Who stipulated that the daughter of Jiangmen would have to endure this? Gu Yanqi complained in his heart, but he was too lazy to talk to Emperor Wu of Zhou.

The temple is huge, stretching from the foot of the mountain all the way up to the halfway point of the temple.

And to enter the temple, you first have to climb halfway up the mountain.

And you can't ride a horse.

The only way up is on foot.

Gu Yanqi suddenly missed their horses, and she liked to ride horses more than walking.

Looking at the temple far away in the sky, Gu Yanqi said a little deflated, "I don't want to leave." ”

Emperor Wu of Zhou raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, and just asked softly, "Are you going by yourself, or is this seat carrying you?"

In Emperor Wu of Zhou's heart, carrying Gu Yanqi behind his back was really a great honor for Gu Yanqi.

But in Gu Yanqi's heart, this person was simply kicked in the head by a donkey to ask like this.

She fixed her eyes and looked into the distance without squinting, "If you are sincere, if you go up with the help of others, then your heart is too insincere." ”

Emperor Wu of Zhou: "......" She always has so many crooked theories, but she is damn attractive.

But Gu Yanqi still underestimated the shamelessness of Emperor Wu of Zhou.

Because Emperor Wu of Zhou was saying, "Then you come on, the Bodhisattva will see your sincerity, and then he sat on what looked like a big basket and went up the mountain."

Gu Yanqi looked at the empty surroundings and wanted to cry without tears.

When Gu Yanqi climbed up the mountain panting, Emperor Wu of Zhou was already sitting in the courtyard, drinking fragrant tea with an old monk.

Although Gu Yanqi was angry, her body was out of breath at this time, and she could only point her finger at Emperor Zhou Wu while panting, and her big eyes that could speak were full of accusations and dissatisfaction.

Emperor Wu of Zhou laughed and said to the old monk beside him, "This is the girl I said, what do you think?"

"Extremely expensive life. The old monk looked at Gu Yanqi deeply, and when he said such a sentence, he looked at Gu Yanqi for the last time with a compassionate expression, and then closed his eyes.

Seeing this, a hint of gloom flashed in Emperor Zhou's eyes, "Master, have you made a decision?"

The old monk stopped talking, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

A trace of anger flashed on Emperor Zhou Wudi's face, and after a long time, a sentence popped out of his mouth, "Even if you don't help this seat, someone will help, you want to save her, can you save it for a while, can you save it for a lifetime?"

But the old monk still ignored him.

Emperor Wu of Zhou was annoyed and angry, and he wanted to slap him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had asked for this old monk, he would have razed his temple to the ground with such rudeness to himself!

"What are you talking about?" Gu Yanqi finally interjected.

Are the two of them talking about themselves?

It sounds like it, but it doesn't sound like it.

What a strange thing!

"Do you know him?" Emperor Wu of Zhou pointed to the old monk who had been closing his eyes and asked Gu Yan Qidao.

"Are you stupid?" Gu Yanqi looked at Emperor Wu Zhou with an idiot look.

Emperor Wu of Zhou was almost angry and vomited blood by Gu Yanqi's attitude!

"What do you think?" said Emperor Wu of Zhou grimly.

"Idiot," Gu Yanqi snorted coldly, ignored him, and then came down to rest.

Only then did I realize that the old monk in front of me was a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Because he felt familiar, Gu Yanqi kept staring at him, thinking about where he had seen him, otherwise how could he be so familiar?

But she couldn't think of anything, her brows were furrowed tightly, and she always felt that this was a very important thing, and she had to remember it.

At this moment, the old monk who had been ignoring Emperor Wu of Zhou spoke, "The fate comes and goes, and the donor should not force it." ”

And then it was silent.

The air was eerily silent.

Gu Yanqi blinked, and said to Emperor Wu Zhou, who was glaring at him fiercely, "Let's see if he is dead?"

The old monk didn't look like he had passed away at all, more like he was asleep.

But Gu Yanqi just had that feeling, this person was dead.

But what she cared more about was what he said to himself when he suddenly opened his eyes, what did that mean?

She didn't think that the old monk could really know what was going on in her heart.

It's really annoying, these monks are like that!

Love playing pantomimes!

I hate it to death!

Also feeling the same way as her was Emperor Wu of Zhou.

Listening to Gu Yanqi's words, he was shocked in his heart, and then sneered, how is this possible?

But his hand still subconsciously came to the old monk's nose, and then he stiffened.

"Are you still alive?" Gu Yanqi said impatiently.

Only then did Emperor Wu of Zhou take his hand off him, and then said in surprise, "Is it really out of gas?"

He was a little surprised.

I was fine just now, why did I suddenly die?

And at this moment, a little monk hurriedly ran from a distance, and then subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old monk, but when he got closer, his face changed greatly, and then he roared sadly, "The master of compassion has passed away!"

After shouting three times in a row, he said to Gu Yanqi and Emperor Wu of Zhou, "Two distinguished guests, I'm sorry, can you ask when the Master of Compassion passed away?"

"You didn't even try his snort, how do you know that he is dead?" Gu Yanqi said suspiciously, "It can't be that you deliberately poisoned him, right?" Hehe, fortunately, I didn't drink this tea. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Emperor Wu of Zhou with ill intentions.

For some reason, a huge sense of crisis rose in Emperor Zhou Wudi's heart.

The little monk didn't mind Gu Yanqi's disrespectful remarks.

Instead, he explained seriously, "Master Compassion is a high-ranking monk, as early as a few months ago, he calculated that there would be a catastrophe in the near future, but he didn't expect it to really happen. ”

It seemed that the relationship between the little monk and the old monk was not bad, and when he said this, a trace of pain flashed on his face.

"What calamity?" Gu Yanqi subconsciously glanced at Emperor Wu of Zhou, this old monk would not have been forced to death by Emperor Wu of Zhou, right?

Emperor Wu of Zhou understood what she meant when he saw Gu Yanqi's eyes, and he didn't get angry.

He didn't gain anything today, and he aroused suspicion, this is the mold that has been poured for several lifetimes!

However, in his heart, he was hairy by Gu Yanqi, thinking of the little monk's words, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that the old monk's death was really inseparable from himself?

He looked at the little monk, equally curious about the question Gu Yanqi asked.

The little monk shook his head, "The little monk doesn't know, I just heard from the master of compassion that this is all fate, and it can't be forced." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Gu Yanqi and Emperor Wu of Zhou, and there was a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

"What does the little monk want to say?" Gu Yanqi asked.

In the end, the little monk didn't hold back, bit his lip, and asked, "The two donors want the Master of Compassion to solve your doubts and do ...... Something that hurts the heavens and reason?"