Poor Monk

Chapter 94: Shirley ┃ What kind of story do you want to hear?

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"The ice worms in Pengshan have only been saved for decades. Even if the young master wants to save him, he is afraid that he is powerless."

"I know."

"Doing it when you know you can't do it, doesn't look like the young master's temperament in the past."

"How's it going outside?"

"The news has been released as you ordered, and the Tianshui Alliance is chasing after the demons. Although Yao Qing knows that Shen Du is in our hands, but because you are threatening his life, he can only eat this dumb loss and deal with Tianshui. The alliance is attacking aggressively. According to yesterday's news, it has already formed a group near Wufengkou. Next, what will the young master plan?"

Tong Bo followed Gu Zhao out, walking slowly, but neither of them made any sound.

Pengshan is an island in the East China Sea.

This is Gu Zhao's usual residence, because he is the next person in charge of Pengshan, and in recent years he has become the actual person in charge, so the best part of this scenery is left to him.

Standing and looking down, the scenery of the entire Pengshan can be seen.

On the other end, a tall building that can be seen from a distance, with carved beams and painted buildings, has a feeling of a nine-layered heavenly palace. It is the famous Tianyue Building in Pengshan.

Take the meaning of "heaven will surpass from now on".

Gu Zhao's eyes widened, and he landed on the raised eaves of Tianyue Building. He remembered that not long ago, Shen Du pointed his sword at him and said that if there is another next time, he will kill him, but if he can't kill him, he will kill him. , hang his dog's head upstairs in Pengshan Tianyue for everyone to see.

"Shen Duren is in my hand, and my life is in my hand. Yao Qing dare not act rashly. I told her to go east and she dared not go west. The demonic way is under control. It's just that the Tianshui Alliance has always been a serious problem for the confidant, and the Dongfang Ji is not a fuel-efficient The lamp of his, can escape from his hands, I am afraid that this Zhenchi drink is not a good match."

Gu Zhao stopped and stopped in front of the railing on the second floor.

"Another thing, is there any movement in Xiefeng Villa?"

"I also heard the news you released. After learning that the Demon Dao has rescued Shen Du, it seems that he is secretly contacting the Tianshui Alliance and wants to share a piece of the pie. Calculate the distance, maybe the letter will be delivered tomorrow. Tong Bo's eyes are a little old. "Lu Fan is a cunning and insidious person. He has always suspected that the essence of martial arts will fall into the hands of Shen Du, and he will not give up easily. Find Tianshui Alliance, then Pengshan, and the three parties will work together to eliminate it. Demon Guard Road, it should be the best choice."

This was also as expected by Gu Zhao, and there was nothing surprising, so he stood for a while, and finally asked, "Has Ni Qianqian found it?"

"I'm still looking for it." Tong Bo shook his head, "Since the last world meeting, she has disappeared, and she has never been seen on the rivers and lakes again."

"Then keep looking."

Gu Zhao was silent for a moment, then stopped talking, just retracted his palm on the railing, and walked down the steps step by step.

Tong Bo didn't follow either, he just watched from behind.

The days in Pengshan looked very clean.

After all, this place is on an island in the East China Sea, and there is no ordinary disturbance of other sects in the rivers and lakes, but it is too pure, which makes Shen Du feel an unspeakable restlessness in his heart.

He wants to get out of here.

He has dealt with Gu Zhao for more than five years. He really knows what kind of person he is. He will not bring him to Pengshan for no reason. There must be some different plan behind it. .

The demon said he didn't care, but Yao Qing was still outside.

Hearing what Gu Zhao said before, Shen Du could guess that he had set up another game outside to watch the tiger fight. No matter what happened, the success of the game was what he valued. Yao Qing's life and death were never up to Gu Zhao. under consideration of such a person.

So, he not only wanted to go out, but had to go out.

