The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Qingsong was not relaxed after going down the mountain. When he sat on the carriage, the blood that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly spurted out, staining the carriage red.

"Master!!!" Mushi and Tieshi were shocked and hurried to check.

Qingsong's gradually pale face smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, Master is fine. Our first task is to leave here as soon as possible, don't hesitate."

Mushi looked at his firm eyes, hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed, and immediately took turns with Tieshi to drive away. The three of them hurried along the road, and after leaving the territory of the Wudimen headquarters, Mushi and Tieshi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the carriage, Qingsong, who had been healing for a long time, was not so optimistic. At the end of the decisive battle with Dugu Wudi, he was hit by Dugu Wudi's two palms. He was already seriously injured. In order to get down the mountain safely, he forcibly suppressed the injury, so that now the injury is even more serious.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help coughing, and a trickle of blood instantly flowed out of the corner of his mouth. Qingsong knew that he had to find a place to start healing in peace and could not delay any longer.

He lifted a corner of the curtain, and the pedestrians coming and going on the road did not attract his attention. Since he had made up his mind, he no longer hesitated and ordered: "Mushi, Tieshi, hurry to the next market town, and we will find an inn."

Mushi agreed and immediately drove the carriage faster, gradually leaving the pedestrians behind him, but he did not notice that in the resting merchant team on the side of the road, a woman looked at the carriage and smiled, and then took out a pigeon from the basket and let it fly.

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"How is it? Where is the old man Qingsong?" In the tea shed beside the official road, a man looked at the pigeon in the hand of the man opposite and asked.

The man unfolded the message and read it for a moment, then said, "Okay, everything goes according to plan. Tonight we will pretend to be the people of Wudimen and siege them, and let the young master go to rescue them."

The man rubbed the message into powder, and the three of them discussed for a moment, then got up and left, heading towards the market town ahead.

Shortly after the three of them left, Mu Shi and Tie Shi drove a carriage and just passed by here; at this time, Dugu Wudi had just ordered Gongsun Hong to send someone to escort Qingsong back to the mountain.

After Gongsun Hong went down the mountain, he learned that Qingsong and the other two had left, and immediately ordered the local branches to find Qingsong's whereabouts, and personally led people to chase him. Dugu Feng, who couldn't resist, also followed.

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After Yun Feiyang went down the mountain, he hurried all the way. With the guidance of the narrator, he caught up with Qingsong not long after he checked into the inn.

At night.

The night was dark and windy, and the cold air was pressing.

Time passed, and pedestrians had already returned home, except for a few brothels. Only the restaurants and inns still had some lights. Yun Feiyang sat on the roof, watching the black shadow jumping over the eaves in the distance.

The four people paused for a moment when they came to the front, and they recognized Qingsong's carriage. One of them waved his right hand, and a command arrow shot out, and it was nailed on Qingsong's door with a "click".

As the command arrow unfolded, a triangular flag with a bloody handprint unfolded, which was the bloody handprint hunting order of the Wudimen.

The door opened silently, and Qingsong, Mushi, and Tieshi were already standing in the yard with swords, and the four people on the eaves jumped down.

Before the four people could speak, the next moment, they heard the neighing of galloping horses in the front hall of the inn, and someone shouted: "Have you seen three Taoists, one wearing a dark blue Taoist robe and a three-strand scholar's beard, and the other two wearing black and white Taoist robes, driving a carriage!"

"Yes, yes, gentlemen, they are in the backyard." The shopkeeper was flustered and answered hurriedly.

The next moment, a clear shout was heard: "It should be Qingsong, go in and find him!" Then, amid a flustered exclamation in the front hall, a large number of footsteps came towards the backyard.

Qingsong's eyes fixed on the four men in black and said, "You are not from the Wudimen, who are you?"

The four people obviously did not expect this change. They looked at each other and were about to leave. Qingsong's eyes flashed, and he was about to jump to stop the four people, but he didn't want to get injured. He groaned and stopped where he was, and could only watch the four people fly away quickly.

Just as the four people disappeared, the courtyard door was pushed open. The two people in front were Dugu Feng and Gongsun Hong.

Seeing Qingsong and the other two standing in the courtyard with swords in hand, Gongsun Hong was slightly surprised and said, "Why did Sect Leader Qingsong leave without saying goodbye? Master has ordered me to escort Sect Leader Qingsong to Chongzhen."

Qingsong covered his mouth and coughed a few times, pointing to the bloody handprint on the door. Gongsun Hong's eyes condensed, and he immediately stepped forward and took it down. After checking for a moment, he said with an ugly face, "Excuse me, Sect Leader Qingsong, where did this bloody handprint come from?"

"Before you came, someone shot the bloody handprint on my door. I came out to check and was confronting four men in black when you came." Qingsong said.

Dugu FengHis eyes turned cold and he cursed...

"Bullshit! My father would never do such a thing!"

"Besides, as soon as my father came down the mountain, he ordered my senior brother to bring people to escort you back to Chongzhen. I heard it with my own ears and saw it with my own eyes. How can I let you slander me?"

"Junior sister!" Gongsun Hong shook his head and turned to Qingsong and said, "Master has ordered me to escort you back to the mountain. If Master Qingsong is okay, go to bed early. We will set off early tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he waved his hand and left the courtyard with other Wudimen disciples. Seeing that the other party left so decisively, Qingsong hesitated, but he didn't think much about it. Now it was important to recover from his injuries.

[Qingsong originally suspected that this was directed and acted by Dugu Wudi, but now he can't see the mystery clearly, so he decided to remain unchanged in the face of change]

[Tonight, Dugu Feng decided to disobey his father's order and secretly assassinate Qingsong, but was stopped by Gongsun Hong]

[Gongsun Hong informed Dugu Wudi about someone forging the blood handprint, and sent people to investigate the origin of the fake flag, and soon they would trace it back to Xiaoyao Valley]

[Fu Yushu saw that the plan failed and the Wudi Gate had arrived, so he could only leave unwillingly. He decided to change his plan and look for opportunities to approach Qingsong again]

[Dugu Wudi deliberately laughed at Qingsong and concealed the matter of Xiaoyao Valley, but he wanted to teach the rats in the gutter a lesson. The four guardians of Xiaoyao Valley were found and seriously injured by him]

The familiar narration sounded in Yun Feiyang's mind again. Seeing that Qingsong was safe, he no longer hesitated and jumped away.

After leaving the inn, Yun Feiyang landed in an alley behind the wall, where a carriage was parked. A few bruised and swollen ruffians kept nodding and bowing when they saw Yun Feiyang.

"Okay, let's stop here this time. I'll deal with you next time I meet you." Yun Feiyang waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

The ruffians smiled and quickly left the alley, then ran away. Yun Feiyang smiled, drove the carriage out of the alley and headed towards the official road.

[You meet Guan Zhongliu, a disciple of Emei Sect, and he will have a conflict with Wudi Sect]

Yun Feiyang glanced at the man who passed by the carriage, raised his eyebrows, and then drove away. This was none of his business.