Hidden Blade Chapter 128: 2 Proverbs

On the summit of Mount Dayuan, Chu Qiuli bored a leaf in front of her eyes. After folding and folding for a while, she felt bored again, threw it aside, and then cast her eyes down to look at her feet. A group of ants formed long dragons, carrying a dead caterpillar in groups. Apex Novel

Probably there was no alcohol to drink, and no one could be found to chat with him about the stories about his "crossing the world", so this group of humble ants suddenly aroused Chu Qiuli's interest. He squatted down and looked at the group of ants. Driven by something he didn't understand, Daxia Chu began to count the number of ants carefully.

He counted for a while, but the ants went back and forth, unavoidably making mistakes.

So when he counted the thirty-sixth and the 207th ants, there was a painful grunt not far away.

Chu Qiuli stood up alertly and looked sideways, but saw that the monk sitting on the edge of the cliff was crouching, with one hand covering his chest, and his white clothes were covered with shocking blood. .

"What's the matter?" Chu Daxia suddenly changed his expression. Although he didn't like this monk, he was still the main force against Senluo Temple. If he had an accident, Chu Daxia would have a chance to survive. He became more and more vague, with such thoughts, Chu Qiuli hurriedly put down the ants count, and walked quickly to the monk.

Chu Qiuli's loud voice is notoriously capable, and his exclamation should have reached the monk's ears. But when Chu Qiuli walked to the monk, the monk still lowered his head and kept the previous posture motionless, and did not give Chu Qiuli the slightest response.

Chu Qiuli secretly said: Is it possible that this is dead?

The thought came out, and Chu Qiuli's expression suddenly changed, he also squatted down without taking care of other hurries, and stretched out his hand to check the situation of the monk. It's just that before that hand touched the monk's body, the monk's voice suddenly sounded.

"Sigh."

It was a long sigh, mixed with some Chu Qiuli emotions that seemed to understand.

Then the monk slowly turned his head, revealing the face that still had undried blood.

That face looked so strange and hideous, that it made Chu Qiuli stunned. After a while, he asked again: "You... are this...?"

"If you fail to cross a person, you will be eaten by it." The monk smiled miserably, and when this word fell, another blood spurted out. His eyes slowly closed at that time, and his body was tilted, and he was about to fall down. land. Fortunately, Chu Qiu was quick with his eyes and hands, and he held his body in one hand, which saved him from falling into the end of the earth.

But even so, Chu Qiuli at the moment was a little at a loss.

He slightly inspected the monk’s body, only to find that his body’s breath was disordered and his meridians were misplaced. Obviously, he had already suffered a very serious injury. If he didn’t save him quickly, he would be worried about his life, but Chu Qiuli However, his cultivation base was not enough to treat such a complicated and serious injury. Today, Mengliang and his party went to the foot of the mountain and have not yet returned. Chu Qiuli could not find anyone to help. For a while, it was really anxious and chaotic. .

"What can I do!" Chu Qiuli jumped anxiously, muttering in his mouth, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corners of Guanglin Ghost's mouth, but more blood stains came from the corners of his mouth. overflow.

"You can't die! If you die, how can I explain to them when they come back!" Perhaps it was because of too much panic, Chu Qiuli and began to mutter to himself.

But at this moment, in that straw hut not far away, a figure slowly walked out of it.

It was a woman with long hair and a pale face. She walked slowly, leaving water stains wherever she passed. Although the appearance has changed a little, the outline of Liu Dingdang is vaguely visible. She is indeed her, and she has been living in that straw shed these days, and has been asleep most of the time, and has almost never walked around.

The sudden appearance of her at this moment made Chu Qiuli a little surprised, but he soon recovered, and quickly picked up the unconscious Guanglin ghost and came to the woman, saying anxiously: "Hurry up. Come and see, what is going on with him?"

