Chapter 3 remember

Many, many years ago, there was a woman who fell in love with a man. How much pain does it take for a person to fall in love with another person? He is a gambler, a warrior. In those days, the brilliant gambler and the great warrior always went together. This is because, if there is gambling, there must be winning and losing, gains and losses, sorrows and joys, misfortunes and blessings, and even life and death. Those who win are naturally happy, but those who lose are very unhappy. The loser is disappointed, angry, and wishes that it never happened, that the bet that failed never happened, that the person who won him never existed.

It is easier to let someone not exist than to turn back time. What's more, people always like to blame others for their mistakes, blame others, and blame others. Therefore, the person who always "wins" must be very good at protecting himself. Otherwise, he won a bet, but he might lose his life. His swordsmanship must be better than his gambling skills. Before learning to throw dice, he first learned martial arts. Also, light work. Because if he can't win the fight, he can still run, and if he can't win the run, he can still hide. Therefore, at the same time, he must be a master of disguise.

And, most importantly, a good gambler can't have friends, he can't trust anyone, and he can't care about anything more than winning. Once he has something in his heart that is more important than winning, he will definitely lose. Therefore, the first thing a gambler must learn is to be ruthless. This is the basic skill and the highest level. Don't like what you get, don't get angry when you lose, always keep the calmest attitude and the most keen feeling, so that you can be invincible. For such a person who regards winning or losing as more important than life, feelings are really insignificant, and they are beneficial and harmless.

A woman's love is destined to be a tragedy. In order to love him, she has tasted all the bitterness and grievances, but in the end she can't get the slightest trace of his warm memories. Finally, feeling hopeless, she threw all her eggs in one basket. It was the snake man's idea - he gave the man a bowl of medicine called Wangqingsan, saying that only by drinking this medicine can he be supreme and invincible, ruthless and righteous, and practice the supreme and peerless martial arts. However, it was not him who drank it, but a woman who had to drink it willingly, without a trace of reluctance.

"If there is a woman who is willing to drink this bowl of Wangqing powder for you, you can practice this flawless skill that is invincible in the world." The snake man said sadly, "Remember, it is willing! No deceit, no force, no hesitation, but drink it with a smile on your face, and take the initiative to sacrifice for you. Only in this way can yin and yang complement each other, and heaven and earth will become one." , you can use her as a medium without any hindrance, and use her body to circulate your skills, so as to practice impeccable magic skills." But there is one thing -

"After that woman drank the medicine, she would forget everything and become heartless, without thoughts, pain, memories and emotions. In other words, she gave her soul and only left you this body as a prop for practicing. " How could there be such a medicine in the world?How can there be such evil martial arts in the world? However, the two people who gave and received didn't feel that it was wrong at all, they were only satisfied with this transaction - she wanted her soul, and he wanted her body. And the woman who was trapped by love really had no complaints or regrets, and she drank the bowl of Wangqingsan that bought her soul and body with a smile.

Wangqingsan in the world is clearly the Mengpo soup in the underworld. After drinking it, she will forget all the pain and pain, sorrow and joy, as well as her love for him. When the last sip of medicine was exhausted, she shed a tear... That drop of tears fell into the bowl and rippled, disturbing Su Mu's heart and waking up the blurred dream. He knew that that woman was Xue Bingchan, that warrior was him, Su Mu, and the snake man, the snake man should be the key to know the truth, what kind of account was there between the three of them? My head hurts a little, probably from a hangover.In the middle of nowhere, he couldn't help himself, and came to the Bingchan Building again, pretending to be a person who came to buy a house, and found all kinds of reasons, sitting in the lobby and lingering.I hope I can be as lucky as last time and meet Xue Bingchan by chance.

For three days in a row. A guidebook for buying a house has been tossed over and over again, and it is almost a recitation. I really can't ask new questions, but I still haven't been able to see Xue Bingchan. Seeing that he came to report every day, the sales lady thought that he was very sincere in purchasing the property, and she didn't bother him. If you are inconvenient at hand, you can pay a deposit first. This is already a clear warning to him: take the money if you want it, leave if you want it, don't go around in circles anymore. Su Mu groaned inwardly: "Buy, what are you going to buy?"Originally, the savings of myself and Xiao He were barely enough to pay the down payment, but now Xiao He walked away, leaving me alone, and Xiao He's passbook was all confiscated, so how dare I expect to buy a house?But if you don't buy it, there is no reason to rely on Bingchan every day.

