True Scripture again, and felt that after remembering it in his heart, he expressed his intention to Yang Qingru.

He had turned around the ancient tomb once last night, and unexpectedly, there was no cold ice bed in the ancient tomb, and Song Qingshu could only attribute all this to the mysterious person.

Coincidentally, Yang Qingru was also leaving. So the two of them walked out of the ancient tomb together along the way they came.

It's just that Song Qingshu didn't know that in an empty stone room in the ancient tomb, smoke rose gracefully............

Song Qingshu and Yang Qingru walked out of the cave, and it was about eight or nine o'clock.

From the bottom of his heart, Song Qingshu is very grateful to Yang Qingru for saving his life, if it weren't for Yang Qingru appearing in the sky, I am afraid that he would already be the soul of a fat-eared man, with a pile of yellow bones.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qingshu calmly told him about the Nine Yin True Scripture and said that I will give you a chance.

Is the Nine Yin True Scripture important? Zhou Zhiruo can almost stand out from the crowd in the later period just by relying on the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and in this respect, the Nine Yin True Scripture is indeed important.

But Song Qingshu thinks that his life is more important, so Song Qingshu still feels a little indebted to Yang Qingru, after all, some things can't be simply measured.

However, when Pingshui meets, they have to divide their own things, and some things are destined to be difficult to make up, Song Qingshu is also open-minded, no longer thinking about this aspect, but thinking about the next trip.

What's in the heavens?

Jiuyang Miracle!

It seems that just listening to it is enough to excite people. But Song Qingshu thinks that the chance of him getting the Jiuyang Divine Skill is almost zero now.

Jiuyang Divine Skill was obtained by chance after Zhang Wuji fell into the valley, could it be that Song Qingshu also fell into the valley to see if he had Zhang Wuji's luck?

The mountains are reckless, and looking for a cheat book is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

And unlike the version on the screen, in the novel, Zhang Wuji did not directly obtain the Jiuyang Divine Skill after falling off the cliff, but obtained the Jiuyang Divine Skill from the belly of a white ape after dissecting it. It's a little more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

Because the white ape is the white ape that appeared in the Condor Heroes!

The white ape, who has lived for a hundred years, is afraid that he has already been psychic, how can he covet it?

This step can only be thought about slowly, Song Qingshu thought to himself.

If you put down the Jiuyang Divine Skill, why not travel the rivers and lakes?

It's good to go ahead of time and see the world. After all, talk on paper is shallow. After thinking about it, Song Qingshu decided.

This time they went down the mountain, no longer in a hurry when they were looking for the ancient tomb yesterday, this time, the two of them were in a natural hurry, but along the way, the two still didn't say a word.

Walking from the foot of the mountain, the two of them came again to the path where the woodcutter had passed yesterday, and then they came to a small town by winding all the way down.

Song Qingshu was surprised at first, and then thought that there was once a great Taoist sect Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain, and it was not surprising that the mountain could be prosperous and gather into a small town.

Outside the town, Song Qingshu and Yang Qingru said goodbye, the two of them had different things to do, so naturally they would not always walk together.

Seeing Fangchen go away, turning around, Song Qingshu went to the town. When he came to the town, Song Qingshu realized that this town was not a town, and it should have shrunk a lot with the decline of the Quanzhen Sect.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.

Song Qingshu looked natural, and walked into the ancient town with a hint of scrutiny.

Rows of bluestone slabs are paved with wide paths, and wooden houses are scattered on both sides.

Lu You once wrote: "Xiao Gu follows the Spring Society, and his clothes are simple and ancient."

It's antique indeed!

Song Qingshu looked at it with his eyes, inns, bazaars, teahouses, three religions and nine streams, endlessly; Oil umbrellas, cloth shoes, hosta heads, people come and go, endlessly.

There are three or two people, a cup of tea, in the teahouse, talking.

There was a chivalrous man, with a sword and a whip, in the streets, and he drove away.

Green shirts, white horses.

