The Underworld Detective

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The chief patriarch slowly caressed the long beard and said in a full-bodied voice: "Xiaoting, I often tell you that everything is determined by heaven. There is no such thing as completeness under the sky. You will lose both. Why? "

Song Heting said, "But the patriarch, Wen Song is about to go extinct. How can I not worry?"

The chief patriarch said: "The Jiangbei Candao is the Song family's lifelong enemy. The Song family almost destroyed the family several times. Even if the torturer Song Ci tried his best, he failed to cut it out! Song Yang is this thousand years Coming to the generation closest to Song Ci, maybe this is God ’s will, to let Jiangbei's residual sword be eliminated in this generation. Xiaoting, you do n’t have to be too obsessed. There are many things in this world that are more important than blood heritage. Do n’t forget It's the Song family's duty to punish injustice and violent punishment. They are all in this old mountain forest. They keep the incense, but they do n’t enter the world with amazing skills. What is the difference between our generation and snakes? "

Song Heting said, "Patriarch, I did not say that he would not be allowed to deal with the Jiangbei Remnant Sword, but I just wanted to add more insurance to protect the continuity of my tribe!"

The chief patriarch shook his head slightly: "Let it be, let Song Yang choose it, Song Yang ..."

Upon hearing my name, I immediately promised: "Big patriarch!"

The chief Patriarch said: "Being out there and being careful, Jiangbei Residual Sword is not your enemy alone, but also the enemy of the entire Song family. Remember that a single tree cannot be a forest, the Song family will always be your strongest backing."

I respectfully answered, "I remember, Patriarch."

The Chief Patriarch said lightly, "You all get up, I should go back to rest, too."

Then he turned away and left until he disappeared on the mountain road, and the people straightened up. Song Heting's look seemed a little unwilling, but the chief patriarch had already let go, and she was helpless and slowly said, "Song Yang, rest early tonight, I will send you out of the mountain tomorrow morning!"

I said, "Aunt, I've just offended more."

She waved her hand and said, "Don't say anything, I also have something wrong, okay, let's go back and rest!"

The people dispersed, and we returned to the Song family's old house. Song Jie fell to the ground, unconscious, and was beaten by Song Heting. The entire living room completely collapsed. It turned out that they had broken the pillars when they were fighting. What a fierce battle?

There was no speech overnight, and the next morning, Song Xingchen and I packed up and started to leave. The village head arranged for a boy named Song Shichao to drive us. He was older than me and lower in rank than me. Although he was called my uncle, I was not used to it.

Song Shichao drove an off-road vehicle and put our luggage on the car. There was not much luggage, as long as it was a local specialty sent by the villagers, dried bamboo shoots, bacon, preserved fruit and so on. It ’s difficult for others to get on with it, I really ca n’t quit, I thought I could handle this bunch of trains.

Many people came to see him off. He didn't see Song Heting alone. Song Jie said, "My mother didn't sleep all night last night. She kept sighing and sighing, alas, my mother is so worried!"

I said, "Well, if she doesn't come, I don't know what to say to my aunt."

Song Jie said with a smile on her tongue: "Fortunately, I don't need to marry you. In the future, I'll call your cousin better, or what's better for you. I think it's very twisted."

I scratched my nose mysteriously: "You already have a heart, right?"

Song Jie's cheeks turned red, and he fisted at me: "Nonsense, who has a heart." With this on his mouth, his eyes gave a sneaky glance at Song Xingchen.

At the intersection, Song Jie said, "Be careful on the road. I will come to the city to play with you when I have time. If my mother let me go!"

I promised, sitting next to Song Xingchen, whispering, "Will you have nothing to say to her?"

Song Xingchen answered bluntly, "No!"

I urged him to say: "Let's sue the individual if I have nothing to say. This time I will go back. I don't know when I can meet."

Song Xingchen was still indifferent. Although there was no expression on his face, his fingers kept fiddleling with the decoration on the scabbard, as if there were thousands of words but he didn't know how to speak.

I ordered him to go down and tell the individual, Song Xingchen got out of the car.

The two stood at the intersection and spoke for a long time, and then Song Jie rushed into Song Xingchen's arms, strewn like a child. Song Xingchen was uncharacteristically unpredictable. He didn't even know where to put it, and whispered something.

Looking at this scene from the mirror, I couldn't help but smile. This trip came through thousands of obstacles, but everything is more important than this moment.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, there were countless winners on earth!