Poor Monk

Who is Gu Zhao?

The romantic figure in the hearts of the knights in the world, [-]% of the idiots in the world think he is a "immortal" who is truly compassionate, but in Shen Du's eyes, calling this grandson a "sanctified bastard" is all flattery!

There is no cheapest, only cheaper!

In the years since he got to know Gu Zhao, he has deeply realized how applicable this sentence is to such a person.

Just like at this moment, when he saw these ten words, he had already helped Gu Zhao greet his eighteen generations of ancestors three hundred times in his heart, barely fulfilling his filial piety.

It's almost a curse that he will be ridden by thousands of people in the future!

Holding this page of biography, the knuckles of Shen Du's fingers turned white, as if he was about to crush this page, it took a lot of effort to forcefully suppress the urge to curse, Take a deep breath.

breathe.

Then, seriously, I scanned the ten words again.

In the end, his eyes stopped on the first four words, and he slowly froze.

Cursing in my heart returns to cursing in my heart.

Gu Zhao is indeed not a good person, but he is by no means an unreliable person at a critical moment, so after pulling his attention away from the word "regret", he easily noticed the other party's information.

"Bukong Shanbei..."

Now both the good and the evil have sent many people to wander around Bukong Mountain, which can be said to be "ambush on all sides", fearing that they will miss the opportunity to kill him, the big devil.

Pengshan, or Gu Zhao, is of course there.

His four words seem ordinary, but they are basically telling Shen Du: Bukong Shanbei, you come out, I will respond.

only……

Can you trust him?

Tianji Temple's position in the rivers and lakes has always been aloof. In other words, such a sect can be regarded as an "outsider place" that is not well understood by the world.

Before Wu Sheng Lou Dongwang's accident, many people didn't even know Bukong Mountain.

After the incident, the map of Bukong Mountain and its surroundings gradually appeared.

Shen Du has seen this picture, and has walked around in the past few days. Of course, he knows the direction, and he is also very clear about the situation in "Bukongshanbei".

Surrounded by high mountains there, the steep mountains meander.

The terrain is steep, but the most important thing is that it is deserted.

I also want to know that for a seriously injured and helpless person, this way of escape is really not easy at all, and if something unexpected happens, I am afraid that there will be no one to respond to it.

But Gu Zhao gave this way.

This is very interesting.

Shen Du stared at these four words, pondered for a long time, and then slowly laughed, but instead of feeling soft at all, it became more fierce.

His relationship with Gu Zhao...

It can be seen from these four words alone.

It seems like an enemy, like a best friend.

You can spare the other party or save the other party's life at the risk of the world, or you can show "goodwill" and hide "maliciousness" at this critical moment of life and death.

Gu Zhao really wanted him to die at the Hongmen Banquet back then.

Shen Du knows.

So now that he thought about these four words carefully, he felt the temptation hidden in them——

In the letter to Gu Zhao, he did not state the specific situation of his recovery from injury.

In Gu Zhao's reply, he directly stated that he was in the north of Bukong Mountain.

If you want to escape from this direction, although it is indeed not easy to be discovered, it is also the most difficult.A seriously injured person can't do it unless he has recovered more than [-]% of his skills.

In other words, based on these four words alone, Gu Zhao can learn the details of his injury and recovery from his reaction and reply...

"Scheming, scheming and vicious!"

With a simple thought, Shen Du sensed the danger, raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly folded the paper into a thin strip, wrapping it between his fingers.

"It's a pity that this trip is too lucky, I'm afraid it won't make your wish come true..."

Think about it with your toes, Gu Zhaoruo knows that his injury is still serious, can he not make trouble?But once his skills recovered, he had to weigh the cost and consequences of doing so.

It was obviously a step, but in fact it was three steps back.

This is Gu Zhao.

Shen Du really knew him too well, after thinking about it at this moment, he was going to write a letter stating his intention, including the timing of leaving from Bukongshan, and then let You Zhiniao send it back.

But when it came time to pick up the pen, I stopped for some reason.

At that moment, what flashed through his mind was the faint scent of sandalwood and the monk's sleeve that flashed in his blurred vision when he was seriously injured and fell beside the "Zhige Monument".

And all the details of these days.

