"Amitabha." The monks of Shaolin put their palms together. "Master, you are right."
Even someone like Xiao Yuanshan, who hated Shaolin to the bone, had to admit that the words of the Sweeping Monk were filled with compassion for the state of the universe and the people.
Xiao Feng hesitated for a long time and finally asked, "Master, please save my father!"
Xiao Yuanshan's expression changed slightly. He hated Shaolin so much that he didn't want to ask for help from Shaolin. However, the monk was very aloof, and the pain in his acupoints was getting worse and worse. In the end, he acquiesced.
The monk replied, "In fact, I have already said the treatment method. As long as your father gives up the butcher's knife and follows me back to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple to study Buddhism, after a few years, he will be able to gradually dissolve the evil in his body, and the hidden injuries in his body will be healed without medicine."
Xiao Yuanshan's expression suddenly changed. "You want to imprison me in Shaolin? No way!" Xiao Feng was also surprised. With the grudge between his father and Shaolin, letting him stay in Shaolin was like sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth. How could he feel at ease?
The monk shook his head with a bitter smile. "Lay Buddhist Xiao, you misunderstood … Ah, well, when Lay Buddhist Xiao thinks it through, come to Shaolin to find me."
After answering Xiao Feng's question, the monk did not stay any longer and gradually left with the people of Shaolin.
Looking at their leaving figures, Song Qingshu was a little annoyed. He thought that this time he had completely become enemies with Shaolin. He didn't know what they would do in the future.
However, he had received the monk's kindness that day, so he had to give him some face. Moreover, he couldn't really kill them all. How to deal with the relationship with Shaolin was really a headache!
"Are you worrying about how to deal with the relationship with Shaolin in the future?" Zhao Min seemed to have guessed his worries and asked.
"Yes." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "Shaolin has a special position in the Central Plains. It is the holy land of Buddhism in many people's hearts. It is really annoying that we can't beat them or kill them."
"Isn't that easy?" The corners of Zhao Min's mouth rose slightly. "You have to figure out which ones in Shaolin are your enemies and which ones can be won over. When the time comes, you can suppress your enemies and support the faction that favors you. Isn't that good enough?"
Song Qingshu was overjoyed. "Min Min, your idea is actually similar to Taizu's!"
"Who is Taizu?" Zhao Min was startled, wondering which dynasty's Taizu she was thinking of.
Song Qingshu didn't explain and just said with a smile, "Minmin, you've solved a big problem for me. I really want to kiss you."
Zhao Min's face turned red. Only then did she realize that she was still in his arms. She hurriedly pushed him away and spat, "If you have the ability, talk to me like this in front of Zhiruo."
Song Qingshu's face stiffened, and he laughed awkwardly.
"Thank you for your help, Brother Song!" Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan walked over together and thanked him. "If you hadn't helped us today, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to escape."
"Let's not talk about Brother Xiao's friendship when the Manchurian army attacked the south. Just based on Brother Xiao's indomitable character, I have always admired Brother Xiao's indomitable spirit. Naturally, I wouldn't just stand by and watch." Song Qingshu returned the courtesy.
"Actually, with Brother Xiao's and your father's martial arts, if you weren't injured, these Shaolin masters wouldn't have been able to stop you." Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask curiously, "With Brother Xiao's martial arts and alertness, how did you get such serious injuries?"
"It's a long story …" Xiao Feng smiled bitterly. Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly fainted. Fortunately, Xiao Yuanshan and Azhu, who were next to him, held him up. Otherwise, he would have directly fallen to the ground.
It turned out that he was seriously injured. Previously, he had relied on the heroic spirit in his chest to barely hold on. Then, he fought with the Shaolin masters and had long since overdrafted his energy. Now that the danger had passed and he could relax, he naturally couldn't hold on.
Song Qingshu took his pulse. After a long time, he said to the nervous Azhu and the others, "Don't worry, he just lost too much blood. Adding to that, he forcefully circulated his energy after being seriously injured, causing him to faint. But his body's foundation is good. As long as there's someone to treat his injuries, it won't be a big problem."
At the same time, he secretly admired Xiao Feng's family's talent. It must be known that in Jianghu, there were many secret techniques of the demonic path, such as the Great Art of Burning Blood, the Art of Demonic Dissolution, etc., that could raise one's battle power in a short period of time. But Xiao Feng and his father seemed to have the bloodline of the God of War. In a life and death crisis, they could enter a berserk and bloodthirsty state. Their martial arts and battle power would be even more terrifying than usual.
The group of people brought the unconscious Xiao Feng to a nearby town to stay for the night. Xiao Yuanshan helped treat his injuries. Song Qingshu thought that Xiao Yuanshan's internal energy was deep, and that it was enough to treat Xiao Feng's injuries. So, he didn't join in the fun.
As for Azhu, she was standing at the side, wiping her sweat and taking care of Xiao Feng. Ah Zi also wanted to help, but she was called to his room by Song Qingshu.
