"what are you talking about!"

Imam is going crazy.

Gu Shengyu heheed twice, "A rotten person is better than a rotten person, who is better than the other? You curse Fanggan and Xuan Tianjun for being stupid, but you, Zhu Tianjun, are also stealing other people's things. You hate Wuming for betraying you. In the final analysis, the two of you They are not good birds, they will peck their beak sooner or later."

Crouching halfway in front of the Imam, Gu Shengyu spoke coldly and sarcastically.

"Since you think God is unfair, let me ask you a question, do you dare to say that you didn't consider turning back and stabbing someone when you were working with Wuming?"

The Imam was dumbfounded under repeated sarcasm, but what kind of character is he?The mind that was once famous in the Western Regions has long been worn out by the evil thoughts of greed and jealousy. He is even so stupid that he doesn't even know that he has been drugged, and he is still clamoring at this time.

"So what? It's better for me to blame the world than for the world to blame me. Isn't this the principle of you Central Plains people?"

Gu Shengyu smiled coolly: "There are many stupid people, but few smart people, but there are very few people as stupid as you who pretend to be smart."

Imam didn't know why, the toxicity of the drug had already flashed in his eyes, and he was in a daze.

"You, what do you want to say? Want to say... um!" His hands and feet trembled like epilepsy, his eyes rolled wildly, as if there was only one mouth that could speak well.

Gu Shengyu looked back at the suspicious eyes of the other two, and said with a smile: "I once took a book in Miaojiang, which recorded the method of making corpses."

Fang Ganlue recalled it as soon as he recalled it, and then he said in astonishment, "Could it be?"

"Could it be that," Gu Shengyu said, "After testifying, I will leave it to Mingjiao Lu Weilou. I guess with the heart of the people behind the scenes, they will definitely choose between Wu Menggui and the experimental notes, but compared to Wu Menggui, who has been detained by Miao Jiang and put in prison without knowing his life or death, obviously, a notebook is more convenient and close to the water."

Xuan Tianjun also reacted when he heard this, and couldn't help but praise: "A great plan! Since they put a lot of effort into the plan of the corpse, there must be follow-up considerations. Mingjiao is the place where the incident happened, and people behind the scenes are paying attention. Taking advantage of this to lure him out of the lockup is really a good strategy, a good city!"

Gu Shengyu smiled when Guimou praised Gu Shengyu so much, and continued talking nonchalantly.

"I put poison on the book. The poison has no other effect. It just makes people confused, unconsciously and unconsciously. When the poison occurs, they don't know it. When the symptoms appear, well, people are already like this."

After kicking the twitching Imam twice, the imam clenched his teeth viciously, obviously he could hear Gu Shengyu's words clearly.

"Gu Shengyu, what kind of enmity do you have with me?"

At this time, the Imam finally turned his vicious side on Gu Shengyu. He was not stupid or unintelligent, but he met someone who should not be dealt with.

"From the fact that the Mingjiao people carry corpses, you infer that the person who can poison the Mingjiao Dharma King must be someone close to Lu Weilou, so you give him the booklet and use him to lure me to show up, so as to determine my identity , but aren’t you afraid that Lu Weilou might harbor malicious intentions? For foreigners like us, the Forbidden Corpse Technique is a golden mountain of treasure that is hanging in front of us. It’s impossible to give up, so why are you targeting me for this!”

There is something in the words, sowing dissension, and there are all smart people present. Of course, it is impossible for him to continue talking. Xuan Tianjun even prepared to refute this, and hoped that Gu Shengyu would not mind. They were not dissatisfied with this. Unexpectedly, Gu Shengyu More broad-minded than everyone thinks, or heartless?

Instead of being angry, Gu Shengyu smiled, and jokingly said: "You talk a lot, don't you realize that I was the one who poisoned you?"

Imam's mind was numb, and it was only at this time that he realized, "It's you!"

Between Gu Shengyu's lowered eyes, he could see a deep and thoughtful look from the elegant and elegant face, the shadow behind the fire, the city behind the open sky, there are no two directions in the world.

"I said before that the corpse technique is a natural disaster. I will not be merciless to anyone who wants to use it, so I put the medicine on that page. If Lu Weilou has no intentions, he will be fine. If he is like you I also have malicious intentions in my heart, and I don't mind removing a big harm in the future."

Unknown emotions flashed in the pupils under the eyelashes, and his indifferent expression inexplicably added a bit of obscurity worthy of deep thought.

If you think that he is a martial artist, he will be a peerless talent, if you think that he is a hidden master who put an end to the world of mortals, he will be able to hang out in the court and think deeply.

Xuan Tianjun and the others suddenly discovered his inscrutability like an imam, this is an invisible pressure that is hard to see.

Under this force, the imam said incoherently: "You, you, aren't you afraid of accidentally hurting innocent people?"

The scene unintentionally turned into a question and answer between Gu Shengyu and the Imam, Xuan Tianjun and Fang Gan kept silent knowingly, they were deeply shocked by the temperament that Gu Shengyu showed just now, and they were patronizing and surprised.

However, Gu Shengyu, who should have been angry, at this moment had an exceptionally serene, calm, impersonal indifference.

It's like the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the temple, condensing the brilliance and transcendent vision of the holy, inadvertently arousing admiration, but they can only be enshrined in the high mirror platform.

Gu Shengyu brushed off the side of his robe, not paying attention, but seemed to have made up his mind long ago.

"The disaster of corpses is not in God's will, but in people's hearts. Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will not allow them to appear in the world. As for the innocents you mentioned, there may be innocents, but so what? Threats, persecutions Forced to kill, I have never underestimated the turbulent waves in the rivers and lakes, even a good person can become a bad person, let alone an innocent person."