The compassionate eyes of the dumb monk yesterday, the fingers flipping scriptures under the lamplight...

Shen Du's eyelids trembled slightly.

He stood in front of the desk for a long time, and his eyes fell on the rolled scroll next to the desk, and then he slowly put down the pen and put it back on the pen hill.

This is the first time in ten years.

For the first time because of a person...

indecision.

In the end, Shen Du did not write this letter.

He put down the pen and paper, let go of the Youzhi Bird, only raised the Chuihong Sword again, closed the window, turned around and walked out the door, towards the other side of the bamboo sea.

This time, he didn't use light-weight exercises, so he left a series of shallow footprints.

The bamboo sea is very deep.

But in its depths, there is a flat lake.

When walking around a few days ago, Shen Du had already noticed it, but it was dusk and the light was a bit dim when he saw it, so he didn't notice it strangely; today he was walking with a sword, and looking at it in the blue sky and daylight, his mood was actually calmed down.

A sea of ​​bamboo stretches for ten miles.

Arriving here, it seems that a piece of jasper has been dug out, and a lake like suet white jade is embedded.It is not very wide, nor is it very vast, but when the skylight shines on the lake from this elliptical gap, it seems to be shining.

The breeze ruffles the surface of the lake, and a few bamboo leaves ripple like boats.

A rocky mountain peak stands on the other side of the lake.

The terrain has been elevated from here.

After calming down, Shen Du could even hear the faint sound of the waterfall rushing between the rocks on the opposite side, so he guessed that the other side of the lake must have some kind of wonderful cave.

Only he didn't go.

As soon as he raised the sword in his hand, he drew it out. The snow-white Chuihong sword faced the skylight, reflecting a bit of cold light, bringing a little careless sword spirit.

Where the heart goes, where the sword goes.

When the monk returned and followed his footsteps to find this place, he saw him dancing his sword.

People are not by the lake, but in the lake.

"Zheng-"

When the sword was lifted, the waves swayed gently, splashing water like a waterfall, and the snow-white sword body was held in his palm under the bright sunlight, like a dancing silver dragon!

Come at your fingertips, swords are like jade, people are like rainbows!

The three-foot front rises abruptly, and for a moment, the sword follows the person, piercing from the lake to the sky!

The momentum is extremely fierce!

The distance was too far, and the monk really couldn't see clearly what kind of demeanor the sword dancer was at the moment.However, one can get a glimpse of it from this fierce and willful sword gesture.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers.

His dark purple robe also condensed an indelible heaviness and power. He was a demon, but not like a demon.

Demons and heretics shouldn't have such good looks.

Someone with such good looks shouldn't be some kind of evil heretic.

But Shen Du, it happened.

He is the biggest devil in the world who can't be killed quickly, and he also has an appearance that can amaze the world.

The monk carried a food box containing porridge and vegetables.

In front of his eyes is this man's wild swordsmanship on the lake, and in his ears is the majesty of the wind singing and howling swords, but in his heart are the words spoken by the elders of the Dharma Academy in the Daxiong Palace to all the monks.

For the first time, Gujing's unwavering eyes were filled with bewilderment.

Buddha beads hang in his palm.

heavily.

The monk's heart was also heavy. He watched Shen Du dance the sword for a long time, but he didn't make a sound. He just walked along the lake and walked slowly towards the other side of the lake.

As early as when he came, Shen Du saw him.

It's just that he didn't make a sound to disturb, and he didn't stop for a while.

He didn't point the tip of the sword towards the lake until he finished performing the three moves of the Liuhe swordsmanship and fully understood his own strength.

"Wow!"

The water splashed and was extremely fine.

The sunlight that fell from the sky was immediately scattered into seven colors, and it was bright for a moment.

Shen Du himself, with this insignificant force, landed in front of the monk like a feather being blown up by the wind, fluttering and lightly.

"It seems that you are not stupid. You know how to follow the footprints to find me. Have you brought food?"

He was carrying all the food boxes, so what he asked was nonsense.

But the monk didn't show any impatient expression, he only glanced at the Chuihong Sword which he put into its sheath, then turned his eyes and looked behind the mountain stone.

"Look at what?"

After dancing the sword for a round, he stretched his muscles and bones. At this moment, Shen Du only felt refreshed all over his body, and even his voice became much lighter.

