Chapter 354: Song Tingchen is disliked by the old man
Shao Rong was buried in the Shao family's ancestral tomb.
Because her death was so tragic, the Shao family was afraid that her soul would change and bring disaster to the entire Shao family.
Instead, he asked a master to suppress her undead spirit.
After Grand Tutor Tang gave this order, her grave was dug up, which also destroyed the formations.
When Xu Zhou's body was thrown in, he turned into a fierce ghost due to his heavy resentment and wanted to get out of there to seek revenge.
Before he could even think of who to seek revenge on, his spirit was torn to pieces and devoured by Shao Rong, who was so filled with resentment that she could no longer control herself.
Shao Rong was filled with resentment and her eyes were bloodshot. When she realized that the formations that suppressed her had been destroyed, she suddenly burst into a wild laugh and crawled out of the grave in an instant.
Evil spirits are born and bring disaster to the world.
But before she could do anything evil, her scapula was pierced by the soul-catching lock.
The mourning stick hit her spirit so hard that she almost lost her soul.
The Black and White Impermanence had no expression on their faces and took her away and threw her into hell.
In this way, Shao Rong was thrown into hell to be punished.
She had done so much evil in her life and caused so many deaths, but just because she was killed by Xu Zhou, it didn't offset her past evil deeds.
She will be tortured in the eighteen levels of hell for more than five hundred years.
As for Xu Zhou, his spirit had been torn to pieces by her, so naturally he was no longer qualified to be reborn.
Xu Zhou had already been torn to pieces and reduced to ashes.
And all this is his own fault.
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Tonight's events have come to an end.
On the other side, Song Tingchen was abandoned in the wilderness and he thought he was about to die.
He had nightmares again and again, and in his dreams he always saw those pairs of eyes facing each other.
He always dreams of Changle.
In the dream, Changle opened her eyes and looked at him coldly, asking him to stay away from Su Tan.
Su Tan held a sword in his hand and stabbed him and Song Xiao again and again.
——Marrying you and even giving birth to Song Xiao is the greatest shame in my life, Su Tan.
——Now it is my turn to personally wipe out this shame.
In the dream, both he and Song Xiao died over and over again at Su Tan's hands.
"No!"
Song Tingchen suddenly sat up from the bed, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.
His forehead was cold.
"Yeah, you're awake?"
An old man lifted the curtain and came in, smiling with satisfaction. His eyes fell on Song Tingchen and he even tried to reach out to touch his forehead.
Song Tingchen frowned, and instinctively dodged, stretching out his hand to block the old man's hand.
He frowned, "Who are you?"
The old man laughed.
"I'm just an old hunter from around here. My son and I were out hunting when we ran into you. Young man, how did you end up fainting there?"
He saw that Song Tingchen was also dressed richly and did not look like an ordinary person. But how could he be unconscious in the wilderness?
Song Tingchen frowned and thanked the old man, but did not respond directly to his words.
The old man didn't force him. Seeing that he didn't want to talk, he smiled and changed the subject.
"Okay, young man, now that you're awake, you should be able to get out of bed. What's your name? Where do you live? We'll take you home."
"The road here is difficult to walk on. It's easy for you young people to get lost. If you accidentally encounter a mysterious wall, you won't be able to get out even if you walk for three days and three nights."
Song Tingchen thanked the old man again and did not refuse his kindness.
Give your name clearly.
The old man frowned for a moment.
But he soon relaxed his frown.
"It turned out to be General Song."
"That's rude."
"Now that General Song is well, you should go back home as soon as possible. You've been in a coma for a day and a night, and your family must be worried."
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Song Tingchen. He had a smile on his face, but there was also a hint of an intention to chase him away.
Song Tingchen didn't care.
I have never felt dissatisfied about this.
Master Ye came with great momentum and left him there.
If it weren't for this old man's rescue, he would have died in the wilderness.
Song Tingchen was very grateful.
He stood up and bowed to the old man.
"Thank you for saving my life, old man. I have no way to repay you."
The old man looked indifferent.
"No need to repay."
"General Song, please go back first."
"If you don't go back, the nobles at home will be anxiously waiting."
"I am old now, a frail old man, so I can only take you to the city gate. You will have to walk the rest of the way on your own."
The old man said this and looked away.
Song Tingchen frowned.
Earlier, the old man had asked him his name.
I was even worried that he would get lost and insisted on sending him back.
After hearing his name, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he was no longer willing to send him back, but at most to send him to the city gate.
Song Tingchen was not so shameless. He felt that the old man must be a good person to the end and see the good things through.
But he still felt surprised.
The gap between the two was too big, and he was a battlefield man, so he immediately discovered this unusual thing.
He had never seen the old man.
The old man should not be hostile to him.
Although, this is actually just a change in attitude, and it can't be considered hostile in the final analysis.
But it was because of this change in attitude that Song Tingchen felt something was wrong.
Past events reminded him that if he felt something was unusual, he should ask about it immediately.
Otherwise, it will become an old illness that you can't talk about after holding it in your heart for a long time.
"Old man, I want to ask you what I did wrong. Why did you become so cold and distant the moment you heard my name?"
When the old man heard this, he sneered twice.
He tapped the wooden cane in his hand.
"Why do I have to kneel down and kowtow to General Song to show that I was lucky enough to save you? It's truly a blessing. It's truly an honor to have you stay in such a shabby place."
The old man was fine before, but now he suddenly started speaking in a sarcastic tone.
Song Tingchen was not annoyed at all. He now knew his reputation among the people.
He just sighed slightly.
"Song is unfaithful and ungrateful. It's only natural for you to look down on him. Your words are too harsh."
"What a mess! The speech is so flowery and I can't understand it."
The old man tapped the cane in his hand.
He just wanted to hunt more game with his son every day. As for what these people were talking about, such as "belly" and "heart", it was like listening to a foreign language. He couldn't understand it and had no interest in it.
He glanced at Song Tingchen, not bothering to care whether the other party was still ill or not. He tapped the ground with his crutch and couldn't help urging him.
"Now that you're well, let's go."
"Otherwise, we have to eat after noon, and then we'll have to go back to the city gate. It will be dark by the time we get there."
Young masters and nobles like Song Tingchen don't take money seriously at all.
But hunters like them would not find an inn to rest just because it gets dark halfway through the journey.
Song Tingchen stood up immediately.
He quickly got dressed.
He bowed to the old man again.
"Thank you for your help."
The old man rolled his eyes.
He didn't say anything, just put his hands behind his back and turned around to look at Song Tingchen urgingly.
"If you know there's trouble, hurry up and follow."
It’s actually quite a long way from here to the city gate. If you really walk there, your legs will be worn out.
Most of the time they went there by bullock cart.
Today, Song Tingchen also followed the old man and got on the ox cart. He remembered things like ox carts. When he was a child, he always envied people when he saw them making them.
Later, when he grew up, he had put his childhood wish behind him, not to mention that he later met Su Tan and had a carriage whenever he went out.
At the very least, he was a general, and riding a horse had almost made him forget how he felt as a child, envying others for having ox carts.
The old man just sat on the ox cart, not saying a word, as if he was too lazy to pay attention.
Song Tingchen's heart was already filled with so much that he couldn't put on more. So he asked, "Old man, I see that you have been frowning. I wonder if you have encountered any difficulties?"
The old man looked at him.
He snorted and looked away again, "General Song, just take care of your own business and don't interfere in other people's family affairs."
The uncle driving the ox cart was stunned. "So you are General Song, Song Tingchen?"
"General Song's father?"
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