[Rat and cat derivative Gu Zhuo] The old moon is wrong

Zhuo Donglai took off the sable fur from his body, and gently covered Zhuo Qing's body, his movements were like a loving father covering his beloved son.Then he heard someone knocking on the door outside.Zhuo Donglai said calmly, "Come in."

A robust young man pushed the door open and entered immediately, dressed neatly and plainly, with a serious and sincere attitude.The Escort has a large scale and strict organization. There are people who are responsible for every job and every action. There are not many people who are directly ordered by Zhuo Donglai, so there are not many low-level subordinates in the Escort who can meet him face to face. many.Zhuo Donglai only asked him to meet Gao Jianfei once when he delivered a letter.

Zhuo Donglai smiled and said, "Sun Da, Sun Tong's younger brother."

Sun Da, whose name was reported, had a strange light in his eyes: "Yes, my brother died under Zhu Meng's knife on the second day of the Lantern Festival. Five months ago, Zhuo Qing had put his disciples in his His subordinates are under his direct command. So no matter what he asks his disciples to do, the disciples dare not disobey orders."

"Zhuo Qing asked you to come?"

Looking at the corpse under the sable fur, Sun Da said, "Yes. Come and speak for him."

"Why does he want you to speak for him?"

"Because he's dead."

"If he hadn't died, you wouldn't have come?"

Sun Da said calmly: "If he is still alive, even if the disciple is thrown into the frying pan, he will not reveal a single word of what he said."

Zhuo Donglai looked at him coldly, and suddenly found that the attitude and tone of this person's speech was almost as if Zhuo Qing was talking to him.

"Now he is dead. So the disciple has to come, and dare not not come."

"What did he want you to tell me?"

"He wants me to tell you that before he died, he dug a grave for you, and you will lie in it sooner or later. He also wants me to tell you that this day will definitely come soon."

Zhuo Donglai stared at him, and said word by word: "But I'm not dead yet, I can kill you with my hands raised, and let you die without a place to bury you."

"I know."

"Then how dare you speak so disrespectfully in my presence,"

"Because I didn't say these words, Zhuo Qing said them. He wants me to tell you these words verbatim. If I miss a word, not only will you be disloyal, but he will also be unfair." He said The attitude is serious and sincere: "Now I am not qualified to be an unfaithful person."

"Not qualified?" Zhuo Donglai couldn't help asking: "To be an unfaithful person, do you have to be qualified?"

"Yes."

"What kind of qualifications do you have to be an unfaithful person?" Zhuo Donglai realized that he seemed to have underestimated this always boring person.

"Although people know that he is unfaithful and unrighteous, they can only hate him in their hearts. When they see him, they can only respect him and dare not be rude. If you don't have such qualifications, you still want to be a disrespectful person." Those who are loyal and unrighteous will really die without a place to bury them."

Zhuo Donglai stared at him for a long time, and asked word by word: "Do I already have such qualifications?"

Sun Da replied without thinking: "Yes."

Zhuo Donglai suddenly laughed, he shouldn't have laughed, what Sun Da said was not funny, every word was not funny, no one would laugh when they heard these words.But he laughed.Zhuo Donglai said with a smile: "You've said well, very well. If a person is already qualified to be an unfaithful person, what else in the world can bother him?"

"Probably not. If one day I can do this, I won't have any troubles."

Zhuo Dong said: "Then you should do it properly. I hope you can do it. I believe Zhuo Qing must be sure that I will not kill you. Now I just need someone like you. From now on, I will You take Zhuo Qing's seat."

"Yes." Sun Da's eyes did not show joy because of the promotion, but they were full of respect, just like Zhuo Qing's eyes before.Zhuo Donglai's face was indeed tired, pale, weak and tired.But when Sun Da looked at him, his eyes were full of awe, genuine respect and fear from the bottom of his heart.Because this person is indeed different from others, and his views and reactions to everything are different from others.After knowing that Zhuo Qing had completely betrayed him, he didn't panic at all; this kind of composure cannot be faked.Sun Da withdrew and closed the door. When the cold wind hit him, he realized that even his crotch was soaked in cold sweat.