"It's okay, leave it to me." The woman said softly. Although she knew she didn't do it on purpose, her voice still gave Chu Qiuli a weird feeling like a ghost whispering in the night. Chu Qiuli hurriedly placed Guanglin Gui's body in front of the woman, but his body subconsciously took a step back at that time, looking at the woman with weird eyes.

The whole body of this woman was as if soaked in water, from her hair to her clothes, she was wet. Chu Chouli knew all of this. Although weird, she was accustomed to it, but at this time she was standing in Chu Chouli. When he was in front of him, Chu Qiuli just realized that there was no vitality in this woman's body, just like a dead person.

Chu Qiuli's actions were naturally noticed by the woman. She looked up at Chu Qiuli and saw something flashing past her eyes, but she didn't say much. Then she squatted down and looked down at the Guanglin ghost in a coma. The gaze is gentle, and there is a little complicated taste in the gentleness. It seems like a lover is looking at his own son, and it is like an elder is looking at his late birth.

She stretched out her hand and slowly stroked Guang Lingui's cheeks with the same gentle movements. And with her touching like this, Chu Qiuli could clearly feel that something was being pulled out of Guanglin Ghost's body. Chu Qiu couldn't help being a little worried, but thinking about the relationship between the two, plus he was helpless, he could only hold the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor at that time, and let the woman do this.

This situation has continued for more than ten breaths. The woman suddenly withdrew her hand. Chu Qiuli was about to ask a question, but just then, the breath disorder was almost dying. Lin Gui opened his eyes suddenly at that time.

Chu Qiuli was taken aback, and his face suddenly showed joy. He came to Guanglin Ghost and shouted loudly: "Oh! My little ancestor, you finally woke up, you scared me! "

He yelled like this, but the Guanglin ghost who sat up didn't seem to hear Chu Qiuli's voice. At that time, he looked sideways at Liu Dingdang, with no expression on his face. The gratitude of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was not as grateful as his rescue assistant should be, but some were just as calm and indifferent as an ancient well.

He asked: "Who won this hand."

Liu Dingdang took a deep look at Guanglin Gui, and uttered a word that was also inexplicable to Chu Qiuli: "All lost."

Then Liu Dingdang stood up, walked towards the shed, and fell asleep quietly in the shed again.

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The night is deep, and Chu Qiuli is sitting on the cliff with frowning brows.

He looked at the monk beside him with a bit of annoyance, then turned his head and glanced at the woman who was sleeping again in the hayloft.

Then the big guy sighed. He knew that he should have followed Liu Sheng and the others down the mountain. Although it was a little tired from climbing back, it was better than staying with these two guys. They were full of weirdness, and this weirdness became more and more ingrained in Chu Qiuli's heart after seeing the scene today.

"Are you afraid of me?" The monk on the side seemed to feel Chu Chouli's cautious gaze, and asked like that when he looked back at Chu Chouli's mouth.

Chu Qiuli shook his head quickly, squeezing a dry smile on his face, and said: "No, no, no words."

The monk continued to speak for himself: "The world is always like this. I don't know whether it is true or false, whether it is good or bad, but only knows the fear of the unknown."

Chu Qiuli slandered in his heart: What's so strange about this, not all people in the world are like this.

But I didn't dare to say that, and could only respond again and again: "Yes, the eminent monk is right, we grass folks do not have your vision."

How can Guanglin Ghost not hear the hypocrisy in Chu Qiuli’s words, but he didn’t point it out. He was about to say something, but at that time his face changed slightly, as if he had sensed something. , Looking sideways behind him. Chu Qiuli was taken aback. He also heard the noise coming from behind him at that time. He hurriedly got up and said with a happy face: "They are back."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Liu Sheng or Mengliang and others are boring gourds, most of them have become taciturn under the pressure of the coming war, but it is better than this weird Guanglin. The comfort of ghosts being alone. He was thinking about this, and a figure sprang out from the flat-topped woods. It was a woman dressed in black. She was born beautiful as a flower, like a person walking out of a painting, with a smile. All inadvertently affect the minds of others.

