Brother Yun faced the black shadow and listened to "it" making Wu Dalang's voice. He was extremely frightened and his whole body was shaking. He kept shouting and only said one thing: "Don't come here!"
To Brother Yun's relief, the black shadow stopped, but then the black shadow let out a cry of pain, just like... the unwillingness before death.
"Brother Yun, my good brother, are you worthy of me, Wu Dalang?" The black shadow then slowly said in a shuddering voice: "I invited you to drink, and you actually did such a thing!"
"Brother Dalang, brother, I will listen to you in everything..." Brother Yun was almost scared to the point of peeing: "Aren't those ideas all yours?"
"Oh, what have I come up with?" the black shadow asked immediately.
Brother Yun was completely frightened. From Wu Dalang's hidden illness that he couldn't tell, to ridiculous things like consummating the marriage on his behalf, he told everything...
Wu Song, who was listening quietly in the cell next door, had an ashen complexion.
Ximen Qing knew without asking that Wu Song would not doubt that in this situation, who else could tell lies.
The black shadow was played by Shi Qian wearing a black cloth on top of the drum; the black smoke was a light mist that could give people some hallucinations; Shi Qian's ventriloquism could imitate three to five points.
Wu Dalang's tone, coupled with the effect of the smoke, made Brother Yun completely buy it.
Is this the truth? Is this the truth?
Wu Song found that he couldn't accept this fact for a while, and he held the wrist-breaking knife tightly in his hand. This action was no longer to threaten anyone, nor was it anger, but a kind of reliance.
Now in this world, Wu Song felt that the only thing he could rely on was his pair of iron fists and the sharp knife in his hand.
My home no longer exists.
Without saying a word, Wu Song strode out of the cell, almost missing Shi Qian who was wrapped in black cloth. Shi Qian, who originally opened his mouth to claim credit, had to silently get out of the way when he saw Wu Song's livid face.
Ximen Qing didn't try to stop Wu Song from leaving. When a person suffers such psychological trauma, the first step should be to deny it. He can't believe that this kind of thing is true, but looking at Wu Song's appearance, he has already entered the second stage.
The stage is acceptance.
At this moment, the tiger-fighting hero needs to be given some space to be alone, a peaceful place, which is what Wu Song needs at the moment.
"Follow me from afar. If anything happens, come back and report to me as soon as possible." Ximen Qing calmly told Shi Qian and told him the location of the mansion.
"Okay." Shi Qian nodded and shook his hand. He didn't know where he had received the piece of black cloth. He cupped his hand towards Ximen Qinggong, who had already followed him.
It stands to reason that what Shi Qian promised Ximen Qing has been fulfilled successfully, but now that Ximen Qing gave him an order, Shi Qian still happily obeyed it. First, Shi Qian felt that there was something special about Ximen Qing that attracted him, and secondly, Wu Song really
An iconic figure of the times.
Ximen Qing didn't pay attention to Brother Yun, who was shrinking in the corner, and walked out slowly...
The sunshine outside was so bright that Wu Song couldn't help but let go of the sharp knife and used his hands to block it. Now in Qinghe County, there was no place Wu Song wanted to go.
Wu Dalang died and his family was gone. As for the position of Dutou, Wu Song never cared about it. Wu Song felt that the place that suited him was still in the world.
Is it really a mistake to come back to look for relatives by myself?
Wu Song left Qinghe County directly and walked towards Jingyanggang, where he could still find the last comfort...
"Jingyanggang? Are you sure?" Facing the news about Shi Qian, Ximen Qing frowned. At this time, why would Wu Song go to Jingyanggang?
There are no tigers left to fight on Jingyang Gang...
No, there is another "three bowls but no post"!
Wu Song is looking for memories from the past, and wants to get drunk at the "Three Bowls of War"!
But ever since shopkeeper Xiao Liu was summoned by him to make wine, that small hotel has long since disappeared!
"Come here! Prepare your horses!" Ximen Qing ordered loudly.
"Even a small hotel betrayed him?" Wu Song looked at the empty hotel in front of him. Except for some dusty tables, chairs and benches, not to mention the shopkeeper Xiao Liu in his memory, not to mention the "three bowls but not enough", even
Not a drop of wine could be found.
Wu Song smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that he kept going fast and climbed all the way over Jingyanggang. He originally wanted to have a big fight, but he didn't expect it to be like this. When he came back, he traveled day and night and didn't notice at all.
Is this small hotel still in business?
When Wu Song stopped, he felt his legs and feet were slightly sore, so he picked up a bench and sat down at the door of the small hotel, silently looking at the sky.
Wu Song was eager to avenge his brother Wu Dalang, but he did not expect this result. Whether it was Pan Jinlian Ximen Qing or Niu Dutou Zhu Zhixian, Wu Song no longer wanted to care about or interact with them. I heard that
Song Jiang has already gone to Liangshanbo, why not go there himself?
Just as Wu Song was about to set off, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hoofbeats, and two horses galloped forward, one behind the other, and stopped in front of Wu Song.
