Chapter 74: Rainy Night!
The man in the rain, it seems, is very blurry
It's not that he's blurry.
Instead, he was wrapped in a breath of qi, and the rain fell and was absorbed by this gas.
A swirling stream of water is formed, which constantly flows on the surface of the True Qi.
Gu couldn't see his expression
You can only feel it
This person is very proud and doesn't think much of himself
I'm very interested in myself.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited in the middle of the night on a rainy day.
"You're a monk?"
Gu Lai took the initiative to ask him, his eyes fixed on him.
To be exact, staring at his true qi
In the hustle and bustle of the rain, he stood squarely, quietly, like another world.
Such a powerful aura is not like a martial artist's, and every trace is very dangerous.
The man: "Yes! ”
Gu Lai guessed correctly, but his heart sank.
Are there really monks?
It didn't seem to be a good thing, and out of physiological reaction, he swallowed his saliva.
"What do you call it?" Gulai asked.
The man said: "Nangong has no trace!" ”
Gu Lai asked again: "You have been waiting for me?" ”
Nangong Wuxian nodded and did not speak.
From a very early age, Gu Lai felt his breath.
Very gentle, not aggressive, just told Gulai that he was coming.
At that time, Gu Lai ignored him
Because Xiao Wei was telling a story, she left halfway, which was not very polite
It will be difficult to have the opportunity to listen to Xiao Wei's stories in the future.
Ladies come first, presumably he understands.
Then the breath disappeared, and in the second half of the night, it crept in and gradually became thicker.
He insisted on inviting and was very polite, and he couldn't help but give face.
Now standing face to face, he doesn't speak, he has been showing off his exercises and posing.
Gulai realized
He can pretend better than himself, and perhaps, better than himself, and he will be more troublesome tonight.
Because fork loading is not only forklifting, but also a way to put pressure on the other party.
"Come and kill me?" Gulai spoke again.
He felt the pressure, a little choked, but not sure.
Nangong has no trace of true qi, there is no murderous aura, but he can feel the danger, it seems that the monk kills people, and he does not need murderous aura.
Nangong Wuxian was silent, as if organizing the wording.
"It should be passing by, your performance surprised me, I'm interested, are you also a monk?"
Gu Lai said: "Not yet. ”
Nangong Wuxian said: "I have seen Mu Jiang's corpse, and the aura is different from that of ordinary martial artists. ”
Gu Lai said: "It's a little different. ”
This day's chat, very embarrassing, Nangong Wuxian meaning, very interested in his true qi, I want to know about it.
Gu Lai didn't pick up this stubble.
I can't explain it, tell him that the true qi is cultivated by practicing words?
If he doesn't say it, he can't ask again, and once he asks, it's very cheap
will ruin the atmosphere he creates.
Gu Lai asked, "You stayed in Mingjian Continent!" ”
It's not a question, it's an affirmative.
The breath in the rain fluctuated for a moment, as if resisting, not wanting to hear these three words.
But when Gu said it, he couldn't pretend that he hadn't heard it.
After all, he is not deaf.
"That's right."
Gu Lai said: "You said that you can take Mu Jiang to Mingjian Continent, can I know, where is it?" ”
Nangong Wuxian came from Mingjian Continent, and his relationship with Mu Jiang was all guessed.
But the ancients were very sure, so when the truth was said, the monk also answered.
Gulai guessed right.
He served Daliang, and Mu Jiang could make a move, he must have promised this condition.
Nangong Wuxian said: "You really want to be a monk?" ”
Gu Lai said: "I don't really want to, but I'm interested, maybe it will help me." ”
Nangong Wuxian shook his head, with a little sarcasm: "Not everyone can go to Mingjian Continent." ”
Gu Lai said: "You don't want to say? ”
Nangong said without a trace: "You are not worthy!" ”
Gu Lai shrugged his shoulders, how can he talk about this: "Then are you going to compare with me, or kill me?" ”
After posing for a long time, he didn't explain his intentions, Gu Lai was very hesitant, what did he want to do.
