Chapter 20: The Internal Strength that Can Renew the Meridians

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Sure enough, it didn't take long before Murong Fu frowned and said, "Song Gongzi's meridians have indeed been... badly damaged... Yao Wang, his old man, really said that Dou Zhuan Xing Yi could treat Song Gongzi? Maybe it was because of his dull aptitude and 20 years of practicing Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. I don't know that Douzhuanxingyi also has the effect of renewing the meridians."

Song Qingshu was immediately disappointed, and Madam Hu couldn't bear it, and she couldn't help but say, "Since Young Master Murong can't do anything, the concubine has to accompany Brother Song to try elsewhere. I'm afraid I can't stay here."

"Sister-in-law doesn't have to be like this. Since this last hope is gone, I have completely given up. If my sister-in-law wants to investigate Murong Jingyue, it is more convenient to stay here." Song Qingshu's tone was full of sadness and reluctance, and Yanziwu and his party could not treat him. Injured, he had to leave.

Although he could live here with Madam Hu and live a stable life, but thinking of Zhou Zhiruo's sword of Damocles hanging over his head, he still had to accumulate a little more strength before she came to the door.

Now that there is no hope of learning martial arts, it seems that there is only one way to enter the court. Song Qingshu's mind was spinning rapidly. Today, all the forces in the world, who are they defecting to...

Seeing Madam Hu's attitude of going with Song Qingshu, Murong Fu became anxious and suddenly thought of a solution, and said quickly, "Don't worry, you two seem to have thought of a way to treat Song Gongzi's meridians."

Song Qingshu glanced at him lightly. To be honest, during this period of time, the treatment of his meridians went from hope to disappointment, then to hope, and then to despair... He felt that the ups and downs of life were so exciting, and now he is open to everything possible. treatments are numb.

"I also hope that Young Master Murong will enlighten me." Mrs. Hu on the side was obviously much more enthusiastic than him.

"I have a cousin below who is familiar with martial arts in the world," Murong Fu's eyes flashed with tenderness, but it was quickly replaced by perseverance, "A few years ago, when I was discussing the internal skills of various sects with her, she seemed to have mentioned an internal skill, It has the effect of turning dead people into flesh and bones, and it must be able to treat Song Gongzi's wounds..."

"Wang Yuyan?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested, how could he forget that there is such a beautiful girl martial arts grandmaster who doesn't know the slightest martial arts, if it is true what she said, there may really be hope, and suddenly asked excitedly: "Young Master Murong, I don't know what kind of internal strength it is?"

Murong Fu's expression suddenly became exciting: "I forgot..."

It turned out that when Murong Fu heard about this martial arts, he didn't believe it in his heart and scoffed, how could he have remembered its name carefully, this time if it wasn't for the reminder of Song Qingshu's symptoms, in order to keep Madam Hu, he had to seek medical treatment in a hurry. Suddenly remembered this anecdote.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two opposite, Murong Fu quickly added: "But my cousin will definitely remember."

"Young Master Murong's cousin is in the mansion?" Madam Hu seemed more nervous than Song Qingshu at the moment.

"My cousin is in Mantuo Villa, a little distance from here. If it's too late today, why don't you stay here for a night, and tomorrow we'll go see my cousin together." Murong Fu kept thinking about how to keep Mrs. Hu behind. Live here.

"Young Master Lao." Mrs. Hu didn't want to push too hard, so she had to thank her.

"Abi, go down and order the food and drink, where's Azhu?" Murong Fu turned around and ordered.

"Sister Azhu heard that the young master has a guest, and has already gone to the kitchen to prepare food and drinks." Abi smiled softly and bowed out, "This servant will go to help Sister Azhu."

"Young Master Murong is really lucky to have such a pair of beautiful maids." Song Qingshu sighed sincerely.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and didn't answer. Madam Hu gave him a blank look, thinking that his uncle was so open-mouthed, how could he praise someone in the room like that.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two of them, Song Qingshu realized that something was wrong. He was a modern person. At that time, women joked more than men's tastes. Complimenting people's beauty was a common way to get closer. I didn't expect this trick. Not applicable in ancient times.

"Young master has a distinguished guest today, which is gratifying, gratifying." A burst of hearty laughter came from outside, and I saw four people dressed as generals walking in together.

"It turned out to be Gusu Murong's four masters, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Song Qingshu stood up and saluted a few people, but he was thinking about whether the martial arts of these few were as pustular as in the TV series, or as close to the world as in the book. Wait for the masters.

Seeing that he didn't call himself a general of the Murong family, the four of them felt good in their hearts, and they dragged him for a while.

"Young Master, the food and drinks are ready, and you can sit at the table." Song Qingshu was dealing with a few reckless men when he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance. At that moment, he thought that a modern woman had also crossed over. The familiar smell of roses The smell of perfume brought him to tears.

When he turned around, he saw a delicate, petite, pretty and delightful little girl in a red dress, Song Qingshu asked excitedly, "Do you know Jin Yong?"

The girl in red was obviously startled by him, she glanced at Murong Fu quietly, and replied, "Master, did you admit the wrong person?"

Seeing her blank face, Song Qingshu knew that he was thinking too much, so he couldn't help but smile: "Is the rose perfume sprinkled on the girl?"

The red-clothed girl's eyes lit up, and she looked like she saw her bosom friend: "Yes, yes, does the young master also study flower dew, this is my homemade rose flower dew..."

"Azhu, don't make trouble." Murong Fu coughed softly beside him.

Azhu stuck out her tongue pretty and hurriedly arranged the wine table with Abi.

Song Qingshu was a little dazed, where did the plot of Tianlong Babu have developed? It seems like this

It hasn't started yet, so why has Qiao Feng become the king of Nanyuan of Liao? However, considering that I can travel from modern times, these deviations are not so difficult to understand.

After dinner, Azhu and Abi led the two of them to their respective guest rooms to rest. Azhu hesitated all the way, Song Qingshu asked amusingly, "Miss Azhu, what do you want to say."

Ah Zhu's black eyes rolled, and he giggled and said, "Young master, a man with eyebrows, why is he so good at gadgets among women?"

"Are you talking about rose dew?" Song Qingshu laughed dumbly. Back then, he was familiar with the scents of Chanel and Dior's perfumes, and it wasn't enough for a little girl.

"Hmmmm~" Aju kept nodding his head.

"Miss Azhu, although I think your rose dew is elegant and refined, it doesn't seem to last long." Song Qingshu's heart moved, thinking of Azhu's ability to defy the sky, and he immediately became concerned.

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