Chapter 3: Small Matchlessness

This time, Mo Dump Chi ordered his subordinates to send a total of 500 heroic posts to 500 well-known heroes in the rivers and lakes. However, the people who came to the Shaolin Temple were not just 500 people, but they were not surprised by this. As early as when he went up the mountain, he ordered Zhao Minggong and several other subordinates to stand by at the foot of the mountain, preparing to arrange matters, as long as one person has a hero post, a group of people with that person can enjoy free accommodation. As for the other knights who came to Shaolin Temple because of hearsay, Mo Dump Chi did not turn his face ruthlessly and entered the house at half price.

Mo Dump Chi has already arranged eight inns that can be stayed in the dust-free town at the foot of the mountain, and bought five or six spacious mansions, which is enough to deal with this group of heroes in the rivers and lakes, so that this group of heroes who went to Shaolin because of his invitation to go to Shaolin feel at home.

After several years of strict training, Mo Dump Chi believes that Zhao Ming has the ability to deal with these things, if he can't even deal with these things, then he really doesn't have the ability to stay by his side and do things for him.

Mo Dump Chi and Gu Mozhi were on the same sedan chair, and they went down the mountain one step ahead of the people in the rivers and lakes behind them, and there were still many things under the mountain that he needed to deal with personally, but there was no time to delay.

Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at the figures of Mo Dump Chi and Gu Mozhi leaving, and he didn't know what to think in his heart, and after a long pause, Xuan Ci immediately led everyone back to Shaolin Temple.

"No matter what the intentions of this Mo Gongzi are, why he summoned so many people from the rivers and lakes to come to the treasure temple of this temple, the top priority at the moment should be to think about how to deal with this Tibetan monk who came from afar and is not good, this is the top priority at the moment, as for the rest, you can ignore it for the time being. When he went up the mountain, Xuan Ci thought about it and said to himself in his heart. At this moment, Xuan Ci has given birth to the scene of bloody rain and bloody wind more than 20 years ago.

The four brothers of the Luo family are different from the caution when they come to carry the sedan chair, at this time they lift the sedan chair and walk like flying, although it is not very stable, but the speed is extremely fast, much faster than many ordinary people going down the mountain, taking the lead and going down the mountain gate.

The four maids don't know how to do martial arts, but their light skills are definitely clever, their bodies are as light as swallows, and their expressions are calm, and they only follow behind.

Many people who saw this scene sighed softly: "Although Mo Gongzi is not proficient in martial arts, his subordinates can be regarded as countless strange people, and even the little maid has such a clever light skill, which is worthy of Mo Gongzi Mo." ”

The others nodded again and again, echoing the words of this middle-aged chivalrous warrior from Yandang Mountain.

However, if this group of people heard the remarks of Mo Qingchi and Tubo Guoshi Jiu Mozhi, who had extraordinary strategies in Chinese but did not know martial arts, they would probably be dumbfounded.

The folding fan shook gently, a literary style, and the chic and extraordinary ink poured pool glanced at Gu Mozhi, who closed his eyes and sat like a bronze bell, and chuckled: "This time, Mo invited the world's heroes to gather in Shaolin, and he spent nearly 50,000 taels of silver, so as to achieve the master's majesty today, I don't know what the master is dissatisfied with? "The words are humble and sincere.

There are few people in the world who can make Mo Dump Chi treat him with such an attitude and courtesy, but it is not strange that Gu Mozhi, who has seen the prestige of Mo Dump Chi in the Central Plains martial arts, opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a touch of essence, and he said: "Thank you for the kindness of the son, the old man will not live up to the kindness of the son, after going down the mountain this time, the old man will give the little Wuxianggong both hands." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Tingchi's face became even brighter, and he said: "Mo has long heard that the Taoist family's little Wuxiang Gong is not inferior to the Wuxiang Divine Skill, and today I am fortunate to be the master, I can see it with my own eyes, it is really an honor, Mo is here to thank the master for his high righteousness." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled, and directly swept the high-sounding words of the ink pouring pool directly from his ears, ignoring them.

In front of the Shaolin Temple, the heroes of the rivers and lakes gather here, which is just an agreement reached between Mo Dump Chi and Gu Mozhi. Mo Dump Chi is responsible for distributing hero posts, bringing together the world's heroes in Shaolin Temple, after the matter is completed, Gu Mozhi will give the little Wuxiang Divine Skill to Ink Dump Pool, and the two have made a fair deal.

In exchange for 50,000 taels of silver for a top martial arts technique, only Gu Mozhi and Mo Dump Chi know what to gain or lose.

"Mo Gongzi, the old man has something to understand, and I hope that the son will solve his doubts?" After a long silence, Gu Mozhi suddenly asked.

