Chapter 2 Purple Jade

Jue looked at the wooden box that Mo Xiao put on the table, and leaned over to the table to open it. The light reflected by the objects in the box was reflected on Jue's face, and his hands were clenched for a moment.

The box is lined with white cushions, and two crystal-clear stones are placed in the center of the box. The stone is dark purple and uncarved, and still has the roughness of the original stone, but there is no trace of impurities, and the surface still has a faint shimmer.

Mo Xiao pulled out the chair on the side and sat down, took out a cigar from his coat pocket, knocked it on the upper of his shoe, and hung it in his mouth.

"Oh, I can't think of it... I can't imagine that I will encounter this thing again in my life. Found in the market of the imperial capital, I recognized it at first sight, but I didn't expect it... ”

“。。。 Aren't you afraid of curses?"

A Jue's deep voice suddenly interrupted Mo Xiao, the voice was as small as the sound of mosquitoes, but every word was squeezed out of the clenched teeth. Mo Xiao raised his head and looked at Ah Jue's shoulders trembling slightly.

"Curse? Of course the curse is scared... But if you don't have those things, it's just two broken stones, and it's kind of interesting to have it, you say, ———— sizzle. ”

Mo Xiao suddenly stood up and took a few steps back, and a long knife slashed at the place where he was sitting in the next moment. A few strands of red silk on the tip of the long knife gathered into blood droplets, and a red line appeared next to Mo Xiao's neck, and the blood threads stood out. The chair on the floor had silently split in half.

The handle of the long knife was held in Jue's hand, and he stepped over, grabbed Mo Xiao's collar with one hand, and compared the knife to Mo Xiao's neck with his backhand.

"Do you even know what you're doing?!Isn't the price before enough!" A low roar came from Jue's mouth, he glared at Mo Xiao, his eyes bloodshot, "Aren't you afraid of death?!"

The sudden outbreak of events alarmed the rest of the tavern, who all stood up and watched in amazement.

"Dead ...... I'm scared too. Mo Xiao still had that smiling face, squinted at Jue, and squinted at the few people around him, "Don't you get excited, so many people are watching." ”

Jue held the knife and didn't look at the people around him. The men looked at each other and retreated into the back room as if nothing had happened. Jue let go of Mo Xiao's collar and moved the knife edge slightly.

"Tell me, tell me you don't know what these are, tell me you got this here by mistake, tell me ......"

"Purple jade, of course these are purple jade. Mo Xiao interrupted Jue's muttering with a smile, "There shouldn't be a third person in the whole empire who is more familiar with this thing than you and me, it's not a mistake, I'm here because of this thing, and I'm going to drag you to the second place where this thing is produced." ”

Jue took a few steps back, his expression looked very tired, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Get out!"

The blade arced in the air, and Mo Xiao dodged it, but the clothes on his chest still cracked. The blade was raised again, and Jue pounced like a demon.

"You're a madman! One time is not enough?!Angel's death is not enough?!Isn't the destruction of the squad enough?!How many kills do you have to kill before you give up!"

The sword light flashed in the air, and Mo Xiao gradually retreated into the corner. The front of his clothes and chest were gradually tattered, and there were more blood marks on the exposed flesh, and he was about to retreat into the Jedi.

"Of course not. ”

The blade paused in the air, being grasped steadily by a gloved hand. Mo slowly raised his head, and the smile on his face had completely disappeared.

Jue held the knife in both hands, and the two were frozen in one place. After a long time, Jue gently put down one hand, stood up straight and looked at Mo Xiao, his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Mo Xiao let go of the knife, closed his eyes and exhaled a few times. The next moment, a smile appeared on his face again. He pulled over the chair to the side, sat down, picked up the cigar that had just fallen from the ground, and put it back in his mouth.

"Don't you want to see the curse, okay?"

In Jue's surprised gaze, Mo Xiao took off the glove in his left hand and dragged off the tattered clothes. He raised his "left hand", snapped his fingers, and a flame came out of the tip of his index finger. Lowering his head, Mo Xiao leaned on the flame and lit a cigar and took a slow breath.

"You, your arm ... ”

Patches of blood-red muscle peeked out from his left shoulder, and he was covered with glue threads of various colors and exposed bone nails. A bronzed mechanical prosthetic leg attaches to the muscles of the left shoulder, and the faint sound of gears running can be heard from it.

"Tsk, it's been almost three years, right? Well, it's been almost three years, I'm used to it" Mo Xiao raised his arm and moved, the sharp iron nails moved in an orderly rhythm, and the pinions that were bitten together were revealed between his fingers. "Actually, it's quite convenient, I still have a razor and last week's newspaper in here, haha"

Looking at Jue, who was full of sluggishness, Mo Xiao smiled and took a puff of cigarette, and the smoke slowly leaked out from his nose.

"I was in a coma for about a year after that incident. You woke up a month before me, I don't know about you, but I noticed some kind of change in my body, but I don't know where it happened. Almost three years ago, I developed patches of purple patches on my left hand, which suddenly began to fester, one night a few months later. The ulceration was fast and I didn't feel anything, and by the time I reacted, my forearm had turned into a puddle of pus, and in desperation, I cut off my entire left arm with a knife and replaced it with something like this. And the last time I came, it was just to confirm your condition, and I found that you seemed unharmed. ”

"It's not that I'm not cursed, it's just that ......" Jue opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he hadn't gotten out of shock.

"Hehe, it seems that I can't run-" Mo Xiao took another puff of cigarette and spit out a few smoke rings. He stretched slightly, looked up at Jue, and his tone suddenly changed.

"You ask me if it's enough, and of course it's not enough. My left arm, the brothers, and, her...... These things, the gang snatched from me in the same way, and crushed them in front of me. No matter what I go through, no matter what the process is, even if I die, I will let those people take their lives back. ”

"But this purple jade ......"

"I'll definitely go and see what these grandsons are up to, even if I can't get rid of the rest of the curses, and I can't make those people live comfortably. ”

"How do you know it must be them. ”

"Jue, let's get to know them. How many years have passed, who will interfere in these things besides the sword rider and the temple?"

“...... You're still the same. Ah Jue was silent for a while, and suddenly shook his head.

"Aren't you the same?"

"I'm not going, there are some things you don't know, I don't want to go through it a second time. Jue raised the knife with one hand and put it back on the bar, "I finally had such a day, I don't want to come again"

"I know. ”

"And what are you going to do?"

"Look at old friends and talk about new discoveries. Mo Xiao walked to the bar, covered the box on the table, and put it in his pocket. "By the way, find someone to say, if I go out and die, someone will know, and I can help erect a monument or something. ”

"I will" Jue walked to the back of the bar, picked up a glass, and slowly scrubbed it, "Have a nice trip." ”

"Have a nice trip. Mo Xiao put on a windbreaker and waved his left fist with his back to his back. He walked out of the tavern and slowly closed the door. The light of the street shrank, and his figure once again blended into the night of the alley.