Gu Mang was brought up by the housekeeper.
With an iron lock around his neck, he clanked all the way, bare feet, and appeared from the shadows.
Unlike the last time Mo Xi saw him, Gu Mang seemed very calm last time, as if he was staying in his own territory, so he didn't see the slightest unease. At this moment, although Gu Mang was still calm, his muscles were tensed, and the sharp eyes hidden behind the long eyelashes swept across the faces of everyone in turn, full of danger.
The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and Mo Xi's heart moved slightly.
He knew that his current situation was also very embarrassing. If Gu Mang suddenly mentioned the incident that he met in Luomei Bieyuan before, although it would not have much impact on him, it would not be a good thing after all.
But with such rationality, a secret place in his heart was secretly clamoring, hoping that Gu Mang would have a slightly different reaction to him.
Unfortunately, Gu Mang disappointed him.
Gu Mang had no interest in him at all, it seemed that he just regarded him as one of those strange guests, and didn't even stop at his face. Moved away without concern.
"..." Mo Xi picked up the exquisite jade cup on the table with a gloomy face, and began to play with his eyes down in silence.
"Well, the famous beast of the altar in the past." Murong Lian said with a smile, "Gu Mang, what are you doing so nervously? You have been serving in my house since you were a child, so what is there to visit again? horrible."
"Come." He said, beckoning to Gu Mang, "Come here."
Gu Mang took two steps forward slowly, and his eyes fell on the incense burner in front of Murong Lian. Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be smoked by the smell of floating dreams in the incense burner, sneezed, and suddenly turned his head and ran away.
Murong Lian didn't expect that he would suddenly attack, but after regaining his senses, he said sharply, "Catch him for me!"
Gu Mang's spiritual core has been abolished, but his movement is still fierce. A pair of long legs swept over, kicking three or four people down, and then he supported him with one hand, leaping like a cheetah, dodging and trying to grab his arm. The housekeeper fell steadily on the ground.
This set of actions is smooth and smooth, and although there is no magic, it is also very powerful.
Gu Mang kicked people, looked back at them, scratched his cheeks, turned around and continued to flee.
"...In the end, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and the abolished Gu Shuai is more capable than this group of rabble." He said, and glanced at Mo Xi, "What do you think, Xihe-Jun?"
Mo Xi folded his arms and leaned against the chair silently, ignoring Murong Lian, but watching Gu Mang running back and forth in the hall to avoid dodging. Gu Mang's kung fu foundation was too solid. It took a lot of effort for the servants in Wangshu Mansion to subdue him. All of them were covered in sweat, with blue noses and bruised faces.
"Lord, bind it up."
"Looking at these panting appearances, those who didn't know thought it wasn't him who was abolished, but you, idiots!"
The servant immediately lowered his head and swallowed nervously with his Adam's apple. Fortunately, Murong Lian did not continue to blame, but with a wide sleeve, he said impatiently, "Bring it back."
Gu Mang was taken to the center of the hall again, and since he had been reluctant to obey, they had to tie his body tightly with a spell and escort him to the front of the seat.
"Kneel down!"
Gu Mang refused to kneel, so he was violently kicked in the knee by the group of people and fell to the ground.
His mouth, nose, neck, abdomen, and knees were tightly bound by black immortal ties, his eyes were confused and furious, and his loose robes were also open, revealing a large pale chest.
Murong Lian got off Concubine Xiang's couch, still clinging to the silver spoon in her hand, leaning over and staring at Gu Mang carefully: "The greatness of Chonghua is all my Murong Jiangshan... General, where are you going? You Where can you run to?"
After speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and gave Gu Mang a slap.
There was a crisp sound of "pop", and with ten percent of the force, five red marks appeared on the cheeks.
Gu Mang was beaten to the side, and he didn't say a word. Instead, Mo Xi's eyelashes moved slightly.
"I've taught you the rules for two years, but I still haven't learned it at all."
Murong Lian straightened up, smelled the remaining fragrance of the spoon tip, and suddenly turned to look at Mo Xi.
"Xihe-Jun, I heard that you are good at governing the army. When you took over the Wangba Army left by Gu Mang, many veterans wanted to rebel, but they were persuaded by your oath before the army. Since you have If you are so capable, why don't you teach the former commander of the Eighth Army for me? Let him also learn to be good."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for the servant to drag the man to Mo Xi.
"Speaking of which, he stabbed Mo Shuai in the chest at the beginning. This belated apology should be made up for Mo Shuai."
Murong Lian said slowly, "Now you are a knife, he is a fish, you can torture him however you want. Please."
Gu Mang can't understand many complex sentences. He won't understand what kind of knife, fish and meat, but the word "torture" to him is like a dog who is scared of being beaten when he hears the sound of a stick moving, and his whole body is jolted. , suddenly opened his eyes. He was lying on the ground, his vision was limited, and he couldn't see Mo Xi standing behind him. When the two servants on the left and right moved him, he tried hard to turn his head, but was squeezed even tighter by Xian Suo, who was holding his head. He was out of breath.
