Death Sutra

Gu's old house is not far from the Imperial City. Gu Shen faintly remembers the location, walks slowly, and slowly produces a sense of familiarity with the surrounding scenery, but it is quite different from the memory. It seems that this is a beautiful imitation but completely out of shape. city ​​of.

Su Shi whispered: "There are more people behind."

"I bet these people will soon disappear." Gu Shen is trying to reconcile her feelings.

"Really?" Su Shi's big eyes, almost to look back, forcibly resisted, but his stomach screamed twice, his face suddenly red.

The two men did not enter the water in the morning, and Pang Jing and the princess did not think about hospitality.

"Wait a minute, there is no restaurant in the vicinity." Gu Shen has long been used to starvation and has never considered the issue of lunch.

Su Shi’s face is redder. “I brought some dry food, would Gu Guzi want to eat?”

"You think it's really thoughtful." Gu Shen is very surprised.

"The Shangguan teacher told me that Gu Gongzi didn't care about the trivial things, so...so I prepared a little dry food. I guess if the princess really wants to take care of the meal, he will inform him in advance."

Su Shi is a clever young man. He has already realized that the Central Plains aristocrats are similar to the Xianggui national aristocracy: they do not accept surprises. Visits without prior notice and banquets without invitations are rude.

"Well, I am a little hungry." Gu Shenwei’s mind showed the scene of Shangguan’s patience to teach Su Shi. He couldn’t help but slightly turned his head and glanced at him. Su Shi was carefully taking out the dry food from his arms. The small cloth bag is such a simple movement, and he is also doing it very seriously, as if he had learned the killer in the stone for more than ten years ago.

The streets and streets are getting more and more lively. There are no servants in front of the deep house compound, and there are more pedestrians and small business hawkers.

Gu Shenwei remembers this backstreet, the vendors are all mobile, specializing in fashionable fruits and vegetables, and will be withdrawn shortly after noon. You can see the former home by turning a corner.

Su Shi bought a few pears. After returning, she said happily: "The things in Beijing are cheaper than the city of Yuyu. I really didn't expect it."

Everything in Saitama City is very expensive, because everyone has to pay a piece of money to save their lives. Even after the war, they have not completely changed.

After the dry food and pears are finished, the street has come to an end. Su Shi went to a booth and looked at it. He didn't buy anything. He returned to Gu Shenwei and said with respect: "The followers are really gone."

Before Gu Lun was ready to move to the Western Region, he had already sold the old house, Gu Shen had vaguely remembered. In the past, there was a fierce dispute between the father and the older brother. In the eyes of the older brother, the descendants of the family will return to the Central Plains sooner or later, and should stay in the capital.

No matter who bought this house, it was not resold afterwards, or did not have the opportunity to stay, and did not even take care of it. Gu Shen’s house was in decline. The wall of the door is sloping, the weeds are full of life, and it is incompatible with the prosperous capital. It is like the capital of the country of Xiangji.

Su Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked if he was silent.

"You stay outside." Gu Shenwei said that he had to open the grass from a gap and walked into the old home. He still had little feeling in his heart. He has almost no impression of this place, but he has a deep memory of the manor of the Western Region and Jinpengbao. Now he still wants to come and see it.

He really became a "Westerner."

Because there was no guard, the houses in the courtyard were almost dismantled, and the materials that could be used were all left, and the house was a wilderness. Only a few places have not been occupied by weeds.

It is also an ideal place for private conversations.

Gu Shen turned around and saw the old beard Luo Pingji and the unknown long beard.

The sorrowful screaming sorrowful sorcerer was gone, still in a gray coat, still unkempt. At this time, Luo Pingji is like a general who is in private service or a hidden master.

The favored attendant who was wearing a claw in front of the princess was gone. The long beard was put on a gray coat and stood beside Luo Pingji, showing the obedience of a younger generation.

"I think I owe the Dragon King a favor." Luo Pingji said that he stepped closer and did not carry weapons. "Introduction, this is my relative, Luo Qihong."

"The people of Luojia don't like to owe people?" Gu Shen was expected to have this meeting, and only Luo Jia can persuade the followers of the various factions. He ignored Luo Qihong.

"It has nothing to do with Locke. This person is what I owe, and I will pay it back." Luo Pingji must emphasize this point. "Let's say, what do you want to know from me, I will tell the truth as much as possible."

As a move to repay the human condition, Luo Pingji is not too sincere.

"In that year, you went to Saitama City at the time of the princess, and by the way, you went to Shule."

"Hey, Luo Pingying said a word, let the Dragon King guess."

When Luo Pingying talked about the grievances of Luo and Yang Yuanshuai, he once mentioned that he sent people to the Western Region to "explore" Yang Yuanshuai. The time was roughly in line with Luo Pingji. Gu Shen made the truth from this.

"What does Dragon King want to know? Right, I heard that there is another new Dragon King. What does Gu Gongzi want to know?"

"Yang Yuanshuai."

"I don't think that Gu Gongzi's interest in Yang Yuanshuai is bigger than family hatred?"

"Because I want to hear the truth about you as much as possible."

Luo Pingying smiled and said, "It is true that with regard to Yang Yuanshuai, my truth will be more. As for what I don't believe, it is up to Gu Gongzi to decide."

