Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 27: People are as pale as a chrysanthemum

When I got to the upper floor, I felt that there were light saman dances everywhere, and there was a vague figure in the depth of the room. Song Qingshu was not very abrupt, so I had to cough lightly to show that someone was coming up.

"Who?" Although Ling Shuanghua was alarmed, he didn't show anything special, just asked casually.

Feeling the indifference in her tone, Song Qingshu sighed secretly, a beautiful woman who was devastated to death.

"Under the entrustment of Ding Daxia, come to visit Miss Ling." Song Qingshu couldn't think of some strong medicine, how can it attract your attention.

I only heard a thump, which seemed to be the sound of a stool hitting the ground. Sure enough, Ling Shuanghua heard the news of Ding Dian and hurried out, opened the gauze curtain, and looked at Song Qingshu anxiously: "Which Ding Daxia?"

I saw a young woman in a light yellow shirt running up to her, although her face was covered by a light gauze, she couldn't hide the anxiety on her face. Looking closely, some red scars on the edge of the veil are looming, Song Qingshu secretly sighed, seeing this woman with such a graceful figure, what a beauty she must have been before her disfigurement.

"Master Ding Ding Ding ordered to come here and ask Miss Ling a few words." Song Qingshu respectfully bowed.

"Is he... okay recently?" Ling Shuanghua's voice trembled a little.

"Uh... I'm afraid it's not very good." Song Qingshu thought to himself, if the pipa bone was pierced, the hamstrings were broken, and then tortured in prison for several years, it wouldn't be a good idea. "But I can't die for the time being."

Ling Shuanghua smiled sadly: "It's all to blame for killing Big Brother Ding..."

"Miss Ling, since things have happened, it's not the time to talk about this," Song Qingshu remembered his intentions and asked hurriedly, "Why didn't you want to go so far with Ding Daxia?"

"My son must have seen it too. I am already ashamed. I pray to God and worship Buddha every day, and I only hope that Big Brother Ding can be safe and peaceful." Ling Shuanghua gently lifted a corner of the veil, and a few hideous lines lay across her snow-white face. Red scar.

"Miss Ling, I have always admired the love between you and Ding Daxia. Do you think Ding Daxia cares about your appearance?" Song Qingshu frowned, and the scars were a bit...some dazzling, but this shouldn't be the reason.

"Of course I know he will not despise me," Ling Shuanghua sat down slowly at the table, fiddled with the pot of flowers in front of him, with a gentle smile on his lips, "It's just that I don't want him to marry such an ugly wife. ."

Hearing that she was obviously insincere, Song Qingshu was too lazy to fight these foolish men and women, and asked directly: "I heard that Lord Ling forced you to make a poisonous oath, saying that if you meet Ding Dian again in this life, your mother's soul will be lost. The underground suffers day and night. Did Miss Ling know that even if you didn’t make this vow, your father wouldn’t kill Ding Daxia for the sake of Liancheng Art?" Chapter 27 People are as pale as chrysanthemums

I don't know that Ling Shuanghua's expression hasn't changed much, but he just turned around and stared at Song Qingshu: "Just now, my concubine was anxious, and I haven't asked the son's name..."

"In the next Song Qingshu," the previous life store crammed, Song Qingshu is such a good person. Seeing her look, she knew that she had doubts in her heart, so she tempted her to confess for Ling Tui on the surface, but in fact she had secretly reached an agreement with Ding Dian. Speak to her briefly.

After meeting the secret codes that Ding Dian knew of the two people, Ling Shuanghua finally let go and sighed quietly: "Don't hide from Young Master Song, when I learned about Liancheng Jue, I realized this."

"Swearing such a solemn thing, since it was caused by a lie, naturally it shouldn't be true." Song Qingshu comforted.

Ling Shuanghua smiled slightly. Although his appearance was ruined, Song Qing still saw Song Qing's faint feeling at the corner of his mouth: "But when I swear, I really swear sincerely. I don't want to take my mother to risk it."

Seeing Song Qingshu's open mouth, Ling Shuanghua raised his hand to indicate, and continued: "In fact, there is another very important reason, I haven't told Big Brother Ding. At the beginning, the person my dad appointed me to was his immediate boss, the prefect of Xiangyang and the governor of Xi'an in Beijing. The son of Master Lu, because I fell in love with Big Brother Ding and smashed his face for him, I have embarrassed my father and the Lu family. If I really leave with Big Brother Ding, I am afraid that I will really offend the Lu family to death. No matter how different your dad is, he is my dad after all. I don't want to get him into such a big trouble."

"Lv Wenhuan?" Song Qingshu's heart jumped, which is really troublesome. It has been a while since he traveled through this world, and he has slowly figured out many situations. Xiangyang has been fighting against the Mongolian army for many years. Although there are reasons for the help of Guo Jing and Huang Rong and his wife, the prefect Lv Wenhuan is the real mainstay. . Lu Wenhuan now manages Jingxiang and holds heavy soldiers. His brother Lu Wende manages the two Huaihe Rivers. The two brothers, together with the Sichuan Xuanyu envoy Yu Jie, are called the three largest vassal towns in the Song Dynasty.

