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Chapter 13 The Heart of Compassion
Since Lao Denuo separated from Yang Qing, he first sent a letter to Songshan, explaining the matter between Huashan and Qingcheng, and focused on Yang Qing's performance in going down the mountain.

Then he rushed back to Mount Hua without stopping, and returned to Yue Buqun.

"Qing'er went out alone?"

Huashan was upright, Yue Buqun frowned slightly after listening to Lao Denuo's story.

"Brother, Qing'er is not young, it's not a bad thing to walk around in the rivers and lakes, you can't stay by your side all the time."

Seeing that his expression was slightly displeased, Ning Zhong comforted him softly.

Yue Buqun is known as the gentleman's sword, and his energy-raising skills are extremely deep. Hearing this, his expression became calm, and he asked: "You said that Qing'er saved a family of five in southern Sichuan, and also killed eight bandits and a servant who betrayed the master. Have you ever known the other party's details?"

Lao Denuo smiled wryly and said: "At that time, the incident happened suddenly, senior brother Yang killed everyone with only three moves and two moves, how could the disciple have the opportunity to ask."

"Not one alive?"

"How dare the disciples lie, they are all dead, and no one is spared."

Yue Buqun remained motionless, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

On the contrary, Ning Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, a little in disbelief: "This child, why is he so murderous?"

She and Yue Buqun have traveled the rivers and lakes for decades. Although she knew that disputes in the rivers and lakes were inevitable, she suddenly heard that the gentle child she grew up with had bloody hands, and her heart was still a little uneasy.

Even if they are facing bandits, according to the practice of decent people, most of them are to kill the chief culprit, and the rest are mainly punished.

Killing them all without asking like Yang Qing, in her opinion, is suspected of being similar to the way of the devil.

"Since they are bandits who kill for money, they will be killed if they are killed, but I don't know these people..."

Yue Buqun wanted to say that he didn't know if these people were related to Qingcheng, but he stopped talking and asked instead: "You said you saw them practice swords in Qingcheng, but do you still remember the moves?"

"Exactly, this disciple found it strange, so I wrote down a few tricks."

"You practice and see."

Laud Neue made a demonstration.

After watching it, Yue Buqun thought for a while and said: "This is the evil sword technique, and it is the family sword technique of Fujian Fuwei Escort Bureau."

Seeing that Ning Zhong was puzzled by Lao Denuo, he opened his mouth to explain: "The founder of the Fuwei Escort is Lin Yuantu. In the past, his evil swordsmanship defeated famous masters all over the world, including Chang Qingzi, the former head of Qingcheng.

Rumor has it that Chang Qingzi was narrow-minded and died of depression shortly after being defeated by Lin Yuantu.

This time Yu Canghai instigated his disciples to practice this sword technique, maybe he has plots against Fuwei Escort. "

Lao Denuo thought about it, and asked: "Master, we have never had any contact with the Fuwei Escort, should we just stay out of it?"

Yue Buqun picked up the folding fan on the table and tapped it on the palm of his hand, got up and said with a smile: "No way. We and Qingcheng are just in harmony, no matter what happens in the future, we must make some preparations in advance. Go and call Shan'er, I have something to explain .”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Yue Lingshan's voice came from outside the room.

"Brother Qing."

Yue Lingshan was wearing a blue pleated floral dress and a moon white wide-sleeved thin silk dress. Her steps were light and her smile was pure and sweet, like an elf among flowers.

When she ran into the main hall, she first looked around with a happy face, and then said strangely: "Senior brother, where is Brother Qing?"

"Second senior brother, he..." Lao Denuo glanced at Yue Buqun, seeing that he didn't express anything, and continued: "Second senior brother said he wanted to take a walk outside, and didn't come back with me."

"Ah?" Yue Lingshan pulled her small face down and said in frustration, "You won't take me with you when you go out to play."

Lao Denuo stopped talking, he thought to himself that if you knew how that guy played outside, you probably wouldn't want to follow him.

"Shan'er, if you want to go down the mountain, you have a chance right now."

Yue Lingshan's eyes slowly lit up when her father suddenly let go and allowed her to go down the mountain...

One day later, Yue Lingshan and Lao Denuo disguised themselves as grandparents and grandchildren, and were ordered to go to Fuzhou Prefecture, Fujian Province to inquire about Qingcheng's actions.

