Chapter 155 Misty Forest

Han Ruoli heard the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer. These women' light skills were so high, but Lu Chuan's speed was faster. In a blink of an eye, he had dropped Han Ruoli far away. Han Ruoli shouted in the back, "Wait for me for a while."

Lu Chuan stopped and waited for Han Ruoli to run in before saying, "What a waste."

Han Ruoli did not argue and asked, "Do you usually run like this when you are chased?"

"Nonsense! Are you waiting to be caught if you don't run away?

Han Ruoli grabbed Lu Chuan's arm and suddenly inserted it into an alley on the roadside. The two hid in it and watched the group of women run through the road. Han Ruoli said proudly, "Sometimes hiding is more energy-saving than running."

Lu Chuan has to admit that this sentence is right.

After a few minutes, the two returned to the South Railway Station. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest, which both of them understand.

In the room.

Han Ruoli lay on ** with his legs crossed. Lu Chuan sat at the table and looked at the 'jinghong' on the table. His stomach was full of anger. He knew that Han Ruoli was intentional and put the sword in the most obvious position. The more so, the more he couldn't steal it, which was similar to what was given to him.

Han Ruoli fiddled with the hairpin in his hand and couldn't put it down.

Lu Chuan suddenly said, "Why did you call just now? If you don't scream, the beautiful woman named Xiaoxiang won't find that the hairpin on her head was changed by me. Do you know that your call almost killed me?

Han Ruo stared at the hairpin without squinting and said, "I'm excited!"

"Do you call when you are excited? I don't want to see when it was. Xiaoxiang took action so fast. If I hadn't run fast, I would have died.

Han Ruoli said, "I'm excited!"

"Don't shout when you are excited. When is that? How can you compensate me?"

"Excited!"

Lu Chuan turned his head and saw Han Ruoli's eyes shining, staring at the hairpin all the time. He didn't care what he said. He picked up the 'jinghong' on the table, threw it on Han Ruoli and said, "Hidden!"

Han Ruoli began to say, "I'm excited!"

Lu Chuan was helpless. When he met a person like Han Ruoli, he really couldn't even say anything. He pointed to Jinghong and said, "I beg you to hide this Jinghong, okay?"

"Why?" Han Ruoli looked at Lu Chuan with a bad smile, "If you hide it, you will steal it. On the contrary, I don't hide it in front of you, but you don't steal it. Do you know why you are not as good as Bai Meier?"

"Why?" Lu Chuan doesn't understand. Does he, as a layman, still understand the thief industry?

"Because Bai Meier does whatever she wants to get, what is she stealing! Grab it! She can do it, but you are like a fool and want to steal it. Isn't it better to give it to you?

"I'm a person with rules, and what I say must count." Lu Chuan returned to the table and sat there sulking.

Han Ruoli said, "Then you can't steal 'Jinghong' in your life. By the way, I'm curious. Do you want this 'jinghong'?

"I don't want to!" Lu Chuan said very simply.

"Then why do you follow me and take away this 'jinghong'?"

"If you accept other people's money, you have to do things for others."

"Fuck!" Han Ruoli asked, "Who is it?" How much did you spend to steal it?

"No words!" Lu Chuan didn't even look at Han Ruoli. "This is an industry rule. If I betray my customers, who will dare to ask me to help steal things in the future?"

"Not bad! It seems that it's not easy to do your job. Han Ruoli turned over and pulled the quilt to cover his body. When he went to bed, he didn't forget to say to Lu Chuan, "The sword is by the bed. I want to take it away by myself."

Lu Chuan's angry face is white, and the most difficult thing to steal in the world is this 'jinghong'.

Han Ruoli is really unprepared for Lu Chuan. He has always believed in his own feelings. For example, although Lu Chuan is not old, he gives people a sense of trust, which can be felt from his words and manners.

Late night, Han Ruoli was awakened by a burst of footsteps. The thirteen women came back, obviously full of anger. At this time, Han Ruoli wanted to laugh, turned around and found that Lu Chuan was no longer in the room, and 'Jinghong' was still by the bedside. It seemed that Lu Chuan was quite depressed when he left.

Han Ruoli lay down and heard the dialogue next door. It was Xiaoxiang, the youngest of the thirteen prostitutes. "When I find this person, I will skin him sooner or later. Doesn't he like to show a bird to show people? I'll help him cut off this bird."

A woman next to him laughed and said, "This man is really strange. Why did he steal those worthless things? It's just an invitation to change clothes.

"I don't care what he does. Anyway, it angered me! I'm not happy."

"Don't be sulking, go to bed, and send invitations to others tomorrow."

Xiaoxiang also stopped talking. Han Ruoli squinted for a while and got up and left the inn before dawn. It was not a good thing for him to hide from these women and Lu Chuan again.

When I left, I didn't forget to steal a horse. The place I was going to go was very clear, that is, under the cliff of Aojian Villa, my heart was contradictory. I wanted to find Ling Qianxue's body quickly, but I didn't want to really see her body. Sometimes people are like this. The contradictory self can't explain what he really wants.

