Translator: Transn Editor: Transn Upstairs, he felt that there were light gauze dancing everywhere and a vague figure in the depths of the room. Song Qingshu could not be rude, so he coughed to show that someone had come up.
"Who is it?" Although Ling Shuanghua was alarmed, she didn't show anything special and just asked casually.
Feeling the indifference in her tone, Song Qingshu sighed secretly. A beautiful woman was destroyed to the point that she had nothing to live for.
"I'm asked by Master Ding to visit Miss Ling." Song Qingshu thought, "If I don't use some strong medicine, how can I attract your attention?"
There was a thud, which seemed to be the sound of a stool falling to the ground. Sure enough, when Ling Shuanghua heard the news of Ding Dian, she hurriedly trotted out, opened the gauze curtain, and looked at Song Qingshu anxiously. "Which Master Ding?"
A young woman in light yellow clothes ran to him. Although her face was covered by the gauze, it could not hide the anxiety on her face. Song QingShu took a closer look and saw that there were some faint red scars on the edge of the light gauze. He sighed inwardly. Looking at the graceful figure of this woman, she must have been a great beauty before she was disfigured.
"Master Ding Dian asked me to come and ask Miss Ling a few questions." Song Qingshu bowed respectfully.
"Is he … well recently?" Ling Shuanghua's voice trembled a little.
"Uh … I'm afraid not very well." Song Qingshu thought that if his scapula was pierced, his hamstrings were cut, and he was locked in prison and tortured for several years, it would not be good. "But he won't die for the time being."
Ling Shuanghua smiled sadly. "It's all my fault. I hurt Brother Ding …"
"Miss Ling, since it has happened, it's not the time to talk about it." Song Qingshu remembered his purpose of coming and hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you want to go away with Master Ding?"
"You must have seen my current appearance. My heart has long been dead. Every day, I pray to God and Buddha, only for Brother Ding to be safe." Ling Shuanghua gently lifted a corner of her veil, revealing several hideous red scars on her snow-white face.
"Miss Ling, I have always admired the love between you and Master Ding. Do you think Master Ding will care about your appearance?" Song Qingshu frowned. Those scars were indeed a little … a little dazzling, but that shouldn't be the reason.
"Of course I know he won't despise me," Ling Shuanghua slowly sat down at the table, fiddling with a pot of flowers in front of her, a gentle smile on her lips, "It's just that I don't want him to marry such an ugly wife."
Seeing that she was obviously not being sincere, Song Qingshu could not be bothered to speak in riddles with these infatuated men and women. He directly asked, "I heard that Lord Ling had forced you to make a deadly oath back then, saying that if you ever see Ding Dian again in this lifetime, you will make your mother's soul suffer day and night in the Underworld. Miss Ling, do you know that even if you did not make this oath back then, your father would not harm Master Ding's life for the sake of the City Link Spell? "
Unexpectedly, Ling Shuanghua's expression did not change much. She only turned around and stared at Song Qingshu, "I was anxious just now, and have not asked for your name, Young Master …"
"I am Song Qingshu," Song Qingshu, who had worked hard in the business world in his previous life, was very shrewd. Seeing her expression, he knew that she was suspicious, so he briefly told her about how he appeared to be helping Ling Tuisi to induce a confession, but in reality, he had secretly reached an agreement with Ding Dian.
After matching some of the secret signals that only the two of them knew about with Ding Dian, Ling Shuanghua finally relaxed and sighed faintly, "To tell you the truth, after I learned about the City Link Spell, I realized this."
"Making an oath is a solemn thing. Since it was made because of a lie, it naturally cannot be taken seriously," Song Qingshu comforted her.
Ling Shuanghua smiled faintly. Although her appearance was ruined, the trace of elegance at the corner of her mouth still caused Song QingShu to stare blankly. "But when I swore, I swore sincerely. I was not willing to put my mother in danger."
Seeing that Song Qingshu was about to speak, Ling Shuanghua raised her hand and continued, "In fact, there is a very important reason that I have not told Brother Ding. Back then, my father betrothed me to the son of his immediate superior, the magistrate of Xiangyang and Jingxi Pacifier, Sir Lu. Because I fell in love with Brother Ding, I disfigured my face for him, which has already embarrassed my father and the Lu family. If I really leave with Brother Ding, I am afraid that I will really offend the Lu family. Even if my father is at fault, he is still my father. I do not want to cause such a big trouble for him. "
"Lv Wenhuan?" Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. This was really a little troublesome. It had been some time since he transmigrated to this world, and he had slowly figured out many things. Xiangyang had resisted the Mongolian army for many years without losing. Although it was because of the help of the martial artists led by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, the magistrate, Lv Wenhuan, was the real mainstay. Lv Wenhuan was now in charge of Jingxiang and had a lot of troops. His brother, Lv Wende, was in charge of the two rivers. Together with Yu Jie, the Sichuan Proclamation Envoy, the two brothers were known as the three largest military towns in the Kingdom of Song.
