Song Guicheng's words.
There is something in the words.
Mr. Luo looked at him and was silent for a while.
He was about to say something.
But at this moment, a government servant next to Cao Shugong suddenly looked outside the study: "Who are you?!"
Everyone was also attracted by his words and turned around at this moment.
I saw dozens of people gathering at the door of the study.
Judging from the clothes, they were all ordinary people, but what was strange was that this group of people just stood outside the door of the study, staring at them blankly, motionless. They were still mumbling words, as if they were talking about these things, but the distance was a bit far away, and there was a wind and snow blowing, so everyone in the study could not hear their murmurs clearly.
"Let them disperse first."
"This matter is a bit complicated. I have to contact several other head catchers and various martial arts escort agencies in the city. They should have people available."
"These people should not come to join in the fun, lest innocent people be hurt."
Cao Shugong frowned and ordered to the government servant beside him.
When there was a conflict with Zhu Quan before, many people gathered outside the study. Although the birds and beasts dispersed due to the arrival of Song Guicheng, everything that happened here was probably spread through the mouths of those people.
As the head catcher, Cao Shugong's first reaction was naturally that these people came to watch the fun.
"Yes." Hearing this, the yamen servant beside him didn't doubt that he was there. He hurriedly responded and quickly walked towards the door.
"My suggestion is..." Song Guicheng on the side found a bench from nowhere, sat under the big tree and took off his shoes. While cleaning the stains on his feet, he said: "Look carefully first. Playing with official power again.”
The yamen officer who stepped forward was startled when he heard this, and subconsciously stopped. He stood at the door and looked carefully outside the courtyard.
But he saw that most of the people standing outside the study had dull expressions, and there was a faint black air surging around them.
He kept chanting: "The God of Eternal Night, whose wings cover the frosty sky..."
"The God of Eternal Night, whose wings cover the frosty sky..."
The scene was somewhat strange and eerie.
The yamen servant was also startled, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
At the same time, more people continued to come outside the study, and gathered around the door of the study. They did not make any objections, but just kept mumbling this meaningless phrase.
In less than half a moment, hundreds of people gathered outside the study, and the vague murmurs before became increasingly clear at this moment.
It kept echoing in front of the study door, like a ghost whispering at night.
This scene is very captivating.
"What...what's going on?" Chu Yueshan asked.
At this moment, Song Guicheng seemed to have finally taken care of the stains on his feet. He put on his riding boots and stood up: "They are just converts who come here to show their loyalty to the master."
"Don't worry, I'm here, they don't dare to make mistakes."
"Later, you should eat and drink enough and have a good sleep. If you are willing, you can come with me tomorrow and watch the handsome scene of me, Old Song, killing Zhu Yin."
"It would be better if you have some literary talent. If you can describe this deed in pen and ink, I can show it to my little girl in the future, lest she think I am bragging if I tell her that I am out there saving the world."
Song Guicheng said it very easily, but everyone obviously did not have the same state of mind as him. The hundreds of people outside the study were like puppets controlled by others. Judging from their posture, they were about to rush in at any time.
"By the way, I'm going out to prepare some things. I'll need them tomorrow to tear down those Zhuyin homes. You just stay here." After Song Guicheng said this, he turned around and left.
"Song... Commander Song, you are leaving now, we..." Seeing this, Wang Dagui immediately stepped forward and said.
He looked at the people outside the study intentionally or unintentionally, and his face turned a little pale.
Song Guicheng stopped. He looked at the large crowd of people outside the house, and then at the still ugly expressions on their faces.
He shrugged helplessly, and suddenly stretched out a hand. Chu Yueshan finally found the sword that had been put back into the sheath when no one was paying attention. At this moment, it made a sword sound and flew into his hand again.
He frowned, held his sword and shouted.
When everyone saw this, they thought something big was going to happen, but after he did this, nothing unusual happened, and everyone was a little surprised.
At this time, Song Guicheng was seen inserting his sword into the ground with a serious expression.
Then he raised his head and looked at the crowd: "Just now, I injected the sword intention that I have gained from forty years of hard training into it. At this moment, this study has been enveloped by my sword intention. As long as you stay in this study, they dare not Invaders, wait until I return, and tomorrow we can rush into Zhuyin's lair and attack Huanglong!"
Everyone was a little skeptical when they heard the words, and looked around, but they didn't notice anything different around them.
Sun Kuan even walked to the edge of the sword, cautiously stretched out his hand, and tentatively wanted to touch it.
But just as he stretched out his hand, Song Guicheng shouted: "Don't move!"
The angry voice frightened Sun Kuan so much that he almost fell to the ground.
"My sword intent is extremely ferocious, but I don't recognize people. If you don't listen and get hurt by my sword intent, I will not be responsible!" Song Guicheng said in a deep voice.
Sun Kuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he was obviously already secretly imagining the tragic scene of himself touching the barrier and being killed by the sword.
Seeing him like this, Song Guicheng looked at the people with frightened expressions. He was very satisfied with the result. He grinned, said no more, turned around and walked out of the study.
