Hidden Blade: 39th on the road

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The third day.

When Xu Han came to Chu Qiuli's room again, Chu Qiuli's condition had deteriorated to an extremely serious point.

He slumped down by the wooden table, with tea and cracked tea cups spilling on the ground.

He struggled hard, trying to stand up, but it seemed that it was destined to be in vain.

When Xu Han saw this, he hurried forward to help Chu Qiuli, who was pale, and filled him with a cup of tea before asking about Chu Qiuli's condition.

"Brother Chu, how do you feel?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand in a disappointed manner and said: "The Hades wants people to die for the third watch. How did he keep his life until the fifth watch? What is the difference between good and bad, and what is the difference?"

Xu Han is silent, he knows Chu Qiuli's situation, Chu Qiuli himself knows better than anyone else.

Chu Qiuli sitting at the wooden table picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and glanced at Xu Han, then suddenly smiled and said, "Xiaohan, do me a favor."

According to Chu Qiuli's request, Xu Han went to the market to buy two dice gu and several dice.

Yu Yanzhan borrowed dozens of essays and essays, and then returned to Chu Qiuli's room.

Chu Qiuli, who took these things, smiled at Xu Han again, and then stretched out his hand to signal Xu Han to sit down on the opposite side of him.

Naturally, Xu Han would not refuse Chu Qiuli's intention. He sat on the side of the wooden table and looked at the man in front of him with a calm expression. After all, he no longer laughed and cursed in the usual way, but trembling his hands, carefully placed the two dice gu, and put the dice in his hand into the dice gu one by one.

This wasn't a difficult task, but the middle-aged man took a full half of the incense to finish it. As a result, his forehead was covered with dense sweat, but he didn't notice it, and there was a big smile on his face.

After finishing this, he handed one of the dice gu to Xu Han, and from the pile of scattered money Xu Han gave him on the table, he put a penny in front of him, and then placed another dice. Gu held it in his hand.

He began to shake the dice gu, Xu Han was taken aback for a moment, and also shook the dice gu in his hand.

After the ten-breath scene, the dice gu stopped. Chu Qiuli and Xu Han mentioned their dice gu at the same time. At that moment, the contents were displayed between the two.

Chu Qiuli, three, four, three.

Xu Han, six five four.

When Chu Qiuli saw this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, then handed the copper plate to Xu Han, then put another copper plate in front of him again, and looked up at Xu Han. Although speechless, his eyes urged But Xu Han, who was unknown, had to shake the Dice Gu in his hand again.

The amount of silver borrowed by Xu Han is as much as 70 or 80 liters. Every copper plate is a game, and the results are without exception. Chu Qiuli is the loser.

Xu Han gradually understood some of Chu Qiuli’s intentions. The look on his face changed from doubt to weird, from weird to surprised, but the man sitting opposite him always looked calm and indifferent. It seemed that all of this All in his expectation.

Soon Chu Qiuli lost all his money.

At that time, he carefully put the dice gu in his hand to one side, and once again raised his eyes to look at Xu Han.

It was a gaze of about hundreds of breaths.

Chu Qiuli's eyes were still calm, but Xu Han was a little uncomfortable.

He is not suitable for the silence of a man at this moment, and even less suitable for the passing of every breath means that a man is one step closer to death.

This is not destined to be a pleasant experience.

In other words, every breath is a torment for Xu Han.

But after all, he didn't say anything to break the silence that almost choked him.

The middle-aged man finally spoke again at that time.

His eyes became deep, like a pond with a dragon hidden in it, bottomless.

His tone became longer, as if he had traveled through ten thousand years before arriving here.

"In fact, in this world, there are many secrets hidden, and there are even more inexorable sects hiding in the world outside the world, such as the Taoist Qinglian Temple"

Hearing Xu Han's brow raised here, he said: "Another example of stealing the holy gate?"

Chu Qiuli's body was slightly startled at that time, and a wry smile appeared on his pale face.

"Xiaohan, you are really smart."

After finishing this sigh, seeing that Xu Han had no intention of answering, the middle-aged man's eyes sank and he said again: "The sect is hidden from the world, regardless of world affairs, there is probably only one purpose-to find out. A road to longevity."

"For thousands of years, Tianjiao and evildoers have been everywhere, but no one can find out how to take that road. But every hidden sect has its own attempt. I secretly think that stealing Although the sacred gates are not as big as those of the sects, they have gone farther than anyone on this road."

Speaking of this, Chu Qiuli's gaze became more and more profound, "My master, Tsing Yi’s father, Ran Linzhen. The 26th generation descendant of the Sacred Sect of Thieves, he is a genius who was deceived by the Sacred Sect of Thieves. The method of stealing fate has found a secret method that can be deceived by heaven, so that all calamities will not be added."

"In his words, immortal life is endless, thunder robbery prevents it, and thunder robbery is endless, so immortals are mortal."

