Chapter 29: The Blood and Gall Gu Po under the command of the King of Chu 2

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I was shocked to feel that she had a huge magnetic force in her palm, and when she got close to my body, she almost sucked my heart.

"My wife wants to kill people, and the means are more than 10,000, but if you want to kill people without being blamed by the King of Chu, then you have to put a little effort into it!" she sighed, "The cicada is already in your heart, I summon it, and it will burst out." Or, I'll put this scorpion in and help you catch it out. You can choose between two paths, right?"

I felt that my heart was beating harder and harder, and between the ups and downs, I couldn't even control the rate of my heartbeat.

Clearly, something was hitting my chest from the inside out, just as the grimace cicada had slammed into the plexiglass lid in the ice coffin.

"I don't know. I shook my head with difficulty.

In fact, no one believes these four words, even if I stand on the other side's position, it is hard to believe that the only descendant of the Xia family does not know the secret of the "Divine Appearance Water Mirror".

I remembered the night of the Daming Lake Iron Gong Temple, when the eldest brother was in the palm of his hand, he didn't tell any secrets related to the "Divine Water Mirror".

The scorpion slowly squirmed on the back of the old woman's hand, the poisonous tail swayed gently, and each section made a "crackling" explosion. I've never seen a scorpion of this size, and the charred black shell on its back is enough to prove that it is a hot-tempered, venomous adult male scorpion that is sure to inflict heavy damage if it stabs its target.

"Man dies for wealth, and birds die for food. At this time, do you still value your baby more than your life?" the old woman bent down and pressed her right palm against my cheek, and the sound of the scorpion's claws rubbing against me was extremely harsh, reaching my ears.

"I really don't know, it's useless to force me to death. "I waited for the worst-case scenario.

The five fingers of the old woman's right palm suddenly came together, and the poisonous scorpion suddenly slipped down on the middle of my forehead, and the sharpest part of its claws stabbed downward, firmly on my forehead, and the tail spur that swayed horizontally pointed at my right eye.

"This is the last chance, think about it and say it, if you make a mistake, you will bear the consequences. She said.

I closed my eyes and felt the scorpion's tail thorn tremble a few millimeters beyond my eyes, and at some point it would stab down with great speed.

"Who the hell are you? I don't want to die at the hands of Anonymous. "I closed my eyes, and my whole body trembled with rage.

This time, Tang Wan and Yan Gexing are not there, I don't know who else can save me? If I die, the Xia clan will be wiped out. Such a result, the relatives are painful, and the enemies are happy, which really makes me unwilling.

In a trance, I remembered the two poems written by Huang Chao, a generation of heroes in the Tang Dynasty: When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after they bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold fragrance and cold butterflies to come. If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together.

When Huang Chao is not willing, with chrysanthemum poetry, it will be necessary to rule the world in the future and guide the country. Now, I can understand why he was so angry and arrogant. If I don't die today, I will definitely be like a yellow nest, trying my best to fly high, spurring myself day and night, until I reach the realm of "waking up to kill human rights, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties".

"Are you crying, are you afraid?" said the old woman in my ear.

It was true that two tears oozed from the corners of my eyes, sliding down to my temples and left and right, but it was not fear, but hate.

I hate myself for wasting ten years, neither learning the peerless martial arts of "killing one person in ten steps, leaving no line for a thousand miles", nor rising to the top, being complacent in officialdom, occupying a high position, and not being admitted to a prestigious university and becoming the pride of the sky in the ivory tower. Today, I only have a dilapidated old mansion courtyard and a cold iron coffin in the center of the outhouse. If I end my life like this, I am unwilling and unconvinced.

I slowly opened my eyes, since death is near, why should I cherish an eye? If a person is not even afraid of death, what difficulties in the world cannot be overcome?

The scorpion's tail spine shook in front of my eyes, obscuring my vision.

"Get this thing out of the way, let's talk. I said.

The old woman was slightly surprised: "Talk? You are now my meal, hehe, you tell me the whereabouts of that thing, I may be able to spare you for a while-"

"Yan Ge Xing. "I gave that name.

True falsehoods are half-truths or even half-truths, and only in this way can the enemy be led astray.

"What do you mean?" asked the old woman.

"Take this thing. I spoke in a calm tone.

"Hehe, hehe......" The old woman laughed dryly, and with a wave of her sleeve, the poisonous scorpion disappeared from her forehead.

I touched my heart, and my heart was still uncomfortable, but it was able to beat smoothly and my breathing became much easier.

"Boy, you'd better not bluff me. The old woman said.

I sat up and first picked at my ears with my index finger. The sound of the cicadas almost deafened me, and my eardrums still ached faintly. In fact, I have long thought that shooting the strange cicada is a bad omen, it cannot die in vain, it must cause a series of bad things.

"Yan Gexing, he- by the way, you haven't told me who you are?" I asked.

The old woman took a step back and stared at me.

I looked at her too, with no expression on my face. After coming into close contact with the shadow of death brought about by the poisonous scorpion, my mind was completely baptized, and it seemed that I had matured twenty years old at once, and the way I considered problems was completely free from the linear thinking of young people, and became complex and calm.

Now, instead of praying for a savior to come down from heaven, I have to save myself.

"Boy, are you still bluffing me? you dare to bluff me with King Yan's people?" said the old woman.