Linghu Chong took the rest of his juniors to Hengzhou to serve as an outpost for Huashan to join the Liu Zhengfeng Jinpen of the Hengshan School.

In front of the mountain gate, Yue Buqun and his wife watched the disciples go down the mountain, and then walked back side by side.

"Senior brother, Qing'er is out alone, I'm always worried."

Ningzhong would usually address Yue Buqun as "husband" when there was no one around. At this time, she subconsciously called out the previous address, which shows that she really misses her.

"Hmph." Yue Buqun snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "Without tempering, how can he be worthy of great responsibility in the future? Didn't you say before that he is not young and should have traveled abroad?"

Ning Zhong was exposed by her husband, a little embarrassed, and then laughed and said: "I didn't feel this child when he was around, but this time I haven't seen him for a long time, and I can't help but feel missing him."

"Chong'er was also watched by you as he grew up. Speaking of which, it took longer than Qing'er. I've never seen you worry like this before."

"It may be that he is about the same age as Shan'er, and I heard that he is too domineering, so I'm always afraid that he will suffer."

Speaking of this, Yue Buqun also looked serious: "This kid, when he returns to the mountain, he should teach him a lesson."

……

South Sichuan.

In the early morning of this day, a yellow puma came up the official road ten miles away from the north gate of Chengdu Mansion.

The horse looked tall and strong, and it was supposed to be quite a steed.

However, it is obvious that after a long journey, and after being washed by rain, he has not taken care of and rested well, so he seems a little listless.

At this time, the disheveled yellow pussy horse, without a rider, staggered and walked along the road at will, sometimes eating two bites of green grass on the side of the road, and sometimes walking left and right on the official road.

In the end, the horse seemed to be very tired, and it stopped directly in the middle of the official road and did not go away.

A heavy rain poured down at noon yesterday, and there are still filaments, so there are not many pedestrians on the road early in the morning.

Occasionally, passers-by passed by, and those who didn't mind their own business would go around; those who came forward to check out curiously quickly moved away from the horses.

Because there are people right away who don't know life or death.

After an unknown period of time, the cloud-covered sky became a little brighter.

A carriage that was much wider than normal drove out from the Funan Gate of Chengdu, and eight knights followed and protected the carriage.

Different from ordinary guards, these knights were all beautiful women in Miaojiang costumes.

The frame moved forward, and finally met the Huang Puma blocking the road on the official road.

The driver of the horse stopped, and the two knights rode forward, circled around, then returned to the carriage, and asked for instructions: "Master, there is a person lying on the horse in the road ahead, who seems to be seriously injured. , and breath."

There was silence in the carriage at first, and then the curtain in front of the carriage was gently lifted open by a white and tender palm, revealing a pretty face of a charming woman.

This young woman has yellowish skin, almond eyes and peach cheeks, and her pupils are as black as lacquer.

A passer-by glanced at it unintentionally, and was stunned on the spot, unable to move his eyes away after staring stupidly.

The woman pursed her lips slightly, tilted her head and looked forward, and said, "Just take the horse away."

It was just a simple order, but when it came out of this woman's mouth, there was an indescribable tenderness, sweetness and sweetness.

The female knight on the horse was probably used to hearing it, so she agreed and stepped forward to lead the horse.

Huang Puma was led by strangers and did not resist, then walked to the side of the road and stopped still.

But when the carriages continued to move forward and crossed each other, the horse seemed to be stimulated by the aroma of the carriages, suddenly shook its head violently, and snorted heavily.

The figure in the gray shirt on its back still didn't move, but was jolted, and a bladeless sword hilt suddenly fell from nowhere, and collided with the gravel, making a crisp sound.

The curtains on the side of the carriage were opened, and this time it was an elderly woman looking out.

She looked at the yellow puma on the side of the road, glanced at the person whose life and death were unknown immediately, and then her eyes fell on the hilt of the sword on the ground, and the engraved words on it:
"Huashan, Yang Qing."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment and then lowered the curtains silently.

However, not far away, a woman's crisp voice suddenly sounded in the car:
"Lan Fenghuang, bring that person along."

"Huh? Do you know him?"

……

(End of this chapter)