Song Qingshu turned his head and saw that it was Ruan Xingzhu's personal servant, Pearl. He quickly asked, "How is your mistress?"
Pearl smiled, "Young master, do not worry. Just follow me."
Seeing her smile, Song Qingshu's worry lessened. At the same time, he became more suspicious. He followed her to a small room in the courtyard next door.
The door slowly opened. A voluptuous figure was sitting behind the curtain. Who else could it be but Lady Ruan?
"Are you alright?" Song Qingshu was surprised. He rushed over and looked her up and down. He could not see any signs of injury.
"Do you want something to happen to me?" Ruan Xingzhu said softly. Seeing him so nervous, she, who had long passed the age of a young girl, felt as sweet as a young girl in love.
"Of course not," Song Qingshu hurriedly explained, "I just heard everyone say that you were attacked by an assassin. I also saw the doctors go in and out of your room, carrying many bloody cloths …"
"That was just my substitute," Ruan Xingzhu replied. "Originally, I was just in case. I did not think that I would actually save my life. The assassin sneaked in without anyone noticing, but he accidentally hit me."
"How is your substitute?" Song Qingshu never thought of himself as a gentleman, but he could not ignore the lives of ordinary people.
"He was heavily injured. I do not know if he can make it." Ruan Xingzhu's tone was very calm. For a large family like hers, preparing a substitute was a very normal thing. In the beginning, she had already prepared to sacrifice a substitute. Naturally, there was nothing to be surprised about.
"I have some Heaven Fragrance Intermittent Ointment here. It is very effective in treating external injuries. Give it to the substitute." Song Qingshu took out a porcelain bottle and gave it to Pearl. He traveled the Jianghu and carried all kinds of spiritual medicine with him in case of emergencies.
Pearl quickly took the bottle and went to the courtyard next door. Ruan Xingzhu could not help but say, "You are very kind."
"I will save as many as I can." Song QingShu sighed. In this chaotic world, human lives were like grass. He could only do his best to help those he could. In fact, this was also the reason why he wanted to fight for the world. As someone who had come from a peaceful era, he could not bear to see ordinary people destitute in the endless chaos of war.
"By the way, where did the assassin come from? Do you know?" asked Song Qingshu.
"The people who want to kill me are either from Yang Juyuan's faction or the Jia family. If they can hire an assassin like that, then the rest of Yang Juyuan's motley crew obviously cannot do it. That leaves only Jia Shidao." Because of Han Xingzhou, Ruan Xingzhu did not like Jia Shidao at all.
Song QingShu furrowed his brows and asked, "Where did that assassin come from? How was he able to sneak into the heavily guarded Yang Manor without a sound, and even escape after successfully assassinating them?" That was what he could not figure out. Ruan Xingzhu had already strengthened the defenses. Although the guards of the Yang House were not as strong as the guards of the palace, the Yang House was much smaller than the palace, so it was easier to defend. So, for the assassin, it was not as easy as an assassination in the palace. But the assassin had sneaked in under such tight defenses.
"That person's Qinggong is too good. I am afraid he is one of the best in the world. That is why the guards of the house could not stop him," answered Ruan Xingzhu.
Song QingShu nodded inwardly. He had experienced this the most. Many times he had ventured into the tiger's den, he had relied on his peerless Qinggong to break through impossible situations.
"But that is why his identity was exposed." Ruan Xingzhu sneered.
"Oh? Who is he? " Song QingShu was also very curious. Looking at the experts of Qinggong in the present age, those who were worthy of the title of "Unfathomable" aside from himself were Dongfang Muxue, Wei Yixiao, and so on. However, no matter how he thought about it, these people could not be assassins.
"His Qinggong is great, but he is not famous. I am afraid it is the Wandering Soul from the Mansion of Spirits," answered Ruan Xingzhu.
"The Mansion of Spirits?" Song Qingshu had a strange look on his face. Why did it sound so familiar?
