The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 115: Unfriendly Guests, Wudang Prepared

When Zhang Sanfeng's birthday came, Song Qingshu decorated the Zixiao Palace beautifully. However, Yu Daying looked very healthy and his internal strength was not inferior to Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, so it was too easy for others to see his flaws. So Song Qingshu made him up and changed his appearance, put on a loose robe, and smeared some strong-smelling medicine on his hands and feet. He also sent a boy to push a wheelchair for him.

Everyone else was kneeling down to wish Zhang Sanfeng a happy birthday, but Yu Daying could only pretend to be unable to move, which made him feel a little amused and helpless. Moreover, Song Qingshu dressed him up so much like him that he almost scared his fellow disciples. They never knew that Song Qingshu had such a skill.

"The little tricks I learned while studying medicine are not worthy of being presented in a grand ceremony." Song Qingshu heard the sound of bells and drums outside and said softly, "Grand Master, Father, and all the uncles, the guest we are waiting for is about to arrive."

Soon a Taoist boy came in from outside and presented a business card. It turned out to be the head of Kunlun, He Taichong, who came in person.

Zhang Sanfeng led the crowd to welcome them, but Song Qingshu left Mo Shenggu behind to guard Yu Daying together, while paying close attention to the movements outside. Zhang Sanfeng had just welcomed He Taichong and his apprentice into the hall, and the host and guests had sat down and served tea, when a little Taoist boy came in with a business card and handed it to Song Yuanqiao. It turned out to be the arrival of the Five Elders of Kongtong.

Soon after, the leaders of many sects and gangs, including the Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect, Jujing Gang, and Wushan Sect, came to the mountain to pay their respects. Later, the disciples of Emei Sect also arrived at Wudang Mountain. However, many of them had hidden weapons, and it was obvious that they had no good intentions.

Fortunately, Wudang had been prepared. According to Song Qingshu's instructions, every guest who came to visit had to be announced loudly and the gifts had to be reported at the same time. Many of these people did not come to celebrate the birthday seriously, and their gifts were terrible, which really did not live up to their status. However, Song Qingshu invited the best chef within a hundred miles to come and serve the guests a sumptuous meal.

After receiving Song Qingshu's order, the servants who served the dishes all had ugly expressions on their faces and muttered in low voices, such as "stingy guy" and "beggar who eats for free", which made these people in the martial arts world look pale but they couldn't get angry.

None of them had expected that Wudang Mountain was so well prepared, which made them feel a little uneasy, as if something was not right.

After the banquet, although the food was delicious, few people enjoyed it. When they entered the hall, they saw several Wudang disciples with a huge black boulder placed in front of the door. After asking carefully, they found out that a group of ignorant villains had sneaked in from the mountain and tried to hide weapons and cause trouble. They were afraid of hurting the guests, so they placed a huge magnet in front of the door. If anyone hid weapons, they would definitely be discovered.

At this moment, most people's faces changed, because the boy also said that if the enemy is highly skilled in martial arts and has great strength, he will be able to resist the attraction at this time. But everyone does not need to worry, because they have also prepared a lot of magnetic fragments. As long as the iron tool is slightly larger, it can attract the fragments to fly over, and naturally the villain's true form will be revealed.

Looking at the huge magnet, they felt the hilt of their sword trembling slightly, and then looked at the two basins of magnet fragments on both sides of the gate. Everyone's face turned pale, and they were in a dilemma. They came to celebrate the birthday without bringing any weapons, but secretly hid them. It was really embarrassing to be forced to expose them.

Just at this moment, a Buddhist chant was heard from afar. Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but smile and said, "It turns out that Master Kongwen of the Shaolin Sect has arrived. Come and greet him quickly."

The voice outside the door interrupted, "Shaolin Temple's abbot Kongwen, along with his fellow disciples Kongzhi and Kongxing, and all the disciples, respectfully wish Master Zhang a long and happy life."

Kongwen, Kongzhi and Kongxing are the four great monks of Shaolin. Except for Master Kongjian who has died, it was unexpected that the other three monks would all come.

Zhang Sanfeng led his disciples to greet them, and saw three divine monks leading nine monks, walking slowly to the front of Zixiao Palace.

Master Kongwen went straight to the point and stated what he wanted. The first was the matter of the Longmen Escort Agency, and the second was the death of the great monk Kongjian.

