Poor Monk

But I already have someone I like.

Like you numb.

At that time, Gu Zhao wanted to greet Shen Du and his [-]th generation ancestors, but at the end, looking at his expression, he felt that he was extraordinarily gentle when he said this, so for some reason, instead of scolding him, he fucked this man to death .

He didn't say anything else until he finally left the village where Yao Mo Dao was temporarily staying.All the way back to Xiefeng Villa, he met a smiling Lu Feichan on the way, and he bent his lips with the most perfect smile, said a few words to her, and went back to his guest room.

Tong Bo stood outside the door.

Gu Zhao glanced at him, and when he gave him a look, he knew that someone was waiting in the room, so he stepped through the door.

"It can be regarded as coming back, Chi has been waiting for Gu Shaoshan for a long time."

If Shen was here alone, he would definitely be taken aback when he heard this voice.Because the person who spoke was none other than Chi Yin, the young leader of the Tianshui League that he wanted to deceive earlier!

At this moment, he was sitting casually at the chess table, drinking tea.

Gu Zhao saw that he was wearing a new black brocade robe today, with the three silver rings hanging casually on his left ear.

Even when he came in, the opponent's actions did not become respectful.

Instead, he smiled and asked him: "It seems that the roster has already been given to Shen Du? You said that with his current status, why are you bothering? He insisted on going to Tianji Temple. On the surface, it was said that it was for the three volumes of Buddhist collections, but I don't think it fits his temperament."

This sounds inexplicably uncomfortable.

Gu Zhao thought, he still prefers to talk to Shen Du.Although today's Shen Du can choke people to death.

But it's better than this guy.

Gu Zhao walked in, took his own seat opposite him, looked at a remnant chess game played by Chi Yin on the chess table, glanced at him again, and said, "I don't know what Shen Du's plan is, but you wear It's really uncomfortable to look at this fake face."

"Ok?"

"Chi Yin" on the opposite side made a slightly raised voice, raised his hand and touched his "face", but slowly laughed, turned his eyes, and asked Gu Zhao in a rather playful manner.

"What's so strange about my face? On the contrary, you guys are weird. You guys don't like soft and soft daughters. Why do you all fall in love with smelly and hard men? First Shen Du, Then you."

"Fuck your ass."

Gu Zhao's face turned a little cold. If Shen Du was in front of him, he could still say one, two, three, four, five, but Chi Yin was not so simple.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Of course it's about cooperation." Chi Yin put down his palm, said something calmly, and then continued, "I remember you told me that you wanted to work with me to get rid of Shen Du. Now I've thought about it. In this martial arts world, Of course I want to get rid of him more than you. I just wonder if Gu Shaoshan has changed his mind now?"

"How could it be?" Gu Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Master Chi is willing to cooperate, at least it can save Zhaoba from a serious trouble, why not do it?"

"Hahaha……"

Yue Mo felt that he was also Gu Zhao's confidant, and knew that their cooperation this time might be a one-shot deal that would never happen again, so Chi Yin laughed out loud, and only revealed his plan after laughing enough.

"Then it's definitely a great opportunity to go down the Bukong Mountain."

By that time, Shen Du had already offended Tianji Temple on Bukong Mountain for begging for the Buddha's treasure, and because he got the Buddha's treasure, he must have the crime of carrying a jade, and the heroes of the world will not tolerate him.

If you find any reason, you can surround and annihilate them at the foot of the mountain.

If there were two behemoths like Pengshan and Tianshuimeng, Shen Du would definitely be unable to escape.

No need for Chi Yin to say much, Gu Zhao also understood how wonderful the timing was, so he laughed very happily.

It's Chi Yin, with a little more melancholy in his eyes.

He picked up the tea and drank it, and when he put it down, he sighed a little: "If someone told me back then that Shen Du would become like this, I would never believe it..."

Gu Zhao didn't speak.

There were only the two of them in the room, and there was no need to worry about others watching and being suspicious when they sat opposite each other. After all, they were considered powerful figures on the righteous path, so it was completely normal to have a cup of tea and talk.

It's just that no one's mind is in sight.

"Chi Yin" was thinking about those things that happened a long time ago, as well as the lucky Shen Du who survived the catastrophe; Gu Zhao also thought about Shen Du, but he didn't know Shen Du in the past, and now I was just wondering if there was any reason why he had to go besides the Buddha's Treasure in Tianji Temple...

It was almost dusk.

These days, the spring air is getting warmer, the sound of insects is slowing down, and the birds that flew away last winter are flying back from the south, adding a little bit of lively noise to the surrounding world.

The sun will set, the moon will rise, and there will be peace on Bukong Mountain.

In the grand Zen courtyard, the temple Zen rooms are connected together, and at a glance, only the old, lonely Karma Pagoda stands tall and abruptly in it.

This year's worry-free flowers bloomed very late.

This is the sacred flower of Buddhism.Some skinny flowers stand outside the pagoda, only emitting many green leaves, and the pale yellow buds are still small, curled up into a ball, and there is no sign of blooming yet.

A gust of wind blows.

The monk in white stood under the tree and raised his unsullied eyes to see.

The haggard old monk rarely sat cross-legged on the steps outside the pagoda, pinching the long string of hanging beads little by little, and when he felt the breath of the wind, he raised his head accordingly.

The green leaves of the trees are shaking.

The old monk then remembered another famous koan in Zen: "When the heart is born, all kinds of demons are born; when the heart is destroyed, all kinds of demons are destroyed. It is not the wind, not the banner."

This paragraph, monks are familiar with it.

He stood still for a long time, and when he spoke, there was a different meaning in his voice: "The benevolent..."

The next two words quietly disappeared.