Song Qingshu couldn't help but said: "The reason why you want to go with me is probably not to persuade them, but more importantly because I am afraid that Huo Dou is still nearby."
Huo Qingtong blushed, and snorted: "What's wrong with killing two birds with one stone."
Wang Yuyan looked at Song Qingshu, and said softly: "Brother Song, Sister Huo came all the way to the Central Plains, and it's very hard work for the future of the people, so don't make things difficult for her anymore." Song Qingshu felt a lot of reverence for this strong heroine, so he naturally didn't want her to be ridiculed by Song Qingshu.
It is rare to hear Wang Yuyan begging in soft words. Although Song Qingshu is not Duan Yu, but his heart is still a little bit melted, naturally he is embarrassed to continue to embarrass Huo Qingtong.
Soon after breakfast, the group of people set off for Leigu Mountain. The town where they had settled down before was not far from Leigu Mountain. The group rode horses and galloped, and finally arrived at the realm of Leigu Mountain early in the morning of the second day.
We went straight up the mountain road, and at noon, the terrain became higher and higher, and finally the horses could no longer go up, and the group had to dismount and walk. After walking for more than half an hour, we came to a place where we saw dense bamboo shade, quiet scenery, beside the mountain stream. A gazebo is built with giant bamboos. The construction is elegant and ingenious. The bamboo is the pavilion, and the pavilion is the bamboo. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a bamboo forest or a pavilion.
Huo Qingtong was born in Huijiang, and seeing such an exquisite scenery, he couldn't help admiring it. Even Song Qingshu and Wang Yuyan, who grew up in the southern country, secretly admired this quiet design.
Standing at the gazebo were two young men in peasant clothes, walked up to the crowd, bowed and saluted: "How many of you are here to participate in the Zhenlong chess game?" The woman is charming and graceful, and even the monk has a dignified appearance. Could it be that he is a figure from heaven
The two of them were just young and vigorous, so they couldn't help but sneak a look at some beautiful women. It's a pity that the appearance of these women was too outstanding, as if there was an invisible light, they didn't dare to look at them.
Taking a panoramic view of the small movements of several people, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, thinking of how he wanted to look at beautiful women when he was young in his previous life but dared not look at them.
The young man noticed his half-smiling eyes, couldn't help but blushed, and hastily took out a firecracker from his bosom, lit it. With a bang, the firecrackers rushed into the sky. Ordinary firecrackers sounded with a "bang", followed by a "clap" in mid-air, and they were blown to pieces. After this firecracker flew into the air, it patted and patted three times in succession.
Li Qiushui frowned slightly: "It seems that they should be Su Xinghe's disciples and grandchildren. They didn't learn martial arts very well, they are all strange and obscene skills." She was a little far away, and the young man didn't hear clearly, otherwise he would have to come out Maintain the majesty of the ancestors.
Soon a group of people came down the mountain road, there were more than thirty people in total, all dressed as peasants, each carrying a long sword in their hands. When I got closer, I realized that these long objects were not weapons, but bamboo poles. There is a rope net between every two bamboo bars for people to ride on.
The young man cupped his hands and said: "My master, Suke, you don't have to be polite, just sit on it."
Only then did everyone realize that this should be a bamboo sedan chair specially used for mountain roads, Li Qiushui snorted: "These people are slow, I don't have the time to waste time with them." Flying up the mountain, the group of disciples dressed as peasants were stunned.
Jiumozhi was also full of admiration: "Lingbo Weibu, really is the world's first-class lightness kung fu."
"You can't let that tempt catch you first." Seeing Li Qiushui leaving, Tianshan Child Elder was worried that she would see Wu Yazi first, so she hurriedly used her lightness kung fu to catch up.
Song Qingshu looked astonished: "These two people are really impatient, let's go up too." Since the two of them had already run up the mountain with lightness kung fu, it was impossible for them to slowly follow behind in a bamboo sedan chair. Qinggong followed behind.
Jiumozhi's skills are superb, and he can run lightly on this rugged hillside like flying. Li Qinglu can also walk gently on the waves. As a disciple carefully trained by Li Qiushui, his skills are also outstanding among the younger generation, so naturally there is no problem .
Only Wang Yuyan didn't know a little bit of martial arts. Looking at the rugged and steep mountain road, it was a bit difficult. Although Li Qinglu wanted to help, but her skills were limited, she was fine by herself, and she was powerless to bring another person.
In fact, when encountering similar situations along the way, it was Li Qiushui who trekked across mountains and rivers with Wang Yuyan in his arms, but it was a pity that he left this granddaughter aside as he was about to see Wu Yazi today.
"Meng Lang, please help her." Li Qinglu said to Song Qingshu seeing her cousin's embarrassment.
Today's rugged mountain roads, the so-called helpers must hug and hug. In fact, Song Qingshu came from later generations. Such physical contact is not a big deal. However, considering the conservative atmosphere of this era, and in front of Li Qinglu, it is really uncomfortable. Did my sister-in-law act too intimately
But now that Li Qinglu proposed, and Wang Yuyan blushed, but she did not refuse, Song Qingshu naturally didn't have to hesitate, and came to her: "Miss Wang, let me take you up."
Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, Brother Song." At the same time, I felt a little weird, always feeling that he was taking advantage of this, why should I thank him...
At this time, Song Qingshu's thoughts had already flown to the Zhenlong chess game, thinking about why there were so many martial arts figures, and naturally he had no time to care about the girl's wild thoughts at this time, he grabbed her slender waist, and the tactile feeling of his grip made him feel a pang in his heart. swing.
If it was that kid Duan Yu, he would have had a nosebleed by now, right? Song Qingshu guessed maliciously, at the same time pointing his toes, with his sleeves fluttering, he took the lead. He didn't run in a hurry, but on this steep mountain path, he seemed to be floating in the wind, without touching the ground, he disappeared into the bamboo forest in front of him in an instant.
Huo Qingtong in the back had always been dissatisfied with him, and he had only heard about his martial arts, but had never seen him make a move. Now that he saw his lightness like a banished fairy in the sky, he couldn't help but secretly admire: this man Although I hate it a bit, but the lightness kung fu is really powerful, the whole Huijiang, no, even if you count the Mingjiao, Zhang Jiaozhu probably doesn't have this lightness kung fu...
Now that Song Qingshu had set off, Li Qinglu naturally used Lingbo to follow her with small steps, and Huo Qingtong had no choice but to use lightness kung fu to follow her. It's a pity that although her martial arts are good, they can only be regarded as good. Song Qingshu, Jiumozhi, who are at the top of the rivers and lakes? Even though he tried his best and broke out in a sweat, he was still getting farther and farther away from the people in front of him, and soon they disappeared from his sight.
Huo Qingtong has been shouldering the important task of protecting the tribe all these years. Unfortunately, Mongolia is getting stronger and stronger, and the Hui tribe is getting weaker and weaker. She can't see any hope at all. This time, she is desperate to run to the Central Plains, hoping that all countries will unite to fight against Mongolia. , but as the leader of one party, how could she not know that each country is thinking for itself, and the hope of uniting is extremely slim.
Even so, she has been persevering and persevering, but now in the whole mountain, there is no one in sight, she seems to be abandoned here by the world, and thinking of the heavy burden on her shoulders, she can't help feeling a little sad, teardrops Can't help but pull down from under the cheek, can't stop.
"You don't have to cry if you can't keep up, right?" At this moment, a joking voice suddenly came from beside her. Huo Qingtong looked up, and she didn't know when Song Qingshu had come to her.