General Hu Er repeated the action of scratching his head, the smile on his face did not disappear, and he said: "What does Mr. Sixth mean by this? You can't kill me just because I can't beat Yang You, right?"

Zhibai's face was also full of smiles: "Everyone is a smart person, if General Hu Er still wants to pretend to be stupid, then he will be inferior." ”

The sound of the altar being built under the clearing was not small, and the clanging sounded a little annoying.

The smile on Hu Er's face was all retracted, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "How did you find out my identity?"

Zhibai shrugged his shoulders, and the shy smile on his face looked a little embarrassed: "For hundreds of years, you Tang people have never really understood our desolate people, but all desolate people will be given recognition by the spirit tree after they are born, and you don't have this kind of recognition." ”

Hu Er's face was a little ugly: "So you know that I am a Tang person from the first day I came to the snow field?"

Zhibai nodded crisply.

So Hu Er's face became even more ugly, and he asked, "In that case, why didn't you just kill me that day?"

"Isn't it a very interesting thing to use Tang people to kill Tang people? In my opinion, General Hu Er has killed many more Tang people over the years than me!"

Zhibai spread his hands, and his inky eyebrows raised.

"Then why are you killing me now?"

He asked.

Zhibai turned to his side to face him, looked down at the altar under the high platform, and said: "The ten-year sacrifice is a big event, you didn't know the location of the sacrifice before, so it's nothing to leave a life to pass on the wrong military information to the Tang army, but this year you know, for the sake of insurance, you must die." ”

"For only the dead cannot speak. ”

Hu Er didn't touch his head this time, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhibai's body, and the muscles in his body were tense.

"You're just agreeing, and I'm Youye, it's easy to kill you. ”

He looked at the face that still had a shy smile and said seriously.

Indeed, this is the simplest truth.

Zhibai is very strong, and he also has the capital to cross the border to kill the three levels, but he definitely can't stop the sword of the wandering monk.

In particular, Hu Er also belongs to the middle and upper reaches among the Youye monks, he has killed many people, and the evil aura of his body can't help but spread at this moment.

Beneath the high platform, the corner of the altar above the clearing collapsed, and many people let out exclamations below.

"It's true that General Hu Er only needs to raise his hand lightly if he wants to kill me, but why don't you keep doing it?"

Zhibai looked at him, his voice was very low, obviously asking, but it sounded more like muttering to himself.

Without waiting for Hu Er to answer, he continued to take care of himself: "I know that I am not talented, I think I still have some ability, and my status among the desolate people is not low, if you join forces with Li Xiu to kill me in front of Xiaonan Bridge, and then return to the Tang Kingdom to restore my life, it must be a great credit." ”

"But you didn't do it, because I have the seal of the high priest, and you know you can't kill me. ”

Speaking of this, Zhibai paused, and asked with a touch of curiosity on his face: "It's just that I really want to know, if Yang Wuxing didn't come, would you continue to kill Li Xiu?"

"Mr. Six's wisdom is unparalleled, why bother asking?"

Hu Erdao.

Zhibai nodded.

This question is indeed redundant.

Li Xiu's status is very high, except for Li Xianyi, there is no one in the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty who has a higher status than him, even the other two princes are a little worse than him.

And he has a lot of supporters, in the temple he is the son of Li Laizhi, and in the rivers and lakes he is the young master of Tingxue Tower.

Therefore, Li Xiu was able to deny the plan in one word, and to gather the people of the entire Xiaonanqiao in one sentence.

So a lot of things are less important than his safety.

Hu Er naturally wouldn't kill Li Xiu.

"Then how about asking General Hu Er to find a comfortable position and place to lie down and return here?"

Zhibai asked.

"Lao Tzu has lived for so many years, he can do anything, but he won't wait to die, Mr. Six, why don't you and I bet on whether my actions are fast or the speed at which you take out that seal?"

He leaned forward and adjusted his position to make sure he could crush the head as fast as he could.

"It's a lot of fun to bet, but I don't want to. ”

"If it's interesting, why doesn't Mr. Six want to gamble?"

Zhibai shook his head and sighed: "It's naturally interesting to bet, but if you know that you will definitely win, then it's very boring." ”

Hu Er wanted to speak again, but his eyes caught a glimpse of a person, a man with an umbrella.

It was still snowing in the snow field at the moment, but the snowflakes were not big, and the man was holding an umbrella, which looked a little strange.

Hu Er looked at this person, then looked at the umbrella, swallowed all the words he was going to say back to his stomach, put down his posture, and changed back to standing quietly.

This is a middle-aged man, a little emaciated, just like Li Xiu's appearance before the three tribulations, he looks sick, his skin is very white, whiter than Li Xiu, but worse than Xu Wenfu.

He walked out of the corner with an umbrella in his hand, not fast, like an ordinary person walking.

Step by step.

Getting closer.

"Since Mr. Four is here, there is really no need to bet. ”

Hu Er sighed, then turned around and poked his gaze out of the distance, looking into the distance, which was the direction of Datang.

"I haven't read the Taoist books of Wudang, and I don't know anything about feng shui, but I don't think this place is good, can I ask Mr. Six for something?"

He asked.

Zhibai didn't ask, because he knew what it was, so he nodded: "I promise you." ”

Mr. Four, who was holding an umbrella, walked up to his side and stood down.

Hu Er smiled and stretched out his big hand and touched his bald head, after his death, he was able to return to the Tang Kingdom and his soul to the mound, so there was nothing to regret.

Then his head fell.

The body also fell to the ground and smashed into the snow.

Mr. Four quietly looked at the altar below, and several snowflakes fell on his umbrella, and said, "Today's snow is much smaller." ”

"After the sacrifice is over, I will send someone to send his body back to the Tang Dynasty, Fourth Senior Brother, the Tang people are really amazing. ”

Zhibai had admiration on his face and felt very admired.

Mr. Four nodded and said with a smile: "Of course the Tang people are amazing. ”

"Your injuries are serious, so it's better to go and rest for a few days. ”

Zhibai shook his head, he looked at the altar below, his eyes were bright, and his expression was bright: "The great sacrifice has been prepared, and the sacrifice is about to arrive, where do I dare to rest?"

"After keeping him for so many years, it has finally come in handy, but you have exposed the secret of the desolate people, and I am afraid that the Tang people will not send spies over from now on. ”

Mr. Four said.

Zhibai smiled: "If you want to catch a big fish, you have to give bait, Fourth Senior Brother, you are right, dead people can also speak." ”

The snowflakes in the sky gradually grew larger, and the two stood under the umbrella and stopped talking.

This game of chess has just begun.