The lady added water to Su Mu's glass again, and asked politely, "Have you decided, sir?" "It's decided." Su Mu patted the property purchase guide lightly, quick to gain wisdom, "Miss, I have already decided to buy 20 single-family apartments at one time in the name of the company as dormitories for senior employees." "Twenty sets?" The sales lady's eyes were straightened, "You really decided to buy twenty sets at once?" "Yes, look at this house. It's in a good location, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, the construction quality is good, and the loan terms are also suitable. Why don't I buy it?" I am an expert, and the words of praise are so familiar that the young lady smiled happily, and then changed the subject in a timely manner, "It's just that I have some opinions on this decoration pattern, and I hope to get better preferential terms. Do you want another discount?"

"Oh, we can't make the decision. How about I ask the general manager for instructions. You can talk to our general manager." It's a matter of course.Su Mu was secretly proud: it was someone who offered to arrange for Xue Bingchan to meet him. This time, he left a business card. But what about seeing Xue Bingchan? Su Mu was at a loss as to what to say to her.He decided to meet the snake man Zhuyeqing again before formally meeting Xue Bingchan. South City Bar. There are naturally bartenders in bars. There are male and female bartenders.Usually female bartenders look sharper and cooler than male bartenders.

This is probably because it is somewhat unusual for a woman to be a bartender, and unusual people must have something extraordinary in their attire. However, someone who dressed up so novelly and outstandingly like Zhuyeqing was still unbelievable and dumbfounded. This is not only because she is wearing too little clothes, so little that it can hardly be called wearing clothes, because in this era of Israelite, it is not difficult to find a woman who goes to battle at three o'clock, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, just choose one When you go to a nightclub, it is not uncommon to meet female students dancing. Compared to the showgirls, Zhuyeqing even dressed too much, so conservatively.The wreath corset, hula skirt and hot pants, with bells and red and green ribbons wrapped around her wrists and ankles, swayed and jingled as she twisted.The snake on the belly was even more excited as if drinking blood, it stretched and bent, it was charming and seductive. Yes, her uniqueness lies not in exposure, but in seductiveness. Demon, demon to the bone marrow; charming, charming on the tip of the hand.People say that her eyes are like silk, but she simply closed her eyes, pretending to be narcissistic, completely ignoring everyone, but with an ice cylinder in each hand, flying up and down, and switching left and right, as if she had eyes on the palm of her hand, Don't worry about the ice cylinder falling from mid-air. As she swayed, the golden bells on her wrist clanged, adding a rush of excitement out of thin air, making the mouths of those who waited dry. The wine inside is imagined as fine nectar. It's not just the ringing of the bell that makes everyone's mouth dry, but also Zhuyeqing's almost twisted waist, which is slender and powerful, soft and delicate, and makes people watching wish for hands to grow out of their eyes, reach far, and firmly hold on. Whose waist can be softer and more alluring than a snake? Su Mu chose a corner seat and sat down, looking at Zhuyeqing behind the bar from a distance through the crowd, full of suspicion. He didn't see her in the square in the afternoon, but he saw the words she wrote on the floor tiles: Chengnan Bar.Those four words were obviously just written down, because just as Su Mu saw it clearly, the cleaner who cleaned the square had come over and wiped it off muttering. He never knew there was such a place as Chengnan Bar, but as the name suggests, it must be at the southern root of the city wall.So he walked along the city to find Tianhe, and finally at the entrance of the park around the city, he saw two lanterns faintly protruding from the middle of the forest, holding a wine cover with the words "City South Bar" written on it. The two red lanterns lit up in the dark forest gap, like the eyes of two sleepless nights, and loud music came from inside, boiling back to the sky. When Su Mu opened the door and came in, he saw carnival alcoholics wearing masks, and also saw the female bartender Zhuyeqing surrounded by alcoholics. Zhuyeqing slid over like a snake twisting her waist. Su Mu lowered her head and found a pair of delicate skates on her feet. "Please drink." She put a glass of cocktail decorated with lemon slices and red cherries in front of him, "It's called 'Memories'." Su Mu took a sip and shook his head: "It's not as good as the bottle you gave me last time." "That bottle is also memories, real memories, but the name is not memories. That bottle is the soul of memories, and this cup is