Hidden Blade Chapter 157: The bright moon shines on the world

Spring in Henghuangcheng comes late, and it goes too late.

The stunning battle on Longyin Mountain was four or five days away. At the end of April, the city of Henghuang was still beautiful in spring.

About that battle, the sword-holding pavilion and the Longyin Temple only said that a certain immortal was able to overcome the calamity, and the rest of the details were probably secretive and kept silent. For most ordinary people, even monks, what they know about the battle is probably the amazing noises one after another. They can’t really see what happened in their eyes. Can accept the rhetoric of Zhijian Pavilion and Longyin Temple.

However, in fact, in many cases, truth is not really important to them. No matter what happens, life has to go on, and these are just their after-dinner talks.

"Xiaohan, why are you so interested today that you took me here to drink?" Chu Qiuli, who was sitting in a roadside pub, picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it, the middle-aged man's eyes Suddenly he squinted, and his face was immediately fascinated.

This is a somewhat strange thing. Although Xu Han can't be said to be a person who doesn't drink, he rarely invites drinks, but this time he took the initiative to bring Chu Qiuli to the tavern.

Although there are some doubts in my heart, Chu Qiuli's alcoholic temperament naturally has no reason to refuse this drinking, so he readily agreed to Xu Han.

It's just these three glasses of wine that Xu Han was silent, which made the middle-aged man somewhat puzzled, so he asked.

Xu Han sitting across from Chu Qiuli with a wooden box three feet long and one foot wide on his back. Hearing this question, he picked up the cup on the table and finally drank it and served it. The first glass of wine since.

The surrounding alcoholic drinkers are watching this place cautiously at this time. Xu Han’s reputation is now spread in Daxia, not only because of Xu Han’s amazing strength in the sword-bearer competition, but also It was because there was such a rumor in the shops that this Xu Han was the Young Palace Master of Tiance Mansion who claimed to have died in the war.

And this is not the core of this rumors. The most important thing is that under such rumors, some murderous remarks have begun to spread.

For example, since Xu Han is not dead, why did Da Zhou announce his death? Why did Xu Han appear in Henghuangcheng and even successfully passed the Sword Holder Competition? If it develops in this way, Xu Han will definitely be awarded the position of Golden Robe Sword Holder after a few days at the Sword Holder Ceremony. , In this way, this young palace lord transformed himself into a person with important authority in Da Xia Jianghu. If he wanted to do something harmful to Da Xia Jianghu, it would be much easier and easier.

So deduced in this way, Xu Han is likely to be a dark chess set by the Great Zhou in the Great Xia Jianghu.

It’s just that this statement is only an inference after all, and neither the sword-holding pavilion nor the Daxia court is silent about it, so no one really dares to do anything to Xu Han in this horizontal imperial city, just After all, some snooping and discussion cannot be exempted. Xu Han had already anticipated this and didn't care about it.

After drinking the glass of sake, he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. His eyes were narrowed, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Big Brother Yan and Ziyu are busy comprehending. The original demon power that I got in the Devil’s Tower, I have been cultivating my body these few days. Brother Chu is busy with all things in this mansion, especially A Sheng. Brother Chu takes care of it. I can’t take it easy, naturally. I want a good hospitality for Brother Chu."

"Hey, what are you talking about, Xiaohan, you are my brother of someone from Chu, and your brother is naturally my brother. It's a matter of course." The middle-aged man slapped his chest with a look of pride. Dry cloud.

Of course, Xu Han is accustomed to seeing men and dare to show off the temperament of dyeing workshops. He didn't take it to heart, and continued with a smile: "Brother Chu Gao Yi, Xu is naturally clear, but after all It’s still a lot of trouble. This drink is just a show of thanks. Come on, let me respectfully take a glass."

Xu Han said so, and he raised the wine glass in his hand and respected Chu Qiuli, then raised his head to drink it up.