Immediately, Ximen Qing and Shi Qian got off the horse. Fortunately for Ximen Qing, Shi Qian was not used to riding horses. The ride was bumpy and even his face turned green.
Along with Ximen Qing, there were two small jars of fine wine.
"Wu Dutou, so you are here." Ximen Qing handed over a jar of wine: "How about we drink from it?"
"Ximen Qing, I won't drink your wine." Wu Song did not reach out to take it, but sat down again with a sullen face.
"This wine was brewed by shopkeeper Xiao Liu himself." Ximen Qing simply sat down on the tree stump next to him: "If you don't want to drink it, then I will drink it myself."
Wu Song was a little confused about what Ximen Qing in front of him wanted to do. Wu Dalang was dead and Pan Jinlian was also looking for him, so why was he still pestering him?
How could Wu Song have imagined how much Ximen Qing wanted to become his little brother?
Shi Qian took two deep breaths and suppressed the dizzy feeling for a while. He finally felt much better. He moved a small table out of the small hotel and brought out a few wine bowls.
Ximen Qing pushed a wine jar closer to Wu Song and reached out to remove the seal of the other wine jar. Shi Qian was surprised and greedily sniffed the alluring aroma that emerged.
"What kind of wine is this! Why does it smell so good!" Shi Qian's mustache trembled and he sniffed wildly: "Simon... No, brother, pour me a bowl!"
Ximen Qing smiled and poured two bowls, and handed one to Shi Qian: "Brother Shi Qian, this wine is very powerful, so drink it slowly."
"Brother underestimates me. Although I am small in stature, I have a large capacity for drinking." Shi Qian conjured up a plate of peanuts from nowhere, stretched out his hand to pinch a few, and raised his head to drink a bowl.
Ximen Qing smiled and took a sip, and immediately saw that Shi Qian couldn't help but choked out the wine and coughed.
"This wine is really powerful!" Although Shi Qian was a little embarrassed at this time, he couldn't help but pour himself a bowl and tasted it carefully: "Brother, I have traveled all over the country and have never tasted such good wine.
!Even if it’s imperial wine, I’ve tasted it secretly, but it’s still not as good as this wine!”
Ximen Qing smiled and did not respond to Shi Qian's compliment. Instead, he secretly paid attention to Wu Song's actions. Sure enough, Wu Song's tense face slowly relaxed, and he reached out and patted away the small wine jar on his side, pouring a bowl.
He took a slow sip.
It is indeed a good wine!
Wu Song was troubled in his heart, and poured the wine into the bottom of the bowl like a flowing stream, bowl after bowl. Before the meal was over, the small jar of wine was already empty.
This kind of drinking method made Ximen Qing and Shi Qian watch from the side and were secretly frightened. Especially when Shi Qian had just boasted about his considerable drinking capacity, he shrank in fear. Compared with Wu Song, his drinking capacity was nothing.
None can compare.
Wu Song casually threw the wine jar aside. A gust of wind blew by, and the drunkenness surged up. He couldn't help but stand up and roar to the sky, which frightened the nearby birds and beasts and fled in all directions.
"Brother Wu Song, this is..." Shi Qian couldn't help but stand up, but Ximen Qing reached out and pressed him on his shoulder.
"Emotions need to be vented. Don't disturb me at this time." Ximen Qing's eyes were sharp, knowing that Wu Song was going to vent all his negative emotions through a long roar.
Sure enough, after Wu Song shouted for a while, his face gradually calmed down, and he suddenly fell to his knees with a plop and kowtowed to Ximen Qing and Shi Qian: "Wu Song never kneels to the sky or the ground, but there is something today.
I have to trust you two!"
Shi Qian didn't know what was going on, but Ximen Qing understood Wu Song's meaning instantly and hurriedly turned over and bowed down, pulling Shi Qian to his knees.
What else could it be! What else should Wu Song entrust to Ximen Qing and Shi Qian? Of course, don’t reveal Wu Dalang’s ridiculous things!
Family scandals should not be made public! Even a hero like Wu Song cannot escape this kind of thinking!
Wu Song's kneeling was as heavy as Mount Tai!
This is an opportunity that you have been waiting for for a long time, you must not miss it!
"Wu Dutou!" Ximen Qing's eyes were very firm: "No need to say more! You and I are sworn brothers with different surnames today. Your business is our business!"
"Okay!" What Wu Song originally wanted to say was blocked by Ximen Qing's words. Gratitude surged up in his heart, and he readily agreed to Ximen Qing's proposal: "As long as you two don't dislike Wu Song, let's learn something today.
Learn from the three sworn brothers in Taoyuan!"
Ximen Qing heard this sentence exactly what he wanted, and Shi Qian was so happy that he peeed and didn't know what to say for a while.
You know, Wu Song is Shi Qian’s idol! When Shi Qian came to Qinghe County, he originally wanted to meet Wu Song and exchange a few words with him, which would make him satisfied. However, unexpectedly, by chance and Ximen Qing’s arrangements,
To be able to become brothers with the same surname as your idol is simply...
That would satisfy Shi Qian even more than stealing the soaring crown worn by Song Huizong!