"The Mansion of Spirits is a mysterious organization that has risen in the past two years. It has been hiding underground for a long time. It is normal that you have not heard of it," explained Ruan Xingzhu. "There are many retired masters in the Mansion. Many people are wanted in the Mansion of Spirits, so they hide in the Mansion of Spirits. I only found out about their existence because my caravans are well-informed. Two days ago, I received news that people from the Mansion of Spirits had entered the Chuan River, so I was able to confirm that the assassin was the Wandering Soul."
"Don't tell me the leader of the Mansion of Spirits is called Big Boss?" Song Qingshu asked suspiciously.
Ruan Xingzhu shook her head. "No one knows who the leader of the Mansion of Spirits is. Even the Ruan family, the number one royal merchant in the world, only knows of their existence by chance. There are only two people in the Mansion of Spirits who have contact with the outside world. One is called the Wandering Soul. His Qinggong is like a ghost, like a wandering ghost. The other is called the Soul Collector. It is said that his swordsmanship is unfathomable, like a soul collector from hell. These two people are in charge of welcoming people from the outside into the Mansion of Spirits and are in charge of some of the external business of the Mansion of Spirits."
Song Qingshu did not remember who exactly was in the Mansion of Spirits. He did not know if this Mansion of Spirits was the one in "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng" that he remembered.
In fact, there had already been some characters like Huang Yi and Gu Long in this world, so it was not surprising that there was another Mansion of Spirits. In his opinion, it was very likely that some of the big bosses had dreamt of this mysterious world. However, each of them had only seen one side of this world. Naturally, many people and organizations that had existed in Jianghu had been left behind in their novels. After all, the world was so big, and novels could not record every single one of them.
This was also the only reasonable explanation Song Qingshu could find for this chaotic world after thinking about it for a long time.
"I have never had any grudges against the Mansion of Spirits. This time, the Wandering Soul is here. Someone must have offered a very high price." Ruan Xingzhu sneered.
Song Qingshu was confused. "How do you know it was Jia Shidao? You know he has many masters under his command. Why would he need to go through the Mansion of Spirits? Is he also in control of the Mansion of Spirits? " As far as he knew, Jia Shidao could control the masters of the Guild of Chivalry. There were countless men of sacrifice in the Prime Minister's Mansion, as well as the masters of the Song Mountain Sect and other evil sects.
"Not necessarily," Ruan Xingzhu replied. "I used to work for Prime Minister Han, so I know the rules of the game for these people. Destroying the body is actually the worst way to go. Unless there is no other choice, they usually won't do it because it will cause endless trouble and give their political enemies a chance to talk. But if they really have to do it, they have to do it cleanly. They can't let themselves be involved in it. So, they will never use their power in the open or in the dark. That way, if they find out, they will be able to get away with it. So, this time, he must be the one who invited the Mansion of Spirits. "
Song Qingshu could not help but say, "Then, won't you be in danger in the future?"
"Don't worry. After all, the Ruan family and the Yang family have been standing for so many years. Now that we are on guard, how can they succeed so easily?" Ruan Xingzhu replied. "And this time, I can pretend to be seriously injured to fool Jia Shidao and the Mansion of Spirits. They will think that I will die, and naturally, they will not come again."
"That's good. But guarding against thieves for a thousand days is not a long-term solution. It is best to solve the problem from the root," Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly and said, "The root is Jia Shidao. It is not that easy to get rid of him. Besides, the Mansion of Spirits is very mysterious. No one knows who is there, where they are, and how to solve the problem."
Song Qingshu was suddenly shocked because he thought of something. In the original book, the leader of the Mansion of Spirits was the Wooden Taoist, an elder of the Wudang Sect. Because he married and had children in his early years, he could not inherit the position of the sect leader. So, he held a grudge and gathered a large number of outlaws in the Jianghu, trying to kill all of his enemies at the inauguration ceremony of the Wudang Sect leader and become the sect leader.
This world has the Wudang Sect, but I wonder if there is a Wooden Taoist?
Song Qingshu hurriedly asked, "Madam, do you know if anything happened in the Wudang Sect recently?"
Ruan Xingzhu looked strange. "There is one thing. In about half a month, the Wudang Mountain will hold the inauguration ceremony of the new sect leader. Zhenren Zhang will officially pass the position of the sect leader to the second disciple, Yu LianZhou."
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