Running to the corridor marked by the fire escape, Chu Xiang quickly changed into his shirt and pants, moved the muscles on his face to change his appearance, straightened his body, wrapped the long knife in his old clothes, and then walked out of the fire escape.

The Japanese did not chase them in. Obviously they understood that even if they chased them in, it would be useless and they would just die in vain. In a complex environment like a shopping mall, thermal weapons cannot be used. It is useless if there are more people, and it is even less useful if there are few people. No one is

Chu Xiang's opponent, the Japanese, made a wise choice.

The opponent is wise, but Chu Xiang has a headache. He has just changed his clothes and is about to go out. The Self-Defense Force and many experts have already guarded each exit and carefully checked everyone entering and exiting. Chu Xiang does not speak Japanese. Once he is found out, he will definitely

Exposed.

People in the mall were constantly leaving. Chu Xiang understood that the other party was taking advantage of his lack of understanding of Japanese and using word of mouth to inform people in the mall to leave. Knowing that the situation was serious, the longer the time passed, the more experts the other party gathered.

The more unfavorable the situation is, and if you are really desperate, you will have to resort to extreme measures, and it will be difficult to tell whether you will live or die.

Chu Xiang thought for a while, took the elevator to the top floor, listened carefully for a while, and made sure that no one was on the top of the building. He also carefully observed the surrounding buildings and found that the commanding heights on the roofs of the surrounding buildings had been occupied by snipers, except for the one close to the north.

There were no snipers in the shorter building. Chu Xiang looked carefully and saw no one on the opposite side. However, in his head, he felt that the opposite side was like the bloody mouth of a poisonous snake, and he did not dare to escape from there.

With no way to survive in the air, Chu Xiang went down from the fire escape to the garage on the ground floor. There was no one in the garage, and the other party did not ambush in the garage. There was a group of deep auras outside the garage exit. God couldn't just go down to the ground, so Chu Xiang found a sewer outlet in the corner.

, gently opened the sewer manhole cover, listened carefully for a while, and did not hear any unusual sounds. It slid into the sewer like a snake, and gently lowered the manhole cover.

The stinky sewer, with gurgling sewage, could not be seen without reaching out, and could barely accommodate a person bending down to walk through it. Chu Xiang held his breath and walked, using his five senses to carefully detect the movement before and after. He did not think that Japanese and American movies were so mentally retarded and sealed.

The sewers will be left alone.

These sewer pipe networks are extremely complicated. Chu Xiang tried his best to go north in a straight line, which direction was heading towards the more prosperous central city. He carefully walked more than two hundred meters through the sewers. It was estimated that he had left the mall and should be at the third store in the north.

Three buildings down, Chu Xiang did not dare to stay in the sewer. In such an environment, if the other party found out that there was only a dead end, the other party would probably be waiting for him at a certain place where the pipe must pass. He tried it gently with his palm.

Regarding the thickness of the surrounding soil, Chu Xiang found a thinner place and collapsed the soil. He put his ears against the cement floor and listened for a while. He heard the sound of several heavy and irregular footsteps walking past. They were ordinary people.

After waiting for a while and leaving a few steps, Chu Xiang used a long knife to cut through the hard ground and cut out a funnel shape. Chu Xiang came out of the sewer and took a quick glance and found that he was in an empty office.

中. Covering the cut stone back, Chu Xiang happened to see a world map on the wall. Chu Xiang wrapped the long knife with the map, took a file bag on the table, and left the office.

His body was a little dirty and smelly, and he definitely couldn't go out like this. Chu Xiang checked carefully and found a man staying alone in the office. He knocked the man unconscious, cleaned himself up, and put on clothes. The clothes were a little too small, and Chu Xiang shrank his muscles.

, let the clothes just fit the figure, held the briefcase, and walked out of the building with the map.

The aura on his body was extremely restrained. Chu Xiang lowered his head and hurriedly left along the street like an ordinary person. There were Self-Defense Forces patrolling around him. Chu Xiang looked at the pedestrians around him and showed the same expression. His face was a little nervous and his steps were slightly hurried.

