"Haha, wonderful, I don't know if the master peeps at the woman's bath will go out if it is rumored......"

Hearing that Chen Zhuowei smiled and opened his mouth, the corners of Gu Mozhi's forehead jumped, and a blazing fire surged in his palm, and he almost killed the person who opened the mouth next to him on the spot, and killed people.

However, the palm suddenly turned, Gu Mozhi raised his hand a little Chen Zhuo's dumb acupoint, moved to sweep, hurriedly retreated, and made a big circle in the "Shenhezhuang", and came to a water pavilion.

Now that the village is empty, the two of them are hidden in it, I don't know if it is an illusion, Chen Zhuo listened to Gu Mozhi breathe a long sigh of relief, and his face was still changing; He smiled secretly in his heart, this monk has good martial arts and profound Buddhism, but his state of mind is not out of the ordinary, but it is somewhat interesting.

"This is the place where 'Shenhezhuang' records the world's martial arts, don't make a fuss," Gu Mozhi lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and his tone paused slightly, "The donor is only able to peep into the bathing of the Murong family's daughters, and the poor monk Quan has never seen it, this matter can only be known to you, and I hope that the donor will not make mistakes." ”

Chen Zhuo's smile faded, and his cheeks trembled, this monk would actually fight backwards.

When the dumb hole was solved, he said, "Then it's all up to the master." ”

Gu Mozhi squinted at it, and said quietly: "The poor monk is an unintentional move, but the donor has a heart. ”

He didn't seem to want to dwell too much on this matter, his eyes swept away, and he quickly looked at everything in the pavilion.

Also Shi Water Pavilion.

As far as the eye can see, the house is full of ancient charm, carved jade, extraordinary weather, and the most is a collection of many classic books.

"There is a collection of the world's peerless learning collected by the ancestors of Gusu Murong in the past dynasties, and the donor may wish to look through it."

Kumachi was already walking around the room, searching the stacks of books for all kinds of martial arts secrets.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, his eyebrows are furrowed, his expression changes slightly, and he picks up a few books and flips them over and over again.

But why?

There are many books in this pavilion, but most of them are books used by scholars, scriptures, histories, children, collections, how can there be half a book of martial arts secrets, it is really disappointing.

Chen Zhuo also followed, his steps turned around, his eyes just swept the bookshelf at random, his eyes flickered, and he looked at a portrait in the center of the room.

The painting is six feet tall, as tall as an ordinary person, and it is an old painting.

Although it is a portrait in the painting, there is only a back, thin and tall, a gray shirt is about to rise in the wind, there is a sword obliquely inserted next to him, his long hair is half a bundle, he is in the gray sky, and he has the tendency to stand alone in the world and look at all directions.

There is no print on the painting, only the word "Dragon City", the brush seems to be soft, but it hides the edge, and it is very concealed, and there is a sense of depression.

In front of the painting, there is a sword horizontally, which is the sword in the painting.

"Who is this?" He asked.

Gu Mozhi glanced at the person in the painting, took a few steps closer, and muttered: "This should be the ancestor of the Murong family, Murong Longcheng, in the past, he created the 'Dou Zhuan Xing Shift' famous martial arts, and he is an invincible master in the world; ”

Chen Zhuoduo glanced at the back of the painting, and suddenly said: "There seems to be a fingering hidden in this painting." ”

"Fingering?"

Kumachi's eyes lit up.

His qualifications and comprehension are already extremely high, but he only pays attention to the classics and books in the house, and does not pay much attention to everything else.

Although the person in the painting only has a back, the ten fingers in the sleeve are bent and stretched differently, and when they get closer, the strokes of the word "Dragon City" are also of different shades, hidden and subtle.

Gu Mozhi was overjoyed, obsessed, and couldn't wait to practice and groped.

On the other hand, Chen Zhuo stood in front of the bookshelf, picked up a copy of "Zhuzi Integration" and flipped through it, the paper was all out, the pages were flying, and when he turned to the end, his eyes were different, his mind sank, and he recalled what he had read in his mind, and reached out to turn it back to the ninth page.

He has already read eighty or ninety percent of the scriptures, histories, children, and collections in the world, and this book has only been passed once, even if there is a difference of one word, it is difficult to escape his eyes.

It seems like a few more words.

Chen Zhuo didn't get entangled, but picked up another book of "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics" in order, and when he flipped through it, there were many more words.

He seemed to understand something, and even flipped through several books, without exception, all of them were hidden texts, and connecting them together was a kind of kung fu.

I see.

Although Gu Mozhi is obsessed with practicing, but when he saw Chen Zhuo's flipping book like flying, and his posture at a glance, he just regarded him as a fool, he just had the ability to never forget, and he didn't have such a posture.

can think of Chen Zhuo's ability to discover the hidden skills in the painting, and he still cares a lot.

But the more Gu Mozhi looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the young man in his eyes was just like a demon, and a book was like a horse, and a bookshelf had been turned over in just three or two teas.

He finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you looking for something?" ”

Chen Zhuo replied: "I read the martial arts cheats included in the book. ”

"Cheats?"

Gu Mozhi picked up a book, flipped it over and over again, his eyes were about to pop out, he couldn't see the name in it, and his expression was extremely strange.

Thinking that he is a teacher of a country, sweeping the Black Sect, galloping in the Zen forest, and his talent and qualifications are praised, how can he not seem to compare to a teenager.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was turning faster and faster, Gu Mozhi became more and more curious, put down his posture, and couldn't help asking: "Little donor, I don't know what kind of name is hidden in this book?" Can you give me some advice? ”

Chen Zhuo slowly looked at his eyes and chuckled: "Didn't Master Shicai find that there were a lot of intricate handwriting passages hidden in these books?" However, it is not easy to find out without missing anything, and you have to read through all the books in this house to discover the doorway...... It seems that the Murong family can shock the world, and it really has some background. ”

Gu Mozhi was stunned on the spot, and then slowly glanced at the stacks of books in the room, and then looked at Chen Zhuo, his expression was even stranger than before.

He understood, the answer is very simple, it is nothing more than a confirmation of right and wrong.

But......

"Have you read all of these books?"

Kumachi was a little dumbfounded.

Chen Zhuo smiled: "I know a little bit about it." ”

Gu Mozhi looked at Chen Zhuo carefully, and was about to say more, when suddenly his eyes froze, he grabbed him, hurriedly brushed his sleeves and put the book in its place, and at the same time jumped up, swept the beam, held his breath, and looked condescendingly.

This "Shenhezhuang" stands near the waves, and the "Water Pavilion of Return" is suspended above the blue waves, such as a floating boat on the water, which is very elegant.

Just one after the other, in the smoke and rain outside the window, suddenly saw a black shadow fluttering its arms, climbing Ping to cross the water, stepping on the rain and walking in the air, the height of the body is like flying immortals, and it is like an arrow from the string from the silk rain to pierce out, a flash and a sweep, the wind chimes are swaying, and there is one more person in the house.

This person was dressed in night clothes, hiding his head and hiding his face, dressed in black, still bloody and stained with rain, thinking that he had just experienced a fight.

With only a light exhalation, this person faced the portrait of Murong Longcheng, pulled out a blood-stained treasure map from his sleeve, his eyes showed surprise, and he spread his hands to look at the martial arts that appeared on it.

"Innate Broken Body Invisible Sword Qi...... The ancestors blessed, such as today's opportunity, if you can get this great secret of the day's ascension, the heroes of the world should bow down for my Dayan, with the will of the ancestors!! ”

(End of chapter)