the shape of memories." Zhuyeqing sat down gently, "There are too many superficial things in the world. If there are too many, so does the wine." "Oh? What kind of wine is that bottle? Tell me the brand, and I'll buy it next time." "Can't you figure it out at all?" "How do you guess? All I know is that I haven't drunk it before." "Fool. Think about my name." "Bamboo Leaf Green?" "That's it." Zhuyeqing rolled his eyes, "The snake Zhuyeqing raises is called Zhuyeqing Snake, and the wine he drinks is naturally Zhuyeqing wine. You are really stupid for not even thinking of this. You have a smart face in vain." Although Su Mu was unlucky, he was not slow-witted, so he was very annoyed by the words "idiot" and "idiot" in the left and right, and asked angrily, "Zhuyeqing, what do you do? You will be performing in the square for a while. After a while, you became a bartender again, which one is your real face?" "What's the real face? It's just a blind eye. You idiot, you only look at the surface of everything and pursue the form. You are really stupid." Well, let me say another curse.Su Mu had no choice but to say as little as possible, and went straight to the point: "I have an appointment with Xue Bingchan tomorrow." "Xue Bingchan promised to see you?" Zhuyeqing was a little surprised, "It went so well? Then God has treated you well." "God treats me well?" Su Mu laughed loudly, raised his glass and drank it down, "I'm the worst unlucky ghost in the world, if there's a pile of shit on the road, I'll bet you, as long as I don't clean it up for a day Well, I’m sure I’ll step on the ground when I go back and forth twice a day, and I can’t hide. Except for not letting me die happily, God has made me suffer almost all the bad things, and said that I will not be treated. Thin?" "Unlucky, it's because you brought the blame on yourself." Zhuyeqing said without sympathy, "You drank that bottle of real memories, don't you know what you did in your previous life?" "Past life? You mean the samurai?" "Yes, his name is Su Muzai." "Su Muzhe?" Su Mu laughed, "The name of a poem." Zhuyeqing ignored him, turned the empty wine glass slowly, and began to chant softly: "The blue sky, the yellow leaves. The autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves. The sky reflects the setting sun and the mountains meet the water. The grass is ruthless, and it is outside the setting sun. The soul of the country is gloomy, and the thoughts of chasing travel.Unless you have a good dream, keep people drunk every night.Mingyue Tower is tall and resting alone.Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness. " "What's the meaning?" "This is Xue Bingchan's favorite word in her previous life, but she stopped saying it after drinking Wangqingsan. If you can make her remember this word again, remember all the memories of your previous life, and Sincerely forgive you. Your sins will be fulfilled, and your luck will improve from now on." "What sin? What forgiveness? What good luck?" Su Mu became impatient again, "Why can't I understand everything you say?" "Idiot, idiot." Zhuyeqing sighed.She was also very impatient with this idle and unambitious Su Mu, but for the sake of the family business and the mission of the snake man, she had to persevere and called the bartender, "Have another cup of memories." "Where is one cup enough? A dozen is about the same." Su Mu smiled, but suddenly, he couldn't laugh anymore, because the empty wine glass turning in Zhuyeqing's hand turned into the one he saw last time. A crystal ball that can tell stories—— Outside the setting sun, the grassy land, the lake water is like a mirror, and the cold smoke is like a curtain. By the Jingcui Lake, Su Muzhe, dressed in single clothes, looks bleak and independent with a sword, like a silhouette of ecstasy. The big competition in the gambling world is about to start, and he is hesitating for the word "win". He is a samurai. Good at drinking, but not drunk; Be good at gambling, but not lose; Be good at fighting, but not die! However, as long as you place a bet, who can guarantee that you will not lose?Who can live forever? The more you win, the more you fear losing. Because the bets have been piling up virtually, once you fail, you will not only lose property, honor, but also life! He won too much to lose. Xue Bingchan stood far behind him with a crane feather cloak in both hands, hesitantly moving forward.It was cold and dew heavy, and she wanted to go up to add clothes to her master, but she was afraid of disturbing his meditation.More importantly, she still had a knot in her heart, and she hoped he could untie it for her. After an unknown amount of time, Su Muzhe finally said in a deep voice, "Come here." He didn't look back.But he knew she was behind him. Behind a samurai, is there always a silent woman standing? When she heard the call, as if she was favored, she stepped forward and put on a cloak for him, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "My lord, I beg you..." "Say." He still