Remnants of Filth

Mo extinguished for a moment and slowly said, "... no need."

"If you don't like gimmicks ... there's meat, and they'll share you."

Mo Xi turned her face away to cover up the reddish hotness in her eyes: "I have just eaten these, these are yours."

Gu Mang then continued to chew with peace of mind.

After eating, the two went down the mountain together. The road was steep and distant. Gu Mang didn't like to rely on others, so he limped forward, Mo Mo followed him, and looked at him silently. Back view.

This background is so familiar. A few years ago, there was a young general who stubbornly led his brothers and sisters to wading through mountains and rivers.

He is not particularly tall. He is always dirty because he has no time to take into account the military capacity. He is even a little insignificant and a bit embarrassed. He seems to be trying to shake a tree. Anyone who sticks out his little thumb can crush him. But this cricket was stabbed down and got up again and again, begging and believing, his life was tenacious, and he couldn't beat it.

He used to be the **** of war of the entire army, giving countless people the belief of victory and the hope of returning home.

Perhaps because of this, Mo Xi thought he was very eager to see Gu Mang's remorse and apology, but when he really saw Gu Man leaning against a multitude of tombstones and guilty of the sky, Mo Xi was only getting deeper pain. .

Gu Mang's spine did not look good, his fragmented look was not good.

——Few people like to watch the strong become shy, let alone that person was your light.

As he was out of sight, Gu Mang stopped suddenly and looked back at him.

"how?"

Gu Mang pointed to the Sanchakou in front of him: "I don't remember where I went. Is it on the left?"

Mo Xi glanced to the left, and saw the forest fell over there. There was a vacant lot, pulling the martial chain. There were two high-ranking guards of the royal city guarding behind him. Behind the scenes.

Mo Xi said: "That is the forbidden area of ​​War Soul Mountain, and no one can enter. Go to the right."

Gu Mang looked at the mysterious forbidden space thoughtfully, and his eyes were gradually scattered and hazy, as if he felt something, but he showed a sad look.

Mo Xi asked: "What happened to you?"

Gu Mang didn't answer, and at this moment coincided with the evening bell, the desolate bell rang from the city and reverberated between heaven and earth. Winds rose from the mountains and forests, tumbling from the depths of the forbidden area to the mountains. As soon as Manmu shook, birds fluttered, Gu Man narrowed his eyes slowly in the breeze.

"I don't know," Gu Mang said, "but I seem to have dreamed about it ..."

This man's words of gods and gods are not credible. When this forbidden area was drawn from the king, Gu Mang had betrayed, and it was impossible to come to this place anyway.

Mo Xi said: "No one can go in here. At twelve hours, there is a guardian guard. How can you come here?"

Gu Mang moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to say "um", and went back in the opposite direction step by step.

After returning home, Gu Mang ate something and took a bath because he was tired and hungry for many days of kneeling, and he went to sleep in the nest, and never mentioned it again.

I slept for this day and night, and when he woke up again, he saw Mo Xi standing in the osmanthus hall of fame, striking a black gold robe and standing against his hand. Hearing the movement behind him, Mo turned his head back and threw him a scroll: "Next."

"what is this?"

"The first glimpse of the method" and "The Old History of Chonghua." Mo Xi said, "You have the intention to turn back, I have said to you yesterday, the book he asked me to give you . "

Gu Mang flipped the bamboo slip back and forth. Hearing his words, he raised his head sternly, his eyes glowing: "Is he promised to let me pass?"

Mo Ran did not answer immediately, but looked at him with a strange look: "... I will tell you again, I have warned you that no matter how much compensation you make, it will never be possible for King Shang to take back your punishment. Decree, no matter what you make up for, you can't change the final outcome. "

The flowers and shadows in the Mingtang are gentle, but the words are cruel.

"You will still be used as a test for the black devil, and you will die after losing the value of use." Mo paused and asked, "Do you understand what this means?"

"I know."

Mo closed her eyes and said, "You've been in your head, and you want to answer me clearly."

"I knelt on for four days, thinking very clearly." Gu Mang was very calm. His calmness even made Mo Que easily think of a man who could be carried on his shoulder that day when the sky fell down.

"I know that Jun Shang asked me to learn this, but I just wanted to 'use' me again. Instead of letting me eat for nothing, let me do something and eat again, I understand the truth."

Mo Xi said: "It's more than that. He asked me to teach you these things, but also hoped that you can recall some useful memories."

"What's so bad?" Gu Mang said, "I also want to know what happened to me. I want to know if what you said is true."

Squeeze your fingers into your palm.

Mo Xi said: "... I have made it clear to you today. If you want to choose this path, it's the day of imprisonment, don't treat you mercilessly. Don't be reconciled."

"I will certainly not be reconciled, but you will die, and I will die too." Gu Mang caressed the bamboo slip in his hand, as if he was rubbing his future, he has almost straightforward thinking of beasts. You could live a little better before, then live a little better. "He said, raising his head, Qingyan's eyes stared at Mo Xi.