Although Ling Tuisi could be regarded as a member of the party, compared with Lu Wenhuan, he was still not at the same level. If he offended the Lu family, Ling Tuisi could basically finish.

She is really a filial daughter, her father is so vicious, she still thinks about him... Song Qingshu shook her head, it seems that to untie Ling Shuanghua's heart knot, she still has to start from his father.

"I don't know if Miss Ling's surname is a Buddha or believes in Taoism?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked.

"Well... I believe in Buddhism." Ling Shuanghua didn't know his intentions for a while, and answered questioningly.

"Then Miss Ling must be clear about the six reincarnations, can you explain one or two for the next?"

Seeing Song Qingshu's humbly asking for advice, Ling Shuanghua hesitated for a while, and still said softly: "All beings are drawn to the Three Realms and the Six Ways of the cycle of life and death by being deceived by karma, just like the rotation of a wheel. If you don't seek liberation, you will always be in the Six Ways. Life and death continue, never ending..."

"Sixth Chapter Twenty-seventh People Are as Light as a Chrysanthemum

Tao has three good ways and three evil ways. Then what determines whether to enter the good way or the evil way during reincarnation? "Song Qingshu asked suddenly.

Ling Shuanghua already understood the meaning of Song Qingshu a little bit, smiled slightly, and continued: "If you do ten bad karma for reasons, you will fall into the three evil ways of hell, hungry ghosts, and beasts. If you do ten good karma for reasons, you will be born into the heaven and the human world. ..."

Song Qingshu gave a slight salute and said: "I heard that Ms. Ling's mother was a well-known great good man in the city during her lifetime. She must have been doing good for her life, and it must be impossible to fall into the three evil ways. I have never heard that Lingtang has gone through any evil roads, it must not be Ah. After the Shura Dao, the only remaining can be the human world and the heavens. No matter which kind, count the time, Lingtang can't be underground now. Miss Ling's oath was that if we meet again with Big Brother Ding, mother My soul will inevitably suffer in the underground day and night', may I ask Miss Ling, do you think she will suffer underground now for the good deeds she had done before her alive?" Chapter 28

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

Di Yun on the side saw that he was going to teach martial arts, and his heart was chapter 28.

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

Di Yun on the side saw that he was going to teach martial arts, and his heart was chapter 28.

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

Di Yun on the side saw that he was going to teach martial arts, and his heart was chapter 28.

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

Di Yun on the side saw that he was going to teach martial arts, and his heart was chapter 28.

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

Di Yun on the side saw that he was going to teach martial arts, and his heart was chapter 28.

"Of course not." Although the ghosts and gods said nothing, but Ling Shuanghua wouldn't think that his mother would enter the lower three realms.

"That's it?" Song Qingshu stretched his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."

"Thank you Song Gongzi for your guidance." As soon as he enlightened him, Ling Shuanghua felt that his heart suddenly became clear, and a big rock was put down. In the past, she was in the game and didn't realize this. Ding Dian was more of a rough person and didn't have such delicate thoughts, which led to the two people being haunted by an unnecessarily poisonous oath for several years.

"Miss Ling, don't worry, there is a way to make you and Ding Daxia's lover finally get married." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two, and felt confident that he was about to gain from the trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.

"You have trouble with Son Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and replied. Seeing that even her face was ruined, her gestures and gestures exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned away.

"Have you seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian in the prison stood up excitedly, staring at Song Qingshu and asked, "How is she doing?"

Song Qingshu shook his head ill-tempered: "You guys and girls who complain about you are the same in the first sentence. Everything is okay for her, but she is a little thin because of excessive worry."

"That's good, that's good..." Ding Dian smirked as if he was devilish.

"Don't be cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about God's Scripture."

Ding Dian suddenly became vigilant, "After Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally give you the Divine Sutra."

Song Qingshu said with a smile but not a smile: "I don't have the power to bind the chicken. What will you do if you fall behind?"

"With each other," Ding Dian hugged his arms and snorted coldly. "It is impossible for me to teach you now."

"Well, even if you will be credited. But I don't know if your Shen Zhaojing can really heal my meridians," Song Qingshu made a skeptical look, "In case you take a risk to complete you, it turns out I found that the Scriptures were of no use to my injury, so who should I cry?"

"My hamstring was broken by Ling Tuisi's men before, but now I am still alive?" Ding Dian stretched out his foot and gestured.

"Everything is what you said, and I don't know the truth or not, no, no, no," Song Qingshu frowned and walked back and forth. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he clapped his palms. Pass it to me. After I finish the good deeds between you and Miss Ling, how about giving me the remaining half? Ding Daxia, I have made such a concession out of trust in the character of you and Miss Ling..."

Ding Dian hesitated for a while, knowing that a bad check can't make the cunning and ghostly person in front of him work hard, "Well, Shuanghua is the person I love most in this life. What is a magical scripture? Listen carefully. "

When Di Yun saw that he was going to teach martial arts, his heart