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Chapter 258 Seemingly True Like False Knowing

When the scene turned to the back of the carriage, Chu Jiu couldn't help frowning. She had imagined what she would see, but she didn't expect that there would be so many corpses lying in a mess.

From the appearance of these corpses, they are all dressed up as ordinary servants, but if you look carefully, you will find that the palms and tiger mouths of these corpses have calluses, which means that these people are holding swords. Not the servants that big families can have.

The boy's attire was just a disguise, but in the end there was no disguise to fool him, so it became like this.

This person who didn't know who it was first poked those corpses with his scabbard, turned them over one by one, as if looking for someone, and finally stopped in front of a corpse leaning on a tree trunk.

It was a man who was about the age of his destiny, his hair was already gray, his jaw was full of dried blood, his eyes were wide open, full of ashen and dead air.

The unknown person reached out to close his eyes, then bent down to search for something on the man, but as soon as he bent down, someone suddenly attacked behind him, it was a young servant who hadn't completely died , He also has a dagger that looks extremely sharp in his hand.

Because Chu Jiu looked at everything from the perspective of this mysterious man who didn't know his name, when the dagger stabbed towards him, Chu Jiu had the illusion of being there and wanting to dodge, and then saw the mysterious man dodge quickly Then, with five fingers together, he stabbed fiercely into the chest of the man in black, and blood spurted out instantly.

The young man looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, and still couldn't believe it, so he fell straight on the ground, his face was distorted when he died, and his eyes were full of horror.

And the mysterious man just slowly withdrew his hand, took out a white silk handkerchief, and wiped the blood on his hand carefully,
After finishing all this, he bent down again and continued to search, but found nothing.

The mysterious man couldn't find what he wanted, so he didn't stop doing more, got up and continued walking into the woods.

The more Chu Jiu looked at it, the more puzzled she became. What does this have to do with her? What did Jiuhua tell her to watch?
He looked up at Jiuhua, wanting to ask for clarification, but Jiuhua shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, Chu Jiu had no choice but to continue reading.

It was repeating the same trees everywhere at the beginning, Chu Jiu’s eyes hurt when he saw it, and when he was about to blink, the picture in the cup suddenly changed, and Chu Jiu saw several people in front of him covered their faces with black cloth The men in black, all of them were holding sharp knives, and all of them had the fierce light in their eyes that only desperadoes have.

And surrounded by them is... that dead middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Chu Jiu couldn't help but clenched the cup in his hand, it turned out that the origin of the matter was here.

The reason why she clenched the cup tightly was because of a momentary excitement, but also because of this reflexive action, the tea in the cup rippled, and the scene in the cup began to blur, she hurriedly used the other hand to hold the hand holding the cup, this Only then did the ripples in the cup gradually disappear.

After finishing all this, Chu Jiu looked at the cup again. The scene in the cup was already a chaotic fight, and the middle-aged man seemed to have been injured, but he still had the killing intent. It seemed that his kung fu was definitely one-on-one. Even with outnumbered enemies at this time, there is no disadvantage of being trapped. Wherever his sword light goes, blood will splatter everywhere.

But two fists can't beat four hands, he didn't check for a while and was stabbed, he hesitated for just a moment, it was too late, Qingfeng stabbed him several times, Chu Jiu couldn't hear it, and it was conceivable to get there There was the sound of the sword piercing into the body, and the picture turned. The mysterious man had rescued the middle-aged man from the sword's edge.

The two of them didn't know what they said, so the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and jumped away from there. Chu Jiu saw a familiar thing, half a book, or a whole book, but at this moment the two of them were about to leave. One is divided into two, presumably to distract the enemy's attention.

As soon as the screen turned, looking at the shaking screen, and looking down at the hand covering his heart, Chu Jiu understood what he was seeing now, and he was afraid that someone had changed. He wanted to see the identity of that person just now. The young man didn't look back from the beginning to the end, which made Chu Jiu feel sorry.

Chu Jiu looked at the man running, and was a little surprised. He was still able to run after suffering such a serious injury. How did he do it?
Finally, the middle-aged man ran more and more slowly, and then he almost rolled and crawled. Chu Jiu knew that he could no longer hold on.

Chu Jiu watched eagerly. If she guessed correctly, someone would pour a cup of wine on this middle-aged man at this time. Unfortunately, Chu Jiu found that the scene in front of him gradually dimmed, and understood that the middle-aged man could not run anymore. He leaned against the tree and sat down, then vigorously dug the soil under the protruding tree roots, stuffed the half of the book in, and then fell down and sat there again.

This posture should be the posture they saw in the forest at the beginning of Chujiu.