Although Ling Tuisi was also considered a high-ranking official, compared to Lv Wenhuan, he was still not at the same level. If he offended the Lv family, Ling Tuisi would basically be finished.
She really was a filial daughter. Her father was so vicious, but she still wholeheartedly thought for him … Song Qingshu shook his head. It seemed that to untie the knot in Ling Shuanghua's heart, he still had to start with her father.
"Miss Ling, are you a Buddhist or a Taoist?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked.
"Yes … I am a Buddhist." Ling Shuanghua did not understand his intention and answered doubtfully.
"Then Miss Ling must be familiar with the six paths of reincarnation. Can you explain it to me?"
Seeing that Song Qingshu was asking for guidance, Ling Shuanghua hesitated for a moment, but still said softly, "Because of the negative karma, the three realms and the six paths of reincarnation are affected by the cycle of life and death. It is just like the wheel of a wheel. If you do not seek liberation, you will forever live and die in the six paths of reincarnation …"
"There are three paths of good and three paths of evil.
The Dao is divided into three Good Dao and three Evil Dao. Then what determines whether one enters the Good Dao or Evil Dao during reincarnation? "Song Qingshu suddenly asked.
Ling Shuanghua had already somewhat understood what Song Qingshu meant. She smiled and continued, "Because of the negative karma, one has to fall into the three paths of hell, hungry ghost, and animal. Because of the negative karma, one has to be born in heaven and the human world … "
Song Qingshu bowed slightly and said, "I heard that Miss Ling's mother was a famous philanthropist in the city when she was alive. She had done good all her life, so it is impossible for her to fall into the three paths of evil. I have never heard of your mother walking the path of evil, so it is definitely not the path of Asura. What remains is the path of the human world or the path of heaven. No matter which path it is, considering the time, your mother cannot be underground right now. At that time, Miss Ling's vow was that if she ever saw Brother Ding again, her mother's soul would definitely suffer day and night in the underworld. May I ask Miss Ling, do you think that with your mother's good deeds when she was alive, she would suffer in the underworld now? "
"Of course not." Although the theory of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not think that her mother would enter the three paths of evil.
"Then isn't it settled?" Song Qingshu spread out his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." Being enlightened by him, Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from her heart. In the past, she had not realized this herself, and Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man, so he did not have such meticulous thoughts. That was why the two of them had been entangled by that oath for so many years.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling. I have a way to let you and Master Ding be a couple." Song Qingshu had finally figured out the problem between the two of them. Feeling that he had gained enough from this trip, he stood up and said his goodbyes.
"Thank you, Prince Song," Ling Shuanghua stood up and returned the bow. Ling Shuanghua stood up and returned the greeting. Seeing that even though her face was ruined, she still exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song QingShu kindly smiled and turned to leave.
"You've seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu, "How is she?"
Song Qingshu shook his head in annoyance, "You two are a pair of lovestruck men and resentful women, your first words are the same. She's doing well, but because she's been worrying too much, she's a bit thin."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian seemed to be possessed, giggling foolishly.
"Don't act cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the God Radiating Scripture."
Ding Dian suddenly became alert, "When Shuanghua and I leave the city of Jing Zhou, we will naturally give you the God Radiating Scripture."
Song Qingshu said with a smile that was not a smile, "I don't have the strength to truss a chicken, what if you go back on your word?"
"Same here," Ding Dian crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "You want me to teach you now? That's impossible."
"Fine, even if you keep your word. But I don't even know if your God Radiating Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu made a doubtful expression," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the God Radiating Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were cut by Ling Tuisi, but I'm still as lively as ever, aren't I?" Ding Dian gestured with his foot.
"You're the one who said everything, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, you give me the first half of the God Radiating Scripture first, and after I help you and Miss Ling, you give me the other half. Master Ding, I'm already making this concession out of trust in you and Miss Ling … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment, knowing that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A God Radiating Scripture is nothing. Listen carefully."
Di Yun, who was standing beside him, saw that he was about to impart martial arts to him.
"Of course not." Although the concept of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not think that her mother would enter the lower three realms.
"Then it's settled." Song Qingshu spread his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. In the past, she did not realize this herself, and Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man. He did not have such a meticulous mind, which led to the two of them being entangled by an unwarranted oath for years.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling. I have a way to make you and Master Ding a happy couple." Song Qingshu finally understood the problem between the two of them. Feeling that he had gained enough from this trip, he stood up and said his goodbyes.
"Thank you, Prince Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and bowed in return. Even with her disfigured face, she still exuded an elegant and refined aura. Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned to leave.
