The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 31: ：See the old man again

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Liu Mu, who was a little puzzled by Lao Mo's changes, looked in the direction of Lao Mo's gaze and found that it was the pattern on the paper in his hand. Liu Mu put Lao Mo on the ground, bent down and flattened the paper with both hands, facing the pattern into Lao Mo's eyes and asked: "Old Mo, do you recognize this pattern, right? Tell me what it means."

"God's punishment, it's God's punishment..." Lao Mo kept mumbling nervously.

"What is heaven's punishment?" Liu Mu asked, shaking Lao Mo's shoulders. He knew that since Lao Mo could tell what heaven's punishment was, he must know or have seen this pattern before, and his mind was full of questions. Liu Mu urgently needed Lao Mo to tell him.

"God's punishment is God's punishment..."

Liu Mu has given up. Lao Mo was stunned by the scene just now and can't ask any questions now. The next time he knocked out Lao Mo with a sword, he went back to the house and took a large jar of Taihu drunkenness. He went out and carried Lao Mo on his shoulders. He carried Lao Mo to the place where the boat was parked and flashed past like lightning. Don't forget Shuntan Wine at this time. If Tie Qi and Fan Yan saw it, they would probably give a thumbs up silently and say: "This is the style of Brother Mu and Master."

Liu Mu doesn't know or can't remember when he started to like drinking. This is a nice way of saying it. The bad term is a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol. It is because of this love that he figured out the strong drink of General Zui. Nowadays, when I drink Taihu Lake, I always feel that some girls are crazy about it. It’s a far cry from the general’s drunkenness that burns the throat. I heard that there is a strong liquor on the Mobei grassland that can make cattle drunk for three days. I must go there if I have time. Have a taste.

When Liu Mu drank half of the jar of wine and a fish was taken away, Old Mo shook his head in a daze and sat up from the cabin. He looked around strangely and saw that he was still familiar with it. After getting off the boat, he wondered: "Why did Duan Duan have such a strange dream? It's true." He spat out unluckily before he finished. Seeing Liu Mu still sitting on the bow of the boat drinking wine as he did the previous two days, Lao Mo smiled and stepped forward and asked: "Brother, do you still need me to buy wine?"

"No, please sit down. I have something to ask you." Liu Mu pointed to the other side of Xiao Ji and refused.

"Hey, what's the matter? If you have anything to do, just give me your instructions, and you can rest assured that I, Lao Mo, will do the work." As if he really couldn't remember what happened before, Lao Mo assured him, patting his chest.

Liu Mu knows that this is a kind of physical resistance reaction. For example, after a person is exposed to external stimulation or a brain collision, he forgets some things that he does not want to remember or escapes from, people or things. This kind of thing happens too often in Jinyiwei's secret prison, so it's not something strange.

"Have you ever heard of heavenly punishment before?" Liu Mu asked calmly. He was trying to avoid harsh words, hoping that Lao Mo would not be irritated again.

Although Lao Mo was not talking nonsense, he looked around nervously. After a while, he smiled dryly and said to Liu Mu: "Brother, this is rural superstition. It cannot be taken seriously. It cannot be taken seriously."

Lao Mo didn't notice that the last part of his words was a bit harsh and the sound was seriously broken. According to Liu Mu's experience, Lao Mo is lying! At that moment, he no longer wanted to argue with Lao Mo, and asked directly in a cold voice: "Do you know what I mean by heavenly punishment? Tell me what you know." After speaking, he opened the knife box behind his back and held the long knife in his hand. There is a tendency to silence anyone who is dissatisfied with a word.

"Where did the young hero learn about heaven's punishment?" Lao Mo's answer was somewhat off-topic.

"You'd better tell me, otherwise I won't mind letting you feed the fish." Liu Mu didn't want to guess Lao Mo's little thoughts, so he pierced the small table holding the wine and food with a knife, and said with a sullen face.

It has been fifteen years since I saw him again. Old Mo had almost forgotten what God’s punishment was. Seeing Liu Mu’s attitude of not giving up, Old Mo had to slowly express what he had been suppressing in his heart for more than twenty years. secret. Twenty-five years ago, Lao Mo, who was still in his prime, was not begging for food on Taihu Lake. He bullied men and dominated women in the village all day long. The small village did not go too far. He just made the villagers talk about it with some hatred. Teeth itchy. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The village chief, who had always raised Lao Mo as his own son, died inexplicably at home and was completely embedded in the stone wall. The veins surrounding the village chief's body were as dazzling as blood, and he was frightened. A village of people. I don’t know since when, some people said that it was a punishment from heaven, that the village chief deserved to die, and some people said that it was punishment from heaven. Lao Mo left the village and went to Taihu Lake to beg for food.

From Old Mo's reminiscing eyes, Liu Mu didn't see any lies, and immediately dropped the wine jar and ran towards the shore. In Lao Mo's horrified eyes, he stepped on the water and left Taihu Lake, disappearing without a trace, just like when he first boarded the boat. Liu Mu knew that there were undoubtedly only two places where news spread the fastest in the world. One is a tavern and the other is a brothel. After looking up at the sky, Liu Mu resolutely walked towards the tavern in the city, sniffing as he walked.

Gusu has been poetic since ancient times, and the fireworks in the world are just like this in Gusu City. The tranquility and softness of the south of the Yangtze River are exemplified along the way, making people feel as if they are walking in a pause of time. The endless scenery and endless little love words will make you drunk in this water town without realizing it.

"Wunong Ruanyu" is a restaurant. The difference from Fenglinwan is that there are people singing. The soft and weak tone can corrode people's bones. There are things that can destroy people's will here, so the business is very good. Liu Mu found an empty table and sat down. He wanted to drink a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but he gave it up after thinking about it. Southerners like rice, and northerners like noodles. This has been true since ancient times. It's unlikely that you can find a bowl of Yangchun noodles in the big city of Gusu. Liu Mu, who was a little regretful, said to the waiter who came to greet him: "Just bring some snacks to go with the wine. I'll be drunk with two pounds of Taihu Lake!"

Just when Liu Mu was trying to distinguish the clear song sung by Tu Ge, a figure covered his eyes. He looked up in confusion and suddenly said in surprise: "Taoist Master, why are you here?"

The Taoist dressed in Taoist robes in front of me could not be the Taoist who left without saying goodbye in the ruined temple. The Taoist smiled and bowed before sitting down and said: "What a coincidence, we can meet here, it is really fate. ."

After some pleasantries, and after the waiter served the food and wine, Liu Mu asked curiously: "I have never forgotten the Taoist priest who rescued me that day. Don't you know your name?"

The Taoist in front of me was as polite as he was in the temple that day. He waved his hands and said: "That matter is not worth mentioning. It is not worth mentioning. Old Taoist Cang Ming!"

"It turns out to be Taoist Priest Cang Ming. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I dare to ask, how is Taoist Priest Cangsong of Guanguan?" Liu Mu asked casually, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh? Don't you know Junior Brother Cangsong, young hero?" Old Daoist Cang Ming asked with some doubts.

Liu Mu said with some luck: "I heard it from a friend, so I just asked. Haha!"

Cang Ming's face remained unchanged, and he still said cheerfully: "That's a coincidence. It seems that the fate between me and the young hero is far more than that!" What Liu Mu didn't notice was that blue veins appeared on Cang Ming's hands under the table. Get up and secretly bring your true energy. This is the prelude to taking action if you disagree.