Rao is Chu Daxia who prides himself on being free from the flowers and leaves.

"You are..." He has never seen each other. In fact, for such a woman, even if Chu Qiuli doesn't think about her, he will never forget it if he has met once. At this moment, the sudden appearance of such a person on the Great Yuan Mountain was a bit weird.

Chu Qiuli quickly realized this, and a look of vigilance appeared between his eyebrows.

But such vigilance disappeared in the next moment.

Chu Qiuli looked at the girl, and the girl was also looking at Chu Qiuli at that time, but unlike the vigilance and surprise in Chu Qiuli's eyes, the girl's eyes were full of surprises and excitement.

She jumped to Chu Qiuli's place, and looked up and down Chu Qiuli, with a somewhat scrutinizing look in her eyes.

Chu Qiuli was a little numb at the sight of the girl who suddenly rushed out, and he shrank his neck subconsciously, but the girl moved forward again, and after a while, suddenly smiled. He said: "Little Chu, you have gained weight again!"

The name "Xiao Chu" made Chu Qiuli stunned. It was not that he was offended to call him at the age of a girl. In fact, the name of the generations who have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years has long been considered nothing in Chu Qiuli's heart. What really surprised him was that the name girl and her tone of voice reminded him of the last person who called him like this, Cang Hai Liu.

Just at the stall where Chu Qiuli was stunned, in the woods where the girl rushed out, there was another voice at that time: "Xuan'er, don't mess around."

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"What! She is Xuan'er." Like Ye Hongjian and others, after listening to Xu Han's explanation, who followed Xuan'er's arrival, Chu Chouli also showed the same surprised expression as everyone at the time. , Even the tone of the exclamation was almost exactly the same.

"Why not?" Xuan'er raised her head and said with a proud face, seeming to enjoy Chu Qiuli's gaze at the moment.

How could Chu Chouli dare to quarrel with Xuan'er, who had already acquired the true body of the demon king, and could only suppress his horror at that time and remained silent.

"Brother Song and the others?" Xu Han smiled slightly, not caring about Xuan'er's mischief, but asked like that. On the way up the mountain, Ye Hongjian had already spoken to him. Song Yueming, Ning Zhumang and even Mengliang came to this Dayuan Mountain along with the two current sword immortals, including Liu Sheng, who had been here with Xu Han from the beginning. , There are six people, but they are nowhere to be seen at the moment, he can't help but feel a little strange.

When it comes to this, Chu Qiuli is also a little dissatisfied. He snorted and replied: "They, they have to go to the foot of the mountain every day to investigate the situation on the Dazhou side. Sometimes it will be a few days after they go. It is estimated that they will come back later."

The battle is about to come, and knowing more about the enemy's dynamics is not a problem, Xu Han nodded, his eyes sank, and fell on the monk beside Chu Qiuli.

Chu Qiuli grinned when he saw it. It seemed to him that Xu Han should also be the first time he saw a Guanglin ghost who changed into this appearance. At this moment, he should also be horrified. He waited for Xu Han to ask questions. He is also easy to explain, so as to satisfy his knowledgeable little vanity of Daxia Chu.

With such thoughts, Chu Chouli was secretly delighting at his intelligence, but the scene that followed made Chu Chouli surprised.

Xu Han’s gaze stopped on Guanglin Gui’s body, and Guanglin Gui stood up and bowed to Xu Han and the people behind Xu Han, and everyone except Xu Han was indeed like Chu Qi. There was a look of doubt on his face as expected. But Xu Han was the only one who looked as usual, and even paid the monk a gift.

"The donor Xu hasn't seen it for a long time, and the donor's cultivation base has improved a lot." Guanglin Gui seemed a little surprised at Xu Han's reaction, he was slightly stunned, and then he said that.

Xu Han smiled slightly when he heard the words, but did not respond to his words. Instead, he darkened his eyes and said, "Can the holy monk win this time?"