Imam: "You, ha! Although I hate you very much, I have to praise you, well said!"

Imam's performance all the time, it is easy to ignore that he is also one of the three elders of the Taoism, and has the same status as Lu Weilou.But if he hadn't been ruined by drugs, he would still be the famous God of Wealth Lu Yanhe, and no one would doubt him, let alone be easily arrested.

Before he came to the Tang Dynasty, he himself was a learned person, and his ability was also extraordinary in Persia, and he had different views on the world view in his heart.

Although the sect has not been developed, the Imam also has the ability to be the head of a sect, otherwise he would not have deceived so many martial arts experts.As for Gu Shengyu's praise, it is obvious that he is very happy with this statement.

For a moment, Imam even felt that Tianxia Wushuang was truly extraordinary, and if he had met when he was a teenager, he would have become irreversible, but unfortunately... time does not wait for me, and God does not care for me.

The imam suddenly became cold, and his ferocious face gradually unfolded without knowing what to do. Although the exotic features did not meet the aesthetics of the Central Plains people, they also had a firm and profound aesthetic feeling.

"How about a good person? How about a bad person? With a split-second choice, a Buddha can fall into a devil, and a devil can become a god. The human heart is unpredictable, and human nature is all kinds of Shura."

"Greed, hatred, love and hatred are the fruits of the devil. I took greed and left the devil behind. Then, because of the trend of anger, I forgot the teachings of God. In the end, everyone betrayed, hahahaha!!!"

Gu Shengyu stared at him with a look of despair, "Wouldn't it be better if you figured it out earlier?"

Under the torment of drugs, Imam's image looks very bad, but he speaks clearly and no longer sees the curses just now.

"I wanted to hurt you."

Imam said firmly: "I don't like you even now, so you will definitely kill me."

Gu Shengyu said: "I won't kill you, but I will destroy your brain."

Imam's breath stagnated, and then he laughed loudly, "How is it different from death?"

Xuan Tianjun couldn't bear to turn his head away, the desolation in this laughter is tantamount to the end of a hero, full of desolation.

Gu Shengyu looked extremely cold-blooded at this moment and said: "Your sins will always find a way to pay, but I can see that you can't do good deeds, and you have nothing to worry about."

No reason, no excuses, no worries, no kind thoughts, wouldn't such a person be born a wicked person?

The Imam's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter the words to continue begging for mercy, because he found that Gu Shengyu was right, did he have any concerns?Thinking back to the days in Zoroastrian Cult... At that time, maybe he had it...

Suddenly depressed, Xuan Tianjun stared at him and frowned, "Let's stop here, let me ask more from him, Bian Tianjun, what do you think?"

Gu Shengyu glanced at him, and reminded lightly: "There are constant turmoil in the world, and there is no room for too much mercy."

Xuan Tianjun replied firmly after hearing the words: "But I still believe that the world is constantly turbid, but there are endless people who stick to the righteous way!"

Gu Shengyu nodded: "That's right, but what's the difference between killing for justice and killing for selfish desire? After death, everything will return to Wujian."

Fang Gan glanced at him strangely: "What's wrong with you? Want to become a monk?"

Gu Shengyu was taken aback for a moment, then patted his head.

"No, I felt something for a while."

There was once a master who taught him a lesson. That monk was a profound Buddhist monk. He felt something when he saw the Imam for some reason.

"Since you have nothing to do, you can go down first," Fang Gan said dissatisfied, "Since you know what's on your mind, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

His expression is simply saying, not interesting enough, bah bah bah!

Gu Shengyu touched the bridge of his nose with a wry smile, "Isn't this the right time..."

Who believed who at that time?

And he still lacks crucial evidence, how could it be a matter of course at this time.

When they walked out, they passed by Lu Weilou, nodded to each other, and Gu Shengyu came to sit cross-legged under the Mingjiao Sansheng tree, as if endlessly flying pale pink petals fell from the sky, falling on his hair, shoulders, arms, and hem of clothes, It's as wonderful as being surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, and the scenery is as strange as a dream world.

Turning his head slightly, Gu Shengyu looked up at the flower, thinking of the person under the hidden sword tree.

Hold the sword and watch the flowers...

Today, I should also be watching the flowers with my sword in my arms.

You can guess Ye Ying's daily schedule without seeing it with your own eyes. Gu Shengyu wondered in a daze, how many years has it been since he came to this world?

It seems... more than ten years, right?

The gust of wind blowing from nowhere rolled up the fallen flowers all over the ground and Gu Shengyu's clothes. After he stood up, he soared into the sky, like a pink dragon flying into the sky, and then exploded in mid-air, like a dragon in the dark night. Fireworks, messy and amazing, pull people into dreams.

"This……"

Gu Shengyu paused for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, the louder and louder he laughed.

"I'm really old."

The Mingjiao disciple who often went to practice swordsmanship under the tree squinted at him with his own ball in his arms, the two swords in his hands were hungry and thirsty.

Good boy, taking advantage of our family's Sanshengshu, you dare to block the young master from practicing swords!

Of course, a disciple of the Ming Cult would never say that he was intimidated by the holy gesture that this man showed when he drooped and closed his eyes just now, and stayed until now to wake up.

And he wouldn't say that when the flowers were raining, his small heart... missed a beat.

He is a disciple of the Ming Cult who is loyal to the leader, and his true love is a Persian cat with a snow-white body and blue eyes.

His name is Zuo Si, and he speaks for himself.

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