Chapter 44, heroes from all directions

Meadow, four horses.

The horses galloped, like thunder and lightning.

The person who immediately led was a chic, leisurely, and personable son, and the three behind him were either heroic, rude or calm, all of them were about forty big men. The four of them were all filled with a heavy and murderous aura between their eyebrows.

They have been on the road day and night for two days, although the horse is about to ascend the throne of the emperor of Dali Zhennan Wang sent a BMW, but it can not withstand such wear and tear, people and horses have reached the limit, fortunately the front is the town, can be for them to rest for a night.

In the dark sky, the city gate had just opened, and the guards only felt a gust of wind blowing on their faces, but when they saw that four people and four horses had entered the city, the soldiers guarding the city were suddenly furious, and they just wanted to chase, but they heard a heroic voice: "Thank you, this is the reward that my son has thanked you." Before the words landed, a piece of silver landed on the head of one of the guards at the front, smashing loudly.

One ingot, which is enough to be worth his two-month reward, when the eight guards are hesitating to chase it, the horse has disappeared, and then a young man who exudes the smell of books came out of the city and muttered in the ear of the first soldier guarding the city, and immediately the soldier's expression suddenly became solemn, and he quickly took the silver two back into his pocket, and after the young man in his early thirties left, the others stepped forward and asked curiously.

A good inn, the horses are all of the best of the best, but the horses have been replaced, and two of the same good horses have been replaced.

The four of them crowded into a spacious room, the personable boy resting on the chuang, while the other three lay on the floor, squinting and resting, but did not forget the guards.

Three hours later, the four of them woke up at the same time, and after a simple wash, they immediately got on their horses and left the town, at this time the energy of the four people had recovered, and one of the big men with a hearty voice and heroic temperament asked: "Son, do you say that our worries are not superfluous, this ink pouring pool is willing to send a BMW and prepare a good guest room along the way, it should not deliberately calculate us." ”

Before the son could speak, the big man on one side laughed coldly: "I see if you have woken up, if there is no conspiracy in the Mo Dumping Pool, how can I, the boss, and the third child be transferred out of the Swallow Dock with all my heart? ”

"No, no, no, it's not that it can't be done, but it must and definitely can't be inseparable, and even this matter is instigated by Mo Dump Chi, my old bag also suspects that Childe went to Xiaojing Lake to save Duan Zhengchun, and finally Duan Yu happened to come and couldn't get rid of the thief boy in Mo Dump Pool. ”

"Instead of speculating here, it is better to hurry up to Suzhou Wuxi, Fourth Brother Feng, you pay attention to Brother Deng's communication, we must speed up, if I estimate that Yu Yan, A Zhu, and A Bi should have also left Mantuo Villa and went to Suzhou. Seeing that the three of them were arguing again, Junyi Gongzi interrupted coldly, and then waved his horsewhip fiercely, and his speed increased even more.

As expected, after receiving the summons, Murong Fu, the Storm Evil, Gongye Qian, and Bao Wei converged, and set off from Xiaojing Lake non-stop, rushing towards Suzhou City.

Three days after Murong Fu left, Gu Mozhi, who went to the Shaolin Temple on Shaolin Mountain twice and then calmly left, stepped into the pure land of Shaolin again. Knowing that Gu Mozhi had arrived again, although the Shaolin people had a good impression of this profound Buddhism but competing for a few points more than ordinary people, the Tubo national teacher Dalun Ming King Gu Mozhi had a good impression, but they also had to be greeted by the whole temple.

Headed by the abbot Xuanci, the Shaolin monks returned to see Gu Mozhi in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. "I don't know what the master came here today to do? Is it about Buddhism or martial arts?" Xuan Ci, who can already grasp one or two of Kuma's intellectual nature, no longer makes polite words, and directly says straight to the point.

Gu Mozhi overflowed with appreciation on his face, obviously he was very appreciative of Xuan Ci not resting on his laurels and knowing how to turn around, and he didn't come to play dumb riddles, Gu Mozhi made a Buddhist ceremony, and after the monks returned the salute, he said: "The little monk came this time only because of the death of Master Xuanbei of Shaolin." ”

Xuan Ci's eyes jumped slightly, and he asked, "Does King Ming know who killed my junior brother?"

Gu Mozhi nodded and sighed: "Originally, the little monk didn't know, but just a few days ago, the little monk understood the answer!"

Gu Mozhi handed the book to Xuan Ci and said: "Last time in the lower Shaolin Temple, I have explained the reason for the Shaolin 72 stunts, and today the little monk has to talk about the Shaolin 72 stunts again. Speaking of this, Gu Mozhi's words paused slightly, and then said: "The master knows that since Mr. Murong Bo exchanged more than a dozen Shaolin 72 stunts with my Great Snow Mountain Dalun Temple Flame Knife cheats, I have been keeping, only last year, the Shaolin 72 stunts of the Great Wei Tuo Palm, the Prajna Palm and the Mo Dump Pool Mo Gongzi traded, with Mo Gongzi's martial arts talent, plus the cultivation of Taoist Xiao Wuxianggong, so it can be as easy as Lao Wei to imitate the Great Wei Tuo palm. ”

Xuan Ci said in a deep voice: "King Ming suspects that Mo Gongzi is the murderer of my senior brother Xuan Bei?"

