Before Ding Busan could reply, an anxious shout came from not far away, "Have mercy!"
Song Qingshu looked up and saw Lu Guanying anxiously running toward him. Because he was injured, he coughed as he ran, and even after running for half a day, he hadn't run very far.
The people beside him couldn't wait any longer. Two people grabbed one of his arms and leaped over to Ding Busan's side.
"Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, are you alright?" A scholarly man in his thirties looked at Ding Busan and Ding Dian with concern.
"Nonsense, do we look fine?" Ding Busan couldn't help but curse. "Hurry up and unseal our acupoints."
"It's your nephew's fault." The scholarly man looked embarrassed. He examined the two's bodies and suddenly had a strange expression. "I can't unseal your acupoints."
"You can't even unseal them with your martial arts?" Ding Dian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him, but when he heard that he couldn't unseal the acupoints, he was stunned.
"You were hit by the Solitary Yang Finger. The Dali Duan family's acupoint sealing technique is unparalleled in the world. I really can't help you." The scholarly man turned to Song Qingshu. "May I ask which young master of the Dali Duan family are you?" He suddenly felt a little confused. The person in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.
Song Qingshu looked at him excitedly. "Big Brother Ding, is it really you?" The man in front of him had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He had a scholarly air about him, but there was also a faint sense of righteousness, forming a unique temperament. Who else could it be but Ding Dian?
Ding Dian stared blankly for a moment before carefully sizing up Song QingShu. Pleasantly surprised, he too said, "Brother Song?" When he first met Song QingShu, it was when Song QingShu was at his lowest. Now, Song QingShu was full of vigor and elegance, his brilliance was restrained, and he had the bearing of a master. He couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as when he was in dire straits, so Ding Dian actually didn't recognize him in the beginning.
Song Qingshu went up and gave him a bear hug. After all, if he hadn't learned the Divine Illuminating Sutra from Ding Dian, he wouldn't be where he was today.
"Brother Song, I've heard a lot about you in recent years. Your achievements really put me to shame." Ding Dian was also very excited. After all, the two of them had gone through thick and thin together, and the other had even saved his life. More importantly, if not for Song Qingshu, how could he and Ling Shuanghua have come together?
"It's all thanks to Brother Ding's Holy Light Sutra," Song Qingshu said modestly and looked to his side. "Why don't I see sister-in-law?"
"She is nurturing her pregnancy at home." Speaking of his wife, Ding Dian couldn't hide the joy on his face.
"Sister-in-law is pregnant? Congratulations! " Song Qingshu was pleasantly surprised. Ling Shuang's Chinese character was as light as a chrysanthemum, and her loyalty to love made him admire her very much. Thus, he was sincerely happy.
"So it's uncle's friend. Our lives are safe now." Seeing the two of them being intimate, the happiest person was none other than Ding Da. Her heart had already sunk to the bottom when she saw her grandfather and fourth grandfather, whom she had always revered as celestial beings, being defeated by Song QingShu. Now that there was light at the end of the tunnel, how could she not be excited?
Hearing her words, Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian. "Brother Ding, do you know these people?"
Ding Dian smiled bitterly. "These two are my uncles, and this is my niece. I don't know how they offended you, but I apologize on their behalf."
"Since they are your relatives, it's just a misunderstanding." Song Qingshu raised his hand and the acupoints of the three people were immediately unsealed.
Ding Dian's eyes lit up. "Brother Song's martial arts are really amazing!"
Song Qingshu smiled. "Brother Ding has mastered the Holy Light Sutra, and with the amazing Shadowless Fist, how can you be worse than me?"
The two of them humbled each other. Ding Dian pulled Ding Da over and asked, "Did you get into trouble again?" Ding Bu San and Ding Bu Si were his elders, so he couldn't reprimand them. He could only pull Ding Da over and ask her.
Ding Ran smiled sweetly, "I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. I offended Uncle's brother's wife. I hereby apologize to the two of you. I hope that the two of you will forgive this lowly one's wrongdoings and not bother with an ignorant little girl like me."
She had been raised by Ding Bu San and had completely inherited her grandfather's viciousness. However, as a demoness, her most important skill was to read people's expressions and act according to the wind. Song Qingshu's martial arts were so much better than hers. If she didn't understand the situation, it could only be said that there was something wrong with her IQ.
However, her apology made Cheng Yaojia blush. She quickly waved her hand and said, "It's … it's okay. And I'm not … not young master's wife."
Although her relationship with Lu Guanying only existed in name, she still had to put on an act in front of outsiders.
Lu Guanying finally found an opportunity. He stepped forward and said, "This is really a flood against the temple of the Dragon King. We are all family. Let's go to the restaurant next door and talk about it in detail."
Song Qingshu nodded. Because of the dispute just now, there were more and more onlookers. He also didn't want to continue being watched like a monkey.
On the way to the restaurant, Song QingShu casually glanced at the other two people traveling with Ding Dian. One was a middle-aged scholar with a wisp of goatee. His eyes shone brightly, and he was obviously a wise and resourceful person. The other was like an old farmer in the fields. He had a face full of vicissitudes, but his eyes were full of compassion for the state of the universe.
The reason why they attracted Song Qingshu's attention was that these two people were very strong. They were so strong that Song Qingshu had to pay attention to them. The middle-aged scholar had a gloomy temperament, so the martial arts he learned should be of the feminine side. Although the old farmer looked like an ordinary person, Song Qingshu himself practiced swordsmanship and was very sensitive to Sword Qi. The old farmer faintly exuded a heroic Sword Qi. Song Qingshu's first reaction when he saw him was to think of a powerful army.
"Where did this master come from? Why can't he guess the origin of these two people?" Song Qingshu was secretly shocked.
They went to a private room in a nearby restaurant. It was obvious that they had been talking about something before. Lu Guanying invited them to sit down one by one. Then he said, "Let me introduce you. This is the Golden Snake King, Prince Song, Song Qingshu. This time he is willing to help save Master Han."
Those people were all trying to guess Song Qingshu's identity. At this moment, they were all shocked. "So it's the Golden Snake King, it's an honor to meet you!" For the past two years, he had been the most famous person in the world. He had challenged all the experts in the world with his martial arts and defeated the powerful Qing army on the battlefield.
Ding Bu San and Ding Bu Si looked at each other and couldn't help smiling bitterly. They felt that it wasn't an injustice for them to be defeated by Song QingShu. After all, there were many experts who were more famous than them who had been defeated by Song QingShu.
"The famous Golden Snake King is actually so young. He really is a young hero!" The middle-aged scholar had a strange look on his face and sighed.
"Prince Song, when you have time, you have to tell us how you defeated the Qing army of a hundred thousand with just a few thousand people." The old farmer looked even more excited. It was obvious that he was very emotional.
Song Qingshu was speechless. So he was a warmonger.
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