The eyes that looked at the monk were even more friendly.

The monk looked back at him, but didn't answer. He just smiled at him, and then he took the food box and walked towards the direction he was looking at just now.

The sound of the water was loud.

Shen Du was also curious about what was behind this before, but just now he was practicing swords on the lake and had no time to look at it, and out of caution, he would not look at it either.

But judging from what this monk means, it seems that he has been here?

Holding the sword, he followed behind the monk, only then did he realize that the bald donkey was actually taller than himself.

When he looked at it from the front, he didn't feel it, but once he walked behind him, he could see the back of the other's head when he looked up, and he suddenly realized that the monk had a broad back and strong shoulders.

Just like the strong chest he saw yesterday after stripping him naked.

"Cough cough cough..."

Before he knew it, he wanted to go wrong, Shen Du choked himself, his eyes suddenly became a little flickering, and his face also burned for no reason.

Fortunately, the monk did not look back.

So in order to cover up his guilty conscience at that moment, after he calmed down, he quickly asked: "Before you left in such a hurry, did something serious happen in the mountain gate?"

There are countless rocks.

Most of them are huge, and for some reason, they are all piled up in a mess.

But the monk's feet seemed to know the way, and he walked methodically through the fork roads, and gradually he could hear the sound of the water getting louder and louder.

Hearing Shen Du's words, he paused, but slowly shook his head.

When Shen Du saw it, he couldn't believe it.

In addition to ringing the bell at dawn and dusk, when the bell is ringing at other times, it should be a major event where someone is dead or about to die.

He clearly heard and saw the monk's face change before, but now he actually said it's all right?

"Tsk, you have been slept with by me, you are considered to be my person. The emptiness ring is broken, and the indestructible body is destroyed. You say you, why are you still so dedicated to Tianji Temple?"

I don't know why I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and my words are also thorny.

"Monk, you're turning your elbow outward, I'm going to be jealous."

Probably because the word "jealousy" was so weird and nasty, the monk stopped in his footsteps, turned around and gave him a silent look.

That look...

Very deep.It's like the sea in the night, but it also seems to contain endless turbulent and stormy waves.

"Are you kidding me!"

Shen Du inexplicably felt chills on the back of his neck, and thought to himself whether he was too flirty with this sentence, so he quickly shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, looking like "I'm just joking".

"Aren't you going to take me somewhere? Hurry up, hurry up."

"..."

The monk was speechless in the end, and still led the way.

In just a few words, the two of them had passed through a large mess of rocks. When they looked at the ground, they could see clear water flowing between the rocks and heading towards the lake.

It was an underground river.

Originally, there was still some indistinct sound of water, but now it was as clear as thunder.

Shen Du looked up, and saw a rock that was bigger than what he had seen before.

As the monk circled behind the rock, passing through a dark tunnel dug in the rock, his eyes finally opened up. Before he could see clearly in the suddenly bright sky, the huge sound of water had already impacted.

Deafening!

It turned out to be a snow-like waterfall!

Washing down from the other low cliff, over time, a stone pool was formed under this cliff.Its water flows through the underground river below and flows into the lake not far away.

The surrounding huge rocks have been eroded by water flow all year round, and they have become "islands" in the water with strange shapes.

Some are like a lotus flower, some are like bamboo shoots, mushrooms, or even a leaf, and some have the shape of a Buddha.Either sitting or lying down, standing still in the clear and shallow running water...

Shen Du managed to recover from the sudden bright light, seeing such a scene suddenly, he forgot to speak for a moment.

Looking around again, I couldn't help being amazed.

The terrain here is on the high side, it seems to be in the middle of a mountain, it's really a hole in the sky.On the ground, in the pool, there are jagged mountains and rocks, surrounded by mountain walls on all sides.

It looks like a circular depression!

There are also traces of water erosion on the mountain wall, forming many large and small holes.

This is not surprising, and Shen Du has not seen it before.

But when he looked carefully at the four walls, what he saw were not just these holes of different shapes, but countless Buddha statues carved in the holes!

"What is this place……"

In his voice, there was already a bit of exclamation and astonishment that he didn't even notice. He only looked at the monk beside him when he asked this question.

