Niu Youdao did not stand on ceremony with him. "There's something I need you to do."
Wu Sanliang said, "Daoye, please tell me."
Niu Youdao said, "Shao Pingbo has two younger brothers who don't seem to get along with him. Go to Bei Zhou immediately and keep an eye on them. See who they interact with. Just keep an eye on them and don't get in touch with them. Wait for my news. Shao Pingbo has a younger sister. Keep an eye on her, but don't get close to her without permission. Otherwise, you might be in danger. "
He sent him again because Wei Duo was a little troublesome. His stuttering was a problem, and he would be noticed if he went out to inquire. He was only suitable to keep an eye on Shao Pingbo in the Shangqing Sect. Therefore, Niu Youdao did not ask Wu Sanliang to keep an eye on Shao Pingbo. He could only keep an eye on someone else.
Wu Sanliang nodded. "Understood."
Niu Youdao said, "You might be in danger. After all, you've shown up in Bei Zhou. Therefore, you must hide yourself well. You'd rather fail than expose yourself. Anyway, do as I said and keep an eye on the situation there. Report back to me. I'll arrange for someone to replace you. Keep this to yourself for now. Don't tell Black Peony and the others. This is also your responsibility for your own safety. "
"Okay!" Wu Sanliang nodded.
Niu Youdao smiled. "Get ready. We'll leave as soon as possible."
"Yes!" Wu Sanliang cupped his hands and left quickly.
Niu Youdao turned to Yuan Gang and said, "We'll wait for another half a month. We'll make our move!"
Yuan Gang nodded …
Bei Zhou. The lights in Lingbo Mansion were dim under the night sky. The light in the study was still on late at night.
There was a pile of documents on the desk. Shao Pingbo read through them one by one and made comments. When he was finally done, the butler, Shao Sansheng, placed a bowl of soup on the side.
Shao Pingbo drank it in one gulp and stood up to stretch his body.
Shao Sansheng reminded him, "Young Master, the Ice and Snow Pavilion hasn't done anything yet. Could it be …"
"It's nothing. Keep an eye on them. Don't relax." Shao Pingbo tilted his head and said coldly, then left the study …
Night fell. Song Mansion in Yanjing.
A plain carriage was parked outside the side door. Chen Guishuo, who was wearing a bamboo hat, jumped out and knocked on the door.
Inside the carriage, Song Shu also came out. His body still reeked of alcohol. He had just returned from his wife's side.
Although he had a wife at home, he still needed to relax a bit. Qi Guishuo Song Qin's to be with the Song family.
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When Song Shu returned to her courtyard, she called out to Madam twice, but there was no response. She turned around and asked the servant sweeping the courtyard, "Where did Madam go?"
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"She's in the room. She's probably resting." Song Shu looked at the sky.
Why was she resting at this time? He went to the bedroom. The moment he opened the door, he smelled blood. He went in and saw two corpses lying in a pool of blood.
The maid's eyes were wide open. The head of the other body was gone. Judging from the clothes, it was his wife.
Song Shu's eyes were wide open. His head was buzzing. Suddenly, a scream came from outside. "Oh no, oh no. Something happened to Master …"
Song Shu quickly dashed out of the door and ran towards the source of the screams. She saw an old woman who looked like she had gone crazy. Her face was pale as she pulled the people around her and kept shouting the same thing, "Uncle, something happened, something happened …"
The hair on Song Shu's body stood on end. With a swoosh, he pulled out his sword. With a few leaps, he flew to the courtyard where his eldest brother, Song Quan, was. He saw that the servants in the courtyard were already in a mess. Some were already crying in fear.
Song Shu rushed into the room. He saw a man in his official robe lying in a pool of blood. There were four other people beside him. Like his wife, their heads were gone.
He knew what happened. Big Brother, Big Sister-in-law, two nephews and a niece …
At this moment, the man who ran to the main courtyard to report the news shouted again.
A bad thought flashed through Song Shu's mind, and a look of panic appeared on her face. She quickly dodged and flew out of the door, landing in a restricted area in the backyard where unauthorized people were not allowed to trespass. She saw that it was also a mess here, and a group of people were crowding in front of the study room.
"Get out of the way!" Song Shu pushed through the crowd and rushed into the study. Looking at the situation in the study, she saw that there were also two people lying in a pool of blood, and they were also beheaded.
He recognized his father Song Jiuming and housekeeper Liu Lu at a glance. Song Shu's face was pale. He staggered back and leaned against the wall with his sword. His breathing was rapid.
At this time, Chen Guishuo rushed in. He said sadly, "Martial Uncle, what happened?"
Swish! Song Shu pointed his sword at him. He roared, "Speak, did you do it?"
Chen Guishuo waved his hand and retreated. "Martial Uncle, it's not me. It's not me. How could it be me? When I went out to pick you up, I saw Master returning to the mansion. The servants at the door saw it with their own eyes! In such a short time, how could I commit murder in the mansion without being discovered? "
Dang! With his sword on the ground, Song Shu glared at the trembling people at the door. He shouted, "Speak, who did it?"
The group of people retreated in fear. They shook their heads.
Song Shu rushed out and pointed his sword at them.
