Chapter 15

This kind of drama is often seen in TV dramas. Seeing her face twisted, song Qingshu immediately knew it, pretending not to know: "sister-in-law is worried about being delayed too long? Brother, I've become a doctor after a long illness, and I know how to connect bones. If my sister-in-law doesn't dislike it, I'll help you connect bones, and then go after the scholar. "

"How can this be done?" said Mrs. Hu with a pretty face like a piece of red cloth. "You and I are different from each other. How can it be convenient..."

"Now Fei Er is in danger. I can only rely on my sister-in-law because my channels are broken. When men and women give and receive not in accordance with each other, there is no ceremony; If a sister-in-law drowns her hand, she has power. Brother Hu has a spirit in heaven, and I won't blame you. " Song Qingshu zhengse said.

Mrs. Hu's face was a little queer when she saw that he said nothing of any kind. She thought that elder brother Hu was born heroic. Of course, she would not mind this situation, but she was a woman, but she did mind very much.

"Just now that scholar seemed to say that he wanted to take Phil to test the medicine..." Song Qingshu saw that she was still hesitating, and he couldn't help adding a fire.

In the end, the instinct of maternal love conquered the woman's shyness, and she bit her silver teeth: "Uncle... Uncle, please promise me from now on to completely forget what happened today."

"It's natural," Song Qingshu said, "sister-in-law, I'll cover my eyes with a piece of cloth later. I won't see anything I shouldn't see."

Mrs. Hu finally breathed a sigh of relief, slightly invisible nodded: "that's OK."

Song Qingshu showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, pulled off a piece of cloth and blindfolded his eyes. Seeing this, Mrs. Hu shyly untied her clothes one by one.

Hearing the sound of the ribbon in his ears, song Qingshu fantasized about the beautiful scenery in front of him. Unfortunately, too much is better than too much. He did not dare to tear off the cloth strip in front of him.

"Uncle, ok..." Mrs. Hu said timidly.

"Sister in law, bear with it." Song Qingshu reached for it.

"Oh! What are you doing? The ribs are below... "Mrs. Hu was so angry that her tears almost came down.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Qingshu apologizes busily, but remembers the delicate and greasy feeling of Yingying's hand just now. He is secretly proud that "the hero of the divine eagle" is not in vain. He did not expect that Yang Guo would have a chance to try Lu Wushuang's move himself.

Just now, he proposed to cover his eyes with a cloth strip. It looks like a gentleman. In fact, song Qingshu has made a plan for a long time, and he can't see it. Even if he touches something he shouldn't touch, his sister-in-law can't blame herself

It's really like the skin is curdling, and the touch from his fingers makes song Qingshu's heart shake, but he doesn't dare to go too far, and finally successfully connects Mrs. Hu's ribs.

After she put on her clothes, song Qingshu pulled off the cloth and saw a pretty red face dripping with water. Mrs. Hu pretended to be calm and said, "let's go quickly. It's important to save Fei Er."

Song Qingshu smiles contentedly, "sister-in-law, the scholar mentioned the test of medicine just now. It must have something to do with the king of poisonous drugs."

Mrs. Hu's head was lighter, and her face was worried: "although she was injured in the fight just now, she said that she lost her square inch after falling into the trap, but that scholar's martial arts is really superior to me. Now she has something to do with the poison hand medicine king. I'm afraid I can't save fei'er even if I catch up with him." The more you say it, the more sad you feel. You look like you want to cry.

"Sister-in-law, I just want to say that although I am seriously injured now and I have no strength to bind a chicken, I can teach you a set of martial arts, and I will not be inferior to that scholar after I have learned it." Song Qingshu saw that she was sad, but she was a little distressed.

"Uncle knows martial arts?" Mrs. Hu looked at Song Qingshu in surprise. Seeing that he was weak, she thought he was just a scholar.

"Once a little bit," Song Qingshu nodded slightly, not wanting to explain more on this issue,

"Sister-in-law, I have a set of white Python whip technique here..."

Mrs. Hu's face was radiant, and the more she heard about it, the more she felt that this set of whips was magical. In addition, she used long silk ribbon as a weapon, and confirmed each other. In a moment, she had a glimpse of the way of white Python's whips.

"Uncle, your whip technique is extremely exquisite. It must be the best martial arts in the Wulin. My sister-in-law really shouldn't thank you for this gift." Mrs. Hu's confidence in rescuing Hu Fei increased a little, and she looked at Song Qingshu gratefully.

"Sister in law, my elder brother and I are sworn brothers, and his son is my son. As long as we can save Fei Er, a set of martial arts is nothing." Song Qing said in a righteous way, "if my sister-in-law really wants to thank me, I still have a set of whip techniques here. If my sister-in-law pities me one day, she will instruct me to practice together."

Mrs. Hu's ears were red, and she didn't realize the evil in the second half of his sentence. She spat: "uncle is good at everything, but he doesn't pay attention to speaking. What's the name of elder brother's son is his son? As elder brother's wife, am I his wife?"

Compared with aimlessly searching for the scholar, song Qingshu and Mrs. Hu discussed and decided to find yaowangzhuang first. After all, according to the tone of the man, it seems that he has a great connection with yaowangzhuang. Maybe he can get some clues when he arrives at yaowangzhuang.

After riding for more than ten miles, she came to a place where there was no grass. Mrs. Hu's face was dignified, but song Qingshu was overjoyed: "sister-in-law, look at this posture. Yaowang villa must be nearby."

Mrs. Hu nodded, jumped off the horse and tied it to a tree. "When we get to Yaowang village, we are in danger everywhere. Why let these two horses die?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile, "my sister-in-law is not only as beautiful as a fairy daughter, but also has such a Bodhisattva's heart. It's the rebirth of Guanyin."

Mrs. Hu gave him a charming look and said, "my uncle has come to make fun of me again."

Song Qingshu is used to her cold appearance. She suddenly shows her tenderness, which makes her seven souls lose three spirits.

Noticing song Qingshu's look, Mrs. Hu's neck was a little red. She took out a silk scarf and tied it to her face to cover her nose and mouth. She also gave song Qingshu a note: "uncle, there are poisons everywhere in Yaowang village. You'd better cover your nose and mouth carefully."

Song Qingshu took the silk scarf and put it on his nose to smell it. A light and elegant fragrance made him relaxed and happy, but he didn't tie it on his face like Mrs. Hu. On the contrary, he gave a smile: "the king of poisonous hand medicine is so superb in his family. If he can prevent it by blocking his mouth and nose, his nickname will be useless."

When Mrs. Hu saw that he was not masked, she did not return the silk scarf to her. On the contrary, she smelled it and put it in her arms. She felt a burst of shame and anger, but it was not easy to attack.

"I didn't expect you to be very knowledgeable, not as useless as you look." At this time, a little girl stopped to stare at him.

Song Qingshu saw that she was dry and thin, her hair was sparse and yellow, but her eyes were very bright. He knew immediately: "we two want to visit master Wuhen, and I hope the little girl can give us some advice."