It was only after two days of living that Shen Du found out that it was really difficult to go out. There is Tong Bo guarding outside, and although his poison has been suppressed now, the injury is still there, and the hard fight may not be able to break out. If you want to inquire about some news, the boy who delivered the medicine is deaf and dumb and doesn't understand anything, not to mention the well-trained people outside, none of them will be easily talked about.

In Pengshan, he was blind in both eyes.

Gu Zhao himself seems to have something to do. He comes to him about once a day, every time at dusk, sometimes making tea and sometimes playing chess. swear words.

Shen Du began to suspect that Gu Zhao was pretending to be someone else.

On the third day, Gu Zhao came again.

Still dusk.

So Shen Du drank the medicine and stared at him for a long time, but he didn't see anything like a human skin mask on his face, but he was keenly aware that his current martial arts had improved a little more than before. After thinking about it, he laughed: "Three volumes of Buddha Treasure, it really fell into your hands. But I have always been puzzled in my heart. You say, where are the real descendants of Martial Saint now?"

Gu Zhao was looking at the chess manual.

Hearing the voice, he didn't look up, didn't deny the first half of his sentence, but only answered the second half of his sentence: "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I'm just suddenly bored and want to guess."

Shen Du took a sip of the medicine, only to feel the bitterness to the bottom of his heart, and also felt that Gu Zhao couldn't find a single candy or even a little sweet thing in this room, and he was very fucked.

"Lu Feixian was dying from a long illness, and everyone said that Wu Sheng became addicted to killing in order to find medicine to cure her. Therefore, there are rumors about Wu Sheng's son in Jianghu, all of which are naturally weak. After all, he Mother is such a sick person. However, the bloodline left by the sick person must also be sick and cannot practice martial arts?"

With his fingers on the chess sheet, Gu Zhao finally raised his head and looked at Shen Du with extremely calm eyes.

However, Shen Du only frowned and put down the remaining half bowl of medicine.

He stared at Gu Zhao very directly, with a bit of unconcealed inquiry in his eyes, and even a bit of a smile: "Gu Zhao, when Wu Sheng escaped into the Tianji Temple and sat down, his son said that there were five Six years old? You say, why can't he be a healthy, even gifted martial artist?"

Gu Zhao nodded: "It makes sense, but now that you have left the Tianji Temple, there is no chance for you to display your ingenuity. Otherwise, you might have caused a new bloody storm in the hall that day."

He didn't panic at all.

Shen Du thought that Gu Zhao was really a very interesting person.

But on second thought, what could he panic about? Many things in this arena are in his calculations, and those ordinary people have no ability to fight against him.

So he shook his head and sighed: "My dying person is not interested in any bloody storms. It's just that when I think of the details in the hall, I feel that there are many things to ponder. The monks don't lie, and the abbot is destined to die. He is highly respected, but he firmly said that there should be a scar on the chest of the descendants of Wu Sheng near the heart. …”

Just like when Shen Du drew his sword and stabbed Gu Zhao in the dark alley of Yiyang City.

Gu Zhao dared not to react too much, because he knew that he would not kill him; and he dared to use this sword because he knew how accurate his sword was, it would just hurt near the heart, instead of not killing him. It really took Gu Zhao's life.

But how would the descendants of Wusheng explain it

Shen Du sat opposite the chess table, picked up the pieces on the chessboard at random and played with it in his hands. He could easily see the blue-purple veins that were winding and never subsided on his palms, so he didn't want to look anymore, and put the pieces again. put back in place.

Gu Zhao was looking at him, but he didn't look at Gu Zhao.

He only said, "I don't know anything about the real descendants of the Martial Saint. Since you have obtained the essence of martial arts, you must know more than me. Is there any story in the middle?"

"What kind of story do you want to hear?"

Gu Zhaoping laughed calmly, and there was a little bit of enthusiasm in his eyes, so he asked.

Shen Du said: "I thought it was a story about a fairy couple. But now I want to hear a more exciting and scary story."

