Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 17 Don't Hit My Mother

"What are the conditions?" Madam Hu asked anxiously, thinking in her heart that she could agree to any conditions for her son.

"I want him to worship me as a teacher." The poisonous hand medicine king pointed at Hu Fei, but he sighed in his heart. As he grows older, he will only rely on Lingsu in the future, and I am afraid that he will not be able to control the rebel.

Madam Hu and Song Qingshu looked at each other, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, it was such a simple condition, but Hu Fei suddenly said: "Before I become a teacher, there is one thing I must figure out."

"What's the matter?" The Poisonous Hand Medicine King glanced at him in surprise.

"Black evil ice is the king of medicine?" Hu Fei asked word by word.

"Yes, it is something I refined in my early years, but since it is too insidious, I have never used it." The Poisonous Hand Medicine King thought for a while and gave the answer.

"Then why did my father die under the black ice?" Hu Fei asked angrily. Madam Hu had mixed feelings in her heart, and she wanted him to be the murderer. Isn't Fei's life...

The Poisonous Medicine King showed remorse: "In my early years, I chose disciples without considering their moral character, so that the first three disciples all betrayed the teacher. The one just now was my big disciple, Murong Jingyue. Hei Shahan Bing also had a relationship back then. Give him a copy."

"What?" When Mrs. Hu heard Yinya clenching her teeth, she thought that this unsuccessful case finally had a clue, "Fei'er, follow the Medicine King to learn your skills, and then add your father's family martial arts. Don't be afraid. Mother first go to Murong Jingyue to track down the real murderer, and we will take revenge together later."

Hu Fei nodded vigorously, and Song Qingshu saw that she was about to hurry, and said quickly: "Sister-in-law, you have recovered from a serious injury, and the other party is strong in martial arts and is good at using poison. I will also have a take care of when I go with you."

Recently with Song Qingshu, Madam Hu has always been a little uncomfortable, always feeling that he seems to have other thoughts in his eyes. However, the other party did help her mother and son a lot. It was Brother Hu's brother. She couldn't refuse directly. Suddenly, she thought of a way to justly refuse his company without hurting his face.

"Senior Medicine King, my brother was so badly injured that his meridians were severed before. He felt that only Poisonous Medicine King could heal his body in the world. Only then was there thousands of mountains and rivers looking for Senior, and he hoped that Senior would help him. ." Madam Hu leaned slightly and pushed Song Qingshu to the Poisonous Medicine King.

"Uh, all the disciples of the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal Hu Qingniu's true biography once diagnosed for Xia Xia, and he can't do anything. After thinking about it, I am afraid that only Senior Medicine King can continue the meridian under Xia." Song Qingshu is uneasy at this moment, if he also Powerless, I am afraid I am destined to be a useless person for the rest of my life.

"The old man of Mingjiao Master Zhang's medical skills has always been admired," Poisonous Hand Medicine King probed his pulse, and then looked around on his body, shook his head slightly: "The son's meridians are completely broken, and Jinshi can no longer save him. "

Madam Hu's face changed, she was a little worried. Chapter 17 Don't Hit My Mother.

Looked at Song Qingshu. But Song Qingshu smiled frankly: "Before, I was worried about gains and losses because I still had illusions. Now that Senior Medicine King says so, I don't need to worry anymore. A big man walks between the world and he doesn't have martial arts.

"The son has a good mind!" The poisonous hand medicine king praised, "but the son does not need to be desperate. Although it is impossible to renew the meridians with medical skills, has the son considered practicing magical techniques to heal himself?"

Song Qingshu glanced at him suspiciously: "When the lower meridians are cut off, you can't practice even if the top magical works are placed in front of you." I thought I still remember the best martial arts in the world, the Jiuyin Scripture and Dropping the dragon's eighteen palms, but the meridians have been broken, and there is no way to practice.

The poisonous hand medicine king fell into memory and slowly said, "Although there are many martial arts today, most of them are ordinary people. However, the sunflower treasures of Heimuya, the Dou Zhuan Xingyi of the Murong family, the Baishou Taixuanjing of the South China Sea, and maybe some old people don’t. Known martial arts, these martial arts have surpassed the scope of martial arts strictly, and are closer to the ancient cultivation methods, and the son may be able to find a way to heal his meridians from it."

"These martial arts juniors have also heard about it, but don't know that they have such magical powers? Dare to ask the seniors how they learned..." Song Qingshu subconsciously didn't believe it.

"Speaking of ashamed," Poisonous Medicine King smiled bitterly. "Lao Na's rebel Murong Jingyue is a descendant of the Murong family. Because of his identity, he is not qualified to practice Zhuanxingyi. He tried his best to learn martial arts from various schools and coveted him. Lao Na’s "Medicine King God Chapter" is to one day be able to take charge of Yanziwu, take charge of Murong family, and get a glimpse of the mystery of the transformation of stars. In the early years, he inadvertently complained to Lao Na that the ancestor of Kunlun sword fairy Murong Ziying relied on the transformation of stars. Even the stars can move. In Murongfu's generation, even Qiao Feng can't win, and he keeps criticizing Murongfu for his poor aptitude."

"Oh~ Is it so wonderful?" Song Qingshu's heart moved.

