Poor Monk

So Shen Du didn't speak for a long time.

There were countless pairs of eyes watching them from far behind, but neither he nor Gu Zhao looked back, nor did they feel guilty for exchanging conspiracies in full view.

It was as if they were really talking about Lou Zhang.

Ordinary people count one step at a time, smart people count three steps at a time, but Gu Zhao, taking one step may take ten steps, twenty steps, or even further.

So Shen Du didn't care about what he said at all.

Whatever he said, either he had thought about it for a long time, or he was planning to think about it in the days to come.

The former will not be changed by others;

The latter won't happen just yet.

Moreover, what does this have to do with him?

The status of Tianji Temple is too detached, and Gu Zhao is an ambitious person, even if he is planning for a rainy day, he will first impose some restrictions on Tianji Temple.

You have to pull it down from the altar first, so you can make future plans.

Shen Du slowly withdrew his gaze, and said: "You, Gu Zhao, have always been far away. After the Hongmen Banquet, I sent you a message, and you started to make arrangements. After five years, you know me too well." Yes. One spied out that I was not dead and was still on the Bukong Mountain, and the other knew that I would not live for two years, so I decided to take a risk and visit the Buddhist temple. If not, you would have seen me going down the mountain wearing a Buddhist bead and a painting scroll. Maybe you really turned a blind eye. You turned a blind eye and seldom asked, but it was because my move was in your favor. At that time, I was in a trance, and I was really too lazy to spend any more thoughts on you. "

too lazy to...

Ah.

Gu Zhao didn't refute him at all, but stared at him with extremely bright eyes: "Why do you say it's in my arms?"

"Because you have been paying attention to Tianji Temple for a long time, and you have been jealous of me for a long time. When I enter the Temple, no matter whether I take something with me or not, the world will definitely think that I have taken something away. Then you set up a situation for the descendants of the Martial Saint Give it to me, if I agree, it will be today's development; if I don't get into the set, then you will naturally take the fake Louzhang up the mountain, but then the world will doubt even more that I, who is indifferent to this, have actually got it Buddhist treasure."

In fact, it makes no difference whether you do it or not.

Because Shen Du is the great devil in the way of demons, if he has any relationship with Tianji Temple, others will think of the three volumes of Buddha.

"Tell me, if I was not only late this morning, but also absent from today's discussion, what would the whole world think?"

Shen Du laughed.

"As the saying goes, thieves don't leave empty space. The Lou Zhang in the palace is a fake, but you will never go up the mountain without a plan, so the real descendants of martial arts must be hidden among the crowd, and they will come out without anyone noticing." Take away the Buddhist treasury. At that time, the people in the rivers and lakes who are played and applauded by you will not doubt you, but will suspect me, the suspicious demon Taoist master. Dissatisfied, he even dragged Shanzai as a raft to make Wulin feel hostile towards the monastery. So he killed three birds with one stone, but he was still clean. Tell me, if I take off your clothes now, what can I see?"

"Oh? Is Taoist Shen willing to come and pick off Gu's robe in person?"

Gu Zhao didn't feel the panic that the conspiracy was finally exposed, but as usual, there was a bit of idleness in his posture.

"Then I'll stand here and pick it up for you."

Shen Du naturally sneered, he wouldn't really do it in front of everyone, not to mention whether Gu Zhao is right or not is not important, the important thing is that he has achieved his goal, most of the Buddhist treasures have already been obtained.

"In terms of heart, no one in the world can compare to you."

"But don't you, Daoist Shen, see it clearly?" Gu Zhao was noncommittal, "And this is not a lie to you, after all, haven't you and I been like this all the time? I am Yangguan Dao, you are Dumuqiao, I am clean, you are cruel and merciless, Jianghu People get used to it, and so do you and I.”

Yes.

He is clean, he is ruthless.

He's used to it, and he's used to it, and what's even more frightening is that no one in the Jianghu will doubt it, or if they doubt it, there won't be much splash.

Shen Du thought of a lot, and he also thought of the groups of people fighting openly and secretly around the descendants of the Martial Saints, but he said: "I made an appointment with Chi Yin, and two days later, I ambushed Pengshan at Wufengkou."

Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly understood: "He really couldn't hold his breath anymore. Wufengkou is the place that must be passed back to Pengshan. He will definitely not doubt the place you picked. Then wait Two days later, on the night of Feng Gao's murder, he collected the body of Chi."

Shen Du lowered his eyes and didn't say a word, he just remained silent for a while, and then suddenly said: "Old Li is gone."

"..."

Gu Zhaozi also knew the news, but he also knew that there were still many doubts in this matter. It was impossible for a person who wanted to enjoy his old age to die suddenly without saying a word.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't want to say these things to Shen Du.

"Since the beginning of Jianghu, 'washing your hands in a golden basin' sounds very good, but once you do something that will always lead to death." Gu Zhao turned his head and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, " Some people will never recover if they put down the butcher's knife. What is more terrifying than not having a knife in hand is not having a knife in their heart. From the moment the golden basin washed its hands and stopped making swords, Li Yan should have known what would happen to him. "

These remarks were obviously not just to comment on Li Yan.

Shen Du understood.

He closed his eyes and opened his fingers, feeling the soft and cool feeling of the wind passing through his fingers, but Gu Zhao's voice continued.

"Old Li Jian does not like to kill, so he doesn't make swords for people he doesn't like. He only hopes that the right people can get the right sword and do the right thing. But he doesn't know that anyone who wants a sword A man who wants a sword in his hand is only for killing. If there is a sword, there will be killing. Even if the sword is not made for killing, it will eventually be used for killing."

He looked at him, warning in his voice.

"Shen Du, you stay all day long, don't think about it."

What is "blind fucking thinking"?

Shen Du felt that every thought that popped up in his mind was extremely normal, even more sober than the most sober thoughts that popped up in his long and boring life in the past.

So he didn't accept Gu Zhao's words at all.

At this time, I only slowly opened my eyes, looked again at the mountains and rivers under the monastery, and then asked Gu Zhao: "This time I have become your shield again, but the covenant should still be there. Gu Zhao, this time I’ve taken the blame, I’ve carried it; do you have Buddha’s possession?”

"..."

The sudden words, the voice and tone can be called flat, but the word "Buddha Zang" without any warning in the words, set off a thunderbolt in the plainness!

Gu Zhao, who was standing beside Shen Du, suddenly fell silent.

The two looked at each other.

In the end, it was Gu Zhaoxian who looked away.

He put one hand behind his back, but his fingers tightened quietly, just like the heart that tightened quietly at this moment, wrapped up all the real emotions, without leaking anything, just smiled fakely, and said: "Yes .But why should I give it to you?"

don't give?

Why not?

At this moment, a huge daze rose in Shen Du's heart. It seemed that a certain question floating in the sky finally had a definite answer, and it sank faintly downward, shattering the already faint Mars is like pouring a basin of cold water on a mass of dead ashes, not even leaving the last bit of residual warmth.

"Is that so..."

He looked at Gu Zhao for a long time, and in this rare moment, he understood this person for the first time, so he shook his head and laughed out loud.

It is a kind of calm that has accepted fate.

Looking at him, Gu Zhao felt a feeling of suffocation for the first time, and wanted to rush up and slap Shen Du on the face to make him stop laughing, and then asked him loudly, "How can you still laugh so hard?" Come out", but he is neither such a person nor such a temperament.

All he could do at the moment was to watch him walk down the steps.

He thought of the absurdity of sitting all night after he turned through the three volumes of Buddha's treasures one by one last night.

The wind in the mountains suddenly became stronger.

Shen Du's heavy and oppressive robe was swelled up by the wind, the sixteen-day demon's silver pattern seemed as ferocious and ancient as the old days, but the sky shone with a strange paleness.

He walked a few steps, thought for a while, and stopped again.

The man turned around, looked up slightly at Gu Zhao who was still standing under the eaves of the great hall, blinked, his voice was as light as the mist in the mountains, and persuaded him with a light smile: "Gu Zhao, life and death Death, what a big deal. Look away..."