"Otherwise, why don't I just die tomorrow, and it's better than suffering every day."

Mo Xi was speechless.

It seems that no matter in front of the rogue Gu Shuai or in the face of ignorant Gu Mang, he will end up in such a situation.

Mo Xi and Gu Mang looked at each other in silence for a while, and then said, "Come to my study every day in the future. I will try my best to teach you."

Gu Mang held the scroll and nodded.

After this day, Mo Xi began to teach Gu Mang some primary spells without calling too much spiritual power, and told him some old history. According to Jiang Fuli, these are all learned by Gu Mang. The second practice helps to wake up Gu Mang's missing memory. It is indeed a better way to recover.

So day after day, the time has unknowingly reached twilight.

During that period, Gu Mang recalled some previous things, but maybe because Jiang Fuli Kai ’s Ningxin medicine was so good, so Gu Mang often thought of only irrelevant fragments, mostly related to the practice of Xuegong Content. These memory systems are of little use. The biggest use is probably to let Gu Mang get back some of the former shadows, no longer so stupid.

He sometimes walks like Gu Shuai swaying, and sometimes squatting silently in the corner like a wolf dog. Sometimes speeches are extraordinarily clever and whispering, sometimes they are babbling and say nothing.

What disturbs Mo most is that with Gu Mang's response to some memories, this person began to unconsciously repeat many words that he had said before, such as calling himself "Laozi" several times, and almost broke his leg with Li Wei.

On several occasions, Mo Xi was called "Mr. Mo" and he almost broke his leg.

In this way, Gu Mang has to find a balance between instinct and rules, which often leads him to swallow it back in a half sentence. For example, he once wanted to help Li Wei clean up the yard, and suddenly a flash of light flashed, he waved his arm around his sleeve and strode forward, saying in his mouth, "Come here, let the old--"

Before Laozi's "Zi" said it, he looked away from the housekeeper Li, and immediately got rid of Gu Shuai's shadow, shook his head, and cautiously said:

"Sweep the floor, help, help you."

Over time, Gu Mang didn't know what to say. He always opened his mouth blankly and stood in the patio. Others called him coldly. When he turned back, the expression on his face was almost switching between Gu Mang and Gu Shuai. .

He didn't know what he was doing right, and how to say something would not be annoying. This directly caused him to pout dryly with people, and did not spit out a word for a long time.

Li's housekeeper commented aptly: "Apart from the identity of the sinner, the little looks are still cute and pitiful."

Mo Xi just snorted.

However, Lengheng returned to Lengheng. As long as it was a divorce, when nothing was happening, Mo Xi would still supervise Gu Mang in the Fu reading. Gu Mang likes to write cursive, but does not like to write block letters. He likes "Introduction to the Method", but he does not like to read "The Old History of Zhonghua". But on this day, Gu Mang was uncharacteristically. When Mo returned, he saw that he was sitting next to Taihu Stone, accompanied by the sparkling water in the courtyard, while biting an apple, while reading "The Old History of Zhonghua" with great interest. .

Something different happened. Mo Xi couldn't help walking behind him, leaning down and looking at the page where Gu Mang stared at for a long time, and said, "Why, interested in this?"

His voice was low and extremely magnetic, and his lips were right next to Gu Mang's ears. He couldn't help but startled Gu Man and glared at him. Half of the apple was still between the wet lips and teeth.

At this moment, the two were so close to each other that Mo Xi almost touched his cheek with his lips. Gu Mang didn't feel anything yet. Mo Xi instinctively turned his ears red and straightened up.

After a short pause, stiffly said:

"Don't look back like this in the future."

Gu Mang swallowed the apple and licked his lips. "It's you who snorted behind me suddenly, so close. Why blame me?"

"..."

Such words can never be said by Gu Mang, who was completely foolish and stupid a few months ago, but now Gu Mang can say it, and when he said it, there was quite an unreasonable expression in the past. .

Although Mo Xi knew that the unreasonable person was himself now.

"You're going to hit again, come to the study tonight and copy" Fu Tiantian Jie Zhi "."

Gu Mang opened his mouth, and the arrogant soul of God of War Gu Mang made him want to say something, but the shell of the traitor Gu Mang was finally discouraged, and his blue eyes changed to the obedient obedience.

It is even more unhappy that Mo is out of food.

Not intending to continue this annoying comparison, Mo Xi raised his chin slightly, clicked the bamboo slip in Gu Mang's hand, and said, "How do I always look at this page?"

"Oh ..." This volume talks about the head of the three gentlemen of Chonghua, who rules Huili's wisdom. During the past 100 years, the titles of abstinence and definiteness have been given to posterity. Only Hui, except for him, has not been worthy to date.

Gu Mang suddenly pointed at the gentleman's small statue and said, "Because I am a little familiar with this person."

The author has something to say: I'm in a hurry! !! Today is the first day of my business trip ~ I have a way to sit down at the hotel before 10 o'clock to edit the speech. I will have time to make up thanks to the duck tomorrow ~ What? Love you duck! 2k novel reading network