"Where to start? Yang Yuanshuai was famous for moving the rivers and lakes. Gu Gongzi must have heard a lot of rumors. I don't need to repeat it again. Well, let's say that the book is stolen. It is not Luo Pingying's temporary fabrication to fool you. He insisted on this suspicion more than a decade ago. I heard that I was going to the Western Region, so I asked me to visit Yang Yuanshuai by the way."

"The result really made him guess. I saw Yang Yuanshuai's practice in the cultivation of Qiang Kun. After discovering me, Yang Yuanshuai was very ashamed, but he was a hero, did not kill me, but chose to die under the knife of Jinpeng killer. I want to say that even if this matter passed, Yang Yuanshuai was obsessed with martial arts. After all, he did not cause much damage to Luo. But Luo Pingying Yu Yuhuai always felt that Yang Yuanshuai was stealing books for his family, and Luo’s skills were rumored. When Gu Gongzi made a name for himself in the Western Region, he was even more convinced. In fact, I did a detailed investigation. Although Gu Gongzi’s martial arts were strange, it has nothing to do with the change of Qiankun."

"Luo Pingying has never liked Yang Yuanshuai?" Gu Shen asked.

"Of course, you must have heard of Yang Yuanshuai's work in the forefront of the Luo family. It is true that the defeated Luojia swordsman is Luo Pingying. At that time, he was not a hideaway. Afterwards, he did not see anyone before he hid his concentration. Xi Wu."

The Luo family is not a piece of iron. Luo Pingji mentioned Luo Pingying, the best martial artist of his class, and has no respect in his tone.

"Why did Luo Pingying always suspect that Yang Yuanshuai had handed over to Gu Jia after stealing books? Gu Jia and Yang Yuanshuai have not had contacts for many years."

"It is said that I did not see you. The ancestors were compared with a Luo family swordsman, and they were defeated very badly. After the depression, they died. They were still not convinced before the end of their lives, saying that the harmony of the family could not be weaker than that of the Luo family. Yang Yangshuai was blessed by the ancestors, so he vowed to steal the Luo family. It was like this. It was like this. In the early years, no one could tell, Luo Pingying claimed that others don’t care. I can't refute it."

Gu Shenwei has no problem, although Luo Pingji’s words may not be credible. But it did solve a few doubts in his heart.

Luo Pingji was ready to leave, and finally said: "Luo Pingying does not represent Locke. He is a hidden person. He has avenged you without the command of the family. It has already angered many people. Luo Qikang died very badly, but Luo family does not hate you. But if you want to start with the princess, Locke and you are the enemy who swears, don’t you understand?"

"Then please be optimistic about the princess." Gu Shen turned and walked outside the house.

Luo Pingji uncle looked at his back. Also hidden in the grass, disappeared without a trace, the desolate house is still desolate.

Su Shi backed the gap in the courtyard wall, looked around with vigilance, heard the footsteps behind him, and immediately turned around. "Someone just came over. Later he left."

"Yeah." Gu Shenwei did not ask, and immediately solved the narrow knife, and even handed it to Su Shi, "take me a while."

Su Shi took the knife. His face was slightly pale.

The two left the old house of Gujia, turned at the alley, and returned to the street where the vendors gathered.

The vendors have gone almost the same. There are only two people in the long street who are packing up. The buyers here are mostly rich servants in the nearby houses. After noon, they rarely hang out.

Su Shi noticed that the streets were very clean and there was not even a leaf.

A 50-year-old old man saw that someone was coming, and he immediately showed his expectation. He still had a few bad fruits, hoping to sell it.

It is a pity that these two people are not like buyers. The younger generation still has a knife. The old man did not dare to open the door, bowed his head and continued to clean up the stalls, and intended to give the fruit to the neighbors.

A few dozen steps away, near the corner of the street, there is a dealer who did not leave, is loading things into the basket.

This person is around 30 years old and looks like the goods have been sold out and are not interested in potential guests.

"How do you sell your things?" Gu Shen went over and asked for price.

The salesman looked up in surprise and turned his head and looked into the basket. "Hey, one or two silver, you take it."

"too expensive."

"I am a rarity..."

Gu Shen took a step and seemed to check the items in the basket. He suddenly extended his left hand and took the owner's wrist. The reaction of the seller was extremely fast. He turned his hand and took it. Although it was only one move, it was already in a good position.

Gu Shen was empty-handed, but did not make a sword, the left hand attracted the seller, the right hand lightning-like attack, just holding the other's throat.

Su Shi took a moment, immediately acted, and went to the edge of the basket, just blocking the eyes of the old man in the distance.

The lord's vitality fell into the enemy's hands, and his heart screamed, punching his fists, hoping to force the enemy to let go.

Gu Shen used his right hand and the two fists had been attached to him, but he could not make any effort.

Su Shi was flustered. He had been on the battlefield and had seen bloody, but in a bustling and peaceful city, he suddenly shot at the streetside counterfeit hawkers. He was unprepared.

The eye of the franchise violently rises, and the face is red and fascinating. But the most horrible thing for Su Shi is the murderer: Gu Shenwei's calmness is in stark contrast with the pain of the seller, just like a skilled snake charmer is playing with it. Toothless snake.