Chapter 11 Eleventh game of dice

He knew that with such a hidden weapon hit on his body, no one could be saved. He just reacted a little later, and the one who fell to the ground at this moment was himself. There was still a trace of breath in the nun's chest, she suddenly opened her eyes to look at Chu Liuxiang, her eyes suddenly became strangely clear and bright. Chu Liuxiang said sadly: "What else do you have to say?" The nun moved her lips a few times, and finally made a weak voice, saying: "No...no..." Chu Liuxiang sighed, "Have you run out of words?" The nun was full of anxiety, beads of sweat dripped from her head, but even though she had exhausted all her strength, she could no longer make a sound.

She died at last. Before she died, she returned to the light, and her mind was suddenly very clear, leaving a major clue for Chu Liuxiang, but it was a pity that Chu Liuxiang didn't know it. When Chu Liuxiang walked out of Wuyi Nunnery, the night was already heavy, but his heart was even heavier. A clue that he had put his greatest hope on was broken again. He sighed secretly: "No wonder the murderer is not afraid that I will find Wuyi'an. It turns out that he already knew that Master Suxin was dead. Otherwise, when I was outside the window of Sun Xuepu, although I was fully protecting him from attacking Sun Xuepu, he still had it later. There are many opportunities to kill Sun Xuepu.

"It turned out that he wanted to use Sun Xuepu's mouth to say 'Wuyi Temple', and then pretended to be 'Master Suxin' to lure me astray, but I saw his flaws. "So he couldn't figure it out, and he figured that I would come to Wuyi Nunnery, so he hid on the beam of the meditation hall first, took advantage of my unpreparedness, threw Su Xin's body, and attacked me. "Although he didn't succeed this time, his plan really couldn't be said to be indiscreet. His methods were even more poisonous. As long as I was a little negligent, I would inevitably fall into his hands. He wholeheartedly didn't want me to be involved in this matter." , not hesitate to kill so many lives, it can be seen that the secrets involved in this matter must be astonishing."

Thinking of this, Chu Liuxiang not only had no intention of shrinking back, but instead aroused his hatred of the enemy, and wanted to compete with this formidable opponent. He didn't take risks at all. The more dangerous things are, the more interesting he finds them. He suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and said: "Listen, no matter who you are, it is a dream to scare me away. I will reveal your secret sooner or later, and you can't escape." The wilderness is dead and quiet, and there is no one to see. He doesn't know if his ghostly opponent is hiding in the dark, and he doesn't know if he has heard his challenge.

Chu Liuxiang stopped laughing, and fell into deep thought again. What did that idiot want to say before he died? The word "nothing" she said, isn't it the "nothing" that "has nothing to say"? Chu Liuxiang murmured: "Look at her eyes, there must be a lot to say. Could it be that she said 'Wu', and the murderer was named 'Wu'?" His thoughts turned, and he suddenly remembered that the nun died under the plane tree. Could it be that what she said was the word "Wu" for a sycamore tree? Could it be that she wanted to tell Chu Liuxiang what secrets were buried under that sycamore tree?

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Liuxiang immediately turned around, but before he ran back to Wuyi Nunnery, he saw a fierce flame rising into the sky. The Wuyi Nunnery has turned into a sea of ​​flames, and even if there are any secrets under the "Wutong" tree, it has already been completely burned by the fire. When Chu Liuxiang returned to the city, the night market was in decline. He was tired and hungry, but he went to the Happy Hall first. A person like Qiu Lingsu is by no means an unknown person. The husband she married must also be well-known. There are many disciples of the Cinnabar Sect, and their eyelids are very complicated. Maybe someone knows their whereabouts.

In the past few days, his mind has been a little messed up after all, he never thought that he himself is the person with the most troubled eyelids, how could he himself have never heard about Qiu Lingsu before? If even he doesn't know someone, how can others know? Hearing the sound of hoofbeats behind him suddenly, one person shouted softly: "Get out of the way!" Just as Chu Liuxiang avoided it, a horse rushed past him. The horse's black cloak fluttered in the wind, revealing the fiery red satin inside, and the horse galloped past, almost knocking Chu Liuxiang down. But instead of being angry, he praised involuntarily: "What a magnificent horse."

For horses, just like for women, Chu Liuxiang has a special appreciation. Sometimes he sees a good horse, even more pleasant than seeing a beautiful woman. At this moment, he glanced at it, and knew that this horse was indeed a one-in-a-million dragon breed, and the person who could look at this kind of horse was by no means an ordinary character. Chu Liuxiang murmured: "Who is this man? Why did he come to Jinan City?...Although beauties sometimes marry stupid husbands, good horses will never be tamed by mediocre people. When a good horse chooses an owner, then Vision is indeed much more precise than a woman's choice of husband, at least it will not be deceived by a few sweet words from a man, and it will not be dizzy from looking at the white money, and when it chooses a good person, it is often better than a woman. Much more faithful to her husband."

