: Meeting a bosom friend over wine

Yes, the sect that Mo Yu signed up for was the Blood Refining Sect. As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. Only by being in the place where the bell is tied can you find out how to untie the bell.

The old man was not surprised by Mo Yu's words. Most of the people previously reported to several major sects, and the trees were big and shaded, which was all within common sense.

After registering the information, the old man pointed his finger at the knife. Mo Yu solemnly picked up the knife, bowed to the old man, and then walked under the boulder.

Previously I didn't feel it was so sharp when I looked at it from a distance, but now I feel even more majestic and majestic standing in front of it, with the names of thousands of people engraved eloquently and with bright red fingerprints, and in the dark, I can hear the killing blow.

There is no need to write a certain month or day when engraving, because it is issued once every three years. Except for the number of years, the size of the event is the same. You only need to engrave a certain year and a person from any sect who climbed to the top.

Mo Yu strolled to the left side of the boulder and stared at a slight recess on the stone surface. There, there was a single line of words carved on it: In the thirteenth year of Tianhe, Gu Changqing, a Sanren of the Demonic Way!

The carvings are deeper than others, and the fingerprints are more delicate than others, which shows how sad Gu Changqing was at that time. It was even harder to carve if he didn't want to carve, so he later became a desolate person and wandered around the world.

Mo Yu peeked at the old man from the corner of his eyes and found that the old man had sorted out the name list and stood up to talk to other deacons around the square without paying attention here.

Thinking about it, everyone has their own pride. The Demon Sect disdains cheating on such grand events, and it will be embarrassing for generations. It is not shameful for others, but it is also embarrassing for oneself. When the reputation is spread back, it will be strange not to get involved.

Mo Yu raised the engraving knife, moved it down close to Gu Changqing's inscription, used his internal energy, and carved heavily and complexly: In the thirteenth year of Tianhe, the devil's path was scattered, Gu Changchun.

One is evergreen all year round, and the other is like spring all year round. The two brothers are next to each other, which finally makes up for this regret.

Mo Yu did not put his fingerprints on Gu Changchun's name. This was Gu Changqing's intention. If the younger brother wishes, the elder brother will be considerate. He will protect his younger brother for one day. One person is enough to bleed.

Entrusted by others and loyal to others, and having completed Gu Changqing's mission, Mo Yu moved two steps to the side, and in the center of the boulder, someone else chose to engrave vertically: In the 16th year of Tianhe, Mo Dao Sanren, Mo Yu!

The dragon and snake were swept away by the knife, and the ashes were scattered in the wind. There were eleven characters in total. Finally, the knife was gently swiped with the thumb, and rice beads of blood came out, and they were gently pressed on the word Mo Yu. At this point, there are also left on the Demon-Conquering Monument.

Got his name.

He turned around, walked to the edge of the square, handed the carving knife back to the old man, and then followed the instructions and walked towards the rest area.

The scenery along the way is elegant, with birds and animals singing harmoniously, and the air filled with clear mountain air. However, there are relatively few pedestrians. We walk along the bare stone steps, and after half a stick of incense, we reach the other side of the top of the mountain.

In front of you are pavilions, pavilions, houses and rocks, with a total of four floors of houses, corresponding to the four mountain staircases of Fumo Mountain.

At this moment, a total of more than 400 people from the southeast, northwest and northwest are climbing the mountain, and they have engraved the monument of Demon Subduing in Four Directions and rested here.

When Mo Yu arrived, there were three people waiting at the street entrance, namely Li He, Po Lang, and Gu Changqing.

Judging from the situation, the three of them were already familiar with each other. They stood together chatting and laughing, riding the waves calmly. Li He made gesticulations from time to time, while Gu Changqing looked easy-going.

Maybe it was chatting for speculation, but the three of them didn't notice Mo Yu. They had no choice but to shout softly: "You three, why are chatting so speculative?"

Hearing Mo Yu's voice, the three of them immediately turned around and looked this way.

Mo Yu shook his head, smiled slightly, and walked over.

"Good boy," Li He stepped forward first, patted Mo Yu's shoulder with one hand, and said with a grin, "I saw you right."

Po Lang also stepped forward, smiling and nodding, while Gu Changqing stood at the end, looking at Mo Yu expectantly.

Mo Yu naturally knew what he meant, blinked, and then exchanged greetings with Li He.

Understanding Mo Yu's actions, Gu Changqing put his mind at ease and looked melancholy. He kept his gratitude deep in his heart and planned to talk about it in private.

It has only been an hour since they were separated, but we all know how difficult this hour is. If we are not careful, there will be more than four people standing here.

It was time for the passion to cool down. The three of them had worried about Mo Yu before, so they had not yet entered the room to rest. At this moment, Mo Yu was safe and sound, and the worries of the three of them were gone. They talked about the magic ladder for a while, and then said goodbye and went back to the house to meet again for dinner.

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Li He's house is adjacent to Polang's house. Gu Changqing has not registered and can only stay in a temporary guest room at his own expense. As for Mo Yu, the house is in the last room on the first floor, corresponding to the ranking.

Dragging his tired body, he gently pushed open the door. The interior was simply furnished, with a bed, a mahogany square table, and two chairs, but nothing else.

After closing the door, I hung my cry on the bedside, went to the square table to get a teapot and poured a few cups of tea to quench my thirst. Then I threw myself on the bed, feeling so sleepy that I fell into a coma without even taking off my shoes.

At the same time, in the center of the mountain top, there were a lot of people moving around, carrying tables and chairs, setting up the venue for the conference.

The venue is vast and can accommodate thousands of people. There are desks and symmetrical tables and chairs on the east and west sides for various sects to settle down. There are six large fur-covered chairs at the north end, which are more domineering and exquisite than other seats.

