Li Wei felt that it was too tiring to be Marshal Mo's steward.
If he could turn back time, he would rather be Lord Liu's assistant who had eighteen concubines. Perhaps the thoughts of those eighteen concubines were not as twisted as this cold Marshal Mo's.
But time obviously could not be turned back. Li Wei could only clear his throat and carefully ask, "My lord, have you seen Gu Mang?"
"… No."
"Oh." Li Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "Then it's best not to see him."
"Why?"
"This … my lord, it's like this. With Gu Mang's current condition, let alone you, he probably doesn't even know who he is. According to the diagnosis of the medical officers, he probably thinks that he is a mighty and majestic male wolf deep down. "
Mo Xi's eyes widened, "He thinks that he is a … what?"
"A mighty and majestic male wolf."
Mo Xi, "…"
This was the most ridiculous sentence he had heard this year.
He held his forehead for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth, "Which medical officer's diagnosis is this? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with his brain?"
Li Wei rarely saw his shocked reaction and couldn't help but laugh out loud. But when he saw Mo Xi's expression, he quickly became serious.
"My lord, when we first heard the news, we also didn't believe it. So when Gu Mang just returned to the city, many nobles went to the prison to seek revenge on him. But he couldn't say a single normal word. Instead, he angered them even more. " Li Wei paused, then continued, "Later, my lord handed him over to the Lord Wangshu to be punished. The Lord Wangshu also wanted to pry some information out of him, but no matter what method he used, Gu Mang still didn't know anything."
Li Wei sighed and shook his head. "He really doesn't have any human consciousness."
Mo Xi was still digesting the information for a while before he lifted his gaze and rested it on the small clay pot where the hot tea was being brewed. Steam was rising from the pot, and wisps of steam were floating up and intertwining with each other.
"… I also heard that … his soul was damaged." Mo Xi paused. "What happened?"
Li Wei was stunned for a moment. He thought to himself, My Lord isn't someone who knows how to gather information. How did he know about this?
However, he still quickly replied, "It's damaged, but I'm not sure exactly how it was damaged. I only know that it was already like this before Gu Mang came back. "
Mo Xi frowned and repeated, "They were already like this when they were sent back …"
"Yes. When Gu Mang entered the city that year, our Medicine Sect's cultivators took his pulse. Those cultivators said that his soul, heart, and spirit core all showed signs of being damaged. It must have been done by the people of Liao Country. They used some kind of evil secret technique to extract two of his three souls and seven spirits. They even made him feel like he was no different from a beast. "
"…"
Mo Xi was silent for a while, then pretended to be unconcerned and asked, "What effect … does losing two spirits have on a person?"
"That depends on which two spirits are missing. Shennongtai said that Gu Mang lost two spirits. One of them is related to memory, while the other is related to intelligence. That is to say, he will have some problems in these two areas, but it won't affect him too much."
Mo Xi lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "So …"
"Yes. Because he lost one of his spirits that affected his intelligence, he completely lost the ability to speak at the beginning. Later, the Lord Wangshu kept him in the Falling Plum Garden. The caretaker taught him for two whole years before he could understand what we were talking about. He could barely speak. "
Li Wei sighed from the bottom of his heart as he spoke, "Alas, I used to say that he was a beast on the altar. Now, he's really no different from a wild beast."
— This was actually the reason why everyone was stunned when Gu Mang was escorted back two years ago.
At that time, the city gate was wide open. The prisoner carriage that sealed the traitor Gu Mang slowly drove into the Chong Hua territory. The people on both sides of the official road saw a General Gu locked up with a few wolves. There was also a stag in the prisoner carriage. The wolves tore up the deer's meat and blood splashed out. Gu Mang didn't even try to hide. He just squatted in the middle of the wolves with a peaceful expression. The wolves seemed to treat him as a member of the pack. A female wolf even dragged a deer's leg to Gu Mang to please him.
Gu Mang reached out his hand, dipped it in the blood, and licked it indifferently between his lips and teeth. He felt that it didn't taste good, so he lowered his hand again …
Mo Xi listened in silence.
Li Wei scratched his head as he spoke, "But Lord, there's something I don't understand."
Mo Xi rolled his dark brown eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, "Hmm?"
"Why do you think Liaoguo Shou still spent so much effort to destroy his two spirits when he was already sent back?"
"… Maybe he knows too many secrets." Mo Xi said, "Take away his two spirits and get rid of him once and for all."
Li Wei was speechless, "Wow, that's so cruel. Is it possible to restore his normal consciousness?"
Mo Xi shook his head. He had a lot on his mind and didn't answer.
If the two spirits were taken away, they could only be found and returned to the body. But in the vast Jiuzhou, who knew if Gu Mang's two spirits were still there and where they were?