Guanglin Ghost was stunned again, unavoidably feeling a very strange feeling. He knew some things for a long time, and he had never said it to anyone. But Xu Han’s words seemed to know everything about him. Therefore, at that time, I was in a daze. After a while, he responded: "Who can say the number of wins and losses before the end."

The two of you, one word and one word, heard that Chu Qiuli, who was about to show his knowledge and knowledge, was a little fascinated. Of course, the Zen in these words was not something that Chu Qiuli could understand, but as the only person present Su Mu'an, who was still so stinky in Chu Qiuli's heart, was naturally not a man, and Zhou Yuan, who was over seventy years old, would never participate in these things.

At this moment, the two of them talked fiercely. Chu Qiuli always felt that if he stood alone, his face would be somewhat dull, so he licked his face at that time and bit his scalp into the conversation between the two of them: "What do you lose? Oh, we won, we definitely can’t lose. If we lose, all will be lost. So, I think the more we get to this time, the more we have to work together."

Chu Qiuli spoke a lot of empty rhetoric that he didn't believe in, but Xu Han and Guanglin Ghost who looked at each other turned a deaf ear to what Chu Daxia said, and the two continued to speak.

"The holy monk has the heart of the common people in the world, and he uses himself as a guide to cross the world. Xu admires this behavior, but Xu has a word here. I hope the holy monk will listen." Xu Han said.

Guanglin’s ghost eyebrows are calm, but the different colors in his eyes are getting richer. As he had thought before, Xu Han seemed to know everything he did. He frowned slightly, but still said: "It's okay for the donor to say it."

"How can people who cross over themselves first cross over themselves, and those who have obsessions, how can they persuade others to let go of obsessions?" Xu Han said softly, but the tone that was not high-pitched seemed to have some kind of weirdness. The rhythm of Guanglin's heart beats in the ghost of Guanglin.

As for the Guanglin Ghost who heard this, the peace between his brows was broken for the first time at that time. He seemed to have thought of something, but he couldn't catch it. He couldn't ask for it and couldn't abandon it. Feeling really made Guanglingui's heart irritable~IndoMTL.com~ He had to chant Buddhism silently in his heart, and this forced the feeling of irritability to be suppressed. Then the gaze he looked at Xu Han suddenly became sharp this time, he frowned and asked: "How do you know this?"

Xu Han smiled again and said: "The Buddhist school has a secret that cannot be revealed. Some words can be said thoroughly, but some words will not work if they are thoroughly said. The holy monk does not have to worry, just write down these words, When these words are heard when necessary, there may be a glimmer of life."

When Guanglin Gui heard this, the expression between his brows became more solemn, and he asked again: "Vitality? Whose vitality?"

At this moment, Xu Han finally moved his gaze away from Guanglin Ghost. He turned his head and looked at the hayloft at the edge of the flat roof, where Liu Dingdang was still sleeping, as if everyone had arrived. The noise did not affect her half. Xu Han glanced at that place, then withdrew his gaze, and then said again.

"Your vitality."

Guanglin ghost was stunned again when he heard the words. He was about to ask something, but at this moment Xu Han seemed to lose the interest in talking to him again. He suddenly turned his head and looked aside. Chu Qiuli was ignored because of their conversation.

Chu Qiuli felt Xu Han's gaze, and he opened his mouth subconsciously to say something to join the conversation between the two, but before the words were spoken, Xu Han's voice came before him. .

"Brother Chu, I also have something to say to you."

"What?" Chu Qiuli asked unclearly.

"It's about Ran Qingyi."

The words of these short numbers made Chu Qiuli's face suddenly change, and he frowned, his face no longer had the previous playful color: "What are you talking about?"

Xu Han replied in a deep voice: "Although big deceptions can deceive the sky, and thieves can steal their lives. But the reincarnation of heaven has its own definite number, and force..."

"It will only harm others and yourself."