Chen Guishuo ran out and grabbed his arm. He shouted, "Martial Uncle, do you still need to say it? Whoever has a grudge against the Song family will be the one who killed them. To commit murder in such a short time and run around several courtyards without being seen by passersby, it's not something an ordinary person can do. "
Song Shu was stunned. Suddenly, his eyes burned with anger. "Niu Youdao!"
Chen Guishuo was speechless. Logically speaking, the Song Clan should have a lot of enemies. He wanted to give a reminder, but who would have thought that without his reminder, this person would directly guess that it was Niu Youdao's head. Chen Guishuo was a little confused as to how Niu Youdao was able to guess it. It seemed like the hatred of killing his son had never been forgotten.
"Ah!" Song Shu flung Chen Guishuo away and roared at the sky.
A loud shout came from outside. "Third Master has gone mad. He's killed someone. Third Master has gone mad. He's killed someone …"
"…" Song Shu's roar came to an abrupt halt. With a swoosh, he soared into the sky and landed on the roof beam of the Song Residence's main gate.
The pedestrians on the street had all stopped and were puzzled. Just now, someone shouted twice and then ran away. Before everyone could figure out what was going on, who would have thought that an aggressive person would jump out and stand on the door with a sword in his hand. His bloodshot red eyes looked scary, like a madman.
"Who is it! Come out, you bastard! "Song Shu looked at the street and roared. He looked like he was about to kill someone.
The people who had stopped to watch on the street retreated in fear. They then ran in all directions.
Song Shu wanted to go outside to search. It was obvious that the person who had shouted to frame him was related to the murderer.
Chen Guishuo, who had jumped up, grabbed him. "Martial Uncle, don't be impulsive."
"Let go!" Song Shu turned around and glared at him.
"Martial Uncle, this is obviously a trap. Someone wants to frame you for murder. We don't know what conspiracy is behind this. Once the government comes to arrest you, you will fall into the hands of the government … Martial Uncle, let's not talk about anything else. You know Old Master's current situation. There are political enemies who are deliberately making things difficult for you. Once you fall into the hands of the government, can you still escape? Young Master died unjustly. Master died unjustly. Old Master died unjustly. If something happens to you, the Song family won't even have anyone to avenge you. "Chen Guishuo whispered anxiously.
These words were like a bucket of ice water on his head. After thinking for a bit, Song Shu shuddered.
Chen Guishuo took the opportunity to pull him back to the courtyard. "Martial Uncle, please calm down. This is a trap. Let's leave quickly. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."
In the end, Song Shu hurriedly went back to pack up some belongings that she could take with her.
Before leaving, Song Shu knelt down in front of Song Jiuming's corpse in the study room of the Inner Residence. His face was covered in tears, and his heart was filled with regret. He hated himself for going out to have fun at a time like this in the Song family. Even if only one of him or Chen Guishuo was there, the culprit would not dare to act recklessly in fear of attracting the attention of the Guardian Magicians of the Capital City!
How hateful! Song Shu kowtowed a few times in front of Song Jiuming's corpse. He quickly got up and left, not daring to stay any longer.
An old servant with a terrified expression appeared in the courtyard. Song Shu took out a gold note and gave it to him. He said with a sorrowful expression, "Old Zhang, I'll leave the family's funeral in your hands. Go report it to the government! Tell the government that the culprit is Niu Youdao! "
"Third Master, what are you …" The old servant asked uneasily.
Song Shu did not explain. He turned around and glanced at his father's study room. He clearly understood that once his father fell, the Song family would fall apart. Without his father's influence, the Song family would completely collapse. He had no idea if he would ever have the chance to return to this family again!
"Martial Uncle!" Chen Guishuo urged from the side.
Song Shu left without hesitation. He did not care about his wife's body, nor did he care about the bodies of his father and brothers. He left with a heart full of grief and indignation.
He quietly left the city and went into the forest outside the city. Song Shu looked in the direction of his home from a high vantage point.
Chen Guishuo, who was carrying a bag on his back, said, "Let's not talk about whether there are any traps or not. It's obvious that someone wants to kill us all. Even the old master's political enemies are worried about this great hatred. I'm afraid they don't want the Song family to make a comeback. I'm afraid Yan can't stay here anymore."
Song Shu muttered to himself, "Where? Where can we go?"
For a moment, if he wanted to leave Yan, he really did not know where he should go.
Although he was a cultivator, he had always been under the protection of the Song family. He had never faced the cultivation world alone.
If he went to another country, what if Yan asked for him from another country? What would other countries do to Yan for him? Without the Song family, he seemed to be of no use to other countries.
Would he be reduced to a rogue cultivator? Or would he hide his identity for the rest of his life?
Chen Guishuo said with certainty, "Beizhou. We'll go to Shao Pingbo of the Shao family in Beizhou!"
"Shao Pingbo of Beizhou?" Song Shu turned around in surprise.
Chen Guishuo nodded. "Martial Uncle, have you forgotten the news I found a few days ago? The reason why Beizhou submitted to us is that Shao Pingbo and Niu Youdao are enemies. We and Niu Youdao are mortal enemies. Shao Pingbo will definitely take us in. "
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