"It's said that the Lord Wangshu spared his life because he wanted him to experience the feeling of living a life worse than death." Li Wei said, "But I heard that he's very calm now. In fact, there's no meaning to it. The Lord Wangshu made a mistake. "
"Oh right." Li Wei suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Mo Xi, "Did Lord see the Lord Wangshu after returning to the city?"
Mo Xi shook his head, "No."
Although the Lord Wangshu was an important member of the Military Department, it was an idle position. He came from a noble background and was arrogant because of his position. Out of the 365 days in a year, it was considered good if he could come for 15 days.
Mo Xi raised his eyes, "Why are you suddenly asking about him?"
Li Wei said, "In the past few years, his character has become worse and worse. If Lord sees him, please don't lower yourself to his level. You also know that he's been trying to make things difficult for you. "
"…" Mo Xi wasn't surprised at all.
Chong Hua had three great gentlemen. Their characters were proof of Buddhism's "precepts, steadfastness, wisdom". Jiang Yexue was calm and indifferent. He was called "steadfastness". Princess Meng Ze was respected as "precepts" because of her high benevolence. On the contrary, there were three notorious scumbags who were proof of Buddhism's three impurities: greed, anger, and stupidity.
Among the three impurities, the one most closely related to Mo Xi was "greed". Greed referred to the desire for the realm of Shun. They had to obtain it no matter what. Otherwise, they would be unwilling and unwilling to do so.
This person was the Lord Wangshu that Li Wei mentioned.
Lord Wangshu's name was Murong Lian. He was Gu Mang's old master. In the beginning, he was the one who chose Gu Mang to be his attendant and brought him to the Cultivation Academy.
At that time, the Murong Lian didn't expect this little slave to have such amazing talent. In just a few years, this slave far surpassed him in cultivation. As a result, he was jealous and often made things difficult for Gu Mang. If he didn't get his way, he would beat and scold him. Everyone knew that he was cruel and his name didn't match his character. Let's take a simple example …
Once, Gu Mang came to a village to subdue demons. He pitied the villagers because they were often infected with diseases, so he pretended to be a Murong Lian and went to the Imperial Medical Hall in the capital to get an antidote. Although this was against the rules, it was done out of goodwill. If it was another master, they would just reprimand him.
However, the Murong Lian was different. When the Murong Lian found out that Gu Mang dared to use his name to buy the antidote, he was so angry that he scolded him. First, he gave Gu Mang seventy to eighty whips, then made him kneel on the path of the academy for twenty days.
At that time, Mo Xi wasn't very familiar with Gu Mang and didn't have much contact with him. Plus, he didn't walk on that path, so he didn't know about it.
It wasn't until one day when it rained heavily that he saw a figure. He walked over and saw that it was Gu Mang.
Gu Mang was drenched from head to toe, his black hair sticking to the side of his cold face. Raindrops continued to drip down his chin. He obediently knelt in the middle of the crowd as punishment. His hands were holding a wooden sign with red cinnabar on it.
"A lowly slave impersonating his master. Shameless."
Mo Xi stopped in front of him.
Sparkling water droplets splashed on the umbrella and bounced off. Some of the water droplets converged and flowed down the umbrella.
The people around them looked at them curiously. However, when they saw the Soaring Serpent emblem on Mo Xi's robe, they were so frightened that they lowered their heads and walked away, not daring to take another look.
"… You …"
Gu Mang seemed to have been drenched to the point of dizziness. He didn't even know when a large umbrella was placed on top of his head. He also didn't notice that someone had stopped in front of him.
So when he suddenly heard someone talking so close to him, he was startled. He woke up from his dizziness and suddenly looked up.
Mo Xi saw a confused and cold face. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and whip marks on the side of his face. He was so cold that he was shivering, like a dog that had been abandoned in the mud. Only his black eyes were still very bright, looking at him as if they had been washed by water.
His pathetic appearance and the wooden sign with the words "A lowly slave impersonating his master. Shameless." were indescribably funny and pitiful.
Mo Xi and Gu Mang didn't have a very close relationship at that time, but he knew that Gu Mang had stolen the medicine because he couldn't bear to see the villagers suffer from the plague. So he went to the Murong Lian's residence and asked him for mercy.
The Murong Lian didn't agree. Instead, he quarreled with Mo Xi. In the end, he simply ordered someone to bring Gu Mang back to his seat. In front of Mo Xi, he asked, "Gu Mang, do you know why this noble and insufferably arrogant Young Master Mo came to my door today?"
Gu Mang's face was dripping with water. He shook his head blankly.
The Murong Lian hooked his finger at him, beckoning him to come over. He stretched out his frighteningly white fingers and stroked Gu Mang's wet face. Then he rolled his peach blossom eyes and said with a faint smile, "He came for you."
Gu Mang was obviously stunned. He turned his head to look at Mo Xi, who had a sullen face. Then he turned his head to look at the Murong Lian. Finally, he carelessly wiped the rain off his face and grinned, "Young Master, are you joking?"