There is no sword and sword, but there are people from all walks of life, so that this small ancient town still has a trace of the taste of rivers and lakes.

White horse?

With a full view of the pedestrians, Song Qingshu pressed the surprise at the beginning, and planned to buy a horse instead.

Different from the deep mountains and old forests, there is no good horse to walk in the rivers and lakes, after all, the road knows the horsepower, and the manpower is always limited.

The town has the disadvantages of the town, Song Qingshu looked at the various horses riding strangely, and was helpless, and finally chose the only gray horse that could still be seen.

After a while, the town was visited by Song Qingshu, and along the way, Song Qingshu also took the opportunity to understand the folk customs of this world, in order to integrate into this world without a trace.

The town is small, and it only took Song Qingshu an hour to finish the town. After visiting the town and inquiring, Song Qingshu rode on horseback, planning to go all the way south to Anqing and Huizhou, which is now Anhui Province.

And Butterfly Valley is roughly in Anhui.

All the way south, Song Qingshu rode out of the town on horseback and walked to the avenue that had previously separated from Yang Qingru.

It's been delayed for nearly two hours, and I don't know if I can catch up with Qing Ruyang, I don't know why Song Qingshu suddenly thought of it.

Skimming away distracting thoughts, Song Qingshu hit the horse and walked forward leisurely.

I don't know how long I walked, Song Qingshu heard the faint sound of a fight in front of him.

I saw a group of women in yellow shirts besieging them, and when the woman in yellow shirts raised her hand, several silver needles shot out, forcing the group of people to hurriedly resist with knives.

Green as a bird. Song Qingshu was taken aback.

Judging by the eyes, the strength of that group of people is not weaker than him, basically they all have the level of third-rate masters, and the leader is obviously far superior to him.

And a few corpses had already fallen on the ground, which made Song Qingshu have to be surprised, the martial arts of the woman in the yellow shirt were high. What shocked Song Qingshu even more was the corpses that fell, because their deaths were exactly the same as those fat-eared men. All curled up in a ball, covered with skin and bones, and there was a puddle of pus on the ground, which made people feel sick at a glance.

"When did there be such a thing in Yitianzhong?" Song Qingshu frowned, he really couldn't find a clue.

The silver needles of the woman in the yellow shirt were not too much, and she forced the enemy back a few times, and she couldn't help but slow down the offensive a little.

At this time, the group of people followed closely.

I don't know if it was the blood of the enemy or the blood stains of the woman in the yellow shirt herself, Song Qingshu only saw that the blood stains on the yellow shirt were blurred. The woman in the yellow shirt gradually fell into trouble.

If it were an ordinary person, Song Qingshu would have avoided it far away, but the woman in the yellow shirt had saved his life.

No longer hesitated, his hands moved his internal force, and he slapped the side of the horse hard, Song Qingshu suddenly reversed and ran forward.

At the same time, he shouted, "Help!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way".

"Help, help".

The horse was flying sideways, and Song Qingshu swayed left and right, crumbling. And the horse was slapped hard by Song Qingshu and let out a heart-rending cry.

It seems that Song Qingshu is a madman who rides out of control and falls into despair. The gray horse went on a rampage, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The sound was so loud that it naturally attracted the attention of that group of people. The horse's hooves are so fast that it seems to knock people away directly. Perhaps it was a coincidence that the gray horse was about to pass through Yang Qingru and the group of people.

Liu Changsnake secretly said "bad luck", and he didn't know where the madman came from, he deserved to die.

On the contrary, Yang Qingru's beautiful eyes lit up when he saw this situation.

said that it was too late, it was fast, the gray horse came to Yang Qingru's side, Song Qingshuhuo's figure stood upright, and he grabbed Yang Qingru with one hand.

Only then did Liu Changsnake notice that the young man was holding a spear, and that scene suddenly appeared in his mind - "In addition to her, there is also a person who makes a gun."

The boy does make a gun!

Liu Changsnake just felt that something was wrong and shouted: "No ......", before the good words were finished, a spear unexpectedly pierced his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Mutations are rampant.