Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 80 Old things

Ren Qingtong became suspicious again, but Ning Xiumao, who had always been chattering as his duty, suddenly shut his mouth obediently when he shouldn't be obedient, and refused to speak again.

He hunched his back and instantly withdrew all the edge of his body. In an instant, he was the old man who was trembling and unsteady on the road, leading his "granddaughter" staggeringly up the mountain.

Seeing that he was going to climb the mountain openly, even Qingtong felt that it was very unreliable, but Ning Xiumao knew that once Qingtong was let go, the little loach would disappear in a blink of an eye, so he dragged him very hard tight.

Looking from a distance, it looks like the little girl who couldn't buy her favorite rouge got angry with her grandpa and was dragged away awkwardly.

Sure enough, the two of them didn't go far, when a Wudang disciple came down to stop them. The man had a round face, looked very kind and harmless, and spoke quite politely, even though he was facing an old man who seemed to have gone the wrong way. Girl, there is no domineering attitude.

He cupped his hands, nodded and said: "Old man, Wudang Mountain is ahead, what are you doing here? If you go to Qinghe Town, you have to go that way."

Qinghe Town is near Wudang Mountain, so it is not surprising that some people occasionally go the wrong way.

He saw that the two of them didn't look like people from the rivers and lakes. He guessed that they were going to Qinghe Town for lodging, so he added a sentence. He never thought that the old man smiled, coughed twice and said, "Please inform me, my little friend. I’m here to find Daoist Gui Yuan, my surname is Ning.”

Qingtong glanced at Ning Xiumao calmly, but felt that it was absurd in his heart. Even though there are many Wudang sect disciples, they can't just make up some similar-looking Taoist name and just come to marry him. This is too unreliable.

Once someone finds out, it may not be easy to just drive people down the mountain.

The Wudang disciple showed doubts on his face, Qingtong thought that he had revealed his secrets, but the other party continued: "Your Excellency and Uncle Guiyuan are old?"

... This can be regarded as supporting the bold, starving, and timid, or something, and you can get a senior uncle Laoshizi who is not low in status.

Or, does this old man really know people from Wudang?

In fact, the disciples of the Wudang School were a little surprised, not because they underestimated the bad old man, but because the Taoist Guiyuan of the Wudang School had a good reputation, his temper was a bit weird, and he had few friends.

However, with Guiyuan's seniority, since he is his friend, it is not easy to be negligent, but...the Wudang disciple showed a look of embarrassment, and sighed: "This old... senior, it is really a coincidence that Uncle Guiyuan is away from home. I haven't returned yet, so what should I do?"

Guiyuan Daoist is not here, he can't do anything, but the old man has come all the way, so he can't just let people go, he thought for a while, and asked: "Senior, would you like to go up to Wudang Mountain to rest and recuperate for a few days?" , Maybe Uncle Guiyuan will return in a few days."

Ning Xiumao pretended to be exhausted, tapped his slightly hunched back with his hands, and smiled wrinkled, "Then thank you, little friend."

The man looked at Qingtong, and probably felt that it would be difficult for such a weak girl to help the old man up the mountain, so he came over to support Ning Xiumao, and led the two of them up slowly.

The Wudang School's houses and courtyards spread from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, which shows that the school is strong and has many disciples, but there are few people walking along the way, and it is quiet and peaceful.

"Brothers, sisters and uncles all went to look for the trace of Mr. Qixian because of the order of the king of hell. The school has been quieter recently. It's just a coincidence that the senior and the young lady came."

He pushed open the door of the guest room while talking, and smiled at Ning Xiumao and Qingtong: "If seniors don't dislike the shabby place, how about you settle here, this—"

"This is my granddaughter Qing'er."

"Miss Qing lives in the room next door. That's it, the two of you should rest, let's go down and report to the master."

"Thank you, little friend." Ning Xiumao was not polite, nodded, seeing that Wudang disciple was about to resign, thought for a while, and asked aloud, "Little friend, since most of the faction have gone out, I don't know why Wudang How is the defense recently, but many people have been withdrawn?"

The other party was taken aback for a moment, probably not expecting to be asked this kind of question, but he quickly reacted, "Defense? Ah, don't worry, senior, although there are fewer manpower, but Wudang has accumulated power for a hundred years, and the surrounding area has always been peaceful. Something will happen."

Ning Xiumao shook his head secretly, as expected, even though he knew that it would be useless to talk too much, for the sake of Wudang School's good style, he still reminded him lightly, "Little friend, you might as well tell the head master, It is better for your faction to remain vigilant these days."

Seeing that the man was at a loss, he agreed to leave, thinking in his mind, he was not familiar with Dao Yuan, the current head of the Wudang sect, and wondered if this man was vigilant and sensitive enough to deal with a possible crisis storm.

"What are you thinking?"

Ning Xiumao was thinking, but he was still holding Qingtong with one hand so that he couldn't get away. He heard the young man's unique voice ringing in his ears, and only saw the other party's cold expression.

He raised his eyebrows. This kid cared so much about his young master that he never asked him what he was thinking. This is...he became interested in him?

