Master Juekong took the rice paper and looked at it intently.

Gu Fanghua kept looking at him, seeing that his expression was solemn, he frowned unconsciously as if he was troubled, and his heart moved.

"Master, have you ever seen this handwriting?"

Juekong put down the rice paper at this time, and said with a little doubt: "Déjà vu, it seems to be more familiar." ”

While speaking, Juekong took a pen and paper, and next to what Gu Shinian wrote, he also wrote the words "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering".

To Gu Shinian's surprise, the handwriting of Juekong's words was completely consistent with what he had written. is even more smooth and elegant than what he wrote, exactly like Gu Dian's handwritten book treasured at home.

Gu Fanghua also got up to read it, and asked in a stirred mood: "Master, how can you write exactly the same?" Why haven't I used this font to transcribe books before? ”

Juekong was obviously also a little puzzled, he looked at his hand, his eyes were glazed, and he said in distress: "I don't know, seeing that this donor wrote it, it will naturally be." ”

Gu Shinian stabilized his mind, the handwriting can be imitated, there is a kind of person who is born to copy various fonts.

The stakes were really high, he suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked softly, "Isn't the master good at copying?" Why don't I write a few more words, and the master will try it. ”

Saying that, Gu Shinian used the pavilion body he was good at to write down the words "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withering", and handed it to Master Juekong again.

Juekong frowned, took the paper, and copied it according to what Gu Shinian had written.

But although the handwriting is square, it is obviously very different from Gu Shinian. Unlike before, almost exactly the same.

Gu Fanghua was already impatiently excited, is it really possible for Master Juekong to be his father?

"Master, think about it and see if you can think of anything? Think about where you're from? Do you have a wife? Have you ever heard the name Princess Liuyue? ”

As Gu Fanghua became more and more excited, Master Juekong's heart seemed to be tormented in boiling oil.

His mind was chaotic for a moment, and he didn't know what to say or what to think. I only felt a terrible headache, as if someone was beating me with a wooden stick.

Seeing Juekong holding his head and groaning in a little pain, Gu Fanghua hurriedly said, "Second brother, hurry, look at the master." ”

In Gu Shinian's heart, he was actually in a turbulent mood, but seeing Master Juekong's painful appearance, he hurriedly held his shoulders and wanted to comfort him.

I didn't expect a sudden change.

Gu Shinian's hand had just pressed on Master Juekong's shoulder, but he didn't know how to twist his wrist with his backhand, and he fell to the ground in an instant, and was grabbed by his throat.

"Ahh Second brother! ”

Gu Fanghua's exclamation reached the door, and Father-in-law Qian immediately flew in. I saw Juekong half-kneeling there, with Gu Shinian's throat in his hand.

Father-in-law Qian was shocked, but he didn't expect that Juekong, who seemed to be weak, was still armed with martial arts and attacked directly.

Although Juekong was still a little blind, when Grandpa Qian attacked, he didn't know why, he was even faster than his brain, and he reflexively started to move with Grandpa Qian.

Gu Fanghua came over to help Gu Shinian up, and said hurriedly: "Don't hurt him!" ”

Hearing the movement inside, Forsythia and Sanqi also joined the battle, three against one, besides, Master Juekong was still a little rusty, and his shot was not ruthless enough.

Soon, it was subdued.

Gu Shinian was just held by Juekong's throat, but in fact, he didn't have much strength in his hands, and he was not injured.

He also reacted and shouted urgently: "Don't hurt the master!" ”

Father-in-law Qian took Juekong's arm, clasped it with his backhand, and pressed his knee on his waist. I wanted to make a heavy hand, but the two masters had orders, so I could only use fifty percent of my strength to suppress it.

"Princess, this person has martial arts, and if he tries to assassinate him, he will give it to the old slave."

Gu Fanghua didn't wait for Father-in-law Qian to finish speaking, so he hurriedly ran over, pushed Father-in-law Qian away, and carefully helped Master Juekong up.

"Master, are you hurt?"

Juekong looked dazed, lowered his head and looked at his hands, and muttered, "I know martial arts?" How can I do martial arts? ”

Gu Shinian's eyes were already hot at this time, and he said tremblingly: "Master, think about it, the capital, Guanwen Marquis Gu Mansion." Are you impressed? ”

"The capital, the Guanwen Marquis Mansion, Princess Liuyue?"

Juekong whispered these words, and suddenly felt a splitting headache, and couldn't help but hug his head and curl up in a ball. But the pain was too violent, and Juekong couldn't stand it for a while and fainted.

Seeing Juekong fall to the ground, Gu Fanghua and Gu Shinian hurriedly helped one of them to the side, and shouted: "Come on, pass on the imperial doctor!" ”

Suddenly remembering that this was in Zhulin Temple, Gu Fanghua hurriedly changed his words: "Quick, go back and bring the ghost sorrow!" ”

At this time, Mama Fang went up the mountain and just came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with Abbot Jueming.

Seeing Mama Fang coming, she went down and went back to make the ghost sad little fun, and hurriedly told a brief account of what had just happened.

Mama Fang's face changed greatly, she pushed away Xiao Lezi, and quickly ran up to the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a vigor that did not match her age. At a glance, I saw Master Juekong who fainted to the ground, supported by Gu Shinian.

"Princess, is he Master Juekong?"

"Mama Fang, come on, he knows martial arts, and he can also use my father's handwriting! Let's see if he's my father. ”

Gu Fanghua's words were very loud, not only the people on the second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion heard it, but even the people below the first floor heard it.

It's like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it explodes to make people dizzy.

Mama Fang stared at it, Master Juekong's unrecognizable face, desperately trying to associate him with the handsome, elegant and heroic horse in her memory.

But the general shape of the face, even the eyes have not opened, I am really not sure.

"Princess, don't worry, wake up Master Juekong first."

Mama Fang took out a small porcelain bottle from her cuff and placed it on the tip of Master Juekong's nose. A choking mint fragrance came to the face, making Gu Fanghua and Gu Shinian hurriedly cover their mouths and noses.

After just a few breaths, Master Juekong woke up quietly.

It's just that he had a terrible headache, so he sat up slowly with his head in his hands, and sat cross-legged with the pain. Put your hands in a bowl shape on the dantian, and silently recite the Heart Sutra to calm your mood.

Gu Fanghua and Gu Shinian exchanged glances, and said firmly: "Mama Fang, I want to take him down the mountain and let the ghost see the sorrow for the master." ”

Mama Fang was shocked in her heart, and only looked Master Juekong up and down.

But after all, I haven't seen him for more than ten years, and Master Juekong is extremely thin, so Mama Fang didn't find out what the similarities between Juekong and the high-spirited concubine back then.

"Princess, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, he is unknown and has martial arts."

Gu Fanghua said firmly: "Mama Fang doesn't need to say much, take Master Juekong down the mountain first, and I will be responsible for any mistakes." ”

Gu Shinian also picked up the rice paper on the table and handed it to Mama Fang: "Mama, please see, this is the uncle's handwriting, Master Juekong can write exactly the same handwriting." ”