High-spirited, middle-aged man who was praised by Xu Han as an airy middle-aged man, but didn't notice that Xu Han had too many beautiful words today, but he could not accept such praise. He waved his hand and responded with a smile: "It's easy to say, I don't have any other skills in Chu, but I have never lacked the loyalty for my friends and brothers."

Speaking like this, the middle-aged man also lifted the wine glass in his hand and drank all the wine in it.

When Xu Han saw this, the corner of his mouth smiled even more.

He was very enthusiastic and filled the wine glass that was just empty for Chu Qiuli again, and said: "Speaking of which I have known Brother Chu for so long, it can be considered that we have lived and died together, but we have never been good to drink. After a game, there is a saying that it is better to hit the sun if you choose another day. Today, you and my brother, if you don’t want to have a drink, come one is not drunk or return?"

Daxia Chu has never had any resistance to this, just like the saying he often said, this wine is like a beauty, not a husband.

Naturally, he would not refuse Xu Han's invitation. The middle-aged man clapped the table at that time and said straightforwardly: "Okay! You and my brother, I will not be drunk today."

So the two of them crossed their glasses in this small wine shop, and soon Daxia Chu's cheeks flushed.

Xu Han, who only talked and laughed during the period, had not drunk many drinks, and a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth when he saw this scene.

At that time, he held up his wine glass again, raised it, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, we have known each other for several years, all the way from Linglong to Dahuangcheng to Chang'an, and then to the present day. Xia, Brother Chu thinks, based on the various experiences we have experienced, are you and I considered to be close friends?"

Before drinking, Chu Qiuli was already very energetic. At this moment, he was already drinking a lot. How could he hear the strangeness in Xu Han's words. He nodded and sat upright on Xu Han's. He patted the other's shoulder and said, "That's natural. You and my brother were born and died together. They are more intimate than your brothers, so it's natural."

"Oh." Xu Han responded with a long tail, his eyes narrowed at that time, and the narrow eyes flashed with a sly smile after the conspiracy succeeded: "Look at Brother Yi Chu Come, should you and me be honest and honest with each other?"

"Natural, natural." Chu Qiuli nodded again and again when he was drunk. The temperament of the middle-aged man who drank and drank joyfulness can be described as vivid and vivid in his body at this moment.

The smile in Xu Han's eyes was even greater, and he said again: "Then Big Brother Chu can tell me why the hidden celestial box is on Xu's body?"

"Huh? Hidden heaven box." Chu Qiuli drank a glass of sake, opened his mouth and said: "That thing was when you went through heaven in Linglong Pavilion..."

Speaking of this, Chu Qiuli's face suddenly changed, he seemed to realize something, his body was so awake, and most of his awakened. He looked at Xu Han, but saw the bright light in the young boy's eyes. Even though his reaction was slow, Chu Qiuli woke up at this moment, knowing that he was following Xu Han's way.

The moment his eyes rolled, his face was full of drunkenness: "That thing..."

When he said so, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he waved his hand at that time and said: "No way, I drank too much today, tomorrow... tomorrow I will talk to you..."

Speaking, the middle-aged man's head sank, and he was about to fall on the wine table.

It’s just that Xu Han, who has long been familiar with this man’s tricks, can make him do what he wants. The young man stretched out his hand at that time and steadily stopped the man’s lowered head, and then slightly hardened his head. He lifted it up alive.

However, this Chu Qiuli was also agile, and if he couldn't do anything, he could make a living again. He simply tilted his head and closed his eyes, and there was a burst of snoring in his mouth, making it clear that he was going to perfuse him.

Xu Han was also a little helpless when he saw this. He tilted his head for a moment and said, "I know that Big Brother Chu put the Tibetan casket on my body to protect me. But that In order to help Mr. Wei overcome the catastrophe, the Tibetan casket has been destroyed..."

Xu Han who said here paused, and then said: "Since that day, I have vaguely noticed that there seems to be a gaze spying on me in the dark. I think this should be related to the inside of me. That thing is about..."

