Poor Monk

As soon as the words came out, Shen Du himself was stunned.

At this moment, the whole person felt a slight dizziness, as if being hit on the head suddenly by something, buzzing.

Is he afraid he is crazy?

Gu Zhao on the opposite side obviously didn't expect him to say this answer suddenly, and was watching him with a very strange and subtle gaze.

After all, the attitude he showed earlier was somewhat resistant.

Maybe now Gu Zhao is thinking in his mind what kind of conspiracy he might have.

But Shen Du swears: at the moment when the words came out, he didn't think about anything, but thought of the monk, and subconsciously agreed.

Not empty mountain.

Tianji Temple.

Bamboo Sea Bamboo House.

monk.

Zen incense.

Scripture.

One picture after another flashed across his mind, but what stayed in the end was neither the danger when he fought against Hui Seng Shanzai that night, nor the drunkenness when he engraved the provocative horoscope in the Thousand Buddha Hall, but...

In front of the bamboo house, under the eaves.

The monk's eyes were clear and meaningful, and he smiled slightly amidst the light and sparse shadows.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Gu Zhao laughed, but there was something strange in the eyes that were looking at him.

Shen Du came back to his senses, subconsciously touched the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, as if he wanted to suppress something in his heart, so he smiled slowly and replied to Gu Zhao: "You see, I seem to be out of my mind look like?"

"picture?"

Gu Zhao repeated the sentence, with a strange look on his face.

"You Shen Du, don't you always have something wrong with your brain?"

This is really speechless.

Yes.

In the eyes of the world, how could he have no problems?If he goes crazy every day, that is normal; if he is normal one day, others will be frightened and go crazy.

So Gu Zhao's words immediately let Shen Du know what a stupid question he was asking: "Then wouldn't it be better? There is someone who is worthy of your trust and has worked with you for a long time, and something is wrong with his mind. Shouldn't you be happy to agree to seek another big deal with you?"

"That's right..."

However, just because Shen Du has problems, it doesn't mean that he thinks Shen Du is a fool.In Gu Zhao's eyes, there is still a bit of undisguised exploration.

"But I always feel that you promised me that you have other purposes besides the three volumes of Buddhist treasures."

"is it?"

Shen Du raised his eyebrows, and the end of his eyes, which were originally long and narrow, also added a different taste with this slight movement.

"After all, it is the number one immortal in Pengshan. If you say there is, then so be it."

"why?"

Gu Zhao didn't talk nonsense with him, but asked questions directly.

Shen Du didn't answer for the time being.

He got up from his seat, stepped on the thin layer of stone chips on the ground, and stood on the edge of the extremely high cliff, looking far away.

The sun is blazing, and the Tianji Temple is not empty on the top of the Buddha, it is bright and magnificent.

Even though the distance is extremely far away, he seems to be able to hear the Sanskrit sound.

With his back turned, Gu Zhao couldn't see his expression clearly, but could only hear his voice that became faint in the misty mountains.

"Being famous, no one has ever made me suffer so much, and I have always been a person who holds grudges. Gu Zhao, tell me, if that wise monk is kind, see me again, and I will be fair and honest with Wu What kind of expression should the holy descendant go to ask for the three volumes of Buddhist treasures?"

A gentleman remembers kindness, and a villain remembers revenge.

As soon as Shen Du said this, Gu Zhaojing suddenly felt that it was reasonable: Yes, the Shen Du he knew was such a person who must take revenge.

At the same time, he is capricious, fickle, and has a bad temper.

only……

Squinting his eyes slightly, Gu Zhao finally asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time: "Seeing how you hate that wise monk so much, he must be the one who broke into the Thousand Buddha Hall that night. But since you escaped Judging from the situation that day, even if you have the ability, the injury will not recover quickly, and if you fight with Shanzai again, it will definitely make things worse. The Shen Daoist who appeared in front of Gu now is unscathed, even better than before. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, Gu can't believe it. What kind of chance did you get?"

chance?

Shen Du laughed.

I'm afraid it's a bad fate.

"You asked, but I don't want to answer you. I'm not in the mood." He said clearly that he didn't want to answer, but only looked back at Gu Zhao, "You said that the descendants of the Martial Sage are in your hands, but I can't believe it. You Gu Zhaosheng Sex is deceitful, it is easy to deceive people in this world, I have to be careful. This person, you have to show me first."