"You saw Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu, "How is she?"
Song Qingshu shook his head exasperatedly, "You two are a pair of lovesick men and resentful women. The first thing you say is the same. She's doing well, just a little thin because she's been worrying too much."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian chuckled like he was possessed.
"Stop acting cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the God Radiating Scripture."
Ding Dian immediately became cautious, "When Shuanghua and I leave Jingzhou City, we will naturally hand the God Radiating Scripture to you."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "I don't have the strength to even truss a chicken. What if you go back on your word?"
"Same here." Ding Dian crossed his arms and scoffed, "It's impossible for me to teach you now."
"Alright, even if you keep your word. But I don't even know if your God Radiating Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu made a doubtful expression," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the God Radiating Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were severed by Ling Tuisi, but aren't I still as lively as before?" Ding Dian stretched out his leg.
"You're the one who said it, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, teach me the first half of the God Radiating Scripture first. After I help you and Miss Ling, you can give me the other half. How about that? Master Ding, I'm already giving in like this out of trust in you and Miss Ling … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment. He knew that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A God Radiating Scripture is nothing to me. Listen carefully."
Di Yun saw that he was about to impart his martial arts to Ling Tuisi.
"Of course not." Although the concept of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not believe that her mother would enter the lower three realms.
"Then it's settled." Song Qingshu spread his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders. In the past, she did not realize this herself. Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man and did not have such a meticulous mind. That was why the two of them had been troubled by that oath for so many years.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling. I have a way for you and Master Ding to be together." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two of them. He felt that he had gained enough from this trip, so he stood up and said goodbye.
"Thank you, Prince Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and returned the greeting. Seeing that even though her face was ruined, she still exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song QingShu kindly smiled and turned to leave.
"You've seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu, "How is she?"
Song Qingshu shook his head in annoyance, "You two are a pair of lovestruck men and resentful women. The first thing you say is the same. She's doing well, just that she's a bit thin because she's been worrying too much."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian laughed foolishly as if he had been possessed.
"Don't act cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the Divine Radiant Scripture."
Ding Dian immediately became alert, "When Shuanghua and I leave the city of Jing Zhou, we will naturally hand over the Divine Radiant Scripture to you."
Song Qingshu said with a smile that was not a smile, "I don't even have the strength to truss a chicken. What if you go back on your word?"
"Same here," Ding Dian crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "You want me to teach you now? That's impossible."
"Fine, even if you keep your word. But I don't even know if your Divine Radiant Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu made a doubtful expression," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the Divine Radiant Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were cut by Ling Tuisi, but I'm still as lively as ever." Ding Dian gestured with his foot.
"You're the one who said everything, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, you give me the first half of the Divine Radiant Scripture first. After I help you and Miss Ling, you can give me the other half. Master Ding, I'm already making this concession out of trust in you and Miss Ling's character … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment. He knew that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A Divine Radiant Scripture is nothing to me. Listen carefully."
Di Yun saw that Ding Dian was about to impart martial arts to him.
"Of course not." Although the concept of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not think that her mother would enter the lower three realms.
"Then it's settled." Song Qingshu spread his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders. In the past, she did not realize this herself, and Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man. He was not as meticulous as Ling Shuanghua, which led to the two of them being entangled by the oath for years.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling. I have a way to make you and Master Ding a happy couple." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two. Feeling that he had gained enough from this trip, he stood up and said his goodbyes.
"Thank you, Prince Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and bowed in return. Even with her disfigured face, she still exuded an elegant and refined aura. Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned to leave.
"You saw Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu. "How is she?"
Song Qingshu shook his head exasperatedly, "You two are a pair of lovesick men and resentful women. The first thing you say is the same. She's doing well, just a little thin because she's been worrying too much."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian chuckled like he was possessed.
"Stop acting cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the Divine Radiant Scripture."
Ding Dian immediately became cautious, "Shuanghua and I will hand the Divine Radiant Scripture to you after we leave Jingzhou City."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "I'm too weak to do anything. What if you go back on your word?"
"Same here." Ding Dian crossed his arms and scoffed, "It's impossible for me to teach you now."
"Alright, even if you keep your word. But I don't even know if your Divine Radiant Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu put on a doubtful expression," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the Divine Radiant Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were severed by Ling Tuisi previously, but aren't I still as lively as before?" Ding Dian extended his leg to show.
"You're the one who said it, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, you teach me the first half of the Divine Radiant Scripture first. After I help you and Miss Ling, you can give me the other half. How about that? Master Ding, I'm already giving in like this out of trust in you and Miss Ling … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment. He knew that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A Divine Radiant Scripture is nothing to me. Listen carefully."
