Chapter 120

No trace thought of Qi Deng and ye Kurong, the son of blood moon, who met here. He said in his heart: "it seems that they are also staring at the whereabouts of the remnant map, but they don't know whether the remnant map is really related to the Wu Temple?"

As his mind turned, he slowly turned and looked at the temple of martial arts. In his eyes, there was a ray of depth. This is a look he rarely sees in his eyes.

Mu Jiuzhou and the young Alin left and walked out not far away. Mu Jiuzhou whispered, "stare at them for me."

Young ah Lin Gong said yes and dodged to one side.

Mu Jiuzhou's heart has been thinking about his dialogue with traceless. Although he is not sure that the remnant figure is really related to the martial temple, the change of attitude before and after traceless, and Mo GE's action of branching his words, confirmed his suspicion. At least, these teenagers should have a clue worthy of their doubt, and this clue is in the temple of martial arts.

Standing on the stone steps, he slowly turned his head and took a look. He could only see the Wu Temple with a corner of eaves, and a sharp flash flashed in his eyes.

Tang Qi, how can such a person match my sister! If I wasn't afraid of your sadness, how could I allow you to hang out with them like this!

He thought of Ye Kurong, the eldest childe of the blood moon sect. Ye Kurong seldom left the headquarters of XueYue sect... XueYue peak, but now he came to this small Guiyang not thousands of miles away.

Looking at the Chung Ling River flowing not far in front of him, and the thousands of willows whose leaves have withered and branches have withered, he felt that the chaos of Guiyang, perhaps even more the thousands of willows dancing with the wind.

Mo Ge realized that he forcibly cut off the traceless words, which is actually trying to cover up. But the situation at that time, if he didn't cut it off, he would certainly tell everything in his heart. He couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart, traceless brother. He was too upright and lacked the heart to guard against people. It's no wonder that this was not the case when he first came out of the Jianghu?

He remembered the first person he knew when he first came out of the Jianghu and his first friend. He regarded him as a brother's friend from his heart. But just when he was happy that he had such a "brother", the "brother" designed to frame him.

It was originally a big case committed by him. He assassinated seven members of a family overnight, but the scene left traces of his Mo Ge. Because the autumn wind knife is as thin as a cicada wing, it is difficult to see blood. Therefore, Mo Ge became the target of the Wulin public case.

What his "brother" did was that the man had abused him on the spot. That's why he killed his family.

When Mo GE learned the truth after he was drunk, the autumn wind knife crossed his neck without hesitation.

He is not afraid of any Wulin case, but he can't let others play with him as a fool. From that time, he knew the cold and warm of the Jianghu and the evil of the people.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly when he thought of this past. Is the traceless now the same as he was then?

Mu Xue shouted and took Qin Ji to settle accounts with the liar. Tang Qi persuaded her. Qin Ji smiled at each other all the time. Tang Qi couldn't convince Mu Xue. She was worried. In this hurry, she spoke stumbling.

Wu Ji and Mo Ge looked at them for a moment. Mo Ge said, "sister Mu Xue, brother Tang Qi is right. It's really not a trick. It's just a small trick. He has practiced for a long time and his technique is too fast. You can't crack it at all."

Although Mu Xue was puzzled in her heart, she also agreed that it was a trick, not a liar's means. Her temperament can be said to be frank and naive, just like that of a child. Once the knot in her heart is untied, it will no longer be tangled. She turned her eyes, looked around, pulled the Jackie and said, "let's go and have a look."

Tang Qi was stunned. These small vendors had looked back and forth at least twice, and she had to go to see them.

The Jackie smiled and said, "it's up to her sister."

They went together, and Tang Qi had to keep up. Mo Ge said in the back, "brother Tang Qi, don't lose your sister again. I'll see you at the gate of Wu Temple in an hour."

After the three went, Mo Ge turned to look at traceless and asked, "traceless brother, if this remnant picture is really related to the martial temple, what will it be? How to find out? "

"Wu Temple, Zilong temple, Guiyang dragon... If relevant, it must be in the Wu Temple."

Traceless eyes twinkled like stars. He looked at the people coming in and out of the gate of the Wu Temple and said softly.

Mo Ge nodded and said, "now there are many people with mixed eyes. It's inconvenient to search openly. We can only stay at night."

"Search? I'm afraid that's not right. I think the old temple Zhu has been in the Wu Temple for some years. Maybe he can know some clues. " Traceless said with some hesitation in his heart.

Mo Ge said, "yes, old temple wishes may have some clues. Let's ask first."

They took a look at Mu Xue and Qin Ji who lingered in front of the vendors, followed Tang Qi closely behind them, and walked to the Wu Temple.