For a while, the eyes in the hall were almost all focused on Mo Xi and Gu Mang.
Yue Chenqing covered her eyes and looked out from between her fingers: "Mo Shuai, you two return to revenge, and revenge, but don't kill people in front of me, I'm still a child."
"… "
Mo Xi didn't speak. He slowly leaned over, half kneeling on one knee, with one elbow on his knee, and the other hand wearing a black leather glove pinched Gu Mang's chin and lifted it up.
Gu Mang's mouth was restrained by the iron chains, and he couldn't scold him at all, so he could only stare at him while earning the iron chain jingle.
In an instant, an inexplicable trembling rose in Mo Xi's heart. He didn't know why, but when he saw Gu Mang's clothes being tied up in a mess, a layer of excited goosebumps appeared behind him.
Is it the excitement of finally stepping on the prey under your feet and watching it slaughter it? Or outraged anger? Or some other emotion.
He didn't know, and he didn't really want to know.
His cold eyes looked down, the lights flickered, and Gu Mang's vicious and pitiful appearance filled his field of vision.
"..." After a long while, Mo Xi closed his eyes and got up, "Take it."
"Huh? What does Xi Hejun mean?"
Mo Xi turned his face away: "I'm not interested in him."
Murong Lian smiled and said, "So that's the case. I also said where I hit Xi He-jun's sore spot and made Xi He-jun unhappy." He said, adding a little bit to the hookah in his hand, He narrowed his eyes and took a sharp sip, and then his eyes flowed, squinting over.
"However, Xihe-Jun really impresses me. After so many years in the army, he is still the same as before. These men and women, enemies and beautiful women, can't get into your eyes. Out of curiosity, I ask, what is it going to be like? Heavenly fragrance and national color, you just like it?"
Mo Xi remained silent, his face sank.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was getting more and more tense, Yue Chenqing scratched her head, and couldn't help but leaned over and wanted to interject.
Mo Xi didn't reply, "Stand away."
"… Oh… "
Murong Lian smoked too much and sneered: "Xihe-Jun thought that Young Master Yue could become addicted to such a little cigarette smoke? Don't worry, this is absolutely impossible."
"It's better." Mo Xi's eyes were like Wu Hook in the cold night, staring at Murong Lian's face through the smoky mist.
Probably because of the family's struggle for power, Murong Lian was disgusted with the Mo family. Since childhood, she had always asked Mo Xi for trouble. It was not once or twice to test his thoughts like this.
Murong Lian smiled, and she continued to ask, "You haven't answered my question yet, I am a huge Luomei Bieyuan, surrounded by fat and thin, men and women, and there are hundreds of people, Xi He Jun. Isn't there a single eye-catcher?"
"... My private affairs, don't bother you to inquire."
Murong Lian was lightly smoking a hookah, her nephrite fingers lit the jet-black smoking gun, and puffed the clouds: "Hehe, why should Xihe-Jun be restrained. I know that you cherish your reputation, but in my opinion, life is still alive. , it's good to be happy, those irrelevant integrity, character, just like passing by..."
As he spoke, he exhaled a breath of blurred smoke, and revealed a faint smile in the green haze. He blew away the haze and said slowly.
"Look, it's gone in a moment."
Mo Xi said coldly, "Fame?"
"Xi and Jun are not close to men and women, not because of fame, but because of what?"
Mo Xi said indifferently, "Because of cleanliness."
Murong Lian was silent for a while, squinting, and a thin stream of smoke was exhaling between his lips and teeth.
The two battled each other for a while, Murong Lian turned her head and sneered, and lay back on Concubine Xiang's couch: "A clean person, so boring." After saying that, she waved her hand and greeted the other guests.
"Come and come, have fun with each other, and play whenever you want. You don't have to be polite."
"After the banquet today, whoever is holding the girl who is still alive and still not drunk, I will treat it as someone with a weak kidney and a weak body. From now on, Luomei Bieyuan will not be able to entertain them."
The slave came over and asked at a loss: "Lord, then... should this Gu Mang be taken back, or put here?"
"Let's go, what are you taking back for?" Murong Lian smiled, "Although Xihe-Jun has no interest in this, don't the others stop playing?" He glanced at Mo Xi, "Xihe-Jun, you You really don't care about him, do you?"
"If you really don't want him, then I'll let my brothers be happy."
"… "
Seeing that Mo Xi was ignoring it, Murong Lian smiled, the dim light flashing in her eyes was like the scales of a snake: "Okay." He nodded, raised his hand and pointed at Gu Mang, "This person is too ugly, Xi and Jun look at it. Don't go, don't. You guys pull him down and have fun with you young masters."
The others were naturally happy in their place, and they probably had a little face to face when they bullied ordinary singers in public, but when they bullied Gu Mang, everyone applauded and applauded.