Ning Xiumao felt elated, and touched Qingtong's little hand with his wrinkled old face with an old and unscrupulous smile, "I was thinking that our little Qingtong is really a great beauty."

Qingtong was furious and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by Ning Xiumao.

"You have a good temper." Ning Xiumao exaggeratedly sighed, and suddenly changed the subject, "Along the way, do you see how many secret posts and secret posts this Wudang sect has? How about its defense?"

Seeing that it was time to get down to business, Qingtong thought for a while and shook her head. Just as the Wudang disciple said, a large number of Wudang elites are outside, and the defenses on the mountain are very loose. lazy.

Didn't people say that Wudang Mountain has always been peaceful—just that it has always been peaceful, doesn't mean it will always be peaceful in the future.

"If you want to deal with Wudang Mountain, isn't now a good time?" Ning Xiumao pretended to touch his fake beard, pretending to be a fairy who knows his destiny.

Qingtong secretly rolled her eyes, she was really speechless to this kind of nonsense, but... "Now I'm dealing with the young master, who cares about Wudang."

"That's right, so many people are used to deal with your pretending son, who cares about Wudang?"

Hearing Ning Xiumao call Qixian "Young Master", Qingtong frowned, but suddenly his heart trembled. Ning Xiumao asked this question very delicately, so he was silent.

After a long time, he looked up at Ning Xiumao, "Then what's the use of us coming?"

The old man had a teachable expression on his face, "Attract the attention of certain people. Aren't you looking for that young man who pretends to be? You have cooperated enough in this kind of things before, right?"

Qingtong stopped talking, stretched out her other free hand to break Ning Xiumao's restraints one by one, and found a chair in the room to sit without going far.

Ning Xiumao was still dissatisfied, and salivated and teased, "You dear daughter, your boudoir is next door."

"Then Daoist Gui Yuan, do you really know him?" Qingtong ignored his teasing/teasing, and sat far away with an interrogating look on his face.

"The old man, well, he is an old friend."

"Old friends?" Suddenly an unknown fire rose in the young man's heart, and he sneered, "Why do you have so many old friends?! Your old friends are everywhere, what is your relationship with my father?"

Qingtong stared at him, with hints of anger, "Don't smile! Last time, in the inn, you called his name! The young master said, you are a member of the court, a member of the court, why do you care so much about Jianghu affairs?"

It is already very confusing for a person in the imperial court to be so familiar with the affairs of the Jianghu. He even has a lot of friends and has "old friends" everywhere. Qingtong feels that he has endured all kinds of doubts for a long time. After all, he does not have Qixian's share. calm down.

The questioning in the inn last time was interrupted, and then they encountered a series of sudden changes, and their mood was ups and downs. He almost thought that he was just a hallucination at that time, but today he heard this understatement of "old friend", Instantly made him sullen.

old friend?It's ridiculous, the Liu family was once very prosperous back then, there were many so-called old friends, and after something happened, who would come out and complain?

It's too late to hide at home and shiver!I'm afraid that I will be dragged down by that murderous maniac!

In the end, the one who extended a helping hand to him was Mr. Qixian, who was also young and powerful and had never known him before in the Liu family.Where was Ning Xiumao who was now "full of deep affection"?

Seeing that Qingtong said so many words in one breath, and his voice became more and more dry, Ning Xiumao also realized that he was teasing too much, hurried over, grabbed the young man's shoulder, took out a green elixir from his bosom, and conveniently Stuff it into Qingtong's mouth.

Qingtong was shocked, and wanted to vomit but was blocked by Ning Xiumao's wide palm.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and turned into a liquid that flowed into his throat along his tongue. His eyes showed a slightly frightened look, but soon he felt a coolness and relief in his throat, and the uncomfortable feeling from talking too much disappeared.

Ning Xiumao knelt down and looked at his face, "Don't be so excited, you need to keep your throat well. Shhh—be quiet, be quiet, listen, don't get excited."

He looked at Qingtong deeply, with a fleeting look of sadness flashing in his eyes, "You are right to blame me. I am duty-bound for Brother Xiao Jun's death. But as you said, back then, I was a member of the court, and my wife You can't do too many things... Shh, shh, don't move, listen to me first."

"Xiao Qingtong, you definitely don't remember me. In fact, I went to Liu's house after the accident. At that time, I disobeyed my orders and rushed to Liu's house without sleep for three days and three nights. Unfortunately, it was too late. I found I have been looking for you since I found out that you were missing, in fact, there may be many people looking for you, including... those who killed your whole family."

"However, your pretender is really too skilled. I can't find it. The only luck is that those who want to hurt you can't find it either."

Qingtong pushed Ning Xiumao's hand away and looked at him expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

"The chief arrester of the imperial court back then was Ning Zizhuo, whose style name was Xiu Mao."

The author has something to say: Hahahaha I guess that Uncle Ning likes Qing Tongniang’s boy, XDDDD turns out to be his father, ahem, just kidding, I assure God that Uncle Ning doesn’t like his father, _(:з」∠)_