Poor Monk

Gu Zhao has always been ruthless.

Regardless of whether Chi Yin, the original young master of the Tianshui League, is the real Chi Yin or the Dongfang Ji, the conflict between him and the Tianshui League in central Sichuan is always real, so Shen Du took the risk of going to the Tianshui League's territory to save Yao Qing Gu Zhao will definitely come.

It can not only weaken the Tianshui League, but also sell Shen Du's favor, why not do it?

It is no doubt that Gu Zhao will turn his back if he just says to turn his back.

One moment he was talking to people with a smile, as if he had a good friendship with Shen Du, but the next moment he lightly let go of his hand and waved it casually.

The masked people in black immediately rushed up, kicked Shen Du to the ground twice, and buckled him up.

He was already seriously injured, not to mention he was still poisoned, so he passed out after two strokes. When he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw a clean tent with the wind blowing from outside. Come on, the bamboo leaf pattern embroidered on it swayed slightly, as if it was real.

The room smells of tea.

It was Gu Zhao sitting at the tea table at the other end, making tea.

This is definitely not a place Shen Du is familiar with.

Every corner of the room is elegantly furnished, and every piece of furniture is neatly arranged, exuding a sense of self-discipline and rigor. The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are full of ink fragrance, and the sword hanging on the wall gives people a sense of awe-inspiring Gaoche. .

He turned over and sat up at once, without looking at Gu Zhao, he walked directly to the window and opened the carved window, and fell into a cold daze the moment he saw the scenery outside the window.

The green mountains and beautiful waters, the strange peaks are abrupt.

It turned out to be on top of a tall building in the mountains. Looking down, you can see the continuous accumulation of pavilions and houses. Between the green trees and the mist, it looks like a fairyland outside the world.

Farther away is a distant dark blue.

The unique moisture of seawater floated in the air, faintly coming towards his face, and Shen Du suddenly remembered that five years ago, he went to Pengshan to fight against Gu Zhao, and that was the smell.

Five years have passed in a flash.

Holding the window sill with his hand, his body, which had already been bandaged, shook, and he was in a daze: "You said, I wanted to kill you with a sword back then, what is the situation today?"

"You can't kill." Gu Zhao looked at the light green tea swirling in the white porcelain cup, not caring at all, "Who made you soft-hearted? If you are a good person, you will always be bullied; if you are a bad person, you can't be ruthless." .”

Shen Du didn't speak.

He was still standing at the window looking out.

Gu Zhao didn't turn his head, but said: "It's windy outside, you should close the window and come in and sit down obediently. It's not good to be seen by people passing by below. If Pengshan finds out that there is a big devil living here Head, you are afraid that you will die without a place to bury you."

Pengshan.

This is Pengshan.

Shen Du thought about it, closed the window according to his words, walked back, touched the wound on his shoulder with his movements, then stretched out his hand to press it, and said: "It's only you, Gu Zhao, who has the courage to take me Bring it back to your sect."

The teacup that was seventy percent full was placed on the table.

When Shen Du walked to the case, he wanted to serve tea.

But unexpectedly, before he stretched out his hand, Gu Zhao's palm was already pressed on the teacup, and he raised his eyes and gave him a faint look: "If you are poisoned and injured and you are about to die, don't waste my good tea." gone."

After finishing speaking, he said to the outside: "Tong Bo, let someone bring in the medicine."

A low "yes" came from outside, and then there were almost inaudible footsteps walking away. Shen Du's hand was still in the air, and at this moment, his brows frowned.

He stared at Gu Zhao for a long time: "What do you mean?"

"what do you mean?"

Gu Zhao smiled at the corner of his lips, looked at him leisurely, relaxed his slender fingers, and gently grabbed the teacup, took a sip of tea before putting it down.

Shen Du asked, "Where's Yao Qing?"

Gu Zhaodao: "Don't worry, he didn't die, and he wasn't in Pengshan either. I reckon that so many people died in Pengshan this time, and it is bound to be incompatible with your demonic way. At this moment, your envoy Yao You should be devastated and can't take care of himself." .”