"That may be because Lu Feixian is not immortal, and Wu Sheng is not holy either." Gu Zhao lowered his eyes and seemed to ponder it seriously before saying, "Perhaps Lu Fan, the owner of Xiefeng Villa, has always had an ambition. Wanting to know the secret of why Wu Sheng's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, he asked his sister Lu Feixian to approach Wu Sheng. He did not expect to be discovered by Wu Sheng in the end, so he was betrayed when he was finally besieged by a group of heroes, so Wu Sheng was seriously injured and fled Go to Tianji Temple and die."

"According to Lu Fan's virtue, it's really possible." Shen Du nodded, but added, "But it doesn't sound exciting or scary enough, and it doesn't answer why there should be an old vein near the heart of Wu Sheng's descendants. Scar thing. Can you make it up again?"

Gu Zhao put the chess sheet down, put it on the chessboard with a lot of pieces, picked up the most inconspicuous piece in the corner that Shen Du had just picked up, and smiled lightly: "It's simple. , Wu Sheng was obsessed with martial arts all his life, but in the last few years of his life he was always killing, bad people killing good people as well, which completely exceeded the need to treat Lu Feixian. Therefore, Wu Sheng may have gone crazy. It is not unusual for his son to be almost killed with a sword when he was young, leaving scars near his heart."

"According to the story you made up, Lu Feixian chose to betray Wu Sheng and seriously injured him with the Silver Moon Hook. Maybe there are still difficulties." Shen Du also thought about it for a while, and seemed to think that Gu Zhao this time Satisfied with the story he told, he also laughed, "Everywhere in the world they say that this is a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, but I'm curious, have the descendants of Wu Sheng ever mentioned to you, is there any true love between the two? ?"

"I didn't mention it."

Gu Zhao shook his head, and gently moved this unattractive chess piece to the Tianyuan position at the center of the chessboard.

Obviously ordinary movements, but he has a sense of fiddling with the universe.

Shen Du felt the bitter taste in his mouth dissipated a little, so he picked up the medicine bowl and took two sips slowly, after a while, he looked at Gu Zhao and said, "There is an old vein near the heart of Wu Sheng's descendants. Scar, you said I'm going to take off your clothes now, how many scars should there be near your heart?"

"One." Gu Zhao smiled, "Do you want me to take it off for you to see?"

This conversation was no different from what they said outside the main hall of the Zen Temple.

Shen Du shook his head: "I'm not interested."

He drank all the rest of the medicine in one last gulp, then placed the medicine bowl on the edge of the chess table, and stopped talking.

Gu Zhao also stopped talking.

He sat in the room until sunset, and there was no light in the sky that belonged to the day, so he got up and left.

The stars outside were brilliant, and the moon was as cool as water.

He went all the way down the steps and returned to the study where he was temporarily staying, sitting in a trance behind the desk chair.

Timber came in after a while.

Gu Zhao heard it, but didn't care. He just didn't know if he was talking to himself or asking, and he murmured, "Isn't it ridiculous that a person with a ruthless heart is defeated and conquered by a person with a soft heart..."

Tong Bo frowned and didn't answer.

He didn't come empty-handed. He was holding a small red sandalwood box in his hands. The shape was nothing special, but the box was carved with a lotus pattern.

Gu Zhao turned his eyes and saw it.

He asked, "Where did it come from?"

Tong Bo put the box in front of Gu Zhao, which also allowed him to see more clearly: not only was the lotus pattern on the treasured image, but on the closed lock of the box, there was actually a square "swastika" seal!

This thing is from the Buddha!

Tong Bo said: "Half an hour ago, it was sent from Tianji Temple, and it was given to the young master by name and surname."

Gu Zhao looked at the "卍" seal, his face was expressionless, and even his heart was gloomy. With a stretch of his hand and a flick of his fingertips, he easily unlocked the lock and opened the lid of the box.

Lying in the box was a bone the size of a knuckle.

It was probably too long ago, and the original withered bones already had a strange jade-colored luster, and they looked radiant.

Even if he had never seen it before, when he saw this small withered bone, Gu Zhao already knew what it was.