Zhang Cuishan took the initiative and placed a copy of "Wudang Heroes" titled "Dragon Slaying Blood Case" in front of Master Kongwen. He said, "As a Wudang disciple, I, Zhang Cuishan, never use poison, much less hidden weapons. The seventy-six lives taken by the Longmen Escort Agency and the Shaolin monks were not caused by me. Zhang Cuishan has been taught by my mentor throughout his life. Although I am foolish, I dare not lie. I, Zhang, have never done anything that would bring shame to my mentor and sect, and I have never killed a good person without reason."

Zhang Cuishan received instructions from Song Qingshu, but things needed to be explained one by one and they must not be confused. Kongwen was more rational. He had read the book a long time ago and had already believed it about 50% by comparison. However, his disciples and fellow brothers refused to believe it. Kongzhi called Yuanxin, Yuanyin and Yuanye to confront Zhang Cuishan.

At that moment, a young man in a blue scholar's robe approached and bowed to the three monks. "Wudang Song Qingshu greets the three masters. I wonder if you three have witnessed how Fifth-Master unleashed his hidden weapons, unexpectedly catching three masters staring at him face to face off? Or did you simply see Fifth-Master standing there, while your nephew suddenly collapsed, only to discover later that he had been poisoned and died?"

One of the three monks said that he saw Zhang Cuishan shoot the poison needle, while the other two said they did not see it. They stood together and were a little confused, and started to make a commotion.

The young man in green robes asked again, "You saw Fifth Uncle-Martial-Sir killing many people next door without a word. It must have taken quite some time. Then he killed two monks. A moment later, you heard Fifth Uncle-Martial-Sir coming in from outside. Are you sure you saw the same person?"

The three monks were stunned. "How can they not be the same person? Same clothes, same folding fan."

The Qingshan youth raised his folding fan slightly and struck the three monks on the forehead with three "pa~pa~pa~" strokes. He then turned and walked away, laughing heartily. At this moment, another youth dressed in the same green shirt passed him and walked straight into the hall. He had a folding fan stuck behind his neck and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng. He said, "Grand Master, the tea is ready. Shall we serve it now?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly and said, "Qingshu, go meet some of the eminent monks. They want to see you."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then said to the three dazed monks, "Song Qingshu of Wudang pays his respects to the three eminent monks. I wonder what important matter you three have for me?"

"You are not Song Qingshu." Yuan Ye was stunned for a moment, then pointed at him and shouted.

Song Qingshu casually took off the folding fan from behind his neck, opened it with a "swish" sound and said, "I am Song Qingshu, the head of the third generation of Wudang disciples. Who on Wudang Mountain doesn't recognize me? How could I be pretending to be here? It's not like everyone around here is blind. Do you think you can recognize people by their clothes instead of their faces?"

"Yuanxin, Yuanyin, Yuanye, please step back. The person just now was not Song Qingshu, but Wudang Mo Qixia. Let's put this matter aside for now, the second thing..." Kongwen knew that Wudang really had no responsibility in this matter. They, Shaolin, were just fooled and treated like fools.

Song Qingshu suddenly interrupted him and said, "Wait a minute, I seemed to hear someone talking about the Dragon Gate Blood Case just now. Hasn't the truth of this matter been revealed? Master, if there is anything you don't understand, feel free to ask. This is about the attack on my third uncle, which is a great shame for our Wudang sect. We must explain it clearly. Although I am only sixteen years old, I can still read and understand this book "Dragon Gate Blood Case". Master, please feel free to ask, and I will certainly answer them one by one." After saying this, he picked up the book, looking like a teacher.

At this moment, a child's voice suddenly called out from outside the French window in the hall: "Daddy!"

Zhang Cuishan was shocked. The voice was exactly Wuji's. He was surprised and happy, and shouted, "Wuji, you are back?" and rushed out of the hall.

Although most of the crowd's attention was attracted by Song Qingshu, many people were still paying attention to Zhang Cuishan. One person from the Wushan Sect and one from the Shenquan Sect were standing at the door of the hall. They thought Zhang Cuishan was trying to escape, so they shouted in unison, "Where are you going to escape to?" and reached out to grab him.

Song Qingshu's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Grandmaster, don't let the thieves outside get away."