The poisonous hand medicine king said to Madam Hu: "Murong Jingyue's high martial arts, coupled with mystery whereabouts, may not be easy for Madam to find him. Lao Na suggested that his wife accompany Song Shaoxia to Gusu Yanziwu and his party, so that we can use the Murong family to clean up the door. Second, let’s see if there is a chance to treat Song Shaoxia’s meridians."

Song Qingshu was so excited that he couldn't wait to kiss the poisonous king of hand medicine. It's really the reincarnation of the old man!

Madam Hu thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I will go to Yanziwu with my uncle."

In the next few days, Madam Hu waited until Hu Fei's body stabilized before she was ready to set off. In these few days, Hu Fei and Cheng Lingsu, the two children, were like a pair of happy friends. One scolded each other as ugly and the other stupid. Hu Fei could not bear it She beat the other person to fat, but was poisoned by Cheng Lingsu’s red scorpion powder...

Madam Hu sat on the stool and looked at all this with a smile, her heart was full of warmth, Song Qingshu leaned over and teased: "You look like you are looking at your daughter-in-law Chapter 17 Don't beat my mother.

Woman. "

"Stop nonsense!" Madam Hu gave him a blank look. The two are now more and more familiar with each other, and their expressions are becoming more and more natural.

"It seems that you dislike the girl who looks ugly." Song Qingshu smiled.

"Bah!" Mrs. Hu sipped inwardly, "Lingsu doesn't look very good, but the whole person is full of aura, sometimes the charming energy of inadvertent smile..." Hong, I don't want to go on, but I think I am quite satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

…

On the second day, the two bid farewell to Yaowangzhuang. On the way, Song Qingshu thought of Hu Fei holding him before he left, and said weirdly: "Big Brother Song, take care of my mother, but you are not allowed to beat her for the bad idea." He couldn't help but laugh. . Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, you played against Murong Jingyue before. Hearing that you seem to belong to the Tomb School?"

"Well, that's it," Madam Hu nodded slightly, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and mother-in-law. I don't know what the master's name is."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house. Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, you played against Murong Jingyue before. Hearing that you seem to belong to the Tomb School?"

"Well, that's it," Madam Hu nodded slightly, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and mother-in-law. I don't know what the master's name is."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house. Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, you played against Murong Jingyue before. Hearing that you seem to belong to the Tomb School?"

"Well, that's it," Madam Hu nodded slightly, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and mother-in-law. I don't know what the master's name is."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house. Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, before you fought with Murong Jingyue, I heard him say that you seem to be from the Tomb School?"

"Well, it's true," Madam Hu nodded gently, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and grandmothers. I don't know the name of the master."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house. Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, before you fought with Murong Jingyue, I heard him say that you seem to be from the Tomb School?"

"Well, it's true," Madam Hu nodded gently, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and grandmothers. I don't know the name of the master."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house. Chapter 18 The Scene of a Room

"What is uncle laughing?" Madam Hu gave him a strange look.

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu didn't have the guts to tell her. After the topic changed, he asked, "Sister-in-law, before you fought with Murong Jingyue, I heard him say that you seem to be from the Tomb School?"

"Well, it's true," Madam Hu nodded gently, "I met the master by chance when I was young. She has lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things."

"Sister-in-law knows what her name is, is it Lin Chaoying?" Song Qingshu hurriedly asked.

Mrs. Hu shook her head, secretly wondering why her uncle knew so much about the Tomb Sect, "Lin Chaoying is my grandparents and grandmothers. I don't know the name of the master."

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful, and she wanted to be Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou who knew that there was such a senior sister, but didn't know how they would react.

The two of them traveled all the way to Gusu City. Seeing that it was getting late, they decided to rest in a small town outside the city and go to Yanziwu tomorrow morning.

"Boss, two rooms." Hearing Song Qingshu's call, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them, and made a smile: "I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now. How about the two? "

Madam Hu frowned and shook her head: "No, let's go to another inn."

"Madam, we have an inn in this town. Now the gate of Gusu City is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away." said the shopkeeper's Xiao Mimi.

"Let's go look for it." Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were inaccurate, and suddenly he was a little suspicious.

"Forget it, it's all here." Madam Hu said absently.

"Xiao Er, send this lady up first." The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and said quietly, "Master, please stay for a while, let me tell you something next."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: "My son, the room is ten taels of silver, thank you."

Song Qingshu's eyes stared: "You are robbing the money, it is clearly written that one room is one or two silver."

The shopkeeper did not get angry, he hehe smiled: "My son, do you really think that we have only one guest room in such a big hotel? Didn't you see you alone on the road together and help you create opportunities? Can you grasp it? It depends on your own ability."

"That's OK?" Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

"Hey," the shopkeeper smiled strangely, "otherwise you think there are so many inns on the rivers and lakes, why are there only one room left when lone men and widows are staying? This is our rule, son, you can make more money if you don’t have money. , But beautiful women are hard to find again."

Song Qingshu admired the five bodies, willingly handed over a dozen silvers, "The first person to come up with this marketing strategy is really a genius!"

"What did the shopkeeper talk to you just now?" Madam Hu asked suspiciously when Song Qingshu returned to the house.