Song Qingshu got dressed, and as soon as he got out of bed, he felt that his steps were vain, and he thought that it was really fatal, and the red face and disaster water really deserved his reputation.

Looking back at Zhou Zhiruo lying there weakly, Song Qingshu squatted down and brushed his fingers over her face, "Lady, I love you so much, how could I be willing to kill you, rest assured, your internal strength will almost recover after dawn." ”

No matter how big the anger is, it has been tossed six times, and it is almost extinguished, Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him with a complicated expression, and said coldly: "You will regret it." ”

"Even if the last one dies at your hands, I will never regret it. Song Qingshu kissed her lips, picked up her luggage and walked out, seemed to remember something when she went out, turned around and said: "Don't blame me for reminding you, now except for you and me, no one else knows what happened tonight, you won't be so stupid to tell the truth to Zhang Wuji, right?"

Time passed slowly, the sky began to whiten, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes opened, and she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, the numbness and pain from below made her almost lie down again, looking at the white delicate body full of traces of joy, Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the bed board casually, gritted her teeth and said: "Song Qingshu, I will definitely let you die a good death." ”

"Yawn!" Song Qingshu, who was dozens of miles away, sneezed, looked up at the sky, and said with a wry smile: "That woman is probably already awake, is my behavior too wolf-hearted?"

The reason why Song Qingshu deliberately humiliated her like that was actually completely to arouse Zhou Zhiruo's hatred for herself, lest she commit suicide in despair and despair.

Although she knew that if Zhou Zhidao caught herself, she would definitely be dead, if she really had something with Zhang Wuji, she might really be ruthless to get rid of her to prevent future troubles, and now she knows that she is her first man, where can she do it.

Besides, even if he is a ruthless person, he is not a stupid person, he clearly considered that killing Zhou Zhi would do more harm than good before letting her go.

For example, if Zhou Zhiruo will quietly chase and kill herself today, she will not dare to speak out; on the contrary, if she kills Zhou Zhiruo and she disappears again, then she will become the biggest suspect, and everyone in the world will think that she killed her wife, not to mention Zhang Wuji and the endless pursuit of the Emei faction, people all over the world will spit on her, and then her reputation will be completely stinky.

Don't underestimate the word reputation, in the ancient world, with a bad reputation, I'm afraid I won't be able to turn over for the rest of my life, you don't see that no matter what Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, does, a large number of people jump out to pull his hind legs, which is the inevitable result of infamy. Song Qingshu still wants to make a big difference in today's troubled times, how could he be so unwise and bear the notoriety of killing his wife?

Song Qingshu estimated that Zhou Zhiruo was already on the way to hunt him down, and he had mentioned the four great doctors in the world, and Zhou Zhiruo should have guessed that he was going to find them to treat the meridians.

Hu Qingniu is dead, the remaining three major divine doctors, Kaifeng's Ping Yizhi is the closest to here, followed by Xue Divine Doctor in Songzhou City, and the whereabouts of the poisonous hand medicine king are the most secretive, ordinary people don't know where to find him, but this is difficult for Song Qingshu, as a modern person, he is familiar with the plot of the golden book, he knows very well that Yaowangzhuang is in the White Horse Temple in the Dongting Lake Basin, Wuchang-Yueyang area, and the specific location is to find it after he has passed.

If Zhou Zhi is not unexpected, he will definitely go to Kaifeng and Songzhou first, and he will look for the ethereal Yaowangzhuang at the last time, he should be safe in a short period of time, Song Qingshu was determined in his heart, and strode towards Dongting Lake.

After half a month of traveling, Song Qingshu finally came to the vicinity of the Dongting Lake basin and inquired about the location of the White Horse Temple in many cities, and the people who were asked said that they had never heard of this place.

Hungry and thirsty all the way, Song Qingshu found a restaurant in the town, ordered wine and food, and thought about his future while drinking stuffy wine.

It's no wonder that he is depressed, not to mention whether the poisonous hand medicine king can cure his meridians, and now he can't even find the White Horse Temple, plus the ghost knows how far the plot of "Snow Mountain Flying Fox" has developed, if the poisonous hand medicine king Master Wuzhi is dead, he really wants to cry without tears.

There is no ecstasy like the general crossing crowd, Song Qingshu crossed into this chaotic world, just glad that he picked up a life, but he has no feelings for this world, the world is big, he is like a passerby, unrelated (he has never regarded Song Yuanqiao as his father, not to mention that the Wudang faction has long since severed the relationship with Song Qingshu because of the matter of Mo Shenggu, and his own meridians are also due to the Wudang faction), speaking of which, the closest person is the nominal wife Zhou Zhiruo, but she is now chasing and killing herself in the Manchu world。

With a wry smile, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that life was full of gloom and lifeless.

"Get up and give up your seat to Uncle Ben. With a bang, one foot stepped on the bench next to Song Qingshu, and a knife was also pestled on the table like a demonstrative.

In the world of martial arts, the restaurant is really an eventful place. Song Qingshu thought depressedly, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to him, and looked at the other empty tables, Song Qingshu stared strangely at the few big and five thick men around him: "Isn't there a vacant space next to it?"

"Lao Tzu just wants to sit in your position. The man who was obviously the leader said, "You have a good scenery here, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, and save yourself from being beaten." ”

Several other men teased each other and said, "Our boss hates this kind of oily and powdery boy the most, and today he is unlucky." ”

"This kid, who looks like a rabbit, must have eggs in his pocket. ”

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Song Qingshu smiled, he was so down-and-out, it was just a matter of being bullied by a first-class character like Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo, and now even some ruffians and hooligans came to pee on their heads.

From the experience of his previous life, he had at least four or five ways to avoid conflict in this situation without being too cowardly. However, since he crossed over, there has always been a sense of depression in his heart, and after discovering that this is the world world composed of Jin Yong's novels, he has a hazy sense of unreality, in his opinion, the characters in this world world are just some low-level creatures.

As soon as she woke up, she found that the meridians were broken, and then the nominal wife had a concubine with other men, touching her body, she had to hunt down and kill herself all over the world, and now if she bowed her head to this kind of passerby-like NPC, then she would really be a shame for the traverser.

Song Qingshuyun smiled lightly, no longer paying attention to the ruffians around him, and took a slow sip of the wine glass.

"Yo-heh!" the ruffian leader laughed, slapping his glass to the ground. Song Qingshu was not angry, picked up a shrimp with chopsticks, and slowly sent it to his mouth.

"Damn!" the ruffian next to him found that he was being ignored, his face twitched, and he picked up the whistle stick with the thick arm of the child next to him and hit him on the back with a stick.

"Poof!" Song Qingshu was beaten to a stagger, and the sip of wine he had just drunk also squirted out, and there was still a trace of blood between them. He was ready to be beaten just now after making this decision, some things may seem ridiculous to others, but he must stick to them.

Of course, he is not a fool, if he is still north of the Yangtze River, he will not dare to be so reckless. It is expected that now in the prosperous area of the Great Song Dynasty, unlike the war-torn north, the deterrent power of the government here still exists, and these ruffians will beat themselves up at most, but they don't have the courage to kill themselves in public.