The Murong Lian was still smiling, "What do you think?"
"… …"
"You're getting more and more capable. If Young Master Mo didn't come in the rain to plead for you, I wouldn't even know when you hooked up with someone else's Young Master."
Mo Xi gritted his teeth, "Murong Lian. I'm just trying to be fair for him. Don't speak so crudely. "
Gu Mang turned his head to look at Mo Xi in a daze. His sea-like clear eyes seemed to reveal a touch of gratitude. However, he immediately shook his head slightly at Mo Xi when the Murong Lian wasn't paying attention.
The Murong Lian glanced at Mo Xi and snorted softly as if he was demonstrating his power. Then he turned his head to Gu Mang and said amiably, "Kneel down."
Gu Mang did as he was told and lowered his head in front of Murong Lian's tall and straight figure bit by bit.
"Take off your clothes."
"Murong Lian!!"
"This is my residence. No matter how honorable Young Master Mo is, you shouldn't reprimand me in my room, right?" The Murong Lian looked at Gu Mang again, "Take it off."
Gu Mang still did as he was told. He took off his outer robe, revealing his strong and well-proportioned body. He lowered his eyelashes and didn't say a word. The Murong Lian slowly sized up his body, from the taut and sharp lines of his muscles to the honey-colored skin under the candlelight — the Murong Lian was very thin. When he sized up Gu Mang, he was like a cold-fearing Young Master sizing up a good animal's fur — as if he couldn't wait to tear off all of Gu Mang's skin and wrap it around himself to make himself stronger.
At this time, the Murong Lian was served hot ginger tea. As the Murong Lian drank it, he sighed, "Gu Mang, doesn't it feel good to have a spiritual core? It feels good to be able to stir up the universe in the School of Cultivation, doesn't it? You're very happy to be able to befriend such an honorable person as Young Master Mo, right? "
"I really don't know who gave you the courage to lie and claim that you're 'Young Master Murong' in order to concoct medicine and save some lowly commoners, hehe."
His thin fingers put down the teacup and suddenly raised his eyes.
"Are you going to forget where you came from?!"
Gu Mang lowered his head even more, "I don't dare to forget."
"Your martial prowess, your clothes, your spiritual core, everything you have today — it's all thanks to my Murong family. Without Wang Shu family, you have nothing! "
"Young Master is right."
The Murong Lian didn't say anything else. After a while, he suddenly sneered, "However, since you're so capable, I naturally won't treat you unfairly. I don't want you to grow wings and be roped in by other people."
He coldly ordered his servants, "Go, give me to Young Master —" He dragged out each word, ridiculing Gu Mang's previous act of pretending to be a Murong family's young master, "Give me the gift that I've already prepared."
At that time, the Murong family's other study companions were also present. One of them was called Lu Zhanxing, who was Gu Mang's best friend. When he heard that the Murong Lian was going to give Gu Mang that "gift", his expression became very ugly. He actually stared at the Murong Lian with a gaze that could almost be described as "glaring".
The Murong Lian raised his hand and ordered his servants to open the lid of the box under everyone's gaze.
Everyone's expression changed. A few people couldn't help but cry out in alarm,
"It's the Slave Locking Ring!"
When Gu Mang heard this, he suddenly raised his head. His eyes widened, and he looked somewhat blankly at the sandalwood tray that was raised above his head.
Mo Xi's expression also changed.
The Slave Locking Ring was worn around the neck of the most disobedient and annoying slave. It was used to restrain and punish the slaves. After it was worn, unless the owner gave permission, it could never be taken off. Its effect was about the same as a dog collar. If being a slave was already a great humiliation, then being tied with the Slave Locking Ring was even more humiliating. It would even make other slaves look down on him.
"Wear it yourself." The Murong Lian waved his hand, "Do you want me to invite you, 'Murong Young Master'?"
The author has something to say: Note: The "greed" of the three impurities of Buddhism refers to the greed and love for the realm of obedience. You must obtain it, otherwise, your heart will not be reconciled, and you will not be willing. "This sentence came from Baidu's entry. Baidu summarized it better than I did, directly pasted it
Why did Chen and Chi Mu appear so quickly?
Beat the Murong Lian into a Murong countless times = = The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils are poisoned too deeply 2333333
The criteria for choosing a spouse.
Mo Xi: "I'm not looking for a partner. I'm only looking for a second marriage."
Yue Chenqing: "Nice!" Sweet! Big white legs!
Jiang Yexue: "I'm a widower, and I don't plan to remarry."
Murong Lian: All women in the world are vulgar. I don't like them. What? Hehe, I don't like men either.
Gu Mang (Serious Face): Requirements: Rich fur, sharp palate, strong limbs, fast running speed, sharp hearing, strong sense of smell, female who has successfully given birth to a litter of more than five wolf pups and raised them to adulthood is preferred.
Mo Xi, "…"
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