"Bibi, is there a difference between killing you?"
The traceless rain surrounding Nangong turned into a sword, cutting through countless raindrops and flying.
The Void moves out of the way
Gulai bowed and took a step forward, drawing the knife, slashing, and returning the knife, very fast, with a snap of his fingers.
The water sword was sliced open.
But the huge power also exploded!
Gu Lai rubbed against the surface of the water, slid out a few feet, and the true qi of the body vibrated violently.
A drop of rain, seeping through the true qi, fell on his forehead, and then flowed down his forehead.
Gu Lai stretched out a finger to catch it, and his face changed.
Nangong Wuxian said: "It is very good that a martial artist can have this kind of skill, and it is worth my shot." ”
He lifted two fingers from his waist
A very bright sword, appearing in the air, hovered in his ear.
One inch wide, three feet long, and pointed.
He walked forward, and his sword followed, and the rain made way for him.
With every step, the rain on his side hangs still.
Nangong's traceless true qi is also instilled in the rain that is fixed.
When the rain falls, it's time for him to attack.
Gu Lai stuck his cane into the ground.
The movements are slow
It's not that he thinks very slowly, but Nangong Traceless's true qi has covered the ancient times.
The dough of the ancient times also trembled.
His palm was downward, and Bai Lingyu was half an inch below the palm, trembling slightly.
The fine willow gas is slowly injected.
When the two were four or five feet apart, Gu Lai flipped his palms violently.
The sword flew over, and Bai Lingyu flew over.
The rain was pouring down, covering the whole world.
……
It was dawn and the rain stopped.
Xiao Wei opened her eyes, and Gu Lai was gone.
She sat for a long time, thinking about many scenes, but she didn't expect it
Will say goodbye without saying goodbye.
The campfire had long since been extinguished, and there was a piece of paper in front of it, pressed against the stone.
Xiao Wei picked it up, it was written in ancient times.
"It's raining heavily tonight."
Then there was a large blank space where nothing was written.
At the bottom of the letter, he wrote the method of finding Tang Gongzi, and he would take Xiao Wei back to Raodu.
"Dead Scholar!"
Xiao Wei couldn't help but laugh, he would always be unexpected.
It was raining heavily tonight
She read softly, as if the ancients were telling her.
As usual.
Perhaps, when there is wind, Xiao Wei can stand in the wind and say, the wind is very strong today.
At night, by the way, the moon is round tonight.
In the tone of the ancient voice, you may be able to feel him, as if he is speaking in his ear.
……
A few days later.
Gu Lai returned to Lingzhou City alone, did not bring Zhang Wu back, and Xiao Wei also left.
Li Manchun looked at his face and guessed that Zhang Wu was indeed dead.
Many guards and catchers are also the same fate.
He was lucky enough to meet Gulai.
When he returned to Lingzhou City, he said goodbye to Li Manchun and promised Zhang Wu
He's got to make it.
The two sat for a long time
Gu Lai didn't speak, and Li Manchun didn't dare to disturb.
She knew that Gu Lai wanted to remember the small courtyard, which was once one of his homes.
Since it's home
He will also remember that there was a family here.
There is a family member named Xiao Wei.
Li Manchun thought that she couldn't be Gu Lai's family
Will he remember that there was a girl who often came to visit the door?
"It's time for me to go."
Gu Lai spoke, carried the cage on his back, and held his cane.
Li Manchun couldn't help but ask him: "Sir, will you miss Sister Xiao in the future?" ”
Gu Lai was stunned for a moment, how could he ask that?
But would he think?
He said no, once in a while, or often?
"Maybe you won't get used to it."
This answer should be more pertinent, he thinks.
Li Manchun looked at him and guessed something.
"Have a nice trip, sir."
Gu came to see her, not like she usually spoke.
There is no reluctance, no nostalgia, there is deep meaning in his eyes, and there seems to be a plan.
Gu Lai didn't think about it
In fact, I don't care, everything that happens should happen.
Guess what so many for.