Ling Bo said proudly: "Master Tai said that Hero Guo served the country and the people, and those of us who learn martial arts should follow him as an example throughout our lives. Hero Yang Guo killed the Great Khan Meng Ge, and he is a great hero for us Chinese people."
Yang Ruji's eyes darkened, he touched his daughter's small bag and said, "Yes, they are all great heroes in our martial arts world. But Hero Yang is a one-armed man, did you know that?"
Seeing Ling Bo's confused look, she thought she didn't know the details, so she said: "Actually, Yang Daxia was wronged. His right arm was cut off by Guo Daxia's eldest daughter Guo Fu. Guo Fu was not a vicious person, but she was suspected of killing Yang Daxia."
After Guo Daxia knew about this, he still wanted to cut off his daughter's arm even though he loved his daughter very much. However, Guo Daxia's wife Huang Rongnuxia was very defensive and refused to allow it. Ling Bo felt that between him and his wife, who would do it?
Right."
Who knew that Ling Bo asked, "Is Guo Fu's sister the Patriarch Guo Xiang of Emei?"
Yang Ruji nodded and listened to her daughter say: "Then since the heroine Guo Xiang is good, it is naturally Guo Fu who is wrong. The Condor Hero is so capable, if he has both hands, he can't even kill Kublai Khan. If I were Daxia Guo
, I want to chop off one of her arms." After thinking about it, he whispered: "Mom, dad punished me right. I shouldn't blame him."
Yang Ruji breathed a sigh of relief. When she was a girl, she was very extreme. After becoming a member of Wudang Mountain, she realized the way of chivalry. Naturally, she didn't want her daughter to follow her detour again. Seeing that she was so sensible but a little crooked, she couldn't help but smile.
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When the moon was shining brightly, little Lingbo was already dizzy. Ruji didn't realize that he was soft-hearted, so he had to meditate and fall into trance. Taoist boy Mingyue hurriedly ran in and said: "Master's mother, little master Qingshu is awake."
Ling Bo was overjoyed, and just about to stand up, he didn't expect that she was young and weak, her legs were already sore and numb, and she suddenly collapsed in her mother's arms.
"Thank God, may Qingshu know someone? Can he eat?"
"Neng Neng, the little uncle is holding the seventh master's uncle and won't let go." Mingyue looked happy.
Wudang was immediately beaming with joy, ignoring Song Qingshu's low and continuous words, "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, I really didn't mean it. I couldn't look back later. I will never be like this again. I will become a Taoist when I grow up."
Song Yuanqiao was almost dumbfounded when he heard that. He looked at Mo Shenggu and saw that this usually fiery junior brother also had a confused look on his face. He said, "Qingshu, I have known for a long time that you let go of the golden monkey I raised."
,It’s okay, I’m not angry anymore.”
There is no way you can justify asking your nephew to become a monk for the sake of a monkey.
Zhang Sanfeng, who had been sitting in the middle hall, looked at his disciple with serious eyes and was finally speechless.
Song Qingshu nursed back to health for several days before he recovered. Although Ling Bo felt guilty, he was not a daredevil. He always came to his bedroom to see him and said: "Brother Qingshu, I'm very sorry for you.
Fortunately you are well, otherwise my father would have beaten me to death and my uncle would have been sad."
Song Qingshu held the medicine bowl and looked at this smart girl standing in front of him, three parts smart and seven parts sincere. Only then did he feel that everything was not a dream. He smiled and said: "Since you are so sensible, come and drink the medicine for me."
Alright."
Ling Bo quickly took a step back, with rejection written all over his face, "No, this is your medicine, you won't get well if I drink it. Be good, brother Qingshu, good medicine tastes bitter, or else I'll feed it to you."
Seeing how eloquent she was, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried. In his previous life, this lively and cute little junior sister lost her footing and fell down Tianzhu Mountain when she was six years old. Her second aunt also died soon after she fell seriously ill.
As a result, my uncle was lonely all his life, and his personality became increasingly cold. What should he do to avoid this tragedy?
Ling Bo saw that he was silent, and after thinking for a while he said: "I heard that you lost Uncle Qi's monkey. I'm very sorry. How about I go catch one and bring it back. Then Uncle Qi won't be angry with you."
, don’t be angry with me either.”
Song Qingshu was shocked when he heard this. He almost coughed out the medicine he just drank. He struggled and said, "No, no, you must not go." Wudang is not Mount Emei. The only place with wild monkeys is Tianzhu Mountain.
Thinking of this, he was so scared that his face turned green.
Ling Bo didn't know what he was thinking. He was so frightened by his sudden surprise that he cried for a while, "If you don't want to go, I won't go. What do you want from me?"
Qingshu also knew that he was Meng Lang. Everything in the past was like a dream. He, the first disciple of the third generation of Wudang who had countless expectations, had made successive breakthroughs since the moment he accidentally killed his seventh uncle Mo Shenggu.
He crossed his own bottom line and eventually became Chen Youliang's Dao Zu and Zhou Zhiruo's puppet. In the end, his skull was smashed by the second uncle who regarded him as his own son since childhood, and his life was taken by the loving Taishifu. He became a wandering figure in the world.
A lonely ghost in the mountains, he knew that all this was his own fault and could not blame anyone else. The chance to have another chance was blessed by Lord Dao, and he cherished it extremely. He swore that he would rather die in this life than to have another chance.