"And his method of deceiving the heavenly secret seems to be very useful. He even created a wooden box, called the hidden heaven box, relying on it to let a badly wounded fairy hide for several years. Jie, he didn’t step out of it until he had the confidence to fight against the catastrophe. This success gave the master great encouragement, and he became more and more devoted to the study of this secret method. Among them, seeing the Sacred Gate of Thieves is about to reach the sky in one step, but the sky cannot tolerate this, and the disaster of the Sacred Gate is imminent."

"That day a group of people in black entered the Sacred Sect of Thieves, beheading all the more than a hundred people in the sect. Only Tsing Yi and I were hidden by the master in the hidden celestial box. Only then did they escape. This catastrophe"

"So, you want revenge, don't you?" Xu Han couldn't help but sink his eyes when he heard this.

"Chu had a bad life. If it hadn't been taken in by the master and taken care of by the brother, I would have died in that corner without knowing it. They treated me like a mountain, and I naturally wanted to avenge them." Chu Qiuli was right. This is blunt.

Xu Han's eyes grew gloomy at that time. He asked: "So the bet you placed on me is your capital for revenge, right?"

This is not too hard to guess.

Chu Chouli still missed this until his death. Obviously, for Chu Chouli, this was something that was enough to fight for his life. And the most adventurous thing this middle-aged man has ever done in these days of acquaintance with Chu Qiuli was choosing to stand on Xu Han's side during the Chang'an Change.

Based on this, it is not difficult for Xu Han to guess the relationship between the two.

It's just that he still doesn't understand what role he plays in Chu Qiuli's gambling game.

Clearly, Chu Qiuli had no intention of vetoing until now. He glanced at Xu Han and asked, "Xiaohan, do you hate me?"

Along the way, Chu Qiuli can be regarded as witnessing all the experiences of Xu Han, especially after the Chang'an change, although Xu Han seems to be the same Xu Han on the surface. He still had the appearance he should have in ordinary days, but there was a gloomy inexplicable gloom inside, Chu Qiuli couldn't be more clear.

He understands exactly what betrayal and exploitation mean to Xu Han today.

But Xu Han did not answer the man’s question at this time. Instead, he asked: "Who is your enemy?"

At that time, the boy's eyes were calm, like spring water in March, Gu Bo was not surprised.

But the tone is like a night breeze in the late autumn of September, the surface is warm and cool, but there is a sharp and cold wind and snow hidden behind it.

Chu Qiuli seemed to be unable to understand the meaning of the young man's words for the first time. He was taken aback for a moment, but in the end he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "That is an opponent that no one can defeat."

"I want to give it a try." Only after these words were spoken, Xu Han's voice sounded again.

Chu Qiuli was taken aback again, this was an answer that was beyond his expectation.

For this reason, he had to raise his eyes to look at the young man, trying to see from the look on the young man's face what he was thinking at the moment.

This is a very unreasonable thing.

Because of emotion and reason, Chu Qiuli took advantage of Xu Han.

Although such use has not yet become a fait accompli, it has really existed. Chu Qiuli felt guilty about this more than once, and when he was dying, he told him about it because he wanted a peace of mind. It is precisely because of this that he couldn't help but ask at this moment: "Why?"

The boy's answer was unexpectedly simple.

"Because you are Brother Chu."

The expression on the face of the man who heard this was slightly stagnant, and then his frown stretched out ~IndoMTL.com~ the corners of his mouth rose, and he grinned. Just like when the two first met.

"Actually, I don't have any hope for this matter. The enemies of the Sacred Gate are far more terrible than you think. In my heart, I don't want you to meet them one day."

"Whether you believe it or not, the note I press on you is not so much the capital of revenge, but rather a thought for myself"

Xu Han didn't fully understand the meaning of Chu Qiuli's words. He frowned and said: "Who is the enemy who stole the holy gate?"

He really couldn't understand what kind of existence could make people give birth to such despair, and he didn't even dare to keep in his heart the extravagant hope of defeating the other party.

Chu Qiuli raised his head and looked out the window. There was a blue sky and white clouds, with birds flying in it from time to time.

Then he opened his mouth, his voice a little bitter.

"Do you remember the thunder catastrophe when you went to Linglong Pavilion?"

When these words were spoken, Xu Han's body suddenly shook, and his pupils were suddenly enlarged at that time, and the gaze looking at Chu Qiuli suddenly became surprised.

Therefore, the atmosphere in the door was silent for dozens of breaths.

It wasn't until a long time later that Xu Han asked again: "Then why do you want to do this?"

This time, Xu Han's voice finally changed. It was bitter like Chu Qiuli's tone.

The man looked pale and thought about the situation for a while before he answered the question of the boy.

"In fact, whether Yuan Guilong, Master, or Lin Shou, they can't fight that thing"

"No one can fight that thing, but someone in Chu will do something after all"

"Even if I know that this road is a wrong road, it is a dead road, I have to go down"

"Because only on the road, a person in Chu would feel worthy of his master, worthy of his brother, and worthy of himself"