After Sun Da exited the room, Zhuo Donglai lay down on his own bed; what he needed now was not to exercise his walking posture, but to have a good night's sleep... The only thing that can really make people wake up is sleep.The key to life and death is often decided in an instant. When deciding such a thing, you must be absolutely sober.So he needs sleep, and nothing is more important to him than that.

No one can judge the pros and cons of a matter better than Zhuo Donglai.Before he fell asleep, he thought of someone; what he thought of was neither Zhuo Qing who was dead, nor Gao Jianfei who might come to take his life at any time.Not even the brother who died at birth, the brother who lived with him in the mother's womb for ten months, and who received and competed with him for the essence and blood in the mother's womb.He has never met his brother, and his brother will always be just a vague shadow in his heart.But in the moment of twilight when he fell asleep, this vague shadow suddenly turned into a person, a person who could see clearly.This person seemed to be Sima Chaoqun.The last thing that came to my mind was the man who smiled brightly but looked like a mystery...

Chang'an was approaching, and Sima Chaoqun's ominous premonition became stronger.He seemed to be able to see that one of his closest relatives was struggling and crying in a pool of blood, but he couldn't see who this person was.

Sima Chaoqun finally returned to Chang'an City at dusk.This is the place where he has lived the longest. He is familiar with most of the streets in the city, but now it seems that they have changed.The ancient Chang'an will not change, what has changed is himself.But he himself can't say what changed in himself, and he doesn't know when it changed.

When he stepped on the long street with blood still in the cracks in the flagstones?Or when he heard Cowhide talk about the bloody battle of spikes?If a person has to step on other people's corpses to climb up, even climbing to the top is not a pleasant thing.I want to have a good talk with Donglai, the Escort Bureau is second to none; the Lion Hall has been destroyed, there is no need to add another man named Zhu Meng to the bones under his feet.

Gu Jianhun sat on the teahouse, watching the flow of people entering the city; looking at the bustling flow of people, Gu Jianhun couldn't help but think of Zhuo Donglai, who was angry, laughing, calculating, vicious, lazy, shy...all vivid His expression made Gu Jianhun's smile a bit silly.If a person sat in the same seat and giggled for two consecutive days, probably few people would dare to talk to him; even though the teahouse was overcrowded, Gu Jianhun still firmly occupied the window seat by the street by himself.

The fast-running horse called back the meditation of the ancient sword soul, and finally waited... A figure flashed in front of his eyes, Sima reined in the horse resolutely, and looked intently... The ancient sword soul smiled brightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Can you recognize me, brother?"

The dusty Sima jumped off his horse and said with a smile, "So it's Brother Gu. Are you here to wait for me?"

"It's not wrong to say that. It's just that this time I was entrusted by someone..."

Sima smiled wryly and said: "I know. Huoyun evil god, ancient sword soul... How could I not think of this name that made Dong Lai feel ashamed for a while. And how can the dignified Mr. Zhuo Da give up such a good player like you. Mr. Zhuo Want you to take me back?"

Gu Jianhun didn't give any explanation: "He didn't say anything."

Sima didn't know why, he knew that this person was sent by Zhuo Donglai.But I don't have the usual sense of rejection towards him. Gu Jianhun is indeed not Donglai's subordinate. From this point of view, he has never lied to himself; perhaps it is not bad to have a mutual friend with Donglai.He is waiting here for himself, which proves that the Escort Bureau is safe at present.Sima temporarily changed his route and said, "I can't return to the Escort yet."

Gu Jianhun nodded clearly: "Zhu Meng is in the ruined temple three miles away."

Sima smiled heartily and cupped his hands: "...Thank you, let's go together."

"Okay!" This person is the first friend I came here, Zhuo Donglai's best friend, my good friend... Thinking of this, Gu Jianhun's smile became brighter.The distance of three miles is not very long, especially for martial artists with unique skills; when the two arrived at the ruined temple, the sky should not have really darkened yet.

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