The monk seemed to have expected his reaction, so he was not surprised.

It was probably because he liked this place very much, so the solemnity on his face that was vaguely hidden in his eyes due to the previous incidents in the treasure hall also dissipated a little.

Instead, there was a faint smile.

He turned slightly sideways, only leading Shen Du to look at the rock closest to them beside them.

The three-foot-high stone was covered with some moss.

Shen Du followed the direction of the monk's gaze, and saw the mountain rock, and also saw the handwriting that was covered by moss, but still left some dents.

Little free day.

"Little Zizaitian?"

He went forward and wiped away the traces of moss, only to find that these four characters penetrated extremely deep into the stone, even the deepest and sharpest carving knife in the world may not be able to reach this level.

I don't know, it was left by that peerless master.

Looking at its shape, it is actually a group of extremely sharp iron-painted silver hooks. Although it does not have all kinds of murderous aura, the fierceness and arrogance in this word almost hit your face!

Such handwriting is very suitable for writing the Seven Kills inscription.

Can be used to write these four words...

Shen Du only felt an indescribable weirdness, the same sense of dislocation as when he saw the murderous big devil copying Buddhist scriptures and hanging "Amitabha" on the far side.

"Is this the word left by the seniors of your Tianji Temple?"

After looking at it for a long time, he simply sat down beside the carved rock, raised his head and asked the monk who brought him here.

The monk shook his head.

Seeing Shen Du's posture, he knew that the other party probably wanted to eat here directly, so he squatted down and put down the food box, took off the lid, and took out the dishes one by one.

There is even one meat and one vegetarian.

Pouch tofu.

Tea Smoked Chicken.

A bowl of rice.

A pair of bamboo chopsticks.

Shen Du was stunned.

Of course he wouldn't forget that the monk hadn't given meat to him for a long time since he crushed the ant to death last time, so why is he giving it again now?

In confusion, his eyeballs rolled around, but he raised his lips and smiled: "Suddenly he is so kind to me, not only has food, but also meat and vegetables. And he specially brought me to such a good place, monk , you still dare to say that you don't like me?"

Of course the monk would not pay him any attention.

The muddled words that came out of his mouth seemed to have turned into a wind without any trace when they passed by his ears.

Shen Du felt uncomfortable again.

He had already got up with the chopsticks, but the bald donkey's unmoving appearance, as if he didn't hear anything, really made his teeth itch with hatred, and he had the urge to stab him to death with the chopsticks.

"Out of this Tianji Temple, you? You can't live for three hours!"

This muttering can be regarded as vicious.

But the monk listened, and after staring at him for a moment, instead of being annoyed, he seemed to ponder over the meaning of his words, then shook his head slightly and smiled.

As if he didn't agree with what he said.

"Could it be that you thought you'd be safe and sound?"

When Shen Du saw it, he couldn't believe how this monk got so much confidence. He didn't agree with what he said. He picked up a chicken leg with his chopsticks and put it back.

"I told you a long time ago that you have a bad temper. If I kill an ant, you will throw face. There are murderers out there. Don't you be crazy? Besides, hmph, you are a three-legged cat, and no one else can kill you." I could crush you with my fingers. Oh, ignorance, ignorance!"

Bad temper.

Three-legged cat kung fu.

ignorance.

The monk listened, the smile on his face remained unchanged, he just sat cross-legged facing the lake, with the thumb of his left hand clasped in front of his body, and the Buddhist beads in his right hand, turning them one by one.

On the whole land, Benyina Waterfall is very noisy.

But Shen Du's heart suddenly became pure.

He just watched the monk meditating and chanting scriptures silently, and slowly ate half a plate of food, but the more he ate, the more tasteless he felt like chewing wax, and even gradually there was an indescribable sour and bitter taste under his tongue spread out.

Finally I couldn't eat it anymore.

Shen Du was silent for a long time before he gently put down his bamboo chopsticks. In his pair of deep and dark phoenix eyes, there was a little bit of invisible hope hidden under the fierceness and hostility.

The corners of the lips are curved, which is rare and soft, but the smile is not so natural.

He felt that his throat was also a little dry, but when he spoke, it was as smooth as if he had said it a thousand times in his heart——

"Monk, I'm leaving. Would you like to come with me?"