Ah Zi revealed a hesitant expression. But it was a pity that Song Qingshu had just displayed his invincible might. She didn't dare to go against his will, so she could only come over while trembling with fear.
"Ah Zi, you've got some guts." Song Qingshu raised his teacup, sizing up the young girl who had just entered the room with a smile that wasn't a smile.
Zhao Min, who was at the side, was shocked. "You two know each other?"
Song Qingshu faintly smiled, but before he could answer, Ah Zi very cleverly ran over. "This must be Mistress. I'm Master's maid, Ah Zi. Greetings, Mistress."
Zhao Min's face flushed red. Although there was some ambiguity between her and Song Qingshu now, they hadn't broken through that layer of window paper. Being called by an outsider like this, she felt embarrassed and shy, but a faint joy rose in her heart.
Ah Zi was the best at reading people's expressions. Looking at Zhao Min's expression, she knew that her flattery was just right. Striking while the iron was hot, she squatted down beside Zhao Min and started massaging her legs.
Song Qingshu snorted in annoyance. "It's not like you haven't seen your Mistress when you were in the Golden Snake Camp. Are you going to lie with your eyes open now?"
Hearing his words, Zhao Min couldn't help but turn around and glare at him fiercely. Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he had unintentionally offended her.
"Master, you're handsome and elegant. It can be said that you're popular with thousands of girls. It's not surprising that you have many Mistresses." Ah Zi reacted very quickly.
Song Qingshu scolded in annoyance. "Where did you learn to flatter? I don't like it here."
Ah Zi saw that although he said he didn't like it, his expression couldn't help but be proud. Without any hesitation, she threw a bunch of exaggerated and gorgeous words over, making Song Qingshu dizzy.
Zhao Min, who was at the side, had a strange expression. "Where did you find this flatterer?"
"Ah Zi just said it because I felt it," Ah Zi said, "I think this girl is as beautiful as a peach and as bright as a rose. Especially between her brows, there's a heroic spirit that other girls rarely have. She's not inferior to the Mistresses of the Golden Snake Camp at all. Master, you and her are a match made in heaven …"
Her words made Zhao Min's heart tremble. She scolded with a smile.
"Alright, alright," Song Qingshu finally couldn't listen to it anymore. "Do you think that by flattering me so much, I won't punish you for the crime of running away without permission?"
"I'm wronged, Master." Ah Zi rolled her eyes. She had already thought of an excuse. "I didn't run away. I went out to look for beauties for Master."
Seeing that Zhao Min's eyes were gradually turning cold, Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not a licentious person. Why would I need you to look for beauties?"
"You're very busy every day. Naturally, you don't have time to arrange these things. But as servants, we naturally have to be clever and share Master's worries." Ah Zi quickly answered, "You're so energetic and fierce. Ordinary girls can't satisfy you. The Mistresses are busy with work and have no time to accompany you. So I volunteered to help Master find a confidante."
"You're getting more and more ridiculous." Song Qingshu glared at her fiercely.
Although Zhao Min was usually proactive and enthusiastic, she was an unmarried girl after all. Hearing that the two seemed to be talking about something related to bed, she couldn't help but blush.
Seeing that Song Qingshu seemed to be about to interrupt Ah Zi, Zhao Min suddenly said, "Miss Ah Zi, you said that you're looking for a confidante for your Master. Have you found one?"
Seeing her fake smile, Song Qingshu secretly complained. He thought that Ah Zi was really looking for trouble for him.
Hearing the unfriendliness in Zhao Min's tone and Song Qingshu's constipated expression, Ah Zi suddenly realized that it wasn't very wise for her to say these things in front of Zhao Min. Her eyes rolled and she already had a plan in mind. "I was excited before, but now I realize that I'm simply overestimating myself."
"What do you mean?" Zhao Min frowned and asked.
"I've been busy for a few months and all I've found are mediocre beauties. How can I be like you, Master, who can find a beauty like Miss Zhao so casually? If this isn't me overestimating myself, then what is it?" Ah Zi purposely put on a dejected expression.
With Zhao Min's intelligence, she naturally understood that Ah Zi was deliberately flattering her. However, these words just happened to scratch her itch. She couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite an interesting girl."
Song Qingshu was speechless. "You said that looking for a confidante is just an excuse. In reality, you're just running away."
"I'm really looking for someone for you." After seeing his power, Ah Zi knew that if he really wanted to touch her, even Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan together would not be able to save her. Moreover, the two of them might not offend him for her sake. She was so frightened that she spoke incoherently. "I can prove it to you. Azhu … Yes, Azhu is the target I'm looking for for you. Although she's not as stunning as Miss Zhao, she's still an outstanding beauty. Plus, she's my sister. We can serve you together and give you a different feeling …"
"Cough, cough, cough ~" Hearing that her words were getting more and more ridiculous, Song Qingshu hurriedly interrupted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Azhu is Brother Xiao's confidante!"
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