The Ye Pagoda of Tianji Temple, killing Buddha relics!

Moreover, it is "name and name", to be delivered to his hands!

At this moment, thousands of thoughts rushed through the depths of my mind like a roaring wave, and in the end, only Shen Du's original sentence "You can't win him in a real contest" kept echoing and trembling in his ears like crazy. Let the killing intent in his heart rise sharply.

The book case was overturned with the relic box to the ground!

Gu Zhao couldn't find any more smile on his clear and dusty face. He pinched his eyebrows, and there was only frost shrouded in his eyes, gloomy and gloomy.

Chapter 95 Going to the entire martial arts forest, I will do my best to make him die in front of the Zhige Monument, just like the encirclement and suppression of the Martial Saint.

On the fourth day in Pengshan, Shen Du was still thinking about how to leave.

There are three problems he faces: the first is that the injury is not healed, the poison is in the body, the strength is seriously damaged, and the chances of winning by hard work are not large; the second is that it is located in Pengshan, and there are people in the sect. Once he appears, it is bound to attract Sword; the third is that he does not know the news outside, so even if he is lucky enough to escape, he has no idea what will happen to him.

Especially, he didn't know the news of Sunjae.

In other words, it was precisely because he did not know the news of Shanzai that he could not stay in Pengshan safely, nor did he want to stay in Pengshan safely, but urgently planned to leave.

First of all, you should recover from your injuries, and secondly, you should pretend to be good, and then quietly pay attention to the news outside to see if there is a chance to get in touch with something else.

So these days, Shen Du started to pretend.

He still targets Gu Zhao from time to time and doesn't make any changes, just because if he pretends to be too obedient, it will arouse his suspicions; but in private, he drinks all the medicine obediently, and runs the Liuhe God, who is already powerful and domineering to the extreme. Trick healing.

But after three or five days, the injury has already recovered by most of the time.

It's just that Shen Du also found something different from usual: In the past few days, Gu Zhao didn't know what he was dealing with, he appeared less often, and every time he appeared, his expression was not very good.

Intuition told him what Gu Zhao was thinking about.

At dusk on the eighth day, Gu Zhao came again.

The little boy who came with him also brought the medicine and put it in front of Shen Du.

Shen Du was sitting by the window reading Gu Zhao's book, trying to play chess manuals on the chessboard, and glanced at the medicine. "

"Changed."

Gu Zhao couldn't see the slightest embroidery on his green robe. It looked simple and freehand, and his voice was light, but there was only a hint of coldness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Not used to drinking?"

It's all medicine, where is there any saying that you're used to drinking it

But he is not used to suffering.

Shen Du took another sip, and the more he tasted it, the more strange the taste became, as if the entire prescription had been changed, so he asked, "What?"

"Killing Buddha relics."

Gu Zhao stood in the room with his hands behind his back, a pair of clear and insightful eyes suddenly flashed a lot of dark emotions, but the corners of his lips curved up again in a flash, as if he didn't realize the shock that these five words brought to Shen Du, and he kept it lightly as usual. of.

"You might as well guess, where did it come from?"

The hand holding the medicine bowl trembled uncontrollably, then trembled again, and the medicine in the medicine bowl swayed with ripples, wrinkling Shen Du's pale and bloodless face.

He stared at the bowl of Chinese medicine, but felt that the medicine was all red.

A deep red, as if he was not holding a bowl of medicine, but a bowl of blood!

Killing Buddha relics can detoxify all poisons.

This thing is only found in the Ye Pagoda of the Tianji Temple.

That monk deceived him to go back to the temple mostly because of this thing, but now Gu Zhao actually said that this thing is in the medicine bowl he is holding now!

"Yes, yes..." His voice suddenly became hoarse, and then became a little dazed. He wanted to say something, but it seemed like it took a lot of effort to say it, "Did he send it?"

"laugh."