didn't look back. "My lord..." she opened her mouth, but hesitated. He finally turned around. In the autumn wind, she was wearing a moon-white shirt, thin and timid, charming and charming.He suddenly felt a little tender: "Why don't you wear the ferret I gave you?" "My lord, please don't take me as a bet anymore..." She grasped the tenderness at this moment, and begged sadly, "I'm so afraid that you will export me." "Losing? How dare you curse me to lose?" Su Muzhe was furious, and he shook his arms violently, shaking off the robe she had just put on him. "Come on, hit me, hang it up and hit me hard, let's see who dares to say the word 'lose' again!" On the eve of the Grand Competition, the entire Su Mansion was not allowed to have even a single "book", for fear of spoiling the prize.The plants and trees are all soldiers, and the maids and servants are all cautious in their behavior and speech, lest they will be punished if they say a wrong word. Xue Bingchan was covered with cuts and bruises, and was thrown into the woodshed to recuperate. Although she was in great pain, she was relieved—with such injuries, the young master would never let her participate in the "meat battle". Otherwise, with the scar on her arm exposed, who would want her to be a chess piece? "I am such a person?" Su Mu was shocked, and felt that he could not accept his true colors, "I used to treat Xue Bingchan like this." "Now you should understand?" Zhuyeqing said coldly, "You owe Xue Bingchan." The crystal ball is still shining, and the plot is developing—— The snake-man Zhuyeqing appeared, with a humanoid snake-like walk, his eyes flickering. She was like a cloud of fog, or rather, a cloud of dampness, gloomy and cold. When she approaches you, you will feel that she is approaching you from all directions, surrounding you, and cannot be avoided. People have the trouble of getting lost in the fog, but Su Muzhe doesn't. He always knows what he is doing and what he wants. "Brother Snake, you are here," he said, he never regarded Zhuyeqing as a woman, "What is this?" "The medicine for you," she handed Su Muzhe a bowl of medicine, "Brother Su, are you worried about Dabi? No problem, as long as you find a woman to drink this bowl of Wangqing powder for you, and practice the flawless kung fu, you will fight!" Invincible, invincible.” The glazed jade bowl, with green smoke curling up, is like a voluptuous snake, viciously proclaiming a shocking secret. "From now on, that woman belongs to you completely. She breathes with your breath and lives with your existence. Every day she is in this world, you can increase your skill. Every time you turn around, it is a new round of life." , your strength will be endless." The snake in the Garden of Eden gave Eve an apple and tempted her to eat it for Adam, which would bring eternal punishment and disaster to the woman. The ice cicada drink also brought the grievances and entanglements of several lifetimes. The innocent and infatuated Xue Bingchan became a victim of a deal, a person without love and desire, an inhuman. The only thing she has is him, and the tear that dripped in the bowl and was drunk by him. From then on, three times a day, he touched Xue Bingchan's palms, looked into each other's eyes, and circulated Xiao Zhou's skill.This was the zero-distance contact with him that she had been looking forward to, and now she finally did it.She was placed in his inner room, where she practiced with her hands during the day and slept with her feet at night.However, she will never know again. She lost all feeling, emotion, touch. What about him? A tear trickled down Su Mu's face. The crystal streamer illuminated all the memories of his previous life, which made him sigh—how could there be such heartless and ungrateful people in the world?And that person turned out to be me!How can he not be punished by God for being so ungrateful? "Retribution." Su Muzhe murmured, pouring down the wine like water, feeling the sadness and depression in his heart that he had never felt before.Ever since the Taoist priest of the Eight Immortals gave him the words "Lonely star enters his fate", he has already decided that he is an unlucky ghost who will never recover in his life, and he accepts his fate without thinking too much about it.However, at this moment, knowing that everything has an antecedent, instead, the tide of thought is turbulent, and I can't calm down. "It turns out that my bad luck in this life is all about paying for my past life!" He suddenly realized to Zhu Yeqing, "Are you that snake from back then, or are you also reincarnated?" Zhuyeqing smiled: "Neither. That snake man is my ancestor. Our family has been making snakes for a living from generation to generation. It has been passed down in a single line, and it is entangled with the grievances and grievances of your Su family. The story about the Su family has been passed down from generation to generation, so I'll know all about it." Su Mu couldn't help laughing: "So it's hereditary."