He did the thing of killing his fellow disciples.
And now that the little junior sister is in danger, how can he avoid it?
But the most important thing now is to calm the person down first, "Ah Qiao, good Ah Qiao, my senior brother is not trying to hurt you. I am, it's because my head hurts, and I raise my voice unconsciously. Don't be angry with me, okay?"
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Ling Bo looked at Song Qingshu and felt that he didn't seem to be lying to him. Suddenly an idea flashed and he said: "Then I won't cry. Can you also forgive me?"
This ghost is really not at a disadvantage. Song Qingshu was helpless for a moment and said helplessly: "Okay, as long as you promise me not to go to Tianzhu Peak, I won't be angry."
Ling Bo clapped his hands and said happily: "I'm not going, I'm not going, thank you, Senior Brother Song." As he said this, he wished he could leave with a high jump. When he was done, he didn't forget to say: "Senior Nephew Qingfeng, Senior Brother Song's medicine has been spilled. You
Remember to cook him another bowl."
Lingbo jumped back to his mother's house, and happened to see Yang Rujii packing up clothes. Children are the most restless, and as soon as they saw it, they said: "Mom, are you going out? I want to go too, I want to go too."
, I want to watch the white geese swimming." When she was five or six years old, the furthest she went was to visit a farmhouse at the foot of Wudang Mountain and watch the rabbits, ducks and geese play, so she just treated her as a mother who wanted to go down the mountain for inspection. After all, Song Yuanqiao's wife
After dying young, Yang Ruji was like a wife of the Wudang Clan. She had the obligation to supervise the farmers living in the village and ensure that they could produce with peace of mind.
At this time, Yu Lianzhou was also meditating in the room. He knew that his wife would be far away this time, and he could not bring his daughter to cause trouble, so he said: "Yesterday you were still arguing about going to catch monkeys with your seventh uncle. Why did you change your mind today?
What? What, your brother Qingshu said something about you?"
As expected, Ling Bo's attention was diverted and he replied: "That's not true. Brother Qingshu has forgiven me, but he wants me to promise him not to go to Tianzhu Peak to catch monkeys."
Mr. and Mrs. Yu looked at each other and smiled, and said: "That's because your Senior Brother Song loves you. No matter how naughty you little monkey is, you can't be as nimble as those golden monkeys. If you chase, slipping is not fun. If you want to go to the mountain peak,
Just for fun, let’s go after you and your dad have finished practicing ‘Tiyun Zong’.”
Yu Lianzhou also said: "Are you saying that your seventh uncle raises monkeys to be as naughty as your children? He does it to practice Qing Gong. When the prime male monkey is released to go up the mountain, if he can catch up on foot, his Qing Gong will be considered a success.
Now he can no longer use it." It was Zhang Sanfeng who felt that this little apprentice was good at everything, but had a hot temper and was not calm enough, so he ordered him to keep the already old monkey. Chang Zi woke up, but these words
It’s hard to tell the younger generation.
Ling Bo was dissatisfied and said: "I also want to learn martial arts, just like Senior Brother Chang, but my father always makes me stand and meditate, and won't let me move for several hours. When will I be able to practice martial arts well?"
Although Yu Lianzhou is strict, Ling Bo is born with this quirky temper. If he really realizes that he is wrong, he is not afraid of punishment, but if he is not convinced, he will never be honest and obedient, and he will always tell some nonsense. Yu Lianzhou thought at first
He put on the air of a strict father and told his daughter to be obedient, but after a few times he found that his true nature was hard to change, and he actually loved his daughter deeply, so he had to change his strategy and patiently lectured her: "Learning martial arts is the same as writing and embroidery. The key is to sew."
Good foundation. Not to mention us, even your great master started from the most basic meditation practice. He can do it, can't you?"
Ling Bo tilted his head, as if to think about whether his father's words made sense, when he suddenly heard someone outside saying: "Second Master, Master, Grand Master has invited you two."
After hearing this, the Yu couple looked at each other and felt a little strange in their hearts. However, Master did not dare to delay due to his fate, so they hurriedly went to Qingxu Hall together. Zhang Sanfeng was still wearing a gray sermon robe, with shaggy white hair, and a slightly tired look. Song Yuanqiao was standing there.
On the side, he had already taken on most of Wudang's general affairs. Seeing this, Yu Lianzhou understood that today he must be talking about business.
When they saw that the ceremony had been completed, they heard Zhang Sanfeng say: "Ruji, yesterday I was in retreat. I heard that you came to say goodbye and was preparing to go down the mountain."
Yang Ruji heard the words, lowered his head and said: "Yes, master, you and the senior brother are aware of the past events of this disciple. Today, the sixth junior brother suffered such a great humiliation, maybe it is because of my karma and reincarnation. In this case, I must
Go and find out about it yourself." She had been married to Wudang for many years. Whether it was Taoism or martial arts, Zhang Sanfeng taught her the same as a direct disciple, so she called herself a "disciple."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded. Song Yuanqiao had a soft face and a kind heart. He wanted to persuade his younger siblings, but he felt embarrassed and didn't know how to speak. Suddenly he heard the master say: "In this case, I won't stop you as a master. But there is one thing. You will take Ah Qiao with you."