Chapter 22： Jiao Didi's Martial Arts Master

After carefully looking at it, Wang Yuyan was really amazing. But Song Qingshu is not Duan Yu after all. With the help of various clear cameras in modern society, he has seen many beautiful women, so his immunity is naturally higher.

How much more beautiful is Wang Yuyan than Azhu Abi? Song Qingshu shook his head in his heart, they are all beauties, and when they reach a certain level, it is so easy to tell who is better. Just like Fan Bingbing and Gao Yuanyuan, can you say who is more beautiful than the other? Some people think Fan Ye is better looking, some people think Gao Yuanyuan is more goddess, it just depends on personal taste.

The reason why people in this world generally think that Wang Yuyan is more beautiful than Azhu Abi is not because Wang Yuyan is actually superior in appearance, but because of her fairy-like aura that makes ordinary men feel ashamed and dare not continue to examine her. , and the impression left by that glance will be deeply imprinted in his mind, processed by himself in various ways, of course he thinks that Wang Yuyan is much, much prettier than the girls next door like Azhu Abi.

Song Qingshu is a modern person, after being amazed at the initial stage, he will soon be able to appreciate her face with a normal heart.

"Cousin, who are these?" Inadvertently noticing Song Qingshu's gaze staring at her, Wang Yuyan's long eyelashes twitched slightly, feeling shy and displeased, but worried that the other party was cousin's good friend, So I dare not show my emotions.

"These two are my friends," Murong Fu helped Wang Yuyan walk in, "It's a long story, let's talk as we walk."

"Inner strength to heal tendons?" Everyone sat down in a nearby gazebo. Wang Yuyan frowned when she heard Murong Fu tell Song Qingshu about Song Qingshu's situation, and began to think.

"There are so many martial arts in today's world. If you want to say that the best healing effect on internal injuries is the Nine Yin Manual, which was snatched by the five masters of the Central Plains in the past." Wang Yuyan's words made Song Qingshu's heart sink, thinking that the Nine Yin Manual does have miraculous effects on healing internal injuries, but he The meridian is cut off, and it is impossible to mobilize the true energy to heal the wound according to the method above. Could it be that this internal energy was what Murong Fu was referring to...

"However..." The change in Wang Yuyan's tone caused Song Qingshu to raise his heart in his throat, "Mr. Song's meridians are damaged now, and I'm afraid the Nine Yin Manual is not right."

Song Qingshu secretly admired that Wang Yuyan herself did not know the slightest bit of martial arts, but she knew all the martial arts in the world and understood them thoroughly. Murong Fu didn't know it in Baoshan, and every time Wang Yuyan pointed him out, he would get angry instead.

"I don't know if Miss Wang has other solutions?" Mrs. Hu asked softly.

Wang Yuyan also marveled at the beauty of this big sister, nodded slightly, and continued: "I once read the following words in an out-of-print ancient book: The Nine Yin Scriptures treat the atrophy and blockage of the meridians; , one outside. As for the real effect, since I haven't read the two books, I don't dare to jump to conclusions..."

Song Qingshu trembled uncontrollably all over his body, and at this moment his heart was agitated, "Yes, yes, why did I forget the Shenzhao Sutra? At the beginning, Di Yun Dingdian's lute bone was pierced and his hamstring was broken. Shenzhao scriptures are alive and well, and can even revive people who have just died..."

"Thank you, Ms. Wang, for your guidance." Song Qingshu stood up excitedly, his heart was already flying out, and he wished he could go to look for the Divine Illumination Sutra immediately.

Seeing Song Qingshu's excited appearance, Mrs. Hu knew she might be right this time, she quickly looked at Wang Yuyan and asked, "Miss Wang, do you know where I can find the Sutra of God?"

Wang Yuyan frowned, tilted her head, and thought about it carefully: "It is said that Mei Niansheng, a famous figure in central Hunan, knows this magical skill, but he has never lived in a fixed place, and I don't know where to find him."

Song Qingshu couldn't help being stunned, wondering if Mei Niansheng had been murdered by his three disciples at this time, if he had already died, he could only start with Ding Dian and Di Yun.

"Mr. Murong and Miss Wang's kindness of rebuilding, Mr. Song must remember it in his heart." Song Qingshu stood up and thanked him sincerely.

"I just read a few words from the book, and I don't know if it will work." Wang Yuyan was unavoidably shy when he thanked him warmly.

"Everyone is from the Jianghu, so why should Song Shaoxia be so polite." Murong Fu quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

Song Qingshu secretly sighed, Murong Fu is really an impeccable young talent on the surface. The two of them helped me this time, and I will definitely repay them once in the future...

"I'm planning to go to central Hunan. My sister-in-law will stay here temporarily for a few days. It's important to track down Murong Jingyue." Song Qingshu turned to look at Mrs. Hu, and said intentionally.

"Yes, if Mrs. Hu finds it inconvenient to live in Yanziwu, she can stay with her cousin. Mantuo Villa is full of female relatives, so Mrs. Hu can rest assured." Seeing this, Murong Fu added to his anger.

Madam Hu glanced at Song Qingshu in embarrassment, thinking that now that the army is in turmoil, his uncle has lost all his martial arts skills, and he has a stubborn temper that is unwilling to be subdued. I am afraid that he will not be able to go to central Hunan...

"Murong Jingyue has the Murong family on his side, so it's useless for me to stay here. Uncle has lost all his martial arts skills, and the journey has been uneven. I'll accompany him to central Hunan." Mrs. Hu finally made a decision.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present looked a little weird. Between the uncle and sister-in-law, the lonely man and widow all the way...

Abi on the side thought of the intimacy of the two people on the boat last time, and her mind was even more unbearable.

Mrs. Hu soon realized the weirdness of the atmosphere, and she understood what everyone was thinking when she changed her mind, and her ears felt a little hot, but this kind of thing couldn't be explained. It calmed down.

Song Qingshu is completely racing against time now, Zhou Zhiruo found him at some point, if he was still in this half-dead state before, he might be doomed.

Although there is a heart-stopping fairy sister, a gentle Abi, and a sweet Azhu, Song Qingshu decided to set off immediately.

Facing his farewell, Wang Yuyan just nodded slightly, her whole heart was on her cousin, looking at Murong Fu's eyes, full of tenderness, full of love.

The matter has come to this point, Murong Fu knew that if he insisted on staying, it would be suspicious, so he asked A'Zhu to fetch a bag of soft food, and brought it to the two of them: "Both of you, this trip is thousands of miles away, all these troubles should be in the next mind. ...If you two consider me, Murong Fu, as your friend, I hope you don't refuse. I wish Song Shaoxia a speedy recovery from his injuries, and the gate of Yanziwu is always open for the two of you..."

Having said all this, Song Qingshu didn't refuse any more, accepted the package, and thanked him: "The kindness of rebuilding today will be repaid by springs in the future!"

"Uncle, do you think Mr. Murong seems to be a little too warm to me?" After leaving Mantuo Villa, Mrs. Hu hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help asking.