My heart moved, because she used to claim to be "under the command of the King of Chu", and now she mentions the name "King Yan", which obviously attributes Yan Gexing to "under the command of King Yan".

"So what?" I asked coldly.

"Hehe, my Blood and Gall Gu Woman doesn't even pay attention to Yan Maniac, let alone a lackey under his command?" she laughed dryly.

I nodded: "That's the best, you're not afraid of him, let's meet together in three sessions, and put all our chips on the table." If you can talk about it, you will talk about it, and if you can't talk about it, you will fight. In the end, if you speak with strength, whoever has the ability will take away the 'Divine Appearance Water Mirror', how about it?"

The old woman screamed, "Are you really—really been lying to me?" Is the 'Divine Aspect Water Mirror' really in the Xia family?"

I just sneered slightly, not in a hurry to answer her question.

Outside, everything was as usual, and everyone was doing their job as usual, like a symphony recital, each doing its own thing, without any confusion.

Tang Wan and Aunt Guan haven't come back yet, I wish they hadn't appeared, so as not to cause Tang Wan to fall into danger.

The bamboo basket was still hanging in the crook of the old woman's arm, and in addition to the poisonous scorpion, there were probably many strange and vicious things hidden in it. Her appearance was very ordinary, and even the bamboo basket was not eye-catching, so as soon as she walked out, she would disappear into the crowds of people on Qushuiting Street, and she could never be found again.

Such a person is the most suitable to be a killer, because she will never attract the attention of others.

"Boy, you can talk about it now!" the old woman reminded with a cold face.

She just claimed to be "a bloody Gu woman under the command of the King of Chu", so she must be from the southern Miao River, proficient in Gu arts, and full of poison.

"Price. "I only replied to her with two words.

At the moment, as long as I put her and Yan Gexing on an independent level, I can get out of the way, and these two evenly matched people will compete for the unwarranted "Divine Mirror".

The old woman's right hand reached into the bamboo basket again, bit her thin and dry lip, and said gloomily: "I bid very high, and I will bid as much as your life is worth." ”

I shook my head, repeating the words: "Price." ”

At this moment, I seemed to have taken my life very lightly, and I didn't care if she would suddenly release poisonous insects to kill me next. Obviously, the two of us talked about the conditions face to face, but I already felt that my body and mind had been separated, and I had become a third party who watched from the sidelines, staying out of the way and watching her calmly talk to "me in bed".

I figured out that if a person wants to understand the whole picture, he must decisively "withdraw" himself from the ongoing events, start from the perspective of "staying out of the matter", calmly consider, and compare the gains and losses, in order to make the most correct choice.

Just like now, the old woman has been surrounded by my lies, thinking that Yan Gexing has seized the opportunity and become a stumbling block for her to obtain the "Divine Water Mirror". Therefore, she must get out of Yan Gexing first in order to get what she wants without fail.

If Yan Gexing reappears, I will use the same method to entangle him in.

As the old saying goes, cranes and mussels compete with each other, and fishermen benefit.

I want to be a fisherman, able to shuttle between the masters of the eight directions with ease, both to trace the source and to retreat.

"I'll kill Yan Gexing and come back to talk to you, how about it?" The old woman finally stepped into my trap and was led by my nose.

I snorted coldly, "Whatever." ”

The old woman paused heavily, and her right hand, which had been placed in the basket, was withdrawn again. This time, she didn't bring out the poisonous insects on the back of her hand or in the palm of her hand, proving that she had completely given up on killing me.

"Boy, you'd better not play tricks on my old woman—" the old woman laughed.

I know that she still has a lot of cruel things that she doesn't have to say, just like Yan Gexing, who is arrogant and free on the surface, and polite in style, but in fact, she has the vicious commonality of Jianghu people inside. In this world, it is impossible to survive without ruthlessness, and this truth has never changed since ancient times.

If I want to stand in this world of the jungle, I must also be close to people like them in temperament and character and way of doing things.

"Tricks?" I sneered, "everyone has their own judgment. You're late, and the opportunity is taken up by others, so of course you have to be at a disadvantage. Now, instead of wasting time here, you might as well go out and find Yan Gexing, maybe you can regain a little bit of decline!"

Right now, Yan Gexing is the strongest among the people I know, and with countless masters by his side, he may be able to fight against this old woman.

I pushed her to Yan Gexing, which was a helpless move, and it was also the only way to solve the current predicament.

The old woman groaned slightly, changed the bamboo basket into the crook of her right arm, and said to herself with a sneer: "The Yan family in the capital has been rampant in Jiangbei for a long time, but they have never dared to cross the river to the south, let alone set foot in the land of Sanmiao. Among the ten thousand poisons in the world, only the Five Poisons Sect is the highest, and my Three Miao Gu Technique is the source of the True Essence of the Five Poisons Sect. What's more, if the King of Chu wants to cross the river to the north, dominate the rivers and lakes, and uproot the henchmen of the King of Yan, it is imperative for me to be born as a person of the King of Chu and die as a ghost of the King of Chu, isn't this the best opportunity to serve the King of Chu?

I listened intently to her words, memorized all the characters, and silently deduced their relationship with each other.

Even in a society governed by the rule of law in the 21 st century, it is inevitable that dark clouds are hidden behind the sun, and battles are hidden under peace.

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