"Don't worry, that's exactly what I mean."

Gu Zhaoke never expected Shen Du to cooperate with him so easily, after all, in this arena, he is one of the few people who knows his true colors.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. That kid is thirty miles away in Yiyang City. I'll take you to meet him."

"Let's go then."

Shen Du was alone now, and he was not in a hurry to go back to Yaomo Dao to clean up the mess. He only greeted Gu Zhao, then tapped his toes, jumped up, and headed southeast like a flying crane.

Bukong Mountain is a place of right and wrong at the moment, and Gu Zhaozi doesn't want to stay for a long time.

He came here to wait for Shen Du because he had already made arrangements for Pengshan's affairs, so he didn't hesitate at the moment.Shen Du went first, and then he followed.

Not a moment later, the figures of the two disappeared in the east of the rolling mountains.

Another half an hour passed.

Under this solitary peak, a series of dense footsteps finally came.It turned out to be a group of more than ten monks with stern faces and hurried steps, coming from the west and heading east.

The wine jug that Gu Zhao dropped earlier fell into the stream, and it fell to pieces.

The wine mixed into the stream, and the aroma of the wine diffused into the air.

It has long since faded.

But when walking here, one of the monks wearing a snow-white monk's robe stopped in his footsteps, and his eyes fell on the fragments of wine pots scattered in the crevices of the rocks in the mountain stream.

"Brother Shanzai, what's wrong?"

Another great monk, Shanming, who was walking a little ahead, noticed his pause, so he couldn't help but stopped, and asked a little strangely.

Just looking at the white-clothed monk's eyes, but hiding a bit of worry.

The eight words on the Hall of Thousand Buddhas yesterday have almost spread throughout the entire Buddhist monastery. Even the monks who are indifferent to the world can faintly smell the bloody wind approaching them.

Three volumes of the Buddhist collection were stolen.

What kind of frightening thing is this?

But it actually happened, and it happened right under the eyes of the entire Chanyuan, under the watchful eye of Shanzai, the No.1 newcomer of Tianji Chanyuan.

This is a big deal, how can we not shake it?

I don't know how many people in the world are coveting this thing, and hiding it in Tianji Temple has already made them very dissatisfied.Now that the Buddhist treasure has been stolen, if others find out about it, what kind of evil storm will it cause?

The Chanyuan has always been in a detached position in the Jianghu.

Although no one said it clearly, how could the other sects get used to it when they saw it?It's all just ignorance.

Once you get the chance, plus the matter of the Buddha's possession...

Ugh.

Now it is temporarily forbidden to spread the news, and we are discussing the solution; but where is there an impenetrable wall in the world?

The pure days of Buddhism are about to disappear.

Shanming let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time looked at the monk's eyes, but a little more worry was added.

But the monk didn't seem to feel it.

His face was still as pale as yesterday when he was so angry that he nearly became possessed, but his eyes were more calm than yesterday. He only looked at the pile of fragments for a moment, then raised his head to look up.

The lone peak stands tall and the cliff is abrupt.

All the monks followed his gaze.

Shanming also raised his head, vaguely thinking of something: "Shall we go up and check?"

"No need."

The voice is light, slightly hoarse, like a cloud wrapped in the wind.

Sounds great.

But Shanming suddenly felt a little dazed.

I haven't heard Senior Brother Shanzai speak for a year, and I'm almost used to his silence and silence.Now that I have broken the closed phrase, I hear his voice again, although it is as familiar as in my memory, but it adds a little strange strangeness.

He was taken aback for a moment before reacting, and nodded.

The group continued to head east.

He has come from the place of slaughter, and he is going to the place of slaughter.

If you don't empty Shanxi, there are already corpses strewn across the field, and the Sword Sect of East Lake is destroyed; if you don't empty Shandong, what kind of bloody massacre will happen?

He crosses the unblooming butterfly with compassion, and he repays the sacrificial Buddha with killing karma.

Demons are demons after all.

The snow-white monk still walked in the front, and finally slowly clenched the Buddhist beads in his palm.

There was a slight coldness between the drooping eyebrows, and the smile from the past disappeared from the corners of the slightly pursed lips, only the faint coldness in the eyes.