He muttered to himself and couldn't help but smile. Looking for opportunities to make myself smile and relax my nerves at any time, this is his attitude as a person, and it is probably the reason why he can always survive the critical moment of life-if a person's nerves are too tense, when he meets When something dangerous happens, you don't know how to deal with it. What's more, he is confident that this view is absolutely correct, because he is indeed a rare authority on both women and horses. Before reaching the Happy Hall, Chu Liuxiang saw the horse again. It was standing under the lantern at the entrance of the Happy Hall, and it kept raising its head and neighing.

Its owner did not tie it up, as if he was not afraid of it being stolen at all, and several people stood far away, not daring to approach it. There was another person squatting there clutching his stomach, his face full of pain, Chu Liuxiang walked over and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Did my friend suffer from it?" The man scolded bitterly: "This damn horse is fierce." Chu Liuxiang smiled and said: "A good flower has many thorns, and a beautiful woman and a good horse are usually hard to mess with. Friends, you'd better keep this sentence in your heart all the time."

He only wanted to see why the owner of the horse came to the Happy Hall, and he strode in while talking. It was not yet midnight, and it was supposed to be the busiest time for gambling in the Happy Hall, but although the room was brightly lit, it was completely silent.Chu Liuxiang frowned secretly, opened the curtain and walked in. I saw dozens of gamblers standing against the wall, each of them was pale with fright, and the girls who usually shuttled back and forth like swallows also stood quietly trembling. Looking at those bodyguards, they were all lying on the ground at this moment, some of them really couldn't get up, and some didn't dare to get up.Dozens of pairs of eyes were staring blankly at the man in the black cloak. He stood straight in front of the gaming table, with his back to the door, Chu Liuxiang could only see the shiny black whip in his hand, but still couldn't see his face. Chu Liuxiang could only see Leng Qiuhun's face. There was no trace of blood on Leng Qiuhun's face, panic and fear in his eyes, he was also staring at the mysterious black cloak. The hall was so quiet that there was no sound, the tension was trembling, and the dullness was suffocating, just like an arrow on the string, a storm was approaching. No one noticed that Chu Liuxiang walked in, and Chu Liuxiang didn't disturb anyone, just walked over quietly and stood quietly by the side. He finally saw this magical "black cloak" - he was actually a boy, inside the black cloak was a black tights, a black belt, black riding boots, black calfskin gloves, and a black long whip in his hand , only one face was pale, terribly pale. Chu Liuxiang looked over from the side and saw that his nose was straight and his thin lips were tightly closed, showing his strength and coldness. His eyebrows were raised, and under those dark eyebrows were a pair of deep eyes, so deep that no one could see what was on his mind. This face is almost perfect, and this young man can hardly find any flaws in his whole body. This kind of strange "perfection" is so perfect that it is terrifying. Leng Qiuhun stared at him, as if he was considering an answer, the black-clothed boy was not in a hurry, but just looked at him coldly, Leng Qiuhun finally said slowly: "Since your Excellency wants to bet, I will accompany you, but I But I have to ask Your Excellency about Gao’s surname first, I’m sure Your Excellency will not hesitate to tell you?” The boy said, "I don't have a name." His voice is also indifferent, sharp, and short, but it is somewhat different from Zhongyuan Yidianhong's voice—both voices are like knives, except that Yidianhong's knife has rusted, while this boy's is blowing hair and breaking his hair. Dianhong's voice was piercing and gloomy, but this boy's voice was irritable and hasty. Leng Qiuhun said: "Since you don't want to tell your name, I'm afraid..." The boy said: "I'm afraid what?" Leng Qiuhun said: "The rules here are not to gamble with strangers..." He looked into the young man's eyes, and immediately said with a dry smile: "But your Excellency has come from a long way, and I will not disappoint you." The boy in black said, "That's good." Leng Qiuhun said: "But I don't know what you want to bet?" The boy in black said, "Just bet on the dice." Leng Qiuhun said: "The bet..." The young man stretched out his hand and threw out a piece of jade. Under the light, he saw that the jade had a gentle luster and no flaws. Even Chu Liuxiang had never seen such a perfect jade in his life.Even the legendary Heshibi, which is enough to overwhelm the country, may not be much stronger than this jade. Leng Qiuhun also knows the goods, his eyes lit up immediately, but he said indifferently: "What do you want to bet with this jade?" The boy in black said coldly: "Bet on you." Leng Qiuhun's complexion changed, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Bet on me? Is my Leng Qiuhun so valuable?" The boy in black said: "If I win, you will follow me." Leng Qiuhun's laughter stopped suddenly