Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "That's right, if you continue to let the ghost villa hide in the dark, you don't know what kind of poisonous plan will come out next time." I'm afraid, as long as there is a little accident today, the Wudang faction will be over.
Song Qingshu said: "There is the shadow of the imperial court behind the ghost villa. No matter how powerful the Wudang faction is, it is just a Jianghu sect. It is still somewhat powerless in the face of national power."
Zhang Sanfeng also strongly agreed: "I didn't expect our Wudang faction to be caught in court disputes, but we have never intervened in court affairs, why did we get burned?"
Song Qingshu replied: "This is what I am going to investigate."
"I wonder how you plan to investigate?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.
Song Qingshu thought for a while and shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet, but the most urgent thing is to seal the news here, so as not to get information from Ghost Villa."
Yu Lianzhou said at the right time: "Don't worry, Qingshu, I have issued an order to close the mountain just now, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. At the same time, I have also sent people to watch out for pigeons and the like, so that no news will be spread. "
Chongxu also said: "My disciples and I have been bothering in Wudang Mountain for a while, and we won't go back to Zhenwu Temple for now." Among the other four temples in Wudang, the heads of Baiyun Temple and Shangqing Temple are from Ghost Villa. His disciples were naturally under control. Ma Zhendao, the master of Yuqingguan, died in the chaos. His disciples had no leader, and now they are under the arrangement of Wudang sect; So strong to keep him.
Song Qingshu arched his hands: "Thank you for your help, I will definitely find out the conspiracy of Ghost Villa when I go to Jiangnan."
"Are you going to leave again?" Song Yuanqiao was a little bit reluctant. The father and son had been away more and less together these years, and they hadn't even met each other much, which made him quite sad.
Song Qingshu also sighed: "I've been running around all these years, and when the big event is decided in the future, I will always be by my father's side."
Song Yuanqiao scolded with a smile: "I'm such a bad old man, what good company do I have, when the time comes, those Yingying and Yanyan around you won't hate me to death."
The rest of the people smiled knowingly, diluting the gloomy clouds lingering in their hearts. Before, everyone heard some rumors in the Jianghu, but they didn't take it seriously. After all, they watched Song Qingshu grow up. Seeing his ambiguous relationship with Shen Bijun and Xiaolongnv, everyone couldn't laugh or cry.
After laughing for a while, Zhang Sanfeng said, "Qingshu, that Miss Li is the Holy Mother of the White Lotus after all, and the White Lotus Sect has always been regarded as evil and heretics by all the sects in the Jianghu. Your fifth uncle's lesson from the past, you have to take care of yourself."
Song Qingshu was embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "I have nothing to do with her." After all, Li Qingluo bears the name of Mrs. Wang, and the two generations are also different. If they know the real relationship between the two, it will really challenge these righteous people What's more, Li Qingluo didn't want her reputation to be damaged.
Of course, in his heart, he didn't take Zhang Sanfeng's words seriously. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu fell in love with each other. The reason why Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu came to such a tragic end was entirely due to his lack of strength.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly: "Not the best, by the way, Qingshu, when do you plan to leave?"
Song Qingshu replied: "It's not too late, I plan to leave tomorrow morning."
"Then be careful yourself." Zhang Sanfeng instructed.
Then a group of uncles also told him various things, and a group of people discussed the Ghost Villa from time to time. It was already midnight when Song Qingshu came out from Zhang Sanfeng.
Song Qingshu thought that if he wanted to infiltrate the Ghost Villa for investigation, he would need the help of Li Qingluo, so he came to her residence.
"Who is it?" Hearing the knock on the door, the little dragon girl in the room asked.
"It's me." Song Qingshu replied.
There was silence in the room for a while, and then came Xiaolongnv's answer: "Cousin said that it's late at night, and it's inconvenient for lonely men and widows to meet each other, so we can talk about it tomorrow morning if there is anything to do."
"You little girl, why do you insist on saying it was me!" Li Qingluo's exasperated voice soon came from the room.
"Didn't you say so?" Xiao Longnu asked blankly.
Hearing what the two women said outside, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. He cleared his throat and said, "Since it's inconvenient, I won't come in. I just want to tell you that I'm leaving for Jiangnan tomorrow morning. You should prepare your luggage."
The room soon fell into silence again, and after a long time, Li Qingluo's voice came: "You are leaving tomorrow morning, why do we have to go with you? You and that little lover are traveling together, what are we doing by the side? Go by yourself, I still have to recuperate here."
Song Qingshu laughed: "It's fine, but don't blame me for not reminding you, this time the ghost villa's conspiracy has caused heavy losses to Wudang Mountain, especially Yuqingguan's head is dead, and his disciples are screaming for help." To avenge him, Lord Tai Shigong can't blame you for a large number of them, but the people below are not sure."
After a pause, Song Qingshu added another sentence: "Also, Wudang Mountain has been closed now, and no one except me is allowed to enter or leave. If you plan to be a Taoist nun here for the rest of your life, then stay here."
"You're ruthless!" Li Qingluo's gnashing of teeth sounded from inside the room.
"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Song Qingshu was about to leave, but the door opened, and he saw Xiao Longnv standing gracefully at the door in a white dress, with a trace of sadness on her brows: "Cousin, she is seriously injured, I'm afraid she won't be able to withstand the whole journey."
Song Qingshu replied: "Don't worry, after going down Wudang Mountain, we will go from the Han River to the Yangtze River, and we will take a boat all the way. Then she can recuperate well, and I can also help her to heal her injuries."
"That's fine." Xiao Longnu nodded, and then closed the door with a bang.
Song Qingshu was taken aback. He originally wanted to chat with her, but after all, he hadn't seen her for so long, so he was turned away. The two sisters who wanted to come to the house seemed quite dissatisfied with him.
With a wry smile, Song Qingshu decided not to touch this bad luck, and returned to his yard, only to find that the light in the room was still on, and Shen Bijun was sitting at the table with his hands on his chest, trying to stay awake.
"Qingshu, why haven't you slept yet?" Song Qingshu felt distressed.
"Wait for you~" Shen Bijun was overjoyed when he saw his lover come back, and hurriedly got up to greet him.
Touching her hand, she found it was cold, Song Qingshu said pitifully, "You should go to bed first, I'm not even sure when I'll come back."
Shen Bijun blushed: "Such a big thing happened on the mountain today, I can't sleep. And if I sleep, should I keep the door for you? If I don't, I'm afraid you won't be able to come in. What should other people do if they get in?"
"Your thoughts are really delicate," Song Qing smiled, "You don't need to keep the door for me in the future, I can come in."
"You can get in even if the door is locked?" Shen Bijun bit his lip, "It seems that Song Lang has done such things like stealing fragrance in the middle of the night."
Song Qingshu's old face turned hot, and he wisely didn't get entangled in this issue. Amidst her exclamation, he simply hugged her horizontally: "I have to go on the road tomorrow, rest early."