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Chapter 174 Song Qingshu's Requiem

One late night, outside the dormitory of an Emei woman.

There was a loud roar of the wind, and a figure of a sculpture ran rampant in the air.

The game timeline looks chaotic and intertwined at first glance, but if you make good use of it, it is the most convenient existence.

Song Qingshu stood solemnly outside the window and peeped.

"Junior Sister Zhao... Come on, Junior Sister Zhao... Tonight you can definitely..."

Song Yuanqiao came over from time to time, seeing that his son's thieves had not changed, he just sighed, came over and hammered his son's shoulder.

"How many times have I told you, why do you still watch it? Aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?" Song Yuanqiao dragged Song Qingshu back to the forest.

"I'm used to it... this behavior is addictive, and besides, I can't forget how Uncle Qi died..." Song Qingshu's reason for peeping was too high-sounding.

"Hey... Lao Qi..." Song Yuanqiao sighed, and then clenched his fists angrily, "Chen Youliang, the dog thief, if you let me know where he is, he will be torn to pieces!"

"I agree." The father and son finally had the same understanding on one thing.

Amid grief and indignation, the trio of divine carvings descended from the sky.

As soon as Shen Diao put down the two of them, he slipped away: "You discuss it, and I will go to watch, so as not to get wind of it!"

After saying that, he flew straight to the women's dormitory.

Zhu'er cursed "color carving" as usual.

"Hey...Brother Diao is so persistent, let's go with him this time." Fang Xian didn't have enough confidence, he had done all the bad things, and he couldn't keep others from enjoying himself. The existence of the Emei Sect is really a blessing for the majority of male martial arts compatriots. .

Song Qingshu said in surprise: "It's amazing, I just got a little news and you fell from the sky, you are really amazing!"

"Well, I haven't seen that god for a long time." Fang Xian was gearing up, sure enough, this game does not waste time, and if there is progress, it will soon show clues, "Senior, what news?"

"This..." Song Qingshu took out a tattered pile of straw paper covered with yellow unknown substance from his bag, his expression was both tangled and nympho.

Fang Xianhu's eyes widened, and his expression turned serious: "This color... this yellow and black layered blurred color... Could it be..."

Song Qingshu nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"flutter……"

Spraying Zhu'er and Song Yuanqiao, Fang Xian's ability to bear has no bottom line.

Song Yuanqiao had tears in his eyes: "Son... why are you getting deeper and deeper..."

"No, no, I ran into it by accident. Peeping at the Emei women's toilet is not what I did!!!" Song Qingshu's face was full of justice, and we had reason to believe him. Still bowed his head and confessed, "It's just two or three times."

Song Yuanqiao beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Fang Xian endured his nausea and hurriedly comforted him: "Don't blame Lao Song, I asked Xiao Song to do this."

"Oh?" Song Yuanqiao saw another glimmer of light.

Seeing that it was papyrus stained with yellow traces of feces, Fang Xian had roughly guessed the clues. He and Song Qingshu hit it off, so naturally he wanted to help him offend.

"Old Song, think about it, since Zhou Zhiruo and Yue Buqun are accomplices, they must communicate with each other regularly, right? If I come back suddenly, there should be someone to take care of me, right?"

"It makes sense..." Song Yuanqiao thought about it for a while, but was still puzzled, "But what does this peek into the women's toilet have to do with it?"

"People have three urgencies. Maybe when Zhou Zhiruo received the letter from Fei Ge, she suddenly felt anxious to shit. After the sloppy, she didn't bring any paper, so she had to use this secret book as straw paper. The secret book was full of shit, so she didn't dare to destroy it. Now, just throw it in the latrine, this way, don’t we have a chance!!” Fang Xian’s words made him want to vomit, there is no such crooked reasoning.

However, Song Yuanqiao's expression froze: "There is a reason!"

Zhu'er's face twitched: "Song Daxia, are you born to be persuaded? Believe it all!!!"

But Song Qingshu was surprised and admired: "Brother Tian is really a fortune teller!! This is all expected!!!!"

Zhu'er was powerless to complain: "Okay..."

Fang Xian himself must admire himself, he can expect so much just by relying on straw paper covered with feces-yellow substance...Of course, he must also thank Senior Song Qingshu for his consistent peeing, which gave him room to play.

Song Qingshu began to talk eloquently: "That day, I was on the skylight of the women's bathroom... Oh no, that day, I was practicing sword with Zhiruo by her side, and suddenly saw a white dove flying over from the sky, Zhiruo looked flustered, and hurriedly told me to do other things. I thought to myself, there must be something hidden in flying pigeons to pass on letters for no reason! So I hid secretly by the side, and got a glimpse of this witch's plot."

Fang Xian: "Senior said that I am hungry and thirsty, and disgusted, so let's pick the important ones and talk about it."

"Yes, yes." Song Qingshu continued with a full face of justice, "I saw that the witch just opened the secret letter, and suddenly looked shy, frowning, clutching her belly and groaning, the tip of her tongue slightly..."

"The bastard is serious!!!" Song Yuanqiao blushed and cursed angrily.

"Yes, yes." Song Qingshu continued to be righteous after being scolded, "Then she left in a hurry, I thought to myself, how could such a good opportunity be missed! So I followed. But in the end, my son was confused, I saw Zhiruo rushing into the women's toilet in a hurry..."

Song Yuanqiao's attitude improved and he consoled him: "It's worth sacrificing your reputation for a big event! I'm a very old man and I guarantee that everyone here will keep it a secret for you."