as if cut by a knife, his eyes fixed on the jade disc on the table, a look of greed appeared in his eyes, then he looked at the dice beside the jade disc, and suddenly said: "Okay! I bet. " After these words were spoken, there was a commotion in the dead hall.But Chu Liuxiang knew that since Leng Qiuhun dared to bet on all his people, he must have clever tricks on these six dice, and he must be sure of winning. I saw Leng Qiuhun throw six dice one by one into the white porcelain plate, cover it with a good plate, and said slowly: "There are many ways to gamble with dice, Your Excellency..." The boy in black said: "The bet is small, the one with the fewest ideas wins." Leng Qiuhun smiled slightly, and said: "It's the same betting big and small, please." Just as he was about to send the dice over, the boy said coldly, "You roll first." Leng Qiuhun thought for a while and said, "The same point..." The boy said impatiently: "Make peace on the same point." Leng Qiuhun said: "Okay." He raised his hand, and a crisp sound of dice immediately resounded through the hall. I saw him with a dignified complexion, concentrating on it, and kept shaking the treasure cover next to his ear, and the dice rolled in the porcelain cover, making bursts of soul-stopping sounds. Everyone in the hall seemed to be breathless with tension. Suddenly hearing a "bang", Leng Qiuhun had put the treasure cover on the table. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at his pale hand without blinking. He raised his hand slowly, and the treasure cover was lifted, revealing the six deadly dice—— Another commotion broke out in the hall. The six dice were all a little red, like six drops of blood in the white porcelain dish. Six dice counted at six, no less, Leng Qiuhun was already invincible, a smug and proud smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth. Chu Liuxiang sighed secretly: "Leng Qiuhun's kung fu is really not bad, but I don't know what else this young man can beat him?" The young man remained calm and said coldly, "It's really good." Leng Qiuhun smiled slightly and said, "Please, Your Excellency." The boy said: "Okay." The word "good" came out, and the long whip in his hand suddenly stabbed out like a poisonous snake. Leng Qiuhun was startled, thinking that he was going to use force, but who would have thought that the long whip that flew out like lightning stopped suddenly on the dice, the whip whipped cleverly, rolled up a dice, and suddenly let go. The dice flew straight out with a "chick", and was nailed into the white powder wall. The whole dice was embedded in the wall, and one side was exposed. This side was exactly one point, and the dice could be popped out by hand. , embedded in the wall, exposed a little, is no easy task, and can be regarded as the world's first-class hidden weapon master.But this young man can roll up and pop the dice with the tip of a six-foot-long whip. His wrist strength and eyesight are simply unbelievable. The crowd could no longer hold back their exclamation. With a sound of exclamation, the long whip rolled up the second dice and popped it out. The second dice actually hit the first dice in, embedded it in the wall, and exposed one side—naturally, there was still a little blood. The long whip hissed like a rattlesnake, the dice flew out one after another, the fourth hit the third, the fifth hit the fourth... In an instant, all six dice were nailed into the wall, and only the side of the last dice was exposed—one point, and everyone was staring straight at it. The boy in black still didn't change his face, and said slowly: "I only have one point on six dice, you lose..." Leng Qiuhun's face was ashen, and he suddenly shouted: "This is not counted, so naturally it is not counted." The boy in black sneered: "Do you want to blame?" The long whip flew out again, rolling towards Leng Qiuhun like a poisonous snake. After all, Leng Qiuhun was not a weak person, the saber was drawn out of its sheath hastily, who would have thought that the long whip seemed to be alive, and could change direction halfway to catch the steel saber. Leng Qiuhun immediately let go of the steel saber, and nailed it into the beam of the hall. The red silk on the hilt was flying, and there was already a bloodstain on his pale face. The boy in black sneered: "You lose, come with me!" Leng Qiuhun was already stunned, and suddenly heard a person say leisurely: "Both of you please go slowly, I really want to bet with this friend." The leisurely voice, the faint smile, who is it not Chu Liuxiang? Just now when the long whip was flying and the cloak was turned up, Chu Liuxiang caught a glimpse of a flying camel embroidered on the bright red satin lining of the cloak.If it wasn't for this flying camel, he probably wouldn't have come out. Everyone was already shocked by this young man's martial arts, and seeing that someone was coming to bet with him at this moment, they couldn't help staring at Chu Liuxiang with wide eyes. Leng Qiuhun seemed to be pardoned, and immediately smiled and said: "Since Brother Zhang is also coming to gamble, that's great, it's really great." The deep sea-like and sharp knife-like gaze of the boy in black was fixed on Chu Liuxiang's face. Anyone stared at by such eyes would inevitably lose their souls. Chu Liuxiang didn't care, looked at him with a smile and said, "Your Excellency came from the desert, right?" The young man's calm expression suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise, "Who are you?" Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "I, like Your Excellency, forgot my name." The young man stared at him for a while, then said: "You want to bet, okay! What are you betting on?" Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Dice, of course, are still dice, and of course the one with the fewest wins." Before he finished his sentence, everyone already felt that this person must be crazy—that boy only has one point on six dice, does he still want to win? The young man seemed to be interested too, his eyes flickered, and he said, "The bet—" Chu Liuxiang said: "If Your Excellency loses, I will naturally have to take this jade back. This Mr. Leng naturally does not have to go with Your Excellency. Besides, I have to ask Your Excellency a few words." His conditions were really harsh, the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "What if you lose?" Chu Liuxiang smiled lightly, and said: "If I lose, I will tell you what you really want to know." The boy's expression changed again, and he said, "How do you know what I want to ask?" Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Maybe I know." If others lose, his conditions are so harsh, and if he himself loses, he only loses one sentence, and "maybe". I will never gamble with him like this. Unexpectedly, the boy thought for a while, and said decisively: "Okay, I'll bet." Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "I already knew that Your Excellency was going to bet." The young man said: "I have already rolled the dice, do you want me to roll the dice again?" Chu Liuxiang said: "No need." The more people felt that there was something wrong with this person's head, and the problem was not small, they saw him walking to another gaming table and picking up six dice. He held the six dice in his hands, and Leng Qiuhun's whole body seemed to be held in his hands. He looked calm, but Leng Qiuhun was already covered in cold sweat, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Zhang, don't forget, That friend threw a point." Chu Liuxiang smiled faintly, "I know." With a wave of his hand, the first dice flew out. Everyone only thought that he would learn from that young man, but at most he could only grab the medicine according to the prescription and throw a point, at most he could not lose, but he still couldn't win. What's more, the boy popped the dice with the whip, but he had to use his hands. Obviously, the difficulty was much worse, so why did he decide to show his shame? But the castration of this dice was surprisingly slow, as if it was hanging by a wire. Everyone really couldn't figure out how the dice would not fall down. Although everyone doesn't understand how deep the skill is hidden in it, they all know that "slowness" is much more difficult than "fastness". At this time, the second dice flew out from Chu Liuxiang's hand, and after catching up with the first dice, there was a light "chi" sound, and the first dice was smashed into pieces. The castration of the third dice was quicker, and it caught up with the second dice, and smashed to pieces with a bang. Chu Liuxiang flicked her fingers, and saw that the castration of the dice was faster than the first, the fourth dice crushed the third dice, and the fifth dice crushed the fourth dice... The fifth dice continued to castrate, hit the wall, bounced back, and happened to meet the sixth dice. The two dice collided in mid-air, and both shattered. The six dice turned into powder and fell to the same place on the ground, forming a pile. Everyone was stunned, as if they were watching some kind of magic. Chu Liuxiang clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I don't have any six dice at all. I'm afraid you lost." Leng Qiuhun finally couldn't help jumping up, clapping his hands and laughing: "Not bad, not bad, the six dice don't even have a single point, so wonderful, so wonderful." The black-clothed young man's face was pale, although Chu Liuxiang's trick was tricky, but the trick was genuine, and there was no chance of a trick. What's more, his own method of defeating Leng Qiuhun was a trick, so how can he criticize others?At this moment his situation is exactly the same as that of Leng Qiuhun just now, he can't rely on it if he wants to, he has always played with others in the palm of his hand, he didn't want to do it today and kill himself. I saw the light flickering in his big deep eyes, sometimes angry, sometimes regretful, sometimes resentful, and sometimes seemed to be a little appreciative. These eyes were originally as deep and calm as sea water, but now they are like clouds in the sky, colorful and unpredictable. These indifferent eyes suddenly became emotional. Even Chu Liuxiang couldn't help being dazed, and secretly sighed: "If these eyes were born on a woman's face, that woman must be a stunning beauty. She only needs to look at a man, and that man will die for her. I'm afraid They were all willing... It's a pity that these eyes were born on a man's face, but they were really born in the wrong place."