Song Zhishu controlled Li Dao's flying sword and rushed towards Mingyue City.
The three of them were all crimson red, and the fire poison had seeped into their bodies. They felt like they were being scalded by boiling water all the time, and they were in excruciating pain.
The three of them have fallen into a coma. Song Zhishu also has fire poison in his body, but he has the awe-inspiring righteousness to suppress it steadily.
Along the way, Song Zhishu was taking drugs to replenish his mana. He dragged three people flying by himself, and the mana consumed was a bit exaggerated.
His body was feeling hot, Song Zhishu was extremely irritable, and a ball of anger was growing in his heart.
Looking back on the fifteen years since he traveled to this world, he was humble and submissive. He always felt that he was so bad. As long as he kept a low profile and was quiet, no one would come to trouble him.
Therefore, in the past fifteen years, except for occasionally complaining about God, Song Zhishu has not done anything too extreme. Whenever he encounters anything, he mainly keeps a low profile and makes peace.
But at this moment, Song Zhishu could not suppress his emotions.
As the ancients said, if a good person is bullied by others, a good horse will be ridden by others.
In other words, no matter whether it is right or wrong, you have to guard the tomb for thirty years.
At this time, a figure came from behind. It was a young student, wearing a Confucian robe, standing behind the old man.
As the disciples of the medical center walked out of the room, the latter took a long breath, looked at Song Zhishu and said.
Song Zhishu was not the kind of ruthless and unrighteous person who only had interests in his eyes. The ancients said that life is not always the same. If you are good, you will gain it, and if you are not good, you will lose it.
Song Zhishu smiled. In fact, Song Zhishu had a good impression of Li Dao and the others. Firstly, the three people acted in a straightforward and simple style, without so much fuss. Secondly, the three of them had good character and were worth making friends with. Furthermore, the three of them had good character.
It means reading the books of saints and sages for fifteen years.
"Brother, this is a medical clinic, not a pawn shop. There is a pawn shop on the left turn in front. We only accept spiritual stones and do not pledge flying swords."
"Can you exchange the goods first? Give me seven days and I will hand over the spiritual stones to you."
Before, he was full of passion and wanted to be at odds with Bai Qiuyu. After hearing Bai Qiuyu's identity, all the anger disappeared like an ebbing tide. Isn't this ridiculous?
At this time, Song Zhishu stood up and said, "I'll go back first and come back to see you in two days."
Laugh at your humbleness.
Not to mention the true chief, not even an inner door can be contacted by the four people in the room, they are just handymen.
There was ruthlessness in Song Zhishu's eyes. His two lifetimes made him extremely gentle, without the bloodiness of a young man. But what happened today awakened Song Zhishu's cold blood.
Wang Yue spoke out in a very calm tone.
This is an act that comes entirely from the heart, without any calculation of gains and losses, so you will gain more and more Confucian righteousness.
"May I ask, sir, if a gentleman is confused, what should he do?"
"Li Qingzhou?" The latter frowned even more, as if he had never heard of Li Qingzhou, but at this moment an old man walked out and said slowly: "Treat him."
He spoke out. The three of them knew that Song Zhishu was in a bad mood, so they didn't say anything. They just hoped that Song Zhishu could look away.
Now that he has four righteousnesses, he can become stronger faster, but it is a pity that the Saint Sword Embryo is not in his hands, otherwise, his promotion speed will be faster.
Sure enough, as soon as these words were said, everyone was completely silent, even Zhishu Song was silent.
Song Zhishu clenched his fists, what happened today taught him a lesson.
After Song Zhishu left, Li Dao's voice sounded again.
The temperature in the room was a bit high, and Li Dao and the three of them were lying flat on three beds respectively, looking extremely weak.
Li Dao spoke out.
But after Song Zhishu left, the old man couldn't help but smile. Song Zhishu's style was really rare.
This is three hundred low-grade spiritual stones. To be honest, it is not a lot for saving lives, but he does not have them on him, which is very important.
But after hearing the footsteps, the three of them looked at Zhishu Song in unison, especially Li Dao. He was already in his fifties, but when he saw Zhishu Song, Li Dao's eyes couldn't help but moisten.
The other party opened his mouth and told the price, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones per person. When he heard the price, Song Zhishu's face changed.
"Who is Bai Haochen?"
When the latter spoke, he spoke truthfully.
Soon, the handyman disciples in the medical center set off and took the three of them directly to a separate room for treatment.
"May I ask, sir, what should a gentleman do when he encounters injustice?"