Mo Qianchi smiled slightly, and said: "Is it why the master is puzzled in his heart, Mo can obviously force Shaolin Temple to have a fight today, but why did he raise his hand high, but put it down gently. ”

Gu Mozhi nodded and said, "Childe is really wise and wise. ”

Mo Tingchi sighed: "The master has already planned about this matter, so why do you need to ask Mo?" Speaking of this, Mo Tingchi paused slightly, and then said: "There are two reasons, first, if the Central Plains martial arts does not have the two top heroes of the rivers and lakes in the north Qiao Feng and Nan Murong to watch the battle, how can it be regarded as a group of heroes, and how can the master be famous in the Central Plains martial arts? Today, even if Mo Mou is forced to have a Zen martial arts duel with the master with the assistance of fellow Taoists in the rivers and lakes, even if the master defeats the Shaolin monks at this time, but in the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes and the people of the Shaolin Temple, the master is not glorious, rather than this, it is better to take a step back and give up a day, within a day, even if the Shaolin Temple is prepared, is the master still afraid that they can find out what flaws the master has?"

Gu Mozhi was stunned for a long time, and sighed: "A good move to retreat as advance, although Lao Gu did not fight with the two young masters of the Central Plains martial arts, "North Qiao Feng, South Murong", but with the strategy of the son, it can be seen that the person who has a great reputation above the rivers and lakes is not a person who has a false reputation. ”

Mo poured the fan away, and said with a smile: "Mo is just a businessman and a scholar, how can he compare to those two famous young talents in the rivers and lakes, the master is really awarded."

Gu Mozhi squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "The affairs of the rivers and lakes are full of strange things, and people are unpredictable, how can they be judged in words based on rumors alone? Mo Gongzi may be both a merchant and a scholar or a hidden martial arts master? I am afraid that no one will know a thing or two about this except Mo Gongzi." ”

Mo Dumping Chi restrained his smile, his expression was calm, and he did not refute the words of the Tubo National Master beside him, and sighed softly: "The master's words are really exhaustive of the Central Plains rivers and lakes, if you don't say it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears, how can you know the cause and bottom of the matter? Even if you say it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears, it may still be difficult to judge the cause and effect of people and things. ”

Gumo Zhi pinched the Bodhi bead in his hand and said softly: "Look at the mountain is the mountain, see the water is the water, look at the mountain is not the mountain, see the water is not the water, look at the mountain is still the mountain, look at the water is still water." In the three realms of the human world, how many people can penetrate and comprehend?"

Mo Dump Chi looked solemn, with a little respect on his face and looked at the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi in front of him who had sunk into the red dust, but he was also a high monk who had an epiphany, and Mo Dump Chi sighed softly: "No wonder this Tubo national teacher can finally achieve enlightenment and achieve a generation of high monks, if there is no epiphany at this time, how can he bear the fruit of epiphany?"

If it is the Tibetan monk Gu Mozhi who has no desires and no desires in the future, it is difficult for me to have a way to Mo Dump Chi, but now Gu Mo Zhi is difficult to escape from my control after all, the corner of Mo Dump Chi's mouth hooked a light smile, and he read softly in his mouth: Words Jiu Chen, wave your sleeves and wind and clouds, why sink the rivers and mountains?

In the town under the mountain, Mo Dump Chi has arranged an inn for everyone, but he does not live in the inn, but deliberately rents a quiet and elegant fine house courtyard in the town. Gu Mozhi was arranged in a good courtyard near the house, and when he returned to the courtyard, Gu Mozhi immediately handed over the secret book of the little Wuxiang Divine Skill to Mo Dump Chi, and Mo Pour Chi greeted Gu Mo Zhi with a smile, and immediately went under the sedan chair of the Luo family four heroes, towards his own house.

When I came to the house, I saw a person sitting in the room.

Seeing that someone broke into the house of their most respected Mo Gongzi, all of a sudden, the four of them were full of murderous intent and overflowing with a terrifying look, and they wanted to attack that person, but Mo Dumping Chi stopped the four of them as early as when they made a move.

The young man, who was dressed in a green shirt and whose appearance and temperament were the best choice, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "This is the famous Murong family, Murong Fu Murong Gongzi who has the name of Southern Murong on the rivers and lakes, you step down, I still have important matters to discuss with Murong Gongzi." ”

The four Luo brothers were slightly stunned, but they immediately closed the door and guarded at the door.

Mo Dump Chi had saved the lives of their four brothers three or four times, and the four of them had already decided to dedicate their lives to Ink Dump Chi, and they respected Mo Dump Chi's verbal orders like divine laws, and they did not dare or want to disobey them.

In the room, Mo Tingchi sat opposite Murong Fu with a smile, put the little Wuxiang Divine Skill he had just obtained in his hand on the table, and said, "This time the prince came, did he have a decision in his heart?"

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