To the south is a square arena, used for competitions.

The layout is almost complete, with a red carpet on the floor, pots and tables with pots and cups, and the manager is making final adjustments, instructing his men to move this piece, move that piece, not too high, not too low, and the bias should be moderate, all the complicated stuff, trying to catch up with tomorrow.

The meeting was thorough.

Unknowingly, in the dim sky, scattered people pushed open the door of the house and walked towards the place where the food was taken care of. They formed groups of three and two and made friends.

Mo Yu was still sleeping and vaguely heard someone knocking on the door. He sat up anxiously, rubbed his eyes and stretched. Feeling refreshed, he got out of bed and opened the door. Outside, stood a smiling Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing glanced at the house and asked with a joking smile: "Are you still used to living there? Is it convenient for Gu to go in and visit?"

Mo Yu shook his head, shifted his position, and pointed his right hand toward the inside of the room: "Let me tell you in advance that I don't have good wine or food to entertain you."

Entering the room while chatting and laughing, Gu Changqing pressed Mo Yu on the seat with a serious look on his face. He bowed to Mo Yu in salute and said sincerely: "We met by chance, and little brother Mo fulfilled my long-cherished wish for me. This kindness,

Gu has nothing to repay. If I have any assignments in the future, I hope that a letter of divorce will be sent to me.

Mo Yu frowned, quickly stood up and helped each other, pretending to be displeased, and replied sincerely: "It's a small effort, Brother Gu is serious. If he does this again, I will have to close the door and thank the guests."

Having said that, Gu Changqing still wanted to say more, but Mo Yu turned around and walked to the side to scoop out water to wash up without giving the other party a chance.

Helpless, Gu Changqing had no choice but to suppress this kindness in his heart and wait by himself. He had made an appointment before for the four of them to have dinner together.

At six o'clock in the feeding hour, Mo Yu packed up his clothes and went out with Gu Changqing. As soon as they reached the street, Li He and Po Lang walked towards them. What a coincidence, and they saved the time of searching.

The dining area is located behind the row of houses. The building is similar to a restaurant in the market. It has five floors. Each floor can seat forty or fifty people. There are private rooms and special wine and food at your own expense.

Since they arrived late, there were already people returning from eating on the way. Li He and Po Lang saw acquaintances and inevitably stopped to greet them. Mo Yu and Gu Changqing were strangers and had no acquaintance.

After walking around for a while, the four of them arrived at the restaurant. There were not many people there anymore. They went directly to the second floor and opened a private room. Gu Changqing was the host and asked the waiter to serve special dishes, including two jars of Baihua brew.

In a short time, the table was filled with wine and food. The four of them were not pretentious, so they directly took up their chopsticks to open the wine, eating and drinking happily.

When they were seventy percent full, the four of them had pale red faces. Li He picked up a bowl of wine, shook his head and drank: "It's a great pleasure to get to know you all. Come on, I, Li He, will give you a bowl!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, and the wine spilled from the corners of his mouth. However, the three people present did not look down upon him and solemnly raised their bowls to accompany him.

After a round of drinking, Po Lang also poured out a bowl of wine, raised it, looked around the three of them, and said with a smile: "When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. I, Po Lang, will not regret this day!"

His character was like his words, and his drinking was just as straightforward. The three of them drank with him again.

When Gu Changqing arrived, there was a fight in the corridor outside, with people shouting and smashing bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs.

The good atmosphere was completely destroyed in an instant, and he lost interest. Li He stood up with an angry look and waved to several people: "You guys eat and drink first, I'll go see which bastard is causing trouble."

Li He resisted the knife and pulled open the door and went out. Po Lang was worried and followed him out.

Inside the room, Gu Changqing signaled Mo Yu not to worry, and while pouring wine, he said: "The young generation of the Demon Sect has gathered here. They are energetic and brave, so there is nothing wrong with fighting. Moreover, no matter how big the fuss, no one will be killed, so don't worry."

The wine was filled and Mo Yu raised his glass: "No words are needed, you understand."

Mo Yu naturally knew that, and was pleased with Gu Changqing's affectionate and righteous nature, so he suppressed the urge to drink, picked up a glass, and drank again.

It had been half an hour since Li He and the others had gone out. They did not come back. It must have been an accident. Gu Changqing frowned and stood up: "I'll go out and take a look."

Mo Yu hurriedly touched You Qi, got up and followed.

When I opened the door, I could see that the noise on the stairs had disappeared, and I could vaguely hear that it had moved to the first floor. At this time, when the hotel was sparsely occupied, who would cause trouble over nothing?

With doubts in their minds, the two of them walked quickly towards the first floor. As soon as they came down the stairs, Mo Yu saw the two parties making trouble. About ten people were confronting each other in two waves. Their faces were red and ears were red, and some of them were injured.

Li He and the two stood on the weaker side. The young men behind them were all in a mess, their faces were bruised and purple, and there were some footprints on their clothes.

As the saying goes, hitting someone is not a slap in the face. The other party's behavior is really too bullying, and the other party to the dispute turns out to be an acquaintance!

A long spear struck the ground, and he looked arrogant in a pale gold coat. Who else could he be if he wasn't Song Ningfeng? It really complied with the old saying, if we are not enemies, we will never get together!

Song Ningfeng's face was gloomy and he stared at Li He with hatred. The people standing behind him were all well-dressed and luxurious, and they looked like they were from a big sect.

Mo Yu and the other two walked down the stairs and knew the general outline of the matter without asking.

When he came to Li He's side, everyone was watching. Song Ningfeng immediately shrank his eyes and looked at Gu Changqing fearfully. The people behind him pointed at Gu Changqing and whispered, and they must have heard something.
Chapter completed!