"King Ao, if you have something to say, please don't hurt my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xin raised his hand and was stunned, "What King Ao? It's King Ultraman!"
Wei Xin's mind was buzzing, but he still nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Ultraman King."
"If I ask you a question, please don't lie to me, otherwise... I'll cut something from you!" Song Xin pretended to threaten.
"You must tell me everything you know!" The steward nodded quickly.
"How many people are there in the Wei family?"
"Including the master, servants, servants, servants, and children, there are about four hundred..."
"Hmph, there are quite a few people there. Are there any outsiders living in your home?"
"Outsiders...? No, no..."
Song Xin felt secretly happy again, "Huh, that's pretty much it. Is that young master of your Wei family at home?"
"The little...young master...is here."
"That's good. This boy competed with my elder brother for a woman last time in Hualou. I'm going to castrate his balls this time." Song Xin pretended to be a fierce robber, as if he was eager to avenge his boss.
"Eunuch...castrated...yes, your Majesty is a good eunuch. Wei Qi usually bullies men and dominates women. I can't stand it any longer! But your Majesty, the young master also has a master who is very powerful. .”
"Oh? Master? What is his background?"
"The villain has a low status in the family. I have heard that this master is very capable and can also do magic..."
After Song Xin got the news he wanted to know, he raised his hand and patted Wei Xin's cheek and said, "Well, you are honest! But why did you tell me now?"
Wei Xin was stunned for a moment, tears burst into his eyes, and he cried: "Your Majesty, this villain has said everything. How dare you deceive your Majesty..."
"Huh, I just asked you if there was anyone at home, and you said no, and then you said Wei Qi's master. And you said you weren't lying to me!"
Wei Xin kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, you don't know. The young master's master lives at home as a guest. He is not considered an outsider."
Song Xin chuckled and asked, "Is he still in your Wei family now?"
"The master arranged for him to live in another courtyard. He has not returned to the manor for a long time."
Song Xin patted Wei Xin's cheek with a knife and said proudly: "Well, it seems you didn't lie to me."
As he spoke, he stood up, looked around, and whistled deliberately, as if to notify his accomplices. When the steward saw it, he no longer had any doubts about the person in front of him being a robber. The grass rustled in the wind at night, as if someone was really moving around.
"Okay, get out!" Song Xin stood up and kicked Wei Xin's bare buttocks. The man felt the pain but did not dare to shout loudly, so he rolled and crawled away.
"The village is over there!" Song Xin pointed in the direction again, and Wei Xin realized that he was running in the wrong direction. He quickly nodded and bowed to Song Xin and smiled apologetically, then turned around and ran away. But he couldn't see the way clearly in the darkness, and tripped over a broken earthen jar next to a grave, which made him scream out in fright.
Song Xin looked at the Wei family steward who fled in embarrassment, and thought to himself: "It seems that Liu Jing is still in the Wei family, so now is not the time to go back."
"This person will definitely notify the Wei family to be on guard when he gets back. Hey, I'll just let you be nervous for a while."
Song Xin temporarily gave up his plan to return to the Wei family to seek revenge. He returned to the Song family village and found the clan leader's home.
The old patriarch took good care of Song Xin's family in the past, and he was also a trustworthy person. The patriarch has been living alone since his wife died, so going now will not arouse suspicion.
Arriving outside the patriarch's house, Song Xin hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the window lattice. After a while, a trace of fire lit up in the room, and then an old voice asked: "Who is it?"
"Uncle Song, please open the door."
The old patriarch wore a piece of clothing and opened the door. He saw a young man standing outside. In the darkness, he felt that his face was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
"May I ask who you are?"
"Clan leader, can I go in and talk?"
The clan leader looked at Song Xin suspiciously and did not agree immediately. However, seeing that Song Xin did not look like a bad guy, he finally nodded.
As soon as he entered the room, Song Xin suddenly knelt down at the table and said, "Old patriarch. I am...I am Song Xin."
When the patriarch heard this, he trembled suddenly, took a step back, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you... a ghost?"
Song Xin cried and said, "I'm not a ghost. If you don't believe me, just touch my face."
The patriarch stepped forward hesitantly, touched Song Xin's face, and found that the palm of his hand was warm, and then he felt relieved, "Son, weren't you beheaded?"
Song Xin recounted his past experiences, but concealed his encounter with Yu Ji. The patriarch sat on the couch, lowered his head and was silent for a while, "They actually sold you as a living mouth..."
How could the old patriarch not know what it means to give birth to a child?
The imperial court had issued an order not to buy and sell people as slaves, but when the order came down, those aristocratic families naturally found ways to circumvent it. In the end, this decree became just a decoration. The nobles bought and sold their children from time to time, and the unspoken rules gradually replaced the explicit rules...
"Kid, you're suffering."
"Clan leader, I heard Agou say that my mother and the others..."
The patriarch nodded, "This is all Song Chou's fault. Not long after your father's incident, he came to occupy your land and house, and forcibly married your mother-in-law."
"Clan leader, my father must have been killed." Song Xin said firmly.
"I have thought about it before, but Song Chou is now an official, and we have no evidence, so we can't overturn the case."
"Where is Song Chou now?"
"He had already gone south under the southern expedition order half a month ago."
"Then I also want to go to Jingzhou, find Song Chou, and find out what happened to my father."
The patriarch shook his head, "It's difficult now. Let's not talk about you as an unofficial person. Even if we find out everything, what can we do? Nowadays, there are so many people and things to do, who will care about your affairs."
Song Xin couldn't help but became speechless and speechless.
The clan leader thought for a while and said, "How about you stay here first and wait for your cousin Song Ya to come back and have a good deal with him?"
"Cousin? Where is he?"
"He is currently serving as a team leader in the army. He is currently raising food in the north and will be back soon. In the meantime, you will not be in danger if you stay here."
Song Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know if the Wei family is still looking for me. I can't hurt everyone here. I'll just go find a cave in the nearby mountains."
The patriarch thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's fine. I still have an abandoned yard in the mountains, which was my refuge when I was young. Few people know about it there, and no one will find you."
Song Xin thought the suggestion was good and nodded in agreement. Early the next morning, before the villagers got up, Song Xin and the clan leader set out for the mountain.
By sunrise, the two of them had arrived at the mountain hut. The scenery here is nice, and there is a mountain spring flowing out from behind the house. However, due to the disrepair of the house for many years, half of the house has already collapsed, and the weeds in the yard are almost as tall as a person, making it a mess.
However, this was not a problem for Song Xin. After saying goodbye to the clan leader, he started to repair the house.
In the next few days, I saw the busy figure of a young man walking through the mountains and forests. Because of the breakthrough in his body and spiritual core, Song Xin's strength and endurance were far superior to ordinary people at this time. One person can carry two thick logs without feeling heavy. In just one day's work, the materials used to build the house were ready.
A few days later, when the patriarch came to visit him, he was surprised to find that half of the collapsed house had been demolished and replaced with a beautiful log cabin. Even a ditch was dug under the mountain spring behind the house. The old man couldn't help but marveled, he didn't expect Song Xin to have such ability.
In the days that followed, Song Xin calmed down and practiced quietly here to break through his own sea of consciousness.
