Rebirth of Song Qingshu

Chapter 2 Song Qingshu

Darkness! Endless darkness!

Song Qingshu wanted to open his eyes, but he tried hard for a long time and failed. His mind was in chaos, as if someone kept talking to him.

"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun."

"If you don't respect the virtuous, the people will not fight; if you don't value the hard-to-find goods, the people will not steal; if you don't see the desirable, the people will not be confused. This is how the sage governs, emptying his heart, strengthening his belly, weakening his will, and strengthening his heart." Bones often make people ignorant and have no desires. They make wise men dare not do anything. If they do nothing, everything will be cured."

"Let him be strong if he is strong, and I will be strong when the breeze blows on the high hill."

"The nature of the people is to seek food when hungry, to seek speed when working, to seek happiness when suffering, to seek glory when being humiliated, to seek profit when living, and to worry about fame when dying."

"Xiang said: Heaven is moving vigorously, and a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. Don't use the hidden dragon, because the yang is below. Seeing the dragon return to the field, it means virtue is spreading. Working hard all day long, repeating the path, or leaping into the abyss, there is no fault in advancing. Flying dragon In the sky, the great man has created something. A powerful dragon has regrets and is full of

It cannot last long. If you use nine, your heavenly virtue cannot be the first."

"The Supreme Being said: There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call for it. The rewards of good and evil follow them like a shadow. Therefore, there are gods in heaven and earth who take charge of people's faults. They calculate the deprivations according to the seriousness of people's offenses. If the calculation is reduced, it will lead to poverty and more troubles. , everyone is evil, punishments and misfortunes will follow, auspicious stars will avoid them, evil stars will cause disasters, and all calculations will lead to death."

All kinds of famous sayings and aphorisms from Taoist classics were like a flood, all of which were squeezed into his brain at once, giving him a splitting headache. Finally, he seemed to have broken through the world and regained his clarity.

Opening his heavy eyelids, the first thing he saw was darkness, as if it was dark. Song Qingshu only remembered that he was hit by a car while driving out to eat, and then flew up. How did he get here? What was under him, a bed?

Is this a hospital? Who rescued him? Is there really Comrade Lei Feng in this society? Song Qingshu couldn't help but put a bitter smile on his face, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore. After his eyes adapted to the dimness, he suddenly saw clearly I found some objects around me, all wooden furniture. What kind of bed is this?

Song Qingshu only remembered seeing this kind of bed in costume TV dramas. It was like a small house. When the curtain was lowered, it was a fully enclosed structure. But how could he be in this place?

With doubts in his heart, Song Qingshu struggled to sit up, and then he was shocked. All the clothes on his body had changed. It looked like a Tang suit, but it was different. It was not something like a shroud. The reason why Song Qingshu understood Tang suit , because of the effect of falling in love with Detective Di Renjie, I went to check out the costumes of the Tang Dynasty.

A round-neck robe with a large lapel and a wide robe with large sleeves and a belt. This kind of clothing should have been in a museum long ago, but why is it now worn on my body?

Song Qingshu felt his head hurt even more. He stood up dizzily and walked barefoot in front of a table. There was actually a bronze mirror on it, but it was just like the rust stains he saw in the antique market. Different from the spotted bronze mirror, this bronze mirror looked very new. When he reached out and touched it, it felt cool and made Song Qingshu shiver.

By the moonlight, Song Qingshu looked towards the bronze mirror. Through the bronze mirror, he saw a person, an extremely unfamiliar face, a face that looked like a boy in his teens. What made Song Qingshu even more frightened was that the boy's head was above his head. He even wore his hair in a bun.

"Ah~~~~~~~"

Song Qingshu shouted and pushed the bronze mirror aside. He turned around and saw that there was no one behind him. His hands were trembling and his face was filled with disbelief as he picked up the bronze mirror again.

Song Qingshu's mouth grew bigger, and the boy in the bronze mirror also grew his mouth. Song Qingshu shook his head, and the boy in the bronze mirror also shook his head.

Could it be~~~~~~

A ridiculous idea suddenly flashed through Song Qingshu's mind. Could this be time travel?

Like many young people who have always been living in a dream, Song Qingshu, who was once obsessed with the Internet, naturally also looks forward to "traveling every year and coming to my house tomorrow". One day, he can be like the protagonists in those online novels and travel to

In the past, relying on the knowledge I mastered, I killed everyone and made great achievements.

But that was just a thought. Song Qingshu had never thought about leaving the world he lived in and going to a strange environment. At this moment, his heart was filled with great panic. What should he do? What should he do?

manage?

Song Qingshu stood up in a daze. Suddenly, his head hurt, and the world began to spin. He threw his head up and fell to the ground, and fainted again.

Dark! Still dark!

When Song Qingshu woke up again, the sky was already gray and it was almost dawn.

"Song Qingshu? Hehe, it really turned out to be a tragedy for Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu sat on the bed and murmured to himself.

Song Qingshu never expected that when he woke up, he would actually become Song Qingshu. Yes, he was the Song Qingshu, the first disciple of the Three Generations of Wudang, who was famous for a moment but had a tragic life in "Jin Daxia".

"There really is a cause and effect. I didn't expect that my father gave me the name Song Qingshu that day, and today I became Song Qingshu. If it were Song Jiang, wouldn't I become the leader of the rebellion?"

Based on the attitude of 'whatever comes, make peace with it', Song Qingshu thought optimistically.

"Song Qingshu is truly a tragic character who does not compromise."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh, why are you there? Hehe, there is actually a reason why Song Qingshu possessed Song Qingshu.

This started when Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu brought Zhang Wuji back to Wudang Mountain. Originally, Song Qingshu, as the son of Song Yuanqiao and the third-generation disciple of the Wudang Sect, had been loved by many since he was a child. However, since Zhang Wuji came, the situation has changed.

Not only did all the uncles no longer care about him, but even his father Song Yuanqiao was nowhere to be seen for three days. Everyone surrounded Zhang Wuji. In fact, this cannot be blamed on others, after all, Zhang Cuishan has been away for ten years.

As soon as they came back, everyone naturally wanted to chat more, and Zhang Wuji was a cute little young lady who loved her so much that they inevitably ignored Song Qingshu.

This marginalized Song Qingshu, who was originally at the center. How could a teenage boy accept it?

The day before yesterday, Song Qingshu accidentally caught a cold and had a severe fever. However, except for those who delivered food, almost no one in Wudang paid attention to him. Even Song Yuanqiao only came to take a look, turned around and left.

The next step is simple. Unable to bear it, Song Qingshu prepared to work hard, but unfortunately things went against his wishes. Especially when it comes to practicing martial arts, one should not be eager for quick success. You have not seen many heroes and talented seniors who have fallen into this situation. So Song Qingshu was glorious.

Following the path of his predecessors, he became obsessed with practicing kung fu and died, taking advantage of Song Qingshu.