Gu Zhao saw his dejected appearance, and all the smiles on his face before disappeared, and with a quick turn, it became an infinite mockery.

"What if I say no?"

Unexpectedly, after he said these words, Shen Du didn't seem to hear it, or he didn't care if he heard it, and only asked him: "Where are the others? Are you here at Pengshan?"

At this moment, Shen Du had an expression Gu Zhao had never seen before.

He was clearly not very happy, and even showed some unspeakable hurt and sadness, but when he asked this, there was a smile on his lips.

Gu Zhao felt that even when he was eating candy, he didn't look so good.

The bottom of his heart was uncontrollably pulled and hurt, as if the old and new wounds on his chest had been torn open again, giving him a sense of fate that made him feel extremely disgusted.

You can't have both fish and bear's paw.

If he wants something, then God will force him to give up something else.

Facing Shen Du's question that completely ignored his rhetorical question, Gu Zhao felt that he should be full of murderous intentions that strangled him, but for some reason, they burned to ashes the moment they appeared.

He looked at Shen Du for a long time.

But he didn't answer Shen Du's question until he took his eyes back and walked out of the room almost numbly and cold-blooded.

The afterglow of the west slanting sunset comes through the window.

There was blood in the room like a red gauze.

Shen Du sat at the chess table, staring blankly at the concoction in the bowl that was gradually cooling down, and slowly realized that it was impossible for the monk to come in person. After all, he left a dead butterfly, and he asked. A very silly question.

His hands are still shaking.

At this time, a voice in his heart was shouting to him frantically: You don't need this medicine, if you drop it, what you need is not to live!

But how could he be willing

Shen Du blinked, almost like a clay puppet, holding the medicine bowl and sitting until the night, waiting for the medicine to cool down completely, then immersed himself in drinking the medicine.

The moment he lowered his eyes, that long-hidden tear also rolled into the medicine.

He didn't get the taste of it, he just felt that mixed with medicine, everything was bitter.

That night, Shen Du didn't fall asleep.

His mind was full of the bowl of medicine that night, and Gu Zhao who brought the medicine for him to drink, and Gu Zhao's reaction these days. His careful thinking did not slack off because he was in deep trouble and was seriously injured. Soon, the clues he needed were pierced from the clues.

So Tianming finally laughed before he fell asleep.

After drinking the bowl of medicine that was said to be infused with the Buddha's relics, the medicine that he brought every day stopped. In the next few days, Shen Du vomited several times of blood, all of which were purple-black poisonous blood.

It took the fourth day to finally vomit up.

On the night when he felt that his strength had completely recovered to not be affected by Bai Tong Poison, Shen Du finally walked out of the door before Gu Zhao came, and asked Tong Bo who was standing not far from the corridor outside.

"Where is Pengshan's boat parked?"

"Get out of this pavilion and head northwest."

"Shanzai of Tianji Temple, where are the people?"

"If you break the precepts, you will be detained in Yeta."

"Sure, then I'm leaving."

"Hmm, good morning, good morning."

"… "

Everything was fine up until the last sentence, when Shen Ducai suddenly realized that it was true that he didn't like Tong Bo, and Tong Bo really didn't like him at all, and he didn't hide it at all at this time.

He burst out laughing.

But at this time, this kind of dislike was exactly what he needed, so he didn't care about it, he directly held his two swords, waved his hands, turned around and left.

Standing under the eaves, Tong Bo looked at the dashing figure of the devil, and suddenly remembered Gu Zhao's struggles behind people in the past few days, and it was a bit complicated for a while.

Who is right and who is wrong, I really can't tell.

I just didn't expect that before he could sigh for a moment, there was a sound of shouting and killing in the magnificent building complex of Pengshan under the sunset!

"Someone! There are foreign enemies breaking into the sword pavilion!"

"It's Shen Du!"

"It's that big devil! Come on, catch him!"

Tong Bo's whole body jolted violently, but he didn't react for a while. He didn't know why Shen Du was running for his life to make such a big commotion, but in a flash, his whole body became cold.

on purpose!

