"A guy like you is also a little monk?"

Li Qiushui saw that he was bareheaded in front of him, but his beard was a little red, and there was a little more contempt in his eyes.

It's not that Li Qiushui looks down on Gu Mozhi in front of him, but that Gu Mozhi has been her guest in the curtain for many years, and he can be regarded as a little monk with white lips and red teeth.

But the years are like knives, and Gu Mozhi is only in his early thirties now, but he has lived on the plateau for a long time, and he doesn't know what kind of martial arts he has practiced, which makes his beard turn pale red.

This kind of appearance really made Li Qiushui a little unhappy.

Especially when I thought that the monk in front of me was a guest of my own time, this displeasure fell into my mouth, and it naturally turned into such sarcastic words.

"For several years, in the spring and autumn, Li Shizhu's martial arts are unfathomable, and he can naturally stay young."

"The little monk is just a layman, and martial arts are only a glimpse of the doorway, and there is the erosion of time, but he has lost his original appearance."

Gu Mozhi also knew that the woman in front of him was moody, especially fond of beautiful young men, and added at least half of his martial arts from Li Qiushui in front of him, even though Li Qiushui's words were thorny, Gu Mozhi still seemed to be the little monk who was pleasing in front of the bed.

"You're already a congenital quadruple, don't say you can't see that I have a human skin mask on my face!"

"Those words, if you are twenty years old, will naturally be sweet to the heart, but you look like this now, you don't have to say such compliments to me anymore, it sounds a little disgusting."

Li Qiushui didn't give Jiu Mozhi face at all, and said such ruthless words in his mouth again.

She was able to recognize that Gu Ma Zhidao was not because of others, but because of the people who inherited her own small Wuxianggong, and there were only a few people who were obsessed with martial arts like Gumo Zhi, and there was a shadow of that little Wuxianggong between the movements of the line.

Thinking about it again, Li Qiushui naturally remembered who Gu Mozhi was in front of him.

"The face can be faked, but Master Li's skin can't be faked!"

"For the little monk, Li Shizhu will be a hundred years and a thousand years, and he will also be the goddess in the heart of the little monk!"

If those people in Tubo know that their national teacher is saying such greasy words, I am afraid that they will have to re-elect the national teacher.

However, Gu Mozhi is too familiar with Li Qiushui, the woman in front of him is not only moody, her strength is really terrifying, Gu Mozhi is indeed a congenital fourfold, but in front of Li Qiushui, he can still sense a crisis and fear.

"It's a pity, if you look like you're twenty years old again, I wouldn't mind having another time with you."

"With your mouth, it's not surprising that you can become a national teacher in Tubo."

"Don't please me, your little Wuxiang Gong of mine has been integrated into your own martial arts, and if you please me, I won't have any martial arts with you."

Li Qiushui listened to Gu Mozhi's words, and the ridicule on his face slowly dispersed at some point, and when he looked at Gu Mozhi in front of him, he sighed slowly.

If Gu Mozhi's eloquence was not good, it would not have been possible to please her in the first place and take away Xiao Wuxianggong from her.

If Kuma is not good at intellectual and eloquent, even if he has high martial arts attainments, he may also suppress so many lamas in Tibet and become a national teacher.

"The little monk's words, every word comes from his heart!"

Kumachi only remained humble, as if it was really the little monk on the mountain who coveted the gentleness of the girl in the world.

"Genuine ......"

"If you are sincere, why don't you go over Nanshan and go to the depths of Nanshan for me to meet the man of God?"

Li Qiushui saw that the Gu Mozhi in front of him seemed to be really an infatuated monk on the mountain, his eyes turned around, and the corners of his mouth were hung with a touch of resentment, and there was autumn water flowing in his eyes, as if the beautiful jade man was complaining and sighing.

“…………”

After Gu Mozhi listened to Li Qiushui's words, his heart was fierce.

He really couldn't help but substitute for the former powerless Gu Mozhi, and then add Gu Mozhi to know Li Qiushui's style, which is the more he talks, the more he talks, the more he talks.

But how could he have thought that what he said was getting more and more beautiful, and the woman in front of him was going to die by himself?

"Little Monk ......"

Kumachi opened his mouth, wanting to say something more.

But seeing Li Qiushui's eyes that really contained a pool of autumn water, and seeing Li Qiushui's face like a fairy in the dust, with a color of expectation and desire, Gu Mozhi did not directly refuse for a while.

Everyone in the world says that heroes are sad about beauty, but Buddha is also sad!

Ananda is infatuated to be a five-hundred-year-old stone bridge, beaten by wind and rain, not to mention that Gumazhi is not known how many years away from the Buddha's realm!

At this time, it is true that Gu Mozhi is a martial idiot, but a person in his early thirties can see the only woman in his life, and say that there is no throbbing in his heart, how can it be?

Maybe you have to stay until a few years later, and when you want to be a human being but can't, you will probably be the real martial idiot Gumazhi.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Li Qiushui saw Gu Mozhi's appearance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

Regardless of whether Gu Mozhi's previous words were true or false, she could see clearly that the monk in front of her, who was no longer good-looking, really remembered the old love at the beginning!

"If this is Lord Li's request, then the little monk is willing to go on a journey for Lord Li."

"It's just that after this time, the little monk no longer owes Li Shizhu anything, can he?"

Gu Mozhi was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he lowered his head and recited Amitabha, and when he raised his head again, he looked directly at Li Qiushui in front of him and said what he wanted in his heart.

Hatomachi, Hatomachi!

It can be said that Gumachi is bad, it can be said that Gumachi will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, and it can be said that Gumachi is good for fame and fortune.

But Gu Mozhi still has the heart of the Buddha, and he is worthy of the name of his own monk.

