readx;? After about ten minutes, the sound of several people running quickly suddenly came from outside the ground spring door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Chu didn't move, and I didn't move, just stared at the spring door, constantly guessing who would be the first to break in.

I hope it's Madame Bamboo's men, but I don't think there's much hope. According to what I have seen and heard, there are very few staff members in the "Mirror Room", and Mrs. Zhu has already designated the Ice Lake as the main battlefield, so she will naturally order all her subordinates to solve the ultimate problem of the Ice Lake pumping, and there will be no extra manpower to deal with this side of the matter. The only answer - all the people running outside the door are enemies.

The thought of the two of us alone going deep into the earth surrounded by the most powerful enemy immediately made my hair stand on end.

"Big brother, if someone dies first today, it must be me. In my heart, you are more important than anything else. For as long as I can remember, I didn't value anyone, anything, or anything around me, and felt that it was all meaningless, until you broke into my world. You are like an electric light, splitting the darkness and bringing light, making my world different from now on. You are the best, even if we can only maintain an imperfect relationship, I still insist that you are the best, no one can match it, no one can replace it-" Chu Chu's words were extremely hot, but her tone was calm and hoarse when she narrated, which showed that her heart was being held hostage by the pain of losing her blood gall Gu Po at the moment.

Miao Nu is amorous, but I am not qualified to accept her worship and love, because I already have Tang Wan by my side.

"Chu Chu, you are still so young, as long as you live, you will have a bright future. "I tried to inspire her and untie the knot in her mortal heart.

"It's the enemy who doesn't want us to live, so tooth for tooth, eye for eye, with their blood, and blood for the blood shed by the gallbladder Gu Po. Since ancient times, the people of the Central Plains have only been ashamed to criticize how cruel the Miao Jiang Gu Refiners are, and they have never thought about how much discrimination and persecution we Miao people have gone through in the long historical cycle? People can change, and Miao people who have been heartbroken can also learn to hurt the hearts of others. This time, I want to turn the murderer who killed the Blood Gall Gu Po into powder, so that all enemies will remember the killing methods of the Miao Jiang Gu Refiner. Chu Chu said quietly.

At this moment, the surface of her eyes was bloodshot, and her whole body exuded a murderous aura, and she had turned into a resentful god of war.

As soon as the ground spring door opened, it turned out to be a red-haired woman wearing a black and white landscape cheongsam, holding a cyan fan in her hand, waving it lightly for a while.

Her facial features were very well-proportioned, but her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of doubts.

"Not her. Chu Chu shook his head, "But she happened to pass by here, and it was Providence that asked her to rush to her death." ”

The "Mirror Room" is a scientific research institution, and it is impossible for insiders to dress like this, so Chu Chu immediately judged the other party to be an enemy.

"Can anyone tell me why this is happening?" the woman looked at me from afar.

I didn't understand what she meant, I just kept silent.

"Why is this happening, why is this happening?" the woman's mouth was just this one sentence upside down, and her eyebrows were deeply locked, as if she was hiding endless questions.

I tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

She replied, "Who am I? Do you know who I am?"

Of course, I didn't know her name, but I saw six small cursive characters written on the fan in her hand, and when they were read in turn, they were the words "small match big fish head". From these words, I immediately thought of a Jinan beauty who appeared in film and television dramas, and the beauty has been verified by historians and folklore experts that she did live in the depths of Baihuazhou on the south bank of Daming Lake in Jinan, and her name and family can be found in the household registration roster of the Qing Dynasty in Jinan. The beauty's family ancestral cooking secrets, the largest and most popular restaurants in Jinan City all belong to her family, and among all the secret skills, there is a unique dish called "small match big fish head", which was favored by Emperor Qianlong that year, and is the finale dish of the eight treasures in the court.

"I don't know who you are, but I know that everything is due to the lady. "Due to the limited situation, I can't explain in detail the complexity of the "nine lives" of the official lady, but I can only roughly say that nine people and nine lives are attached to the official lady, just like nine different birds perched on the same old tree. When the old tree was alive, the nine birds were safe and sound, each lurking invisible, wasting time. As soon as the old tree died, the nine birds flew solo without any restrictions on each other. The nature and conduct of these nine birds are different, some are extremely bad, and some are extremely good, and cannot be generalized.

I know that this woman is one of the "nine lives" of the official lady, and under the decomposition of the prism of the "mirror room", there has been a change that cannot be glimpsed into its original appearance.

I also know that the advanced technology and scientific research equipment of the "mirror room" prism decomposition are incomparable, and it is definitely not a small part that Gina took me to visit, it must be much larger and more complex.

"How so, how so, how so?" the woman turned and walked out.

I can't keep her because we've had enough trouble.

When the ground spring door opened, the woman turned sideways and jumped out, her footsteps like flowing water.

"Are you interested in her?" asked Chu Chu.

"I'm only interested in murderers. I replied truthfully.

"She wasn't the murderer, but I sensed that the killer was approaching. Chu Chu whispered.

The reed door swayed slightly, and did not immediately come to a standstill.

Outside, silence returned on the staircase.

I recalled in my mind the appearance of Aunt Guan, and counted the contributions she made to Qushuiting Street. The old Jinan people are benevolent and righteous, and when the neighbors in the street help each other, they are also sincere, how much energy they use. If it weren't for the rapid development of society, in fact, this old-fashioned and slow way of life was what most locals liked, and countless people like Guan Da Niang took on the meridians of the operation and development of the old city. Her existence can win the trust of the people more than community hospitals and doctors in white coats, and her methods of water, paper money, soul catching, and prayer are far more effective than Western medicine tablets and hanging bottles and injections.