Messy. Recognized by Song Xiaoting many times, Chu Xiang continued to improve his disguise skills. In addition to his appearance, his figure, back and temperament can all be changed, and even the breath on his body can be switched at will.

The patrolling soldiers did not stop Chu Xiang. After shrinking, his height was completely different from Chu Xiang's original height. Most of the pedestrians on the street were dressed the same as Chu Xiang, wearing suits, leather shoes and ties, with their heads lowered and walking in a hurry.

Chu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and followed the flow of people on the street and left.

Feeling that the city was too dangerous, Chu Xiang headed outside the city. He was not used to wearing a suit. Chu Xiang wanted to find something to change into but couldn't find it. Japan is different from other countries. There are abandoned towns everywhere in Japan. I want to find a suit here in Japan.

It is difficult for a village without people. The excessive population survived, resulting in a shortage of supplies. Everything that could be used had been looted. There was no other way, so Chu Xiang had to catch a wild beast and change his clothes in a small market.

When he was about to leave after changing his clothes, he felt the strange look in the clothing store owner's eyes. Chu Xiang felt a shiver in his heart and realized that his move might reveal his whereabouts, so he quickly left the market.

A person wearing a neat suit trades a beast weighing dozens of kilograms for a set of casual clothes and discards all the clothes he changed. Such a person is probably rare. Not only is it rare, it can be said to be very rare.

Daily necessities and food are in short supply in Japan, and there are very few clothes. Most of them have been soaked in sea water as the sea level rises. Winters are extremely cold, and clothes are in short supply. No one will throw away clothes casually, and such a big beast

, very valuable, just changing one set of clothes is a waste of money.

All the way to Tokyo, the situation in Japan is very different from that in China. I walked leisurely in Chuxiang and watched the local customs and customs everywhere. It was not boring. Japan, like China, is a world of the strong, relying on the strong to bully the weak.

Random murders, rapes, and murders were seen from time to time. Thinking that this was Japanese territory, and he wanted to be more chaotic, Chu Xiang was too lazy to deal with it, turned a blind eye, and went his own way.

After walking for a long time, he suddenly saw jagged eaves and glazed tiles in front of him, and several simple towers appeared among the trees. When Chu Xiang looked over, he didn't expect that the temple in front of him turned out to be Zhaoti Temple.

He accidentally arrived at Zhaoti Temple. Chu Xiang didn't know whether it was fate or luck. Looking at the temple in front of him, Chu Xiang suddenly thought that when Jianzhen came here, the Japanese must have respected him. The Celestial Master,

He is simply a living Buddha. Thinking about how he is now being chased by the Japanese and escaping all the way to get here, the comparison between the two is really emotional.

Chu Xiang stepped into Zhaoti Temple, and unexpectedly he came. It would be a waste not to go in and take a look. This is one of the most famous temples in Japan. There might be some strange people and eminent monks here who could answer Chu Xiang's doubts.

There were many people inside the temple, and someone was guarding the door. Chu Xiang walked straight in without paying any attention to the guard. The temple was very quiet, and the people who came and went didn't talk much. They looked leisurely, and it looked very peaceful and peaceful.

Chu Xiang walked around. Birds were singing, flowers were fragrant, trees were lush, simple and exquisite attics, ingenious pagodas, and majestic Buddha statues. It seemed that they had not changed at all due to the impact of the great changes, and it was a paradise of its own.

Looking around the scenery in the temple, Chu Xiang walked towards the lecture hall. Someone was lecturing in the hall. Dozens of people sat down and listened quietly, not knowing what sutra was being taught. The lecturer was an old monk with gray hair and beard.

, dressed in gray monk robes, with a sad look on his face. This old monk has Dan Jin cultivation and is the highest cultivation person in the entire Zhaoti Temple. Feeling Chu Xiang's gaze, the old monk raised his head and glanced at Chu Xiang, his expression unchanged.

, continue to explain the scriptures.

After more than ten minutes, the old monk finished explaining the scriptures. The audience asked questions one after another, and the old monk answered them one by one