"Yes, yes." After being comforted, Song Yuanqiao continued to be righteous, "My son thought the same way at the time. For the righteousness of the martial arts, it's nothing for me to spy on the women's toilet! I made a quick decision, knew the way, and jumped up to the hut with ease, lurking by the skylight. "

Zhu'er: "Why are you so familiar with the road...why are you so familiar with driving... If you spare a lot of time, it's still a hut!"

"Don't interrupt, I enjoyed listening to it!" Fang Xian waved his arms and stopped drinking, as if his whole body was involved, "Senior, continue to talk, choose the exciting one."

"Yes." Song Qingshu was still full of justice after being encouraged, "I looked down from the skylight and saw Zhiruo rushing into the toilet!"

Spider: "Did you really read it... did you really read it..."

Fang Xian: "Mascot, you are doing better and better. I can't live without you."

"Really, really." After defending, Song Qingshu continued to be righteous, "Just as I was wondering whether to show up and snatch it, I heard Zhiruo groan—'Oh, I forgot to bring the paper!'. At that time, I was anxious I can't wait to go down and pass the paper to her, just to keep this secret letter. It's a pity that I'm still too indecisive, Zhi Ruo is the leader of the faction, how can I let them know that I didn't bring paper to the toilet! It's too late to say, At that moment, Zhiruo frowned, clutched the secret letter in her hand, and slapped it!"

"Oh... what a pity!" Fang Xian completely substituted.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Song Qingshu continued to be righteous after the pity, "I saw that she wiped it once and didn't wipe it clean, so she folded the secret letter and wiped it again!"

Fang Xian beat his chest and stamped his feet: "It's too cruel, too cruel!"

"Yes, yes." Song Qingshu said with anger and blood spurting, of course, he continued to be righteous, "Two rubbings were not enough, and she actually folded that little straw paper for the third time! It was only the size of a fingernail. The toilet paper, just wiped it for the third time!"

"Huh... so disgusting..." Even the spider was brought in this time.

"It's just that this time it didn't go so smoothly... Zhiruo suddenly screamed, and looked at her fingers, she had accidentally got a little bit on it."

Song Yuanqiao was shocked: "It's actually stained, it's really disgusting!"

"That's right, it was stained, and it was this stain that gave me a chance!" Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, "After being stained with feces, Zhiruo was shocked and threw the toilet paper into the latrine in a hurry , she picked up her skirt and went out to find water! In desperation, she didn’t destroy the secret message!”

"Oh?! Great opportunity!" Fang Xian raised his arms and called out.

"Heroes see the same thing!" Song Qingshu's face flashed fiercely, "The Buddha said, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?! It must be the righteousness of the world, so what if I step into the cesspit of the women's toilet by myself!! !"

Song Yuanqiao was about to cry when he heard that: "Good son, sacrifice your life for righteousness, father is proud of you!"

Song Qingshu's expression was decisive: "I was worried that Zhou Zhiruo would think of this later and come to clean up the latrine, so she jumped into the latrine from the skylight without hesitation. As soon as I entered, my feet slipped and I fell into the latrine in a daze. …”

"..." Everyone was silent.

"Even if I fall and eat shit, even if the smell is stinky, even if I am having a good time, I have not fainted. For the sake of martial arts, I will hold on! And then I..." (deleted here to consider the emotions of some readers Go to 524 words)
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"I was born and died for it!" Song Qingshu's eyes were full of blood and tears, holding the yellow-stained straw paper like holding the holy grail.

"Senior, you've worked hard!" Fang Xian was filled with emotion as he listened to this earth-shattering Requiem, "Now, can you tell me what's on it?!"

"Up here..." Song Qingshu shuddered, "There's only shit..."

"..." Everyone was silent for a long time again.

Fang Xian was already about to cry: "Senior, what you describe is vivid and shocking, but in the end, it's just a pile of shit?"

Song Qingshu shook his head sadly and desolately: "Yes, there is only shit on it. I have wiped it repeatedly, looked at the sun, poured water on it and baked it with fire, but I can't see a word except shit, it's still shit."

"Is this the news I've been waiting for..." Fang Xian sighed dejectedly, "Forget it, just listen to a passionate story, and it's not a loss."

"Yeah..." Song Qingshu agreed, then stuffed the shit back into his bag.

"Why do you keep it?!" Song Yuanqiao questioned.

"This...take it back and do some research, maybe we can make new discoveries." Song Qingshu scratched his head in sweat.

"Throw it away!" Song Yuanqiao finally came to his senses, "Son, don't get trapped deeper and deeper. If you go on like this, what kind of existence will you have at my age?!"

"But...but, this has research value, and it still has a smell." Song Qingshu clutched the papyrus tightly and refused to let it go.

"If you don't throw it away, I'll help you! It's a son's fault and I can't let you make the same mistake again." Song Yuanqiao shouted angrily, grabbed Song Qingshu's fist, and pulled it.

“No, no, throw it away in two days!!”

Comparing Song Qingshu's kung fu to that of his father, after all, it is still a little sparse. In addition, Song Qingshu did not dare to use force for fear of breaking the straw paper. This poor secret letter was snatched away by Song Yuanqiao in just two moves.

"Son, forget about this." Song Yuanqiao sighed sadly, and with a wave of his big arm, the straw paper was torn into pieces and fluttered in the wind.

Song Qingshu wants to cry but has no tears.

Fang Xian looked at this curious scene: "It's really flying shit..."

Seeing this scene, Zhu'er was startled suddenly: "Wait...this paper...I know it!"

(End of this chapter)