Then, compared to her "nine lives", the various thaumaturgy she shows in front of the people on weekdays is really the tip of the iceberg.

I hope that the old man can give a reasonable explanation-why is he attached to the official lady, and why did he kill the bloody gall Gu woman as soon as he saw it?

In addition to the old man and the cheongsam woman, I really don't know what the other "seven lives" are like, and what kind of temperament they have.

If there were no ghost bodhisattvas and the "mirror room", the death of the official lady would have become a silent pantomime, dead, burned, buried, and the ashes turned into mud with the years, and her name would not be remembered by the next generation of Qushuiting street people. Life is hasty, that's all. However, the existence of the "Mirror Room" turned Aunt Guan into a strange opportunity to trigger a war between Chinese and Japanese thaumaturgists.

The "Nine Lives" appeared, pushing all events to the crest of chaos.

"Here he comes. Chu Chu suddenly straightened up, his eyes were like torches, staring at the entrance of the ground spring door.

Sure enough, the reed door was pushed open as much as possible, making a piercing "creaking" sound.

The old man with the umbrella stepped in proudly, his waist straight, and the range of his steps did not increase or decrease as he passed through the narrow doorway, as if a guard of honor was passing through the rostrum, staring ahead and striding forward.

He didn't have a weapon in his right hand, so my eyes were immediately fixed on the bottom of the handle.

The handle of the old-fashioned umbrella is often designed as a "sword in the palm" by the Jianghu people in the past, holding the umbrella in one hand and holding the umbrella handle in the other, and the two-foot short sword hidden in it will come out.

I believe that if the people of Qushuiting Street were here, they would 100% recognize the identity of this old man.

He took fifteen straight steps forward, then turned to me.

"How could it be you?" I felt as if my throat was being pinched as I uttered these five words, and each word became extremely hoarse.

The old man's gaze fell on my face, and then shifted to Chu Chu's face.

"Migratory birds lose their old nests, fly over the beams, and strike three times. He said.

When he was on Qushuiting Street, no one had ever noticed that this old man could speak, and everyone thought he was mute.

The lines of his face were extremely stiff, and the bridge of his nose was long and high, like a steep mountain. Such a face gives people a feeling of indifference and loneliness, rejecting people from thousands of miles away, and it is extremely difficult to get along with at a glance.

"Murder pays for life. Chu Chu responded to the other party's four words.

"I came from the sea, and I was a general, and I was ashamed to return home. Lost in front and back, I don't know anything. Some people say that there is no way in the world, and a strong man can create his own way, what do you say?" The old man's gaze did not stay on Chu Chu's face, but looked forward blankly, as if he had passed through me and Chu Chu, looking into the endless distance.

In the hall, there was a sudden "rustling" sound like cannibalizing mulberry leaves.

I looked up and saw that on the roof where the pipeline was exposed, there were hundreds of fine worms sneaking in a hurry, exactly the same as the ones that Chu Chu had sent into the cracks of the elevator door before.

"This is not the world I'm looking for, whoever wakes me up will be held responsible?"

"Murder pays for life. Chu Chu repeated those four words.

With a click, the old man pumped his backhand, and the "sword in the palm" hidden in the handle of the umbrella was already out of his body. The sword was about two feet long, the body was peculiarly cylindrical, about half an inch in diameter, and the tip of the sword was extremely blunt, similar to the image of a rolling pin.

I have seen the ancient weapon spectrum, this weapon is an improved version of the Western sword, which was extremely popular in the rivers and lakes in the early years of the Republic of China.

"No corpses remained. Chu Chu added four more words, which together were two appalling words: "Kill people to pay for their lives, and leave no corpses".

The old man stepped forward, the tip of his sword pointed at Chu Chu, although he was silent, his momentum was extremely arrogant.

I took a step across and stood in front of Chu Chu.

"Aunt Guan. "I called out that name, and if the old man on the other side had been associated with Aunt Guan, he would definitely have reacted to these three words.

Strangely, the old man was unmoved and kept moving forward.

"Guan Yousheng, Qushuiting Street, Aunt Guan. "I didn't give up hope, but called out the original name of the official aunt who was unknown to people on Qushuiting Street.

Hearing the words "Guan Yousheng", the old man suddenly stopped, and his expression immediately changed.

I knew that the name must have evoked some memory of him.

With a bang, the worms on the roof suddenly came under the hood and wrapped the old man.

The old cloth umbrella did a little bit of a job, blocking him from the waist up, so that for the time being, the worms only wrapped around his belt to the range of his shoes. However, as soon as the insects hit the surface of the umbrella, they shook their heads and gnawed their tails desperately, tearing the cloth on the umbrella in a matter of seconds.

"That name...... Where's that man?" cried out the old man.

Aunt Guan is dead, and her body has been disposed of, so even if you tell him, it won't help. At this moment, words and messages are useless. If he kills the Blood and Gall Gu Po, he must die, and the process of death must be more tragic than the death of the Blood and Gall Gu Po. Moreover, even if I can drink Chu Chu and Chu Chu can drink the attack of the fine worms, what is the use?

As Chu Chu said, "Murder pays for life, leaving no corpses." ”

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