"Now that Mr. Wei is gone, I am carrying his wooden box. The people in the sky seem to care about it, but now I can only rely on myself. I want to figure out who my enemy is. , If Brother Chu really regards me as a friend, please tell me the whole story. It’s better than the imminent disaster and I don’t know it."

Speaking of this, Xu Han suddenly stopped.

He stared at the big man in front of him. When this man heard this, his brows were clearly frowned, but he still didn't open them.

When Xu Han saw this, he inevitably sighed. He stood up and said again: "Brother Chu may have his own difficulties. Xu naturally understands, but this matter is extremely important to me, please Brother Chu thinks carefully, but no matter what decision Brother Chu makes, Xu will always remember the kindness of Brother Chu in his heart."

The young man who had said this, arched his hands solemnly at the man who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, and he was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, the man's eyes suddenly opened.

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It was getting late, and Xu Han, who was walking alone on the streets of Henghuangcheng, frowned.

He kept thinking about what happened during this period and what Chu Qiuli had just said to him.

It seemed that he wanted to understand something. After some hesitation, Chu Qiuli finally told Xu Han about something.

And this matter, for Xu Han, is still good news.

The Tibetan Sky Box was formed when Xu Han formed a sword in Linglong Pavilion. When the Heaven Tribulation was incurred, Mo Chenzi stopped the Heaven Tribulation, and Chu Qiuli took the opportunity to put this thing in Xu Han. On his body, this allowed Xu Han to exempt him from chasing after the robbery.

It's just that Xu Han didn't understand it. At that time, the sword type he formed was no more than the second Danyang realm. How could He De be able to attract the chase of Heavenly Tribulation. And about this, Chu Qiuli couldn't tell a reason. The only reason was that there was something strange in Xu Han's body. Chu Qiuli couldn't really feel it, but he could feel something that Fang Tiandi couldn't tolerate. Without that hidden celestial box, I am afraid that every time a breakthrough in cultivation base will lead to the bombardment of Heavenly Tribulation.

At that time, Chu Qiuli was thinking of the enmity of the thief of the sacred door, and based on the attitude of this dead horse as a living horse doctor, and because of his trust in Mo Chenzi, he simply hid the celestial box. Put it on Xu Han, wanting to see how far this weird boy can grow.

Xu Han was a little bit suspicious of Chu Qiuli’s easy way to give away the treasure of his own sect, but after that, how Xu Han used all his best to talk about it, this big man kept silent, Xu Han was helpless, also I can only believe the words of Chu Qiuli for the time being, at least in his opinion, although there are some questionable points in these words of Chu Qiuli, the middle-aged man is far more than harming him.

The reason why Xu Han thinks this news is good news for Xu Han is also very simple.

The wooden box on his back is the wooden box Mr. Wei left him, but for some reason, after Mr. Wei soared into the starry sky, the wooden box became this size.

Xu Han, who has witnessed the whole process of Mr. Wei’s journey through the catastrophe, naturally understands that the guys in the sky have long been keen to kill this wooden box, or the demon in this wooden box, and carrying this thing on its back is undoubtedly Let Xu Han become a thorn in the flesh of those people, and Chu Qiuli’s words let Xu Han know that the prying that Xu Han has been faintly feeling after the celestial box was stripped is from the sky, then In this way, the enemy that Xu Han secretly thought of hiding in the dark actually originated from the same place as the heavenly thing. Two enemies have now become one, which is naturally a good thing.

This is not Xu Han's self-deception, but his temperament is like this. Sometimes things look different from ordinary people's thinking. At least in Xu Han's opinion, thinking like this is not a bad thing.

It’s just that whether it’s the celestial calamity that might be caused by the next breakthrough after losing the hidden celestial box, or the hidden things in his body, Xu Han feels a little heavy, so Xu Han's brows are always frowned when he walks on this road. .

He tried to clarify all these things, but he couldn't find a clue.