Han Ruoli didn't know how to get to Aojian Mountain. He inquired all the way. After walking for almost ten days, he came to the foot of Aojian Mountain. Aojian Mountain can only go up, but now the owner of Aojian Villa is no longer Meng Ranlan. Han Ruoli doesn't really want to kill people now. He just wants to find Ling Qianxue's body and bury it well.

I dressed up as a long-distance traveler and came to the foot of the mountain to chat with the local old man. I saw an old man selling tea on the roadside. The old man's stall was very simple. There was a piece of cloth with four bamboo poles straightened up, and below was a shed. There was a small stove burning charcoal in the shed, where the old man sold tea.

Han Ruoli sat down, spent three penny to buy a pot of tea, and began to chat with the old man. The topic began to chat from the local folklore. While chatting, Han Ruoli pointed to Aojian Mountain and asked, "Old man, what's the name of this mountain?"

The old man took a look and said, "This mountain used to be called Aojian Mountain, but now it is called Kuangdao Mountain."

"Crazy Knife Mountain?" Han Ruoli was curious and asked, "Why?"

"This is a long story. A few months ago, the owner of Aojian Villa, the largest gang in the world, was killed. We don't know why. Later, Aojian Villa also disappeared, but the left and right guardians of Aojian Villa were a couple. They changed the swordsmanship of Aojian Villa. It became a knife method. Since then, the Kuangdao Gate has been established, and the name has been changed to Kuangdao Mountain.

Han Ruoli is not very proficient in martial arts, and he can't distinguish between swordsmanship and swordsmanship. No matter what weapon and moves the other party uses, there is only one purpose, that is to kill people. Han Ruoli can only dismantle the moves. No matter what tricky angle the sword is stabbed from, he can easily crack it, and his killing moves are even more strange. Weird - I learned it from a child's book.

The old man asked, "Little brother, are you going to this Crazy Knife Mountain?"

Han Ruoli shook his head with a smile. The old man said, "There is a cliff behind Kuangdao Mountain. It is rumored that the owner of Aojian Villa died there."

Han Ruoli asked, "How can I get to the cliff?"

The old man said, "There is only one way!"

"Where is it?" Han Ruoli finally got to the point.

The old man smiled and said, "Jump down from the top of the mountain, otherwise there is no other way."

Han Ruoli was stunned for a moment and immediately said with a smile, "Master, you can really joke. Isn't that the person who jumped down will also die?"

"Yes!" The old man said, "The cliffs of Kuangdao Mountain are hundreds of feet high and surrounded by dense forests. Do you know where is behind Kuangdao Mountain?"

Han Ruoli shook his head, and the old man said proudly, "There is a foggy forest under the cliff. The fog between the woods does not dissipate in winter and summer, and the people who walk in will not come out. Even the best hunters, with the best hounds, dare not approach. There is a breeze in the valley, and the fog is erratic, such as If you suddenly find fog surrounding you in the surrounding woods, you'd better stand still and wait for the fog to be blown to another place, otherwise you must be lost in it.

"So, the fog forest is terrible?"

Han Ruoli was the only guest in the old man's tea shop. The old man also sat over with a pot of tea and mysteriously said to Han Ruoli, "It is rumored that this place once thought it was an immortal. He didn't want others to disturb him, so he laid a misty town. As long as you go in, you can't come out. Don't you think it's terrible?"

Han Ruoli nodded to cooperate with the old man. The old man was even more proud when he saw Han Ruoli's listening and said, "Lao Wang has a eldest son in the town who has been hunting for more than 30 years. Last year, he went hunting on the edge of the fog forest. There were indeed a lot of things there. On the first day, he came back from beating a big boblin and a wild boar the next day. On the third day, the wind direction changed. The boss wandered around the hunting place two days ago, but he was accidentally surrounded by fog. It was not until a few days later that Lao Wang's other two sons found that his eldest son died there. In fact, as long as the queen retreated a few hundred meters, he could find the way to go. Unfortunately, Lao Wang's The death of the eldest son is unclear.

"Could it be attacked by a beast?"

"It's very likely, but he doesn't have any scars on his body. A man who has been hunting for more than 30 years will not die even if he stays in the middle of the night for ten days. At least he knows why he doesn't starve to death, but Lao Wang's eldest son is not injured and the steamed bread in his pocket, but he just died. , don't you think it's strange."

Han Ruoli sighed and asked, "So, you can't go under the cliff of Kuangdao Mountain?"

"I can't go!" The old man shook and said affirmatively, "Unless you want to die."

Han Ruoli didn't know what his mood was at this time. Ling Qianxue jumped into a hundred-foot cliff with her dead dream Ranlan, not to mention facing such a foggy forest... His heart was cold. He didn't want to think about it. The reality was cruel. Han Ruoli didn't believe that there would be any miracle. He took out his hairpin and deeply After a look, did you bury the hairpin like this? As Ling Qianxue?

Han Ruoli quickly denied this idea. He wanted to see people and corpses when he died. Even if the body rotted, he had to find Ling Qianxue's clothes and hair. The cliffs were going down, and the fog forest was going to break through. Nothing could stop his love for Ling Qianxue!