Chapter 582 (1/2)

Jiang Zhuojun looked at Gu Xinglang staring at the candle, then also looked at the bean lit candle, and said in a low voice, ”always try?”

In the low and shabby room, it was as bright as beans. Even if Gu Xinglang sat at the table, the whole person was still outside the light, silent and scary.

Jiang Zhuojun didn't wait for Gu Xinglang to speak, so he had to say, ”if elder brother Gu really falls into Mo Wen's hands, as long as we stay in the stockade, the old thief will come to us.”

Gu Xinglang was still silent for a long time. When Jiang Zhuojun thought the man was not going to speak again tonight, Gu sanshao whispered, ”are you sure he will come to us?”

”People in Miao land have their own gods,” said Jiang Zhuojun. ”Don't ask. You must have made great efforts to this stockade.”

Gu Xinglang said, ”what if my eldest brother is more important than this stronghold?”

Jiang Zhuojun knocked his fingers on the table and stopped.

”It's getting late. Go and have a rest,” Gu Xinglang whispered.

Jiang Zhuojun sat with Gu Xinglang for a while. The sound of rain outside the house never decreased.

”Go and have a rest,” Gu Xinglang said after sitting for a while, ”your injury is not all right.”

Jiang Zhuojun stood up. No matter how worried he was, they had to force themselves to rest. Otherwise, how would they deal with what would happen tomorrow“ And you? ” Jiang Zhuo asked Gu Xinglang when he left.

Gu Xinglang said, ”I keep it in the middle of the night and you keep it in the middle of the night.”

”All right,” Jiang Zhuojun pointed at the table and left the humble room.

Gu Xinglang sat alone. For an hour, the master ran into the humble room and told Gu Xinglang, ”son-in-law, the two monks woke up.”

Gu Xinglang looked up at the master.

The master said, ”shall we continue the trial? These two people seem to be worthy of practicing martial arts. They are very good at carrying and beating. ”

Gu Xinglang said, ”did they talk to the leader?”

”No,” said the master, ”these two groups of people stayed in the same room and sat on the left and right sides. I went to see them for a long time. Neither group of people looked at each other.”

”It seems that they know we want to listen to them,” Gu Xinglang sneered.

The master said, ”people who can enter Yongsheng temple can't be fools. If they don't speak, they can wink and don't bother them.”

Gu Xinglang got up, walked out and said, ”I'll see them.”

”Hey,” the master followed Gu Xinglang.

It was still raining outside. The rain splashed on his face. Gu Xinglang was inexplicably scorched.

The master said, ”son-in-law, if the rain goes on like this, the princess won't be able to come back for a few days.”