Soon, Song Zhishu understood what was going on. Saving one life was better than building a seven-level pagoda. Killing the red fire beast and saving their lives might not be a big deal, but Bai Qiuyu's pressure made him
At the critical moment, choose to give up the treasure and choose to save three people you just met.
Different from the previous days, Mingyue Academy gradually returned to tranquility, and at the entrance of the academy, an old man wearing a Confucian robe slowly walked out, and happened to look into Song Zhishu's eyes.
Laugh at yourself for being cowardly.
Self-protection does not rely on swallowing one's anger, but relies on one's own strength. Only when one's own strength is strong, the enemy will not dare to offend.
"Senior, please rest assured."
"Taihao's true disciple."
But as soon as he said this, the room became even quieter.
Half an hour later, Song Zhishu arrived at Mingyue City. He was extremely fast and used his magic power to carry the three of them straight to the medical center.
In front of a strong person, I really can't get angry.
When they heard this, the three of them couldn't help but shed tears. This was not pretentious. They expressed their gratitude to Song Zhishu and their hatred for Bai Qiuyu.
The old man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Song Zhishu to ask such a question when he came up.
"If there is no big problem, please ask senior brother to pay the fee first."
"Never forget the grace of saving your life."
"No need to thank you, just give me the spirit stone after seven days. If you can't get it, I don't care what relationship Li Qingzhou has with you. It's a small business, so please forgive me."
After saying this, Song Zhishu bowed and said goodbye. He came up and asked questions for no reason. He was not familiar with him, so this was really a bit presumptuous.
"Li Qingzhou is my junior sister. I would like to ask my junior brother to make it easier for me. This flying sword is worth nine hundred spirit stones. I will mortgage this place first. Within seven days, I will donate all the spirit stones."
This is simply an unexpected surprise.
The latter was stunned again, and Song Zhishu asked his third question.
The two responded without any reluctance.
But the funny thing is that this grievance drum has not been sounded for decades. It’s not that there are no grievances, and it’s not that no one dares to knock it, but the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall guard the grievance drum. If they find someone who wants to knock it, they will step forward to ask.
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The old man opened his mouth, obviously well-informed. He had heard of Li Qingzhou's name, and after taking a look at the flying sword in Song Zhishu's hand, he believed most of it.
What a heaven-defying identity this is. The gap between them can no longer be described as a chasm. It is the difference between clouds and mud, and even more so the gap between a real dragon and an ant.
"Thank you, senior."
"Sir, please forgive me. The student lost his temper for a moment. I hope you don't mind."
About an hour later.
Song Zhishu's mood was particularly heavy, and he smiled from time to time.
However, dozens of Confucian righteousness surged through the three people's bodies.
"Understood."
"Thank you."
Song Zhishu understood what Li Dao meant in an instant, so he directly asked Bai Haochen where he came from.
Laugh at yourself for being ridiculous.
Laugh at yourself for being timid.
"When the injury heals, we will collect some spiritual stones and buy Brother Song a top-quality flying sword at the gathering."
Zhishu Song roared loudly, and all the eyes in the medical clinic focused on him.
"I have a very good relationship with Chief Senior Brother Taihao. The next senior brother will basically be him."
Li Dao spoke out, looked at Song Zhishu, and said this.
The Law Enforcement Hall is specially designed for sect disciples. As long as they feel they have been wronged, they can beat the grievance drum and let the Law Enforcement Hall judge what is right or wrong. However, the person who beats the drum has to pay a huge price and go to the sect.
Mengu Mausoleum has been guarding the mausoleum for our ancestors for thirty years.
Because as long as Song Zhishu did something slightly wrong, the lives of the three of them would be lost here.
Is it fair?
There is nothing unfair or fair, because this is reality.
"Brother Song, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I, Li Dao, owe you a life in this life, and I still can't repay it. If you need me, Li Dao, in the future, as long as you ask, my life will be yours."
For another half an hour, the four of them were silent and each other was in a bad mood.
"Save people."
Feeling Song Zhishu's gaze, the old man showed a gentle smile before he spoke.
This is the second question.
Song Zhishu opened his mouth, looked at the other party and asked.
For some reason, after hearing Bai Qiuyu's identity, the anger in my heart was reduced by half, which was a bit ridiculous.
But before he could think about it, Song Zhishu's voice sounded again.
Knowing that Li Dao and the others were safe and sound, Song Zhishu let out a long breath, stood up, thanked them, and then walked directly into the room.
"May I ask, sir, what should a gentleman do when he is angry?"
