Ding Xiaodao also smiled, of course, gamblers are getting poorer and poorer the more they gamble, but the real gamblers are the poorer they are.

After living in Yipinju for so long, I didn't find that Mrs. Hu was deeply hidden.

You must know that if a person practices a certain weapon for a long time, he will develop familiar body language with his body, and even feel one. For example, if you are a person who uses a sword, when someone else strikes with a sword or a gun. You don't have to think about it at all, you will subconsciously swing the knife to block, and it doesn't matter if the knife is carried on your waist or shoulder, you won't block it with your hands anyway.

If you've been using a knife all your life, would you suddenly use a gun, a sword, a whip, or some other weapon?

Of course not, unless, the knife isn't your most powerful weapon.

Although it is much more difficult to practice two weapons at the same time than to practice two martial arts at the same time. There are many people in the rivers and lakes who know a variety of martial arts, but there are very few who know two kinds of weapons.

Who says that you can't cultivate two weapons at the same time?

It's just that no one found that Hu Bataiye's left-handed sword was more powerful than his right-hand sword, which proved that he hadn't met a real opponent yet.

What Ding Xiaodao was afraid of was not Master Hu's martial arts, but his determination to forbear. He was laughing at himself, and he actually looked away.

Didn't Eighth Master Hu look at Ding Xiaodao as well. Maybe in some places, they're the same kind of people.

Maybe Ding Xiaodao also snickered in his heart when he was drunk and fell asleep on the table in Yipinju, and Eighth Master Hu was dizzy.

So is it now the turn of Mrs. Hu to snicker in his heart, Xuanyuan is not only this poor gambling ghost?

I don't know, who knows who will have the last laugh?

"In short, those who should have come have come. At the foot of the mountain, it has been mixed. Ding Xiaodao looked up at the starry sky, which was already shrouded in dark clouds.

He looked at Ye Rongqiu and said with a smile: "It seems that tomorrow is a cloudy day, so you need to wear some clothes......

Winter in the Central Plains, at night, it seems colder and colder.

Ding Xiaodao slept in clothes, although he had traveled all the way during the day, he was not sleepy at the moment. I've experienced so many things in the past few days that I can't figure out what I've suddenly stuffed into my head for a while.

There were at least a few things he couldn't figure out.

First, Xuanyuan not only lost the sword gambling with Hu Ba Taiye, whether it was a rebellion for the sake of survival or a principled gambling contract, he must have given Hu Ba Ye useful news, what is this news? Is it a map of the Shaolin Temple's collection of letters? Or is it information like the Shaolin Temple patrol rotation?

Second, Eighth Master Hu found six demons, and the action seems to have been carefully arranged, and the six of them have all left Luoyang, and they must have gathered in Shaomu Mountain to carry out their own actions.

But why is Sikong Picking Moon secretly following me?

Originally, Sikong picked the moon and left safely, I didn't confirm who the stalker was, but he suddenly showed a superb light skill, there are not many people with that kind of light skill, and he didn't seem to be afraid of being seen by me.

In the end, he should have left, but he appeared in the Golden Hook Gambling House to gamble, and he was dressed so dazzlingly, for fear that others would not know that he was carrying hundreds of thousands of taels of silver tickets. Or is he really a gambler himself?

If he's waiting for someone, is he waiting for Xuanyuan, or is he waiting for me?

Third, Ye Rongqiu said that Eighth Master Hu also had someone who captured the Dragon Gate by his side, who is this person?

First of all, exclude the Nangong brothers, these two people are not far from Hu Ba Tai Ye every inch, if it is the two of them, it is impossible not to know the bet of Hu Ba Ye and Xuanyuan Buguang, but the person who sent the message does not know the content of the bet.

If the person who waits for Sikong Picking Moon in the Golden Hook Gambling House is Xuanyuan Buguang, then Sikong Picking Moon is the person who captures the Dragon Gate, and waiting for Xuanyuan is not only to verify the content of the bet or to get rid of Xuanyuan directly.

Could it be that my presence disrupted his plans, and he knew that he was secretly observing first.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaodao couldn't help but sigh secretly. If the person who sent the message was not the one who picked the moon, then who was the other five who was the one who captured the Dragon Gate?