Two dogs fight, play off.

Gu Zhao never does any loss-making business. It seems to be helping you, but there are always other purposes hidden behind it.

Shen Du was no stranger to this.

It's just that at this moment, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart surged to the extreme, and there was an undisguised mockery in his voice: "That's why I'm here now. It seems that Gu Shaoshan wants to take a chicken feather this time When the arrow is in order, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"You're wrong." Gu Zhao smiled casually, "How can a person like Taoist Shen be considered a chicken feather? Gu is clearly trying to coerce the emperor to order the princes."

"Squeak."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

A little boy with braids on his head opened the door and walked in. He held a lacquer plate in his hand and put a small bowl in it, which contained light brown concoction. Put it on the table, then backed out, and closed the door again.

Shen Du's gaze lingered on the boy for a long time, until he closed the door and his figure disappeared into the gradually narrowing crack of the door, then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Zhao again: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Five days."

Gu Zhao picked up the medicine, stirred it with a spoon, saw the hot air come out little by little, and blew it naturally.

Shen Du raised his eyebrows: "I was seriously injured and poisoned. I couldn't live for another five days. I should have died two days ago."

"So why don't you kneel down and thank me at this time?" Gu Zhao's hands paused, and when he heard Shen Du's words, he actually laughed and raised his head to look at him, "Pengshan is close to the sea, and there is a strange smell in the sea. The name of the medicine is 'Ice Worm', it can temporarily suppress the poison in your body, and at least it can last your life for a few days. Shen Du, God has blessed you to meet such a benevolent and good person like me."

"Good guy?"

This may be the biggest lie and joke in the arena.

Shen Du didn't want to laugh at first, but he couldn't help it at this moment, he just supported the corner of the desk and sat down, his body twitched and laughed out loud.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes.

It took a long time to finish laughing.

Then he looked at Gu Zhao who was looking at him with a medicine bowl on the opposite side, and there was a bit of pity in his eyes, and he said quietly: "Gu Zhao, in your heart, the word 'love' is very important. Bar?"

A very light sentence.

Even like talking in sleep.

But the moment this sentence was uttered, the moment that word fell to the ground, all Gu Zhao's movements stopped, and the next moment all the medicine juice in the medicine bowl splashed on Shen Du's face Get on!

Slightly hot medicinal soup.

Bitter medicinal taste.

Although Shen Du expected that Gu Zhao would react, he never expected that he would be the one who would suffer, so he was stunned for a moment, forgetting to clean up the mess on his body, just looking at Gu Zhao.

The first immortal of Pengshan seldom lost his composure.

No matter when and where, when he appears, people can always see his gentle and ethereal appearance, even if the landslides and earth cracks may not change his expression.

But the concoction splashed all over Shen Du's face just now was not fake.

It's just that Gu Zhao himself acted as if he hadn't done anything. Under Shen Du's gaze that suddenly became disgusting to him, he casually threw the empty medicine bowl in his hand onto the case, stood up, and took another medicine bowl. With the snow-white brocade handkerchief stacked on the table beside him, he carefully wiped his fingers that were stained with the concoction little by little.

Shen Du could only see his back.

Then he heard his calm and indifferent voice without emotion: "Tong Bo, bring in another bowl of medicine."

There were footsteps outside.

Shen Du sat without moving.

After wiping his fingers one by one, Gu Zhao turned around again, stood in front of Shen Du and wiped his face, neck, and the messy marks on his clothes.

After a while, another bowl of medicine came in.

Shen Du was also wiped clean.

Gu Zhao threw away the brocade handkerchief, took the medicine and handed it directly to Shen Du.

Shen Du looked up at his expressionless face, but didn't answer.

Gu Zhao sneered: "If you don't want to drink it yourself, I don't mind feeding it to you with my mouth."

"..."

This time Shen Du looked at him for a while, and finally reached out to take it.

The medicine was bitter and he drank it slowly.

Gu Zhao stood watching him drink half a bowl, couldn't stand it and didn't want to, turned around and opened the door and went out.

Tong Bo stood outside under the eaves, looking at the sky quietly.