When something really happens, people's instinctive reaction is to be afraid.
"Bai Qiuyu, give me enough time, and I will make you pay in blood."
"Dean, are you going out?"
Sure enough, the talk about traveling the world with a sword, and the talk about drinking water for ten years, and the hot blood is hard to cool down, are all tricks to coax children.
What happened yesterday can be regarded as his responsibility. He was too greedy and encountered danger. Song Zhishu came to the rescue. Because he offended Bai Qiuyu, Song Zhishu was forced to hand over his flying sword to the other party. Song Zhishu spared no effort to save the three people.
Drag him to Mingyue City for treatment.
Song Zhishu’s voice sounded first.
"Senior Brother Song, it has been stabilized and there is nothing serious. Do you want to go in and have a look?"
"May I ask, sir, what should a gentleman do if he is timid?"
"May I ask, sir, what is the way of a gentleman?"
And left the hospital.
"If it were any other outer disciple, I would support you, but don't think too much about what he said. Bai Qiuyu is not someone we can offend."
"It's okay."
"The grace of saving your life is greater than God. If there is a chance in the future, I will give you this life back."
"Brother Song, I, Wang Yue, will give you this life from now on. I will never be able to repay your kindness for everything yesterday."
The old man spoke up, and his words seemed reasonable.
Holding back his inner joy, Song Zhishu acted very calmly. Li Dao and the other three in the room were also very quiet, but after a while, Wang Yue's voice sounded.
Walking in the street, Song Zhishu came outside Mingyue Academy without knowing it. It was very quiet here. Song Zhishu raised his head and glanced at Mingyue Academy.
There are thirty paths in total, ten for each person. This change made Song Zhishu stunned. Thirty paths of Confucian righteousness in one breath are equivalent to three paths of Haoran righteousness. In addition to the thirteen and a half paths obtained before, there are a total of forty-three.
Daoban’s Confucian righteousness.
After asking clearly and making a simple judgment, it doesn't matter if you are not convinced, there will be a way to convince you.
Li Dao's voice sounded, full of helplessness and partly unwillingness.
"Junior brother Wang, do you think this matter can cause trouble? I'm afraid that we don't even need Bai Haochen to come forward. Any inner sect brother who wants to curry favor with Bai Haochen can easily crush us to death."
You still have to win. If the Law Enforcement Hall finds that the truth is not with you, you will be expelled from the sect and become a useless person.
Not to mention that it can be converted into four auras of righteousness, just saying that it can open the jade box is already amazing.
Li Dao slowly revealed the identity behind Bai Qiuyu.
However, Song Zhishu retracted his mind and was more concerned about these three people.
"Brother Song, if you have a really good relationship with Senior Sister Qingzhou, don't let her know about this matter, otherwise it will make it difficult for her."
In this way, Song Zhishu sat outside the courtyard and waited until late at night.
The next chief senior brother?
"When my injury recovers, I will go to the law enforcement hall, beat the drum of injustice, and exchange one life for another."
Soon, Song Zhishu came to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure.
Song Zhishu breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the other party again, but the latter didn't say much and immediately took medicine to treat his illness.
Song Zhishu spoke up and took out Li Dao's flying sword as a debt repayment, but the latter couldn't help but frown.
A handyman disciple came over, looked at Song Zhishu and said: "Brother, these three people were seriously injured by the fire poison, almost reaching their lungs. They need the best water purification talisman, as well as the top-grade blood-consolidating pill, and the top-grade water-condensing pill.
To be cured, one has to spend at least one hundred low-grade spiritual stones."
How could the three of them not know how much Song Zhishu had paid? The gratitude in their hearts was beyond words.
If both sides have the same principles, then the end will be even worse: the cultivation will be abolished, the cemetery will be distributed, and the tomb will be guarded for fifty years.
Wang Yue and Wu Lishan also spoke, and they were equally moved in their hearts.
Song Zhishu spoke. This was the second time he mentioned Li Qingzhou. He really didn't want to mention it, but at this time, he had to mention it.
Li Dao almost choked up, he didn't know what to say.
Zhishu of the Song Dynasty wrote a book on etiquette.
True disciple.
Song Zhishu didn't ask the third question anymore, but asked several questions in succession, a series of questions that made the old man really not sure how to answer.
This is reasonable, but unexpected.
"Well, let's go out for a walk."
He spoke, then looked at Song Zhishu's back and smiled slightly, but he didn't care too much.
However, just when he looked away.
In an instant, the dean of Mingyue Academy was suddenly stunned.