Ding Xiaodao continued to think.

Fourth, Liu Changfeng had been staying by Ye Rongqiu's side, but seeing that his promise had ended successfully in only two days, why did he go to Zhongyue Temple non-stop? Do you really admire the demeanor of Zhongyue Temple, or is there something else?

Over the years, he really didn't know how Ye Rongqiu had contacted the people who captured the Dragon Gate, or did he pretend not to know? With his skills and experience, it is impossible not to see any clues.

It seems that tomorrow it will be necessary to probe his mouth. Whether this person is friend or foe must be clarified, because if it is an enemy, it will be terrible. Ding Xiaodao thought in his heart.

Fifth, how did Eighth Master Hu lay out such a painstaking action, and seeing that he was already confident, was the plan really seamless?

Although the six people he was looking for were the top masters in the rivers and lakes, they were not qualified to make waves in the Shaolin Temple, which was regarded as a forbidden place in the world's martial arts. It is impossible for the six of them to snatch anything from the hands of the three great monks, let alone a box that is not yet known to be hidden.

Looking for people from the Tang Sect to use poison? That's impossible, Shaolin has been based on Zen, martial arts, and medicine in the past dynasties, and Shaolin's seventy-two stunts are famous all over the world, and Shaolin's medical skills are also famous all over the world. Shaolin's medical skills have long been in a class of their own, although they do not make poison, but the ability to detoxify is known to the world. What's more, the eighth day of the lunar month is a very important day, and the supervision of meals must be extremely strict, especially this year, martial arts people are also invited to discuss major matters. It seems that it is more difficult to poison the gods without knowing it than to ascend to the sky.

How can they make the plan successful if they don't poison it, will they choose a night attack? Even if you add the Nangong brothers, you can fight with the three major gods and monks for a while, but there are more than three masters in Shaolin. When the time comes, it will be impossible to even get out, let alone seize the iron box?

Thinking about it, his head was big, but Ding Xiaodao still didn't figure it out. He was thinking about it when he heard a very soft sound from the roof, like a bird pecking on the green tiles of the roof, and like the sound of a tanuki hunting through the snow at night.

In this cold winter weather, no animals will come out at such a time, not even rats, all animals have hibernated.

Ding Xiaodao quietly got up and put on his boots, and gently pushed open the window, which was a little old, and suddenly made a "creaking" sound when it was pushed enough for one person to enter and exit. As soon as the window sounded, Ding Xiaodao's man had already jumped up, and he swept up and landed on the roof like a nighthawk, looking around, only to see a black shadow on a roof ridge more than ten feet away flashing and disappearing.

Ding Xiaodao took a light breath, unfolded his body and swept up like a light smoke.

During this period, Ding Xiaodao changed five or six body methods, and the figure in front of him was also even transformed, and he was always kept ten zhang away from him.

Ding Xiaodao couldn't help but be secretly surprised, he had used all his strength to catch up, but he still couldn't catch up with the person in front, this person's light skills were really appalling. This couldn't help but arouse Ding Xiaodao's hostility, and he suddenly roared softly to use the "Swimming Dragon and Phoenix" magic skill that had been lost for many years on the rivers and lakes. I saw him slam his feet suddenly, his body jumped forward high, no longer swept low against the roof, but actually used internal force to urge his body, like a goshawk to resist the wind, like a phoenix disturbed by a swimming dragon, fluttering up, quickly and elegantly.

Seeing that the distance is getting closer and closer, the two of them have been separated by more than ten zhang just now, and now it is less than five zhang.

The black shadow was obviously taken aback, but he was in danger, and suddenly jumped off the roof, kicked the corner of the wall, and flashed into another row of lower and darker lanes, using the gecko's kung fu to swim against the wall, and with a kick of both hands and feet on the wall, the person rushed to another alley like lightning.

Ding Xiaodao didn't expect him to come to this hand, and when he pressed his body and fell to the ridge of the roof, he could still see him in the alley in front of him, and when he arrived at the alley, the black shadow had long since disappeared.