When the people standing at the door of the study saw Song Guicheng approaching, no one dared to make any move. Instead, they all retreated away, as if they were afraid of provoking this killer.
Everyone in the study still looked ugly, and they were somewhat doubtful about Song Guicheng's method of using a sword to stop the group of guys who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts in front of them.
But Song Guicheng was so steadfast in his words that no one dared to cross the sword and test the truth of what Song Guicheng said no matter what.
…
Peach Blossom Study is not big, and Chu Qingxiao and his party, plus the dozen or so government servants brought by Cao Shugong, stay here, which makes it somewhat crowded.
What's more, there is heavy snowfall in Wuling City, and it is extremely cold in the evening.
There simply weren't enough bedding in the study.
Everyone had to huddle together in groups of three or five, relying on a quilt and a fire pot to keep warm.
Chu Qingxiao was naturally crowded in a room with Sun Kuan and Chu Yueshan.
After experiencing such a big change, the three of them obviously didn't have much sleepiness.
Lying on the bed, with Chu Yueshan's back against his back, his feet were curled up, leaving enough space underneath for Sun Kuan to cover himself with some quilts and barely keep warm.
The room was silent except for the sound of the fire burning in the brazier and the sound of the wind and snow outside.
Chu Qingxiao hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but said softly: "Dad."
Chu Yueshan, who had his back turned to him, was obviously not asleep either, so he responded muffledly: "Yes."
"I'm sorry...I...I didn't obey," he said.
Although he proved that he was right, the upcoming confrontation with Zhu Yin was definitely not a good one. Although Chu Qingxiao's memory had not yet fully recovered.
But if Zhu Yin is really as easy to deal with as Song Guicheng said, how did Wuling City fall into Zhu Yin's hands in the first place?
How could Chu Qingxiao not understand such a simple truth.
He found the truth, but he also dragged his father and uncle into the quagmire.
There was silence on the other side of the quilt.
After a while, Chu Yueshan's voice finally sounded: "I am the one who should say I'm sorry. As a father, I don't believe my son and think you are a lunatic."
"Those...the medicines prescribed by those bullshit doctors must be very difficult to drink."
"No. Dad!" Chu Qingxiao shook his head repeatedly: "This thing is incredible. Don't say you don't believe it. If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes and felt that I was sick, how could I blame you?"
"You...have done a lot and done well."
"You are my son. If I am not good to you, who will be good to you?"
"When your mother left, she told me to raise you well."
"You are now a good boy who is responsible and courageous. Your mother knows this, and I will be happy to think about it." Chu Yueshan said dullly.
Mentioning his mother, Chu Qingxiao's nose felt sour and his eyes were a little red.
The grievances of being misunderstood and the panic of self-doubt these days seem to be released in an instant.
"I said...are you two disgusting?" But at this juncture, Sun Kuan, who was sleeping in the corner, lifted the quilt, sat up, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? Like a girl, I get goosebumps when I hear it!”
When Chu Yueshan heard this, he naturally would not give in in front of his brother-in-law. He also stood up and said, "You know what the hell, we call this the deep love between father and son! It's not like you, a lonely person in your thirties, without even a child. Just wait to be alone and widowed your entire life!"
"What's wrong if I don't have children?" Sun Kuan didn't care, and retorted loudly: "I don't have children, I have a nephew!"
"Ask Qingxiao, when I get old, will he support me until I die?"
"Fart, why should my son support you until the end of his life!" Chu Yueshan cursed.
"I am his uncle, and my sister is his mother!" Sun Kuan responded matter-of-factly.
"So what, I'm still his father? If I ask him not to raise him, he won't raise him!"
"Then he may not listen to you, ask?"
"Son, show your attitude and tell me what to do!"
The two of them spoke to each other, refusing to give in to each other as before, drawing the flames of war to Chu Qingxiao.
Chu Qingxiao, who was still touched just now, didn't know how to respond to the two people who were quarreling with each other, so he could only persuade them with a wry smile.
But his weak voice was soon drowned out by the two men's continuously rising volume.
"Son, when this matter is over, we will continue to return to our yard and have less contact with this kind of people!"
"Stay less often? If it weren't for me, Sun Kuan, you would still be sleeping on the street!"
"Grand nephew, listen to me. Tomorrow go to Nao Shizi's lair in Zhuyin. You hide behind your father. He is rough-skinned and thick-bodied and can withstand beatings. You are different. You are the only seedling of my Sun family. You have to live well! "
"Bah! His surname is Chu! His surname is Chu!"
"So what, my sister is his mother!"
"Pooh!……"
The argument between the two became more and more intense, to the point where they were blushing and rolling up their sleeves.
It was as if, during such a quarrel, the chill outside the window no longer seemed to penetrate my bones.
Chu Qingxiao looked at the two people who were talking about future support, passing on the family line, and then extending to the issue of whose ancestor was more wealthy and worthy of having a descendant, but a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Chu Qingxiao's mouth...
Although this scene is full of excitement, it seems vulgar and noisy.
but……
But he was inexplicably warm.
This is very contradictory.
But this...
It's home.
…
