Chapter 13: Uncle

Hearing him so admire his father, Hu Fei is also very happy, but see the mother's smile, eyes rolled, "Who knows if you see our mother and son, only deliberately say good things about my father." "Not also not!" Song Qingshu looked solemn, his tone was hairy and natural: "In today's world, the title of warrior seems to be full of streets. But really call the warrior, I only agree with two and a half?" "Oh, there are so many heroes in the world, I wonder which two and a half have this honor?" Mrs. Hu was also interested by him and changed her previous cold and icy look. "The town of Xiangyang Guo Jing Guo, for the country and the people, the warrior deserves it." Song Qingshu heart but in search of, unfortunately, his energy is spent on national affairs, the family is not a little derelict. "Great Warrior Guo is indeed a great warrior of his generation." Both mother and son nodded their heads. "The remaining half," Song Qingshu deliberately sold, said, "belongs to the god in the snow beggar Wu Liuqi, really did receive a meal of grace, never forget, really is the sea of strange men." As for why is half, because Song Qingshu can not pinpoint this era of Wu Liuqi is Jin Yong's Wu Liuqi, or the history of the Wu Liuqi. "Although I have not heard of this person, but as you said, he does deserve the word warrior." Mrs. Hu, who usually appreciates such heroes and heroines, could not help but show her face with a different color. "And another one?" The child can not stand, see Song Qingshu has not continued to say, Hu Fei hurriedly asked. Song Qingshu but not straightforward, but read a poem: "Liaodong has a good man, the warrior Hu Yidao. Martial arts skills to level the world, the heroic spirit rushed to the clouds. Righteousness is full of the universe, tender feelings around the heart. The scholar envy, hate not to befriend." A speech made Mrs. Hu's beautiful eyes colorful, looked deeply at him, "The survivor thanked the grandson for the poem on behalf of my late husband." This time she really put down her heart, the other party is not really familiar with the life of Hu Yidao admiration, is impossible to make such an apt poem, a few lines, Mrs. Hu as if she heard her husband's majestic laughter again, the heart can not help but a sour. This Hu Fei but the more you look at Song Qingshu the more pleasant, listen to his poem is full of regret, the heart of pride is born, pulling Song Qingshu sleeve solemnly said: "just in the restaurant admire your pride, although the hands are not bound chicken strength, but has a clanking iron bone. If father saw you must have met late, listen to your tone full of regret, I would like to make friends with you on behalf of father, I do not know if you are willing?" Mrs. Hu was shocked and tried to cover her son's mouth: "Fei'er, don't be ridiculous!" The snowy mountain flying fox is really worthy of the name, from childhood are so bold, Song Qingshu cheerful smile: "really worthy of Hu warrior's son! I'm looking forward to it." After saying this, he pulled Hu Fei to the northeast and kneeled down, grabbed a shovelful of yellow earth as a candle: "I Song Qingshu, admire the style of Hu Yidao in Liaodong, and would like to be a brother of the opposite sex, heaven and earth as a witness, the mountains and rivers for the alliance, the emperor after the earth, really appreciate this heart." Hu Fei also kneeled down, a serious: "I Hu Fei, on behalf of my father Hu Yidao and Song Qingshu to form a heterosexual brother, well, do not seek the same year and the same month born, but seek the same year and the same day to die ....." After all, Hu Fei is still young, a time to think of what vows, remember the play heard, open mouth. "Nonsense, your father are ......" Mrs. Hu just a hand did not pull him, now see his oath is really incestuous, can not help but be embarrassed. "Sister-in-law, it's not a problem, my brother was already dead, but now I'm lucky to have a life left to live." Song Qingshu did not lie, the real Song Qingshu has indeed died. Seeing him call his sister-in-law, Mrs. Hu couldn't help but jump in her heart and said somewhat unnaturally, "Fei'er is too nonsensical." "I do appreciate the fact that he has had a heroic spirit in his heart since he was a child, and if he had not already tied the knot with his brother, I would have planned to tie the knot with him." Song Qingshu laughed, "Fei'er, we'll talk in private as equals." Hu Fei on the spur of the moment with his father's name and his worship, suddenly thought out of nowhere a generation shorter, is depressed, heard the words suddenly overjoyed, came forward and called: "Good brother!" Watching a small and a large one fooling around there, Mrs. Hu also closed her eyes somewhat painfully and had to change the subject, "Uncle...uncle, I see that you seem to be short of mid-air, with your teenage physique, it should not be so ah." Song Qingshu was her an uncle shouted body crisp half, and hurriedly returned: "sister-in-law understand, I previously because of serious injuries, so now the meridians are broken ......" Mrs. Hu was shocked at the words, "Can uncle let me take a pulse?" Seeing that he had already tied the knot with her husband, she was less concerned about the difference between men and women. Although he knew it would not help, Song Qingshu politely handed over his hand, and when Mrs. Hu's soft, white fingers touched his pulse, Song Qingshu could not help but feel the touch of ice and smoothness. When the tender white fingers on his pulse, Song Qingshu only feel the touch and ice and slippery, the heart can not help but a swing. "What kind of person would lay such a cruel hand on uncle?" It didn't take long for Mrs. Hu's face to change dramatically. Song Qingshu reluctantly retracted his arm, smiling bitterly: "I have done a big mistake before, this encounter is also deserved, sister-in-law need not care." "You are open-minded," to see Song Qingshu so open-minded, Mrs. Hu amazed at his glance, suddenly thought of something, eyes bright: "right, we are going to visit the Poisoner Pill King, I heard that he is not only great with poison, save people is also a great master, may be able to cure uncle's injury miles. " "Coincidentally, I came to Dongting Lake to find him too." Song Qingshu sighed really fate na. "Uncle if you don't mind, let's go on the road together." Mrs. Hu said in a soft voice. "I'd love to!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed, which will be disgusted, realizing that he was a bit out of shape, he quickly said, "I wonder if sister-in-law knows where the Poisoned Hand Medicine King lives?" "We mother and son for many years to search, only a few months ago to detect him in the Dongting Lake generation, but the specific location is unknown." Mrs. Hu a pair of beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, said helplessly. "I do know that he is in the Dongting Lake area of the White Horse Temple, but where exactly is the White Horse Temple, I asked many people do not know." Song Qingshu is also troubled. "Mother, we passed through a town a month ago, it is called White Horse Temple?" Little Hu Fei suddenly excited. Excitedly called out. The years of doubt will soon be answered, Mrs. Hu can not help but look happy, Song Qingshu also a long breath of relief, ran to the lake to freshen up a bit, will be wiped off the blood on the face of the shoe marks, Mrs. Hu looked bright, secretly thinking: uncle so handsome character, did not expect the heart actually with the big brother general boldness. "Sister-in-law, what is it that you mother and son are looking for the Poisonous Hand Medicine King?" Song Qingshu wiped the water on his head and looked at Mrs. Hu and asked. "That year, Brother Hu died of poisoning, I later investigated more, only to learn that the poison he was poisoned is the secret medicine of the Poisonous Hand Medicine King Black Death Cold Ice, but we have never had any problems with him, and there is no reason to harm, I think his medicine was taken by others, I want to ask him face to face to find out who else has this highly toxic substance." Remembering her husband again, Mrs. Hu's delicate face could not hide the sadness in her heart.