Chapter 23： Great Prophet Jin Yong

"My fair lady, gentlemen are so sweet. It's not surprising that Mr. Murong is so enthusiastic about a crystal-like sister-in-law." Song Qingshu turned his head and laughed.

"Uncle~" Mrs. Hu scolded, her voice was delicate and greasy, and Song Qingshu's bones were so brittle, "You're joking again, I have the posture of a willow, and that Wang girl is much more beautiful, how can Mr. Murong be like you? Said...as said."

"In my mind, sister-in-law is much prettier than Miss Wang." Song Qingshu saw Mrs. Hu raised her eyebrows and was about to explode, so she quickly changed the subject, "Master Murong probably wanted to break into Wang's treasure."

"Uncle also knows about Chuang Wang's treasure?" Mrs. Hu was startled, this was the biggest secret in her heart, and she didn't have time to care about his previous frivolous and teasing words.

"My sister-in-law forgot that I am known as the best of the world. There are really few major events in the world that I don't know." Song Qingshu smiled mysteriously.

"Did uncle also have the idea of breaking into the king's treasure?" Mrs. Hu felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly suspected the real purpose of the other party's approaching her.

"Of course!" Song Qingshu's answer made Mrs. Hu feel cold, "I will use this treasure in the future."

Noticing Mrs. Hu's ugly face, Song Qingshu knew what she was thinking at the moment, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, we met by chance. And I already know where the treasure is, so there is no need for sister-in-law to worry that I have other purposes."

"Do you know where the treasure is?" Madam Hu exclaimed, "It's impossible."

It's rare to see Mrs. Hu, who always smiles in a low voice, with such an exciting expression. Song Qingshu took a hard look, and said with a half-smile: "I've already said that I'm a Jianghu Baixiaosheng. Although the exact location is unclear, the general direction is me. I still know, and I should be able to find out when I get there. Why, is my sister-in-law planning to kill me to silence her?"

Madam Hu sighed faintly: "I don't even know how you know so much at such a young age."

"One day when I was young, I met a Taoist wandering in the sky. He saw that my bones were amazed and I had extraordinary knowledge... so he couldn't help talking to me," Song Qingshu continued, shaking his head with a pretentious look, "He also said that he He is a god, he told me many stories, let me remember them well."

Madam Hu asked with an obvious disbelief, "Did he say what his name is?"

"He seems to be called Jin Yong." Song Qingshu looked a little strange.

"Jin Yong?" Mrs. Hu thought carefully, "I've never heard of such a character in Jianghu." She thought that Song Qingshu didn't want to tell the truth, and it was too late to ask further questions.

"Xiangzhong is so big, where should we go first?" Mrs. Hu didn't want to continue talking about Chuang Wang's treasure, but also had a headache why Song Qingshu knew, so she had to talk about other things.

"Of course it's Jingzhou!" Song Qingshu said confidently.

With previous experience, Mrs. Hu believed in Song Qingshu's judgment from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't say anything anymore. The two of them came to Jingzhou all the way, and Song Qingshu kept thinking about how to find the Divine Light Sutra.

"First of all, we must know where the plot of "Lianchengjue" has developed." Song Qingshu thought about it carefully, and the way to judge is to see if there is Ding Dian in the prison in Jingzhou, and if there is one, he has been locked up for several years.

When Song Qingshu told Mrs. Hu about the idea of exploring the Jingzhou prison, Mrs. Hu looked embarrassed: "Uncle, I'm afraid you don't know. Now Mongolia and Song are on the front line of Xiangyang, and Jingzhou is related to the logistics of Xiangyang city." The lifeline is an important military town, and there are no less than 100,000 troops stationed nearby. I am afraid that the prison in Jingzhou Mansion is not so easy to break into."

Now it was Song Qingshu's turn to be stunned. In his impression, those martial arts masters in the novel, let alone a prison cell, could come and go freely in the palace. Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

"Let's go and have a look, what if the defense is not as strict as we imagined." Song Qingshu encouraged without giving up.

Mrs. Hu couldn't beat him, so she had to agree: "Okay, but uncle has to promise me, don't be impulsive when the time comes, you are not in good health now, if something happens, I'm afraid I can't protect you."

"I know, I know, I'm not a fool." Song Qingshu nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

The two went all the way to explore the prison in Jingzhou Mansion, and looked it up from afar, both of them changed their expressions, only seeing soldiers patrolling everywhere, the guards were extremely strict.

Mrs. Hu was concerned about Song Qingshu's injury. Hearing that there was a person inside who knew the whereabouts of the Shenzhao Sutra, she secretly made up her mind, turned around and said to Song Qingshu: "Uncle, stay here for a while, I'll go check it out."

The two are now very close to each other, smelling the faint fragrance from the beautiful woman beside him, Song Qingshu's heart fluttered, and he quickly said: "Sister-in-law, don't take risks!"

"It's okay, I'm just going to investigate." Mrs. Hu turned her head and smiled charmingly, and in the blink of an eye, she was approaching the prison like a wisp of smoke.

Song Qingshu was a little fascinated by the smile that was displayed at that moment, thinking what happened to him, he was also used to seeing beautiful women, how could the other party's every frown and smile seduce him now?

Madam Hu was as light as a swallow, and every time she counted the gaps between the patrolling soldiers and approached step by step, Song Qingshu soon lost sight of her.

"The lightness kung fu of the Ancient Tomb Sect is really extraordinary." Song Qingshu sighed secretly, and not long after, there was a sound of clothes ripping through the air, and Mrs. Hu had returned to him.

"How?" Seeing her ugly face, Song Qingshu knew that it might not be good news.

I saw a hint of worry on Madam Hu's beautiful face: "I just checked carefully, and the defense line outside the prison is okay, but the prison itself is designed with only one entrance, and the entire cell is hidden underground. It's here to guard against those of us martial arts people who come and go. The entrance is heavily guarded, and there is no way to enter unless you force your way."

Song Qingshu understands that it is unrealistic to break into it by force. Now this is a living world. The government is not as non-existent as in the novel. Moreover, Jingzhou Mansion is an important military town, and it is heavily guarded on weekdays. If something happens to the prison, the nearby garrison can catch up at any time. Come and help. Although Mrs. Hu's martial arts are not weak, it is still impossible to break into the prison and save someone.

But if you don't enter the cell, you don't know if Ding Dian is there, and you don't know where the plot of Liancheng Jue has developed...

"Wait, if you just want to know the development of the plot, you don't need to start from the prison." Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Song Qingshu's mind, and he pulled Mrs. Hu to turn around and leave.

Madam Hu got angry for a while, thinking why Uncle is always so hands-on. Fortunately, after getting along for such a period of time, she has long understood that Song Qingshu's behavior is different from ordinary people, and she doesn't seem to have any concept of the defense between these men and women. After several times of suffering together, Madam Hu also knows that his actions are just natural, there is no For other evil thoughts, he was allowed to hold his own wrist and did not erupt.