This devil is definitely intentional!

Tong Bo, who wanted to understand the key, had already scolded the ignorant demon in his heart, and quickly rushed to the railing to look down.

At this moment, the entire Pengshan was shocked.

Under the bright shadow of the setting sun, Shen Du's figure is like lightning when it is fast, and flying like a flying eagle when it is light, leaping between the houses, as if entering a realm of no one! I didn't put the famous Pengshan in my eyes at all!

Gu Zhaozheng was discussing matters with the people in his door in Tianyue Building, and suddenly he heard voices outside, and he had a bad premonition. When he came out, the bad premonition became a reality.

He flew down and directly blocked Shen Du's path.

At this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, there are thousands of words in the stomach, and the anger is already burning.

He could easily guess why Shen Du made such a big move when he escaped. He just wanted everyone in Pengshan to know that he appeared within the range of Pengshan without warning, so that Pengshan would suspect him. How did it get here.

In this way, no matter what the result is, he can be turned against him.

After all, he Shen Du is a well-known big devil on the demon road, and Gu Zhao, who is known as the first immortal of Pengshan, is determined not to be involved with the evil demons.

So at this moment, Gu Zhao's reaction was flawless, he just pointed his sword at Shen Du, his expression was cold and solemn: "Shen Daozhu is here, and I'm welcome. I don't know what is the reason for this visit?"

"It's nothing, that is to say, I heard that your Pengshan holy medicine, ice worm, is very famous, so I borrowed some to use. I thought that Gu Shaoshan would not refuse to be so generous, so I just took it." Shen Du opened his eyes and said nonsense. Looking at Gu Zhao with a smile, "I still have something to do. If someone wants to see me, I would take the liberty of disturbing me, so I won't stay any longer and leave."

As soon as the voice fell, the person turned into a phantom, who was about to forcefully break through in front of Gu Zhao.

How could Gu Zhao let him go so easily

Almost at the moment when Shen Du became violent, the toad palace sword around his waist turned out and pointed towards Shen Du!

The two quickly formed a team.

Where can the rest of the people keep up with their speed and skill

At this moment, I can only watch the two figures move and turn around on the house, and the battle is unclear. After a while, they have reached the distance. Then a dark blue sword light suddenly appeared, and Gu Zhaoru, who was wearing a green robe, was hit hard. He was knocked out, fell on the ridge above the sword pavilion, and stumbled a few steps.

At this distance, no one could hear what they were saying.

Gu Zhao lowered his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Shen Du took his sword and looked at him coldly at the other end: "The acting is so good, even the most capable actor in the troupe will be ashamed when he sees you."

"Are you crazy!"

However, Gu Zhao didn't listen at all. He hadn't really slept in the past few days, so his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole face showed a paranoid and hideousness that he knew he couldn't do.

"Do you know how many people outside are waiting to kill you?!"

How many people were waiting to kill him

Shen Du didn't need to calculate at all, because the number must have no end in sight. What's more, there is a Gu Zhao in front of him who will do everything in his power

After knowing each other for five years, he couldn't guarantee that he could tell the truth from falsehood in every word he said.

But don't care now.

Shen Du reflected the crimson sunset in the sky, put the Snow Deer Sword back in its sheath, only looked at Gu Zhao lightly, and smiled lightly: "Isn't that what you want?"

When the words fall, people drift away.

Gu Zhao stood at the height of Jiange, pressing his chest against the slight injury he suffered when he just fought against Shen Du, and just watched him go all the way to the seaside where the sails were docked in the northwest of Pengshan, with anger and paranoia on his face. It all faded away, and in the end there was only a terrifying calm.

He knew it, and so did Shen Du.

When he left Pengshan and rushed to Tianji Chanyuan desperately, the entire martial arts forest would know his whereabouts, and they would try their best to chase him just as they were besieging and suppressing Wusheng back then, and wanted him to die in front of the Zhige Monument at all costs.