Dust was flying all over the sky, and this building of loyalty, which had aged well but had not been properly cherished, collapsed in the presence of most people in the Heart Garden.
"It's over, the building is gone."
Seeing their free meal tickets ruined in one day, everyone in the Yiqi Tower sat down with blank eyes.
"Who, who brought that kid here?!" One person said angrily. Originally, Chen Mo wouldn't care about their small power. He wanted to make trouble with people like Feng Lei and Mu Qi, and people like Yiqilou.
How can a small temple bear such a big Buddha?
Everyone else in Yiqi Building looked at the companion who was missing one of his palms.
"Why, why are you looking at me? I didn't know he was Chen Mo at the beginning. Yes, it's that..." The man with the Broken Palm looked among them for the person who was always staring at Chen Mo at the gate of the garden, but now
People don't know where they are going.
"Hey, are you still fighting among yourself?"
"Yes, your Protector Luo is still buried inside. You shouldn't dig around, maybe you can find a whole body."
"That's right, what about you, the landlord? You've had such a big incident, and you still can't leave the women's nest? Hahaha."
Seeing the destruction of Yiqi Building, only the people in Yiqi Building were sad. Others were just gloating about the misfortune.
"By the way, I wonder if there are any treasures hidden under this trash. Your host drinks wine all day long, so he must have a lot of belongings." Someone suddenly reacted, but he regretted it as soon as he said it.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and a large number of people did not care about the people in Yiqi Building. Even those who were affected by Chen Mo and Mu Qi's final blow did not care, and rushed towards the ruins one after another.
"What are you doing? This is something from our Yiqi Building. Do you plan to rob it openly?!"
"Go, go, we are helping you dig up Protector Luo's body, please don't cause trouble for me here."
As soon as the Yiqi Building collapsed, a large wave of "volunteers" were searching for the buried people in the ruins.
...
In a brothel in Hongtaoyuan, a man was holding a pen, and the soft tip of the pen was drawing lines on a piece of rice paper. The man's eyes were very focused, while he was drawing, he was looking ahead, and then he was drawing.
In front of the man, a woman wearing a gauze as thin as cicada wings is lying on a soft couch in a charming posture. Under the gauze, the woman's uneven lines are faintly visible. The woman is holding a handful of
The round fan rotated gently in front of her, and she picked up a small fruit with her other hand and put it into her tempting little red lips. With a crisp "click" sound, the small fruit was taken into a bite.
Just then a woman came closer from outside, said a few words to the woman on the couch, and then left.
"Mr. Zhao, your precious loyalty building has collapsed." The woman's voice was charming, making people feel numb.
"Oh, I understand." Mr. Zhao behind the table was still drawing lines with attention all over his body.
"Why aren't you worried at all? After all, it's your share of the family business." The woman said as she was about to get up, but the man stopped her.
"Don't move."
As expected, the woman did not move and returned to her original position.
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, what should I do if my concubine's mansion is also destroyed?"
"As long as I'm here, if you destroy it, I'll build one for you."
"If those people knew you were so rich, would they eat you alive?" The woman looked at Mr. Zhao lovingly.
"They won't know. If they knew about buying it, you wouldn't be able to keep your mouth shut. How do you think I should punish you then?" The man seemed to have finished sketching, put down the pen gently, and then carefully picked it up with both hands.
Appreciate it with pride.
"Does it look good?" Mr. Zhao asked.
The woman looks from behind the rice paper, and the painting on the rice paper can show the pattern through the back.
"It's beautiful, and I don't even know who the painting is." The woman said with a proud look on her face.
"One more page of the picture of hundreds of concubines, one step closer to the finished product." Mr. Zhao put the painting away, stood up and walked to the woman's side. He gently touched the woman with one finger, from her delicate cheeks to her jade-like neck.
, and then slide it along the woman's shoulders, along the woman's side, along her thighs, and up to the woman's toes.
The man's gentle movements made the woman's body soften, her face turned slightly red, and a slight gasp came from her little cherry mouth.
"Tell me, have you told other men about my identity?" The man returned to the woman, pinched her pointed chin and asked.
"Yes, what did you do to me?" The woman looked at the man's eyes and said slightly playfully.
"You are naughty again, let's see how this princess uses all kinds of martial arts to punish you."
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the man lowered his head and kissed the woman's lips.
...
Chen Mo carried Yan Yu out of the Red Peach Garden and walked along the road they took when they first entered Liusu Mountain, and came to a small river originating from Liusu Mountain.
The cold river water washed away the blood stains on Chen Mo's wound. The blood stains were quickly washed away by the river and flowed into the distance along with the river.
