Guo Mo walked out of the meditation room, left Shaolin, and walked on Shaolin Mountain.

After copying the nine scriptures today, Guo Mo was not in such a hurry to leave, but he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

Especially after getting the "Ranga Sutra" that day, that feeling was even stronger. Therefore, he was extremely careful at all times.

Even, Guo Mo deliberately found another Sanskrit scripture to write, which was still as many as fifty or sixty thousand words, and still asked Jueming to help light more candles and copy the scriptures at night.

For nine days, Guo Mo's time to borrow scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion was very accurate.

From entering the scripture pavilion to getting the scriptures and coming out, it is always about a quarter of an hour.

He didn't know if it would confuse the public or add to it.

In short, Guo Mo felt that everything was too smooth, and the smoothness made him a little unbelievable.

From Shaolin Temple to Dengfeng County, it was only more than 20 miles, Guo Mo did not dare to use light skills, and walked slowly.

When he saw the city gate with the word "Dengfeng", the sun was about to set, and Guo Mo just stepped on the point of closing the city gate and entered the city.

I returned to the hotel where I lived before, and then I noticed that there was also an inconspicuous sign "Qijia Old Store" at the door of the store, which seemed to be very old.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the store, it happened that the second little one of the store sent the guests out.

"Oh, Guo Gongzi, you're back. Miss Huang said, you will be back tonight, this is already giving you food and drinks. On the left-hand side, there is a private room in the innermost corner, so you can just go there. ”

The second child of this shop was still busy leading the horses for the guests who were leaving, and he couldn't take Guo Mo over, so he smiled apologetically.

Guo Mo didn't care about this, he happened to be hungry, and in the past ten days, there was no oil and water.

Following the direction pointed by the shopkeeper, Guo Mo walked straight in.

The shop where Guo Mo and his family live is not far from the city gate, it is not a lively area, and at this time, there are not many people eating outside.

Guo Mo looked from the hall, there were only three or five tables of diners, I don't know why Huang Rong wanted the whole box?

Perhaps, I haven't seen you for many days, what do you want to say? Guo Mo was confused and clueless.

In front of the door of the last box, the door was open, and the table was full of more than a dozen dishes, and Huang Rong was sitting there with a smile and waiting.

"Rong'er," to be honest, I haven't seen each other for a few days, and I usually don't feel it when I'm busy copying scriptures, but now that I see people, I suddenly feel a little worried.

"Brother Mo, you finally came back, I guessed that you would rush back tonight, look at the ...... I asked the store to prepare so many delicious for you"

Before Huang Rong finished speaking, suddenly, she looked behind Guo Mo in a daze, "Brother Mo, who is this senior?" ”

Looking at Huang Rong's appearance and hearing her question again, Guo Mo shuddered.

Hurriedly turned around and found that three feet behind him, there was a monk standing, looking at Guo Mo with a smile.

Strangely, Guo Mo didn't seem to be able to see the age of this monk, he was of medium stature, not very athletic, and he was dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe, but he was very neat.

A few strands of hair under the chin, gray and white, up and down, the most incongruous thing is that such a monk's waist is actually carrying a huge wine gourd.

Guo Mo saw this person's outfit, Lei was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, "This can't be the legendary one, right?" He opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to ask, looking like a thief.

"Wow, it's hearty. Mo boy, such a good wine and food, don't you invite the old monk to sit down? ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Guo Mo to speak, and sat in the middle position by himself.

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a bite of the dish, Huang Rong stood on the side, blessed to the heart, and hurriedly filled a glass of wine.

The monk took his glass and drank it with a "slush".

"Well, this wine still tastes like that, it's no different from a hundred years ago." ”

Guo Mo listened, my God, this person is not afraid of frightening others, and he said "a hundred years ago" with one mouth?

Huang Rong didn't think anything of it, she subconsciously thought that she had met a joking master.

Even if this monk can be called an "old monk", he looks like he is in his fifties at best, how could he come here to drink a hundred years ago?

Seeing that the monk only cared about eating and drinking, Guo Mo did not have the embarrassment he had at the beginning.

When he came to the monk's side, he filled another cup to the other party, and took advantage of the situation to bring a few dishes that were a little farther away to the front.

"Shop—" Guo Mo shouted outside.

Immediately, a shopkeeper came over, "Guest officer, what do you command?" ”

"Take two large bowls and beat ten catties of sorghum wine."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, "Guest officer, are you sure to beat ten catties of sorghum wine, it's too much?" ”

"Haha, anyway, I'm paying for it, and you're afraid that you can drink it when you sell alcohol?"

Guo Mo paused, "Ten catties is not enough, twenty catties." ”

The monk's hand holding the glass trembled visibly.

glanced at Guo Mo, that's right, it's still this young man, what I said just now, was it an auditory hallucination, or was it a coincidence?

Not long after, two shopkeepers came, one holding a jar of wine, "Guest officer, this is the wine you want, twenty catties!" The word "twenty" was also deliberately emphasized.

Guo Mo waved his hand to let the shopkeeper go down, took the big bowl, and poured a full bowl for the monk first, and then poured a full bowl himself.

"Seniors, younger generations are walking the rivers and lakes day by day, and among the famous figures, the younger generations have only heard of one Buddhist Arhat, and they drink a lot of wine."

"Look at the description, the senior should not be the one. However, meeting is fate, and the younger generation respects you three bowls. ”

After Guo Mo finished speaking, he picked up the bowl "tons and tons", and went down with a bowl.

It is said that the sorghum wine of this era is only about ten degrees. Guo Mo in his previous life was also considered a "wine" tested, otherwise he wouldn't have come here.

Now there is Dacheng's true internal strength, ten catties and eight catties of sorghum wine, it should be no problem.

The monk looked at Guo Mo in a daze, and saw that he drank the bowl of wine with his neck tilted, and because he drank it quickly, some of the wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, wetting his placket.

"How many years, this scene is so familiar." The monk actually lost his mind.

"Senior, you see me drink the second bowl." Guo Mo poured himself wine like this, on the one hand, to cover up his own weakness, but on the other hand, he deliberately created the illusion of "vaguely back then" for this monk.

Of course, the premise is that the monk is the one who thinks of him.

Now, Guo Mo has concluded that the person who came is the "Fighting Wine God Monk" who has never appeared in the Condor World.

That is, the master who can win the first person to shoot the Condor Wang Chongyang, and the creator of the "Jiuyang True Scripture".

It is rumored that this person is a teenager who learns Confucianism, does not love martial arts, and is a complete nerd.

Later, he learned Taoist exercises, and all of them were superior Taoist martial arts.

When he was old and avoided his position as a monk, he naturally studied Buddhism and Zen Gong.

It can be said that this person is a rare person who combines Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism.

However, who is the true identity of this "Dionysian Monk"?

What is the purpose of this man's presence here?