Kumachi nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

The faces of the monks changed greatly, Xuan Ci couldn't help frowning, and said: "The monks don't speak, King Ming, you suspect that Mo Gongzi is the murderer of Xuan Bei's junior brother, so I don't know what evidence you have?"

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly, pointed to the big Wei Tuo palm in Xuan Ci's hand and said: "The voucher is in the book, this book is obtained from the study where I have worked hard to collect the secret books of Mo Gongzi, originally the monks should not have done such a thing, but it is a matter of my Buddhism, and the old man has to make this decision, and I also ask Master Xuan Ci to take a look." ”

Xuan Ci opened the pages of the book and read it with the first Xuan Sheng of the Prajna Hall and the first Xuan Lin of the Precept Academy. The first page of Caiguan is clear, and a line of big characters is written in the blank space on the home page, which reads: Songshan battle, Shaolin was defeated by the hands of Gu Mozhi, and the status of the rivers and lakes plummeted.

Seeing this, the three Shaolin monks all showed indignant expressions on their faces, and at this time Gu Mozhi stepped forward and said: "As far as the old man knows, Mo Gongzi gave the master a handwritten calligraphy and painting during the Shaolin and the master's discussion of Buddhism. ”

Immediately, Xuan Ci immediately sent someone to get calligraphy and paintings.

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. Looking at the calligraphy and painting and looking at himself on the secret book in the palm of Da Wei Tuo, Xuan Ci sighed lightly and said: "A person who can write such elegant and refined calligraphy has such a terrible plot and wolf ambition. ”

Gu Mozhi looked at the angry Shaolin monks with a look of shame, and sighed: "The matter of Songshan is also the fault of the old man, if the old man did not compete with Shaolin at the beginning, how could he fall for the conspiracy of the ink pouring pool, resulting in Shaolin being implicated." Everything in the world is empty, and the old man is persistent. Gu Mozhi sighed and bowed to the Shaolin monks.

Xuan Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to help Gu Mozhi, and persuaded Gu Mozhi not to blame himself, saying that if there was no master, Shaolin would still be in the dark, and then Xuan Sheng and Xuan Lin immediately asked Xuan Ci: "Senior brother, this matter is related to the death of Senior Brother Xuan Bei and the reputation of my Shaolin and even the safety of the world. ”

Xuan Ci pondered for a moment and said, "What do you think the senior brother should do?"

Xuan Sheng said in a deep voice: "Go to Suzhou immediately, and at the same time summon the world's heroes to come, and be sure to announce this matter to the world." ”

"Master Xuansheng, the matter is still undecided, so let's not act rashly. Moreover, Mo Dump Chi is scheming, very intelligent, and Wen Yi Long Yuan is in Suzhou, if it is so powerful, I am afraid that it will arouse the vigilance of Mo Dump Chi, if a little bit makes Mo Dump Chi perceive that it is not good, I am afraid that there will be more trouble. Seeing Xuansheng's anger and impulsiveness, Gu Mozhi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort and persuade him, looking like a good man.

Seeing this situation, Xuan Ci hurriedly explained to Gu Mozhi that Xuan Sheng and Xuan Lin respected Xuan Bei's junior brother very much, so it was so, Gu Mozhi smiled, and then comforted a few words, and left.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the solemnity was changed, and the monks of the Xuanzi generation such as Xuansheng, Xuanxi, and Xuanci discussed for a long time and finally made a decision.

The proposal to call for the heroes of the rivers and lakes to gather in Suzhou was rejected, but it was agreed to call on some sects that were friendly with Shaolin or submitted to Shaolin to secretly go to Suzhou.

Xuan Ci, Xuan Sheng, and Xuan Lin went to Wuxi, Suzhou, while the other Xuanzi monks sat at the mountain gate, and at the same time sent Shaolin disciples to deliver letters.

On May 26, Xuan Ci, Xuan Sheng, and Xuan Lin secretly set off and left Shaolin Temple.

Gu Mo Zhi stood side by side with Songyangzi in Taimur Mountain, looking at the figures of Xuan Ci, Xuan Sheng, and Xuan Lin quietly descending the mountain, and chuckled: "Shaolin has joined it, but now Mo Gongzi is already embattled and besieged from all sides, I don't know how he will choose to break the game?"

Song Yangzi, who was dressed in a Tai Chi robe, looked calm and not worried, and said: "If Mo Gongzi didn't think about how to break the game, how could he dare to lay out like this? As Mo Gongzi said, every time the layout breaks the game, there are some variables, if some variable variables and immutable variables are calculated clearly, then the game will be a foregone conclusion, and chess will be a chess game in hand, let it be fiddled." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled, and then his color sank, and said: "His calculations are indeed unparalleled, but I am more curious about why you are so loyal to the ink pool, and you are not like a person who regards fame and fortune as his life." ”

Songyangzi smiled, looked at Gu Mozhi and said, "There are some things that you can never understand, and even I may not understand them sometimes. ”

Gu Mozhi stared at Song Yangzi deeply, and sighed for a while: "Whether you understand it or not, but Mo Dump Chi is indeed a very, very powerful character, an incomparable character, otherwise it would be impossible to get so many of you smart people to be loyal and unswerving." ”

Song Yangzi didn't speak, but sighed softly in his heart: That's just the tip of the iceberg.