"Is this grass useful?" Yan Yu asked with some dissatisfaction as he watched Chen Mo treat the wound with the grass blades he picked casually.
"Actually, many grasses have the effect of stopping bleeding. It just depends on whether the effect is good or not." Chen Mo slowly put on his clothes and said.
"Then why don't you be more serious and look for something better?"
"These are good."
"Are you lying? I'm not a child." Yan Yu said angrily.
"Oh, I didn't even have to eat today, it's really not worth it." Chen Mo dropped the topic.
"You still have the nerve to say that you didn't eat something first before fighting when you got there. It's okay now. I'm starving to death. I wanted to buy something, but I couldn't." Yan Yu sat next to him and pouted.
.
"You didn't say you were going to cause trouble for that big guy. Who knew you would attract Mucci here?"
"So does Mu Qi. It's just a knife. Why did he force him to be like this? The worst thing I can do is wait for five years. By then, you won't be there in the Ou family's martial arts competition. Who will compete with him?" Yan Yu said to Mu.
There is nothing regrettable about Qi's death in Chen Mo's hands.
"How many five years are there in life? When a me like this appears again, will he go crazy on the spot?" Chen Mo admired him a little when he thought of his persistence for this knife.
"He will not participate in the next session. Now that he has identified this knife, the others will no longer matter. Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder, there is only one beauty but many east ones. Otherwise, he would have to stare at my sword.
What did Qing Yu do? Aren't there two others in the hands of the other two at that time? Wouldn't it be easier to snatch them away?"
"Then he is really infatuated. Let's go back. I'm so hungry." He stood up and patted his butt.
"Since we are all here, why not go to Guanghua Temple and ask the monks there for some healing masks."
"Look, look, I'm just going to say that the blades of grass you picked before were fooled, and you still don't admit it."
"We are so close to Guanghuan Temple. Why bother to find medicinal materials so hard? Why don't we use ready-made ones? Are you stupid?" Chen Mo stopped pretending and showed his cards.
...
Walking down the river where Chen Mo is located, you will find that many days other streams have converged, making the small river more rapid and wide. Then this small river is also a branch of the larger river, and finally it will meet with companions from all over the place.
, running towards the vast possibilities.
Somewhere downstream of the river, there is a sharp bend. In the recess of the bend is a huge stone. The setting sun shines on the stone, like a baked loaf, which is very tempting.
A down-and-out woman was attracted by this golden loaf of bread, and walked towards it like a circle. The two women were indifferent, and the sunset autumn wind blew her scattered clothes, and then rolled them away through the gap in her bellyband.
Inside, he was teasing the woman wantonly, but the woman remained unmoved.
The woman wore an embroidered shoe on one foot, and the other was bare. The bare foot was a little bloody, but from the woman's expressionless face, it was known that she was not in pain, or did not know it was hurt.
The woman walked under the big rock, looked up, and seemed not to know where to eat, so she chose to climb up to the top and eat from the golden place, which was probably the sweetest place.
The woman climbed to the top, but did not choose to open her mouth to devour the huge piece of bread. Instead, she stood on the stone and stared blankly at the setting sun on the horizon. The fiery red sun had already set on the horizon, and it would not take long for it to sink.
Go and leave the world to the night for the time being.
As if she couldn't bear to see the sun finally disappear from her sight, the woman lowered her head, looked at the rushing river, and murmured: "They are all dead, they are all dead, free."
Without any hesitation, she took a step forward, and her figure immediately disappeared on the stone. With a "pop", the woman fell straight into the river. In just an instant, she was swept away by the rushing river without a trace.
...
When Chen Mo came to the long stairs of Guanghua Temple again, it was another night with a thin moon and stars.
"Do you think it's strange? This place is called Guanghua Temple, but we came here both times at night. Are you laughing at us?" Yan Yu said jokingly as he looked at the long stairs.
"Would you like to count the stairs again?" Chen Mo also joked. Last time, Yan Yu fell asleep while counting.
"Count it, I don't want you to carry it this time. I'm going to go by myself. I don't believe I'll fall asleep if I go." Yan Yu said confidently.
"Have ambition." Chen Mo gave her a thumbs up to express his support.
With a "click" sound, the two of them stepped up the stairs at the same time.
When Chen Mo came to the end of the stairs again, Yan Yu was already sleeping soundly on Chen Mo's back. After all, it was Chen Mo who shouldered everything alone.
Chen Mo saw the little monk again. The little monk didn't remember them at first. Chen Mo clicked a few times, and the little monk suddenly remembered and said: "Two donors, why are you going up the mountain at night again? This Buddha also wants to sleep.
Yes."
Facing the young monk's nagging, Chen Mo apologized, but still found a private room with the young monk.