Not far away, Alin stared at them and hid behind a pine tree.

Wu Ji and Mo Ge watched the people who came and went gradually at the gate of the Wu Temple and slowly entered the Wu Temple. The monks have rested and went out to eat vegetarian noodles. Old temple Zhu is eating with a steamed bread.

In the temple of Wu, only two people were burning incense and kowtowing.

Seeing no trace and Mo Ge coming in, the old temple Zhu stared at his muddy eyes, looked at them and asked in amazement, "you... Haven't found the toilet yet?"

No trace, Mo Ge heard the speech, looked at each other and smiled. Traceless said, "don't worry, old man. We're not looking for the toilet, we're looking for you."

The old temple wish put down the steamed bread in his hand, stretched out his thin hand like bark to grasp sandalwood, and said, "Oh, do you want to burn incense and worship the God of martial arts?"

Mo Ge took out a few copper coins from his arms and threw them into the merit box. He took over the sandalwood that had been lit by the old temple without a trace. They kowtowed respectfully in front of the statue of Wu God.

Looking at traceless, Mo Ge still didn't leave after knocking his head. The steamed bread sent to his mouth by the old temple Zhu stopped again and asked, "are you still busy?"

Traceless smiled and said, "old man, I'm a stranger. I heard that today is the martial arts Temple meeting, so I came to have a look. It's really lively. But the younger generation knows little about the martial god Zhao Zilong. I wonder if the old temple wishes can talk to the younger generation? "

Upon hearing this, the old temple Zhu put down the steamed bread in his hand. His turbid eyes glowed and said, "you can ask the right person. I have been in the temple of martial arts for decades. I am very familiar with the story of the martial god. Which paragraph do you want to hear? "

Traceless way: "listen to the martial god Zhao Zilong's plan to take Guiyang."

Old temple Zhu Qiaowei moved out two embroidered piers from behind and said, "sit down and listen to me talk to you slowly."

Mo Ge was puzzled. How did traceless come here to listen to the story? Moreover, I heard this story once in the teahouse.

The old temple wishes that he would not eat any steamed bread. He tells the story of Zhao Yun who was ordered to conquer Guiyang. In the face of natural disaster, drought, lack of water and food, disaster of the people, and the difficulties of Guiyang prefect Zhao fan in making difficulties by all kinds of tricks and erecting obstacles at all levels to defend the city, Zhao Yun stopped killing for the sake of the people's livelihood, skillfully resolved various dangers by obtaining the support of the people, and succeeded in Taking Guiyang.

When it comes to the highlights, his eyes glitter, as if he were on the scene. He witnessed how Zhao Zilong angrily refused Zhao fan if he captured Chen Ying, and finally killed Chen and Bao, how to get the support and love of the people.

Wuji and Mo Ge listened to this story for the second time, and what Lao Miaozhi said was not as wonderful as what Mao Yikou said, but they were still fascinated.

Finally, the old temple Zhu said: "later, in order to see the martial god from time to time, the people spontaneously donated money and materials. Those who had no money and materials went out for free. It took several months to build the martial temple."

After listening, they still feel endless aftertaste. Traceless said, "old man, do you know how this statue of martial god is carved? Such a large stone statue is not a simple thing. "

"This old man doesn't know. It's a long time ago. Don't say that old man doesn't know. I'm afraid no one knows the whole Guiyang, and there's no way to investigate and verify." The old man shook his head and said.

"I'm very curious about the carving of this stone statue. I wonder if the old man will allow us to have a closer look?" There was a twinkle in traceless eyes and said with a smile.

Looking at traceless's clear and bright eyes and the sun's innocent smile, the old temple Zhu didn't think much. He nodded and said, "look, but there's one that can't be touched. It's a great disrespect to the God of martial arts."

Mo Ge couldn't help admiring himself. Sometimes the traceless brother was heartless and heartless, and sometimes he could circle people into his circle.

Taking advantage of the old temple to wish happiness, they looked around the statue of Wushen carefully and back and forth twice, but it seemed that the statue was a huge stone, polished as smooth as a mirror, and there was no abnormality at all.

Old temple Zhu saw that they looked carefully. Although he was curious, he felt that they admired the God of martial arts because they heard their own story. He was also proud in his heart. I have been a temple wish in this temple for decades. It's rare that someone would like to listen to his story so seriously. He has a good feeling for these two young people in his heart.

Although Wuji and Mo Ge got nothing, they finally looked at the statue carefully and put down their memory.

The two said goodbye to the old temple and walked out of the Wu Temple. It was already sunset. All kinds of vendors had cleaned up one after another and were ready to go home.