Who made Gu Mang a traitor to Chonghua
For a while, the drunken monks were all around him making fun of him, thinking of mean ways to humiliate him.
Someone saw that he was hungry and threw a piece of sauce bone in front of him: "Eat what you want."
Gu Mang's animal nature is the best. After going around a few times, he couldn't stand the hunger. He really picked up the sauce bone and put it at the tip of his nose. He first smelled it carefully, feeling the same, then opened his mouth and bit it down a bit. Chewing in his mouth, his eyes stared cautiously and attentively at the young masters in front of him.
Mo Xi caught a glimpse of such a scene out of the corner of his eye, and felt suffocated in his heart, so he had to turn his face even wider. But the face turned away, but the voice could not be avoided, and it came in sharply.
"Hahaha, Gu Shuai, say you are a beast, are you really picking up bones to eat?"
The boys roared with laughter.
"Didn't you like to be clean in the past? Why do you want things that fell on the ground?"
"General Gu, where's your face?"
The contempt of the whole room could overturn the roof tiles, but Gu Mang ignored it and just silently nibbled at the rare meat bone with sauce, and in a short while he ate all the bones.
He licked his lips, raised his head again, swept across those sneering faces, and landed on the tray of the case table. There are piles of small tower-like braised sauce bones, square and large, evenly fat and thin, each piece of braised pork is wrapped in a rich sauce, and the oil is fragrant. Gu Mang stared at it silently for a while, then suddenly said, "Give it to me."
This was the first time he had spoken normally after entering the house, and they were all a little excited when they saw a cat that had been silent for a while suddenly meowing.
"Give you what?"
Gu Mang was rude, with the face of a beast begging for food: "Give me the meat."
Everyone laughed: "Hahaha, look, he will beg for meat!"
"I don't know anything else, but the meat knows it. This beast of the altar, hehe."
A gentleman in the seat asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Gu Mang nodded.
That son and brother actually took a piece, poked it with the jade chopstick, and handed it to him. Gu Mang took it and was about to eat it when the young man suddenly laughed and said, "You dog who is betraying the country and the monarch still wants to eat meat? Go and be your daydream!" As he spoke, his fingertips moved slightly. , the piece of braised pork that Gu Mang was holding was instantly extinguished into a cloud of blue smoke.
Gu Mang seemed to be taken aback. He stared at his hand for a while, then tossed and turned for a while, and finally lowered his head and looked for a while on the ground. Finally, he was determined. He was a little confused. He tilted his head: "The meat is gone."
In the wing, a group of people scrambled to find him happy.
"It's not easy to want to eat?"
Someone mixed vinegar, wine, sauce, and fat in a wine bottle and brought it to him: "Come on, try this, Qiongye Yulu, hahahaha."
Gu Mang was probably thirsty and hungry for a long time. Although he didn't trust them that much, he still took the wine bottle and smelled it. He felt that the taste was a bit strange, so he cautiously licked it.
After a moment of silence, he directly sprayed the man's face with a "poof".
"… "
Some people patted their legs with joy, while others were excitedly thinking of other ways to humiliate him. The young man who was sprayed was extremely embarrassed. He took the veil and wiped his face. Go slap and scolded: "If you drink it, you will pick it, pick your ancestor's."
Gu Mang was beaten, and he immediately wanted to fight back, but when Liao Guo destroyed his sanity, he also lost his powerful spiritual power. He was not the cultivator's opponent at all, and he was strangled by the chains in two strokes. Ding Ding Dangdang couldn't break free, and could only stare at each other fiercely.
That look really looks exactly like a wolf.
"Show him good! Beat him!"
"Yes! Beat him!"
Who doesn't hate Gu Mang? In particular, Mo Xi and Murong Lian were still present today, so those young masters, with the idea of pleasing the two gods, cast their spells mercilessly, and the attack spells rained down on Gu Mang—as long as they didn’t kill him, Just pick the toughest.
Gu Mang was soon besieged without a place to breathe, but he didn't know why these people hated him so much, he wanted to speak, but his mouth was full of blood.
A few people still felt unhappy, so they simply picked up the unfinished wine bottle just now, spit a few more saliva into it, then snapped Gu Mang's chin, and shouted, "Open your mouth! Swallow it for me!"
"Drink it up! Don't think of this door if you don't drink up today!"
This group of nobles and nobles were surrounding him to humiliate him, torturing him with all the fervor to please Xi Hejun, when suddenly they heard a muffled "bang" in the corner.
Everyone turned their heads all of a sudden, only to see Mo Xi, who had been silently playing with the wine cup, suddenly got up, threw the jade cup on the table, raised his eyes, and his face was extremely gloomy.
The author has something to say: Alian: Hahaha, duplicity has to pay a price, don't you care? So what cup did you drop
Mo Xi: The hand slips.
Young Master A, B, C: Come, come, Gu Mang, eat another piece of meat~
Mo Xi: …
Alian (squint): Mo Shuai, do I want to give you a non-slip cup