Xu Han thought that if he wanted to understand the whole story, he would have to start from why the wooden box contained a hundred thousand mountains, but since Mr. Wei left, the monster in the wooden box It has never appeared before, and Xu Han can't figure out how to urge this thing, so Xu Han can only give up and put the matter on hold for the time being. But it is worth mentioning that this wooden box, which should have been as heavy as Mount Tai, became much lighter after Mr. Wei left. Xu Han carried it on his back. Although it was still heavy, it was not completely unaffordable. To the point.

However, this kind of change seems to be only aimed at Xu Han. He also asked Chu Qiuli and others to try, and the other party was as difficult to move as before. Xu Han could only say that this change was attributed to the wooden box or the free spirituality of the hundred thousand mountains in the wooden box, and that's why it just happened.

Thinking about this, Xu Han felt like a mess in his mind, and he couldn't figure it out. He simply shook his head and threw these chaotic thoughts away from his mind.

After all, no matter how much you think more than the status quo, it won't help. It's better to do everything in front of you.

A Sheng is in the mansion now. Although he is still in a coma, he is no longer a serious problem. It is estimated that he will wake up in a few days, and the sword-bearer ceremony is about to begin. Xu Han will become a golden-robed sword-bearer if he gets his wish. With such an identity, it is not a problem to want to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Longyin Temple. By then, the fog about his life experience may turn back and dissipate a little.

Although there were twists and turns and sacrifices along the way, Xu Han finally achieved his goal, but he couldn’t get happy. He touched the bell on his right hand, his heart sank, and he couldn’t help sighing. Sighed.

Xu Han looked up at the sky at that time. It was estimated that when it was already at Hai, he thought about it and decided to go back to the mansion and rest early. After all, Chu Qiuli was taking care of A Sheng these days. He has completely recovered from the previous war, and he is still at ease with A Sheng's affairs.

Thinking about this, he has to take a step forward.

But this foot just stretched out, before it fell, Xu Han's heart suddenly shook, and the foot was hanging in the air at that time, as if he felt something, his head suddenly lifted, looking into the distance .

The crowds are surging in the streets, and it seems that it has not changed more than usual.

But in the depths of the crowd, an old man in a green shirt was standing there, looking at Xu Han with a cold expression.

When he saw the old man's appearance, Xu Han's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and even dense sweat appeared on his forehead at that time,

This is not a person who should be here. To be precise, this person shouldn't be anywhere.

Xu Han couldn't help but feel the unreality of being in a dream. He blinked, trying to distinguish whether the scene before him was real or his own illusion.

But when he looked closely again, the place where the old man in the green shirt was already empty...

Xu Han still couldn't believe that the glimpse just now was just his own illusion. After all, he could clearly feel the presence of the other party at that moment, and he didn't care about other people rushing to line up the bustling crowds on the streets of Henghuangcheng. He chased after the figure just where he was standing.

This time, he had just walked out of nowhere, but two familiar voices came from behind him.

"Palace Lord!"

"Xiaohan!"

The voice called out~IndoMTL.com~ A tender and clear one, and a tender and gentle like water.

Xu Han seemed to have realized something, and then suddenly turned his body.

The immersive scene made the young man forget all the surprises and horrors he had previously experienced.

He saw a boy with a long knife on his back, waving at him with excitement, as if for fear that Xu Han would not notice, the boy tried his best to pad his toes so that he could be here. The crowd appeared to be eye-catching enough.

He saw a woman standing next to the boy. She was wearing a red dress, with curled eyebrows and a raised mouth. She looked at Xu Han before blinking. She seemed to be afraid that with a blink of an eye, the person in front of her would disappear. She also did not shout loudly like a boy. She seemed to be afraid of any big wind and grass, which would change the dreams in front of her. break in.

So, she just stood in place quietly, letting the night wind blow over her clothes, picking up her black silk, just like shining on the bright moon here...

Same as the boy with a wooden box on his back.

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