When Di Yun saw that he was about to teach her martial arts, he immediately thought of the Divine Radiant Scripture.
"Of course not." Although the concept of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not believe that her mother would enter the lower three realms.
"Then isn't it settled?" Song Qingshu spread out his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that poisonous oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." After being enlightened, Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge stone had been lifted from her heart. In the past, she had not realized this herself. Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man and did not have such a meticulous mind. That was why the two of them had been entangled by a groundless poisonous oath for so many years.
"Miss Ling, don't worry. I have a way to make you and Master Ding a happy couple." Song Qingshu had finally figured out the problem between the two of them. Feeling that he had gained enough from this trip, he stood up and said his goodbyes.
"Thank you, Prince Song," Ling Shuanghua stood up and bowed in return. Ling Shuanghua stood up and returned the greeting. Seeing that even though her face was ruined, she still exuded an elegant and refined temperament, Song QingShu kindly smiled and turned to leave.
"You've seen Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu, "How has she been recently?"
Song Qingshu shook his head in annoyance, "You two are a pair of lovestruck men and resentful women, your first words are the same. She's doing well, just that she's a bit thin because she's been worrying too much."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian laughed foolishly as if he had been possessed.
"Don't act cute," Song Qingshu coughed lightly, "Let's talk about the God Radiating Scripture."
Ding Dian immediately became alert, "When Shuanghua and I leave the city of Jing Zhou, we will naturally hand over the God Radiating Scripture to you."
Song Qingshu said with a smile that was not a smile, "I don't even have the strength to truss a chicken, what if you go back on your word?"
"Same here," Ding Dian crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "You want me to teach you now? That's impossible."
"Fine, even if you keep your word. But I don't even know if your God Radiating Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu made a doubtful expression," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the God Radiating Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were cut by Ling Tuisi, but I'm still as lively as ever, aren't I?" Ding Dian gestured with his foot.
"You're the one who said everything, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, you give me the first half of the God Radiating Scripture first, and after I help you and Miss Ling, you can give me the other half. Master Ding, I'm already giving in because I trust you and Miss Ling … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment, knowing that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A God Radiating Scripture is nothing. Listen carefully."
Di Yun, who was standing beside him, saw that he was about to impart martial arts to him.
"Of course not." Although the concept of ghosts and gods was vague, Ling Shuanghua did not think that her mother would enter the lower three realms.
"Then it's settled." Song Qingshu spread his hands, "Miss Ling, you don't have to worry about that oath anymore."
"Thank you, Prince Song, for your guidance." Ling Shuanghua felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders. In the past, she did not realize this herself, and Ding Dian was more of a Jianghu man. He did not have such a meticulous mind, which led to the two of them being entangled by a false oath for so many years.
"Don't worry, Miss Ling. I have a way to make you and Master Ding a happy couple." Song Qingshu finally figured out the problem between the two. Feeling that he had gained enough from this trip, he stood up and said goodbye.
"Thank you, Prince Song." Ling Shuanghua stood up and bowed. Even though her face was ruined, she still exuded an elegant and refined aura. Song Qingshu smiled kindly and turned to leave.
"You saw Shuanghua?" Ding Dian stood up excitedly and stared at Song Qingshu, "How is she?"
Song Qingshu shook his head in exasperation, "You two are a pair of lovestruck men and resentful women. The first thing you say is the same. She's doing well, just a little thin because she's been worrying too much."
"That's good, that's good …" Ding Dian giggled as if he was possessed by a demon.
"Don't act cute," Song Qingshu coughed, "Let's talk about the God Radiating Scripture."
Ding Dian immediately became cautious, "Shuanghua and I will hand the God Radiating Scripture to you after we leave Jingzhou City."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "I don't have the strength to even truss a chicken. What if you go back on your word?"
"Same here." Ding Dian crossed his arms and scoffed, "It's impossible for me to teach you now."
"Alright, I'll take it as you keeping your word. But I don't even know if your God Radiating Scripture can really heal my meridians. "Song Qingshu put on a doubtful look," What if I take the risk to help you, only to find out that the God Radiating Scripture has no effect on my injuries? Who am I going to cry to then? "
"My tendons were severed by Ling Tuisi previously, but aren't I still as lively as before?" Ding Dian extended his leg to show.
"You're the one who said it, I don't know if it's true or not. No way, no way." Song Qingshu frowned as he paced back and forth. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, "How about this, you give me the first half of the God Radiating Scripture first. Once I'm done with you and Miss Ling, you can give me the other half. Master Ding, I'm already giving in because I trust you and Miss Ling's character … "
Ding Dian hesitated for a moment. He knew that an empty promise would not make this cunning man work hard. "Alright, Shuanghua is the person I love the most in my life. A God Radiating Scripture is nothing. Listen carefully."
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