"You don't owe me anything."

"You please me, and I reward you for your half-mutilated little merit, it's just a transaction."

"I'll tell you the truth, the god man went down the mountain, and the yellow demon in the mountain also went down the mountain with the god man, at this time, there was only the prince of the Central Plains Imperial Court in the mountain, and my senior brother and nephew who had turned into Kunpeng."

Li Qiushui listened to Gu Mozhi's words, and the smile on his face dissipated again, and was replaced by a goddess who did not stir up dust.

God knows that Gu Mozhi's words were wrong, which made the woman in front of him feel bad.

But it's also strange, Li Qiushui actually knew that Yuan Sheng was going down the mountain with Huang Xiao, and listening to Li Qiushui's words, it seemed that even if there was no Gu Mozhi, she herself would probably go into the mountain?

If it weren't for the purpose of entering the mountain, how could Li Qiushui be so clear about those characters in the mountain?

As for how Li Qiushui explored Yuan Sheng to go down the mountain?

When Yuan Sheng came from the top of Nanshan, he never covered himself, and naturally there were Jianghu warriors who saw Yuan Sheng and Huang Xiao on the way.

Yuan Sheng erased the memory of his meeting with the sweeping monk, but he never erased the memory of those who saw him go down the mountain on the South Mountain, which is why Li Qiushui knew that the gods went down the mountain.

Not only Li Qiushui, but also Xiao Yuanshan in the mountain, Wu Xingyun, and even Wang Jiantong and Abbot Xuanci all knew that the gods were going down the mountain.

changed the people in the rivers and lakes on the side, even if he knew that Yuan Sheng would go down the mountain, he would not have many ideas.

But at this time, these people in the mountains, Abbot Xuanci is loyal and treacherous, Wang Jiantong is scheming and indecisive, and Xiao Yuanshan is alone and bold.

As for Li Qiushui and Wu Xingyun, these two people already knew that their senior brother was in the mountains, and they had been happy for decades, and now they didn't know life and death, Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui naturally wanted to go into the mountains.

It's just that these people are the best of the best, and they either make people tempt, or wait, or spread the news secretly, and no one has been the first to do this.

Li Qiushui chose to wait for the first person to enter the mountain to appear, but he met Gu Mozhi by chance, and Li Qiushui naturally did not hesitate to drop an extra child.

"In the mountains, empty?"

Gu Ma Zhi came late, plus he didn't look like the Central Plains martial arts people, and the mountain warriors didn't want to contact Gu Ma Zhi more, even if someone was secretly spreading these news, Gu Ma Zhi had nothing from beginning to end.

"Yes, the mountains are empty!"

"The gods have the ability to pass through the heavens and the earth, and only throwing out some stone slabs contains the martial arts of the grandmaster."

"But the supernatural power of the god man himself has never leaked half of it from beginning to end!"

"Now that the gods are gone, the gods and gods in the mountains may contain the mysteries of the immortals, if they are obtained by ordinary people, there can be no second immortal in the world."

"Tell you this, would you like to go into the mountains?"

Li Qiushui looked at his face with his hands on his chest, looked at Gu Mozhi in front of him quite condescendingly, and said these words slowly.

"This ......"

Gu Mozhi listened to Li Qiushui's words, and the greed in his heart seemed to be awakened at this moment, and there was almost a bit of struggle and hesitation in his eyes.

"Huh!!"

Li Qiushui saw such a look of Gu Mozhi, and no longer said anything to him, and after a while, the whole person was like a ghost floating in the mountains and forests to build himself, and the original place was just empty, leaving the still struggling Gu Mozhi.

…………

"Sir leaves like this, aren't you afraid that the property in the mountains will be stolen by those Jianghu people?"

Two hundred miles south of Turtle Mountain, in an unknown valley, a monk and a scholar sat in front of the pool in the valley.

The monk seemed to think of something, and when he waited for the fishing rod in his hand, he turned his head and asked Yuan Sheng in a low voice, but his cautious appearance was no longer in awe, but more like disturbing the fish in a pool.

"If someone can take it, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I worry?"

"The news that I came down the mountain has not been concealed, if those people in the rivers and lakes have the ability to empty my books in the buildings, I will admit it!"

Yuan Sheng didn't deliberately lower his voice, but his voice only resounded in the monk's ears, but he couldn't hear it outside.

"Then if the people in the rivers and lakes who entered the mountain are angry, won't they mess up Mr. Blessed Land and Cave Heaven?"

Seeing Yuan Sheng's mysterious methods, the monk seemed to be not to be outdone, and he also bundled his voice into a line and transmitted his voice to Yuan Sheng's ears.

"Acting nonsense?"

"It's really not Yuan's boasting, but those Jianghu warriors in the mountains are not qualified!"

"If someone can really do anything wrong in my mountain, then it also proves that this world is far from martial arts, and I am afraid that there will be no three or five years left!"

Yuan Sheng listened to the monk's words, and there was only a mysterious smile on his face.

Behind them, Huang Xiao, the size of a dog, fluttered butterflies on the grass.

"Sir, he said this, but it aroused the interest of the old monk!"

"I don't know how to return, the old monk has a chance to give it a try, can he go to the gentleman's dojo and behave nonsense?"

The monk and the scholar walked together to fight for righteousness, with less awe and more familiarity with each other, and after walking for two hundred miles, the monk was already able to make some jokes with Yuan Sheng.

"If the monk is willing to give it a try, what does it matter if he lets the monk give it a try after he returns?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, Yuan's methods will make the monk feel demonic!"

"And those Jianghu warriors, I don't know if they will complain about me when they can't sleep in the future......"

Try the feel of another chapter of water!

(End of chapter)