Chu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe the middle-aged man was escorting a book, but he met a bad guy on the road, and then ran away with the book, then the mysterious person might have some kind of agreement with him to take the book away Half of them also helped him escape, but he failed to escape in the end and died in the forest.

This kind of speculation is the most reasonable. Although Chu Jiu thinks this way, he can't ignore one thing, and that is the cup. How did he get the cup on his body?Could it be that he had been poured into the pot just now, so he knew that he couldn't escape, so he made the move to bury the book.

Or, the person who poured the cup has not yet appeared.

Thinking about it, Chu Jiu wanted to open his eyes wider so as not to miss any details, but Chu Jiu found that the picture in the cup was getting more and more blurred, and couldn't help frowning.

This middle-aged man has lost his mind.

Just when the ninth day of the ninth day was thinking that the clue was about to be broken again, I saw a hand wearing a white jade finger puller stretching out slowly. Skin-wrapped bones are average.

Chu Jiu couldn't help holding her breath, because she saw that there seemed to be a mark under the jade finger, most of which was covered by the jade finger, and it seemed to be a little bit similar to the middle-aged man's back neck, but It seems to be different.

Could it be that this person is the middle-aged man's companion, who came to save the middle-aged man.

No, Chu Jiu frowned. If they were really companions, they would not be able to see the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man would not die, so this person, at least, did not save the middle-aged man.

When Chu Jiu wanted to see the other person's face clearly, the scene in the cup suddenly became blurred. Chu Jiu was in a bad mood, and the picture gradually became blurred. The middle-aged man didn't even have the strength to look up at the other party, so Chu Jiu could only see the black hem and the uniquely decorated boots.

I don't know how long it took, the hand wearing the white jade finger puller slowly stretched out, tapped between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, then pointed down, and then pulled hard, pulled out the man's tongue, and then pulled out a piece of the man's tongue. Only a thousand feet were put into the mouth of the middle-aged man.

When Chu Jiu saw this scene, her hands couldn't help shaking, and she almost threw the cup out. She quickly put the cup on the table, covered her mouth with one hand, and suppressed the rolling stomach.

This is pouring the cup. What is the meaning of pouring the cup to a dying person?
The middle-aged man raised his head, but only saw the other party's chin, which was sickly pale like his hands. The man seemed to be saying something, which Chu Jiu couldn't hear, so he could only read the words from his wriggling lips. , but after reading it, Chu Jiu found that she couldn't understand it at all, or that this sick person didn't speak Nantang dialect at all, presumably it was either a code word or a foreign language.

Thinking in this way, Chu Jiu suddenly realized that carefully looking at what he could see, the direction of the collar pocket, the width of the sleeves, isn't this just medicine?

Then the person who poured the cup should be a Xinjiang doctor, and the medical doctor is pure and pure, but the Xinjiang doctor is different. They respect the Xuan, and this Xuan is the ultimate black. Very high status.

Then, Chu Jiu thought in his heart, can he explain that this Xinjiang doctor is the one in Bazhishan?

Chu Jiu suddenly felt that all these things that seemed to be so clear suddenly became complicated and confusing.

"This is the whole story, even if it is a ghost, it is difficult to explain, the doctor can figure it out for himself." Jiuhua turned around with a smile, then frowned tightly, there was blue blood left from his mouth, He raised his hand to wipe it without any trace, and then returned to the Chenyuan bottle.

How could it be so easy to show all of these, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

But Chu Jiu couldn't see all of this, she just poured the tea in the cup on the ground, then turned the cup upside down, and slowly flipped through the half of the book.

After reading the book for a long time, the light yellow lamp shone on her body, giving her some warmth, Chu Jiu walked to the side of the bed, looked at Chang Qizuo, and stretched out her hand to cover his forehead.

When Chang Qizuo woke up, it was already dawn, he opened his eyes, his pupils were like quenched ink, he fell into a coma for a few days, apparently still unable to adapt to the sudden light, he closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again , Meifeng suddenly frowned, and raised his palm to pat his side, but after hearing the other party's nasal moan, he withdrew his palm in an instant, and the sharpness of his eyes instantly turned into tenderness, as if thick ink met water, like The smoke is like an illusion, and it is worthy of such a fairy appearance.

Chang Qizuo leaned closer to Chujiu's ear and said softly, "Ajia."

"You're awake." Chu Jiu hadn't opened his eyes yet, and when he heard Chang Qizuo's voice, he half propped himself up and sat up.

Her underwear was not tied tightly, and with such a movement, half of her crisp shoulders were exposed, and the butterfly pink bellyband was also partly visible, Chang Qizuo stared straight at it, only felt her tongue was dry, and even her voice was stuttering Get up: "Ajia, how could you..."

Will be in his bed?He must have missed something, right?

Chang Qizuo didn't know what he was thinking, and his face started to congest.

(End of this chapter)