If you remember who the person who came just now, I am afraid that even the ancestral tomb will emit blue smoke. Holding back this sentence, Master Xie smiled.
"What are you looking for this official?"
"It's not easy for an adult to come here, come and ask an adult for a reward."
The owner smiled brightly, which made it difficult for people to feel bad. Xie-sama has always been soft-hearted. When he touched his purse, he came in a hurry but didn't bring any money.
This is bad, not only did you not get the money, but you couldn't even give it before drinking tea.
He dared to accept Qilinwei's money, and said with a smile, "The words that adults reward the little ones mean that the ancestors of the little ones are virtuous!"
Master Xie couldn't do anything after thinking about it. He brought a pen and paper, dipped it in ink, and after a while, five large characters were marked in the center of the white paper - Xie Duxi rewarded him.
"Aha, aha..."
The young man, panting like a wounded beast, ran wildly through the woods. His eyes were red like a mad bull, and his rush in the woods was not lost at all.
The men's clothes are very peculiar, some of them are large and almost invisible women's robes, although the shoulders have been widened as much as possible, it is still unable to fully accommodate his lines. Others appear to be torn strips of floral fabric into strands in a way reminiscent of violent coercion—but they're still women's clothing. It turned out to be a man in a woman's clothes who was running wildly.
There has never been a moment in a man's life when he wanted to die more than this time.
This person is precisely Ling Qingshu, the youngest son of Ling Hanzhong, who was rectified by Ming Suwen.
He lost to Ming Suwen, was given acupuncture points and anesthesia by her, and was tortured and ravaged by those who had strange tastes or big guys or weird people in the back hall for three whole days. Among them, there are even friends who have been with him before, but since he was developed by the 'Enke' on the first night, he has already been played badly. The whole body was mixed with a large amount of unknown liquid, rough desire, and the stench of middle-aged people who wanted to vomit formed from blood flowing from somewhere. This Houtangchun's 'mother' felt that this Shu had red lips and white teeth and a handsome appearance, so she groomed him and re-applied his make-up, which actually drew a bit of amorous feelings.
As a result, without waiting for a long rest, 'Qingqing Girl' was once again covered in big men.
What broke him the most was the topic mentioned by these clients when they were chatting - the withdrawal of the Lushan Sword Temple from Hangzhou.
All hope is lost.
In the days that followed, Ling Qingshu's spirit and body were subjected to the most brutal treatment imaginable. During the process, he wanted to die countless times, and even shed two lines of tears that were almost bleeding. If it wasn't for a belief that was almost equivalent to hope supporting him, he would never have survived the third day.
That is hatred. He had a strong hatred for that woman, Ming Suwen.
It wasn't until the third day, when the closed acupoints were released and he was finally able to move and speak, Ling Qingshu discovered one thing. He has already gone 90% of his martial arts. Ming Suwen's internal wounds on him are actually not too deep and can be repaired with time. However, this time is the time when he is picking up customers... Not only did he miss the golden time for rehabilitation, but he also suffered heavy physical and mental damage. The power loss in the body has reached 90%. Not looking for a place to recuperate immediately is even more harmful to the body.
-Oh shit! That stinky bitch, I'm going to kill her! !
With the remaining one success, he couldn't even beat the 'Enjoy' on the first night, but he was 'lesson' several times. In the end, Ling Qingshu could only give up revenge on the guests who had abused him, and quietly fled Houtangchun in the second half of the night. It was only shortly after he left that he was discovered. 'Mum' chased after the thugs, almost cornering him.
Fortunately, it was his remaining success and extraordinary intelligence that allowed him to escape the siege.
- I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill them!
Almost every time I took a step, I roared this sentence in my heart. Ling Qingshu was running wildly in the woods. Although Houtangchun's thug was no longer behind him, he was like a bird in shock at the moment, as long as he heard the slightest sound, he immediately ran out. He was so hungry in his stomach that he was already tired, and he hadn't eaten for a long time, and he almost fell down because of it.
"As long as, as long as I get to Hangzhou, I'll be fine. My dad must have..."
Relying on this belief, he swayed his legs frantically and ran almost to death, still some distance from Hangzhou City.
Suddenly I smelled a scent, it was the smell of food.
Ling Qingshu didn't care so much, he hurried forward.
But on the official road, a group of about 20 people, embracing a beautifully decorated and luxurious carriage, was on their way. Famine and poverty, I wanted to block the road and rob, and then rob some clothes and silver taels. But there are so many opponents, and they are not opponents. But suddenly something was discovered.
- That, that person I have seen!
Ling Qingshu saw an old woman inside, but she had seen it before.
That was a mother-in-law of the attendant I had seen when I attended the court representatives before.
That is to say, the representative of the court who negotiated with their Lushan Jianguan is here.
Ling Qingshu was elated!
He has never been able to find Lushan disciples, and Hangzhou Wulin hates him to the bone, and naturally he will not help. The court's attitude towards the Mount Lujian Jianguan has always been respectful, and as long as he meets them, he will not worry about not having a chance to make a comeback!
He rushed out with a stride, and before he was halfway there, two shadows appeared in front of him, both dressed in black, and it goes without saying that they had already pinned him to the ground.
Ling Qingshu shouted: "Don't do it! Your own person!"
"Who is with you, you little thief?"
An old voice came, the old woman approached slowly, her eyes turned on his face, and she was slightly surprised.
"You are… "
Ling Qingshu happily said: "Mother-in-law is above, Ling Qingshu was born late, but... I met my mother-in-law and adults in the other palace that day."
The old woman nodded: "It turned out to be Young Master Ling. Why did you end up in such a land?"
"It's hard to say, this is all about Ye Luoshan's mischief, and I have to rely on the court to stand up for my father and son."
In her more than 20 years of life, Ling Qingshu has never spoken so earnestly. He has been tortured, and his mind has changed. If it was the original him, such a low voice would be unimaginable.
"Oh? Allow me to report to the master."
Letting him be held, the old woman approached the carriage and whispered a few words, and then the owner in the carriage seemed to say something, and the old woman couldn't help nodding her head and continued the conversation.
Ling Qingshu listened intently, and gradually he could hear the voice in his ears.
I heard the old woman say.
"Pharmacist Ling's request has been fulfilled. Although it is quite unexpected that Qilinwei did not harvest the results in the end, it has no major impact on our side. This person seems to be dispensable now."
Ling Qingshu was frightened when he heard it, and a name beyond his imagination appeared in the conversation.
"What did this man do in this operation? He broke into a craftsman's house a few days ago, killed his husband and raped his wife, murdered his father and raped his daughter, and then all three of the family died tragically. But he was so stupid. Make it known to the world and do it as a great deed. To attract the attention of all parties, it has broken a lot of things."
The response of the 'master' could not be heard clearly, but the old woman's words pierced into her ears lightly, word by word. The more Ling Qingshu listened, the colder his whole body became, and he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness as he was swallowed by a giant beast. If this is the case, he himself has already been caught in a huge conspiracy, but he doesn't realize it.
His words, deeds, and actions were already in the calculations of others, but he was still complacent. His emptiness, his irritability, his hatred, his anger, and even the tragic tragedies he created, all seemed flashy, boring and insignificant in front of these people. It's far from even a character worthy of special consideration. Even his proud father was just a pawn in the eyes of those behind the scenes.
"His Royal Highness's calculation is really admirable."
"In order for Pharmacist Ling to take over his heir position justifiably, only his immortal father will give way naturally. Up and down Lushan Mountain is dissatisfied with Ling Hanzhong's immortality and his long-term position. As long as he is wiped out. In Hangzhou, the younger generation of masters are also doing their best to fight, even if there is a rule that the disciple does not pass on the son, he will still be temporarily appointed as the chief priest. With Ling Yaoshi's method, it only takes a few years, You can have your own team. Don't worry about his condition."
"Ling Qingshu, this brat caused trouble, and almost made Ling Hanzhong dare not do it. If you didn't make use of the situation cleverly and leave space when you were aggressive, Ling Hanzhong really thought that there was an opportunity, and he would never have rushed to attack with a large amount of money... The pharmacist Ling promised to supply it. I'm waiting..."
He promised how, but he couldn't hear it anymore, Ling Qingshu felt chills all over, his face was blue, and he was already lost.
"All of this is due to His Highness's wisdom as deep as the sea. His Highness did not know the slightest martial arts to destroy the Lushan Sword Temple. It is truly unprecedented."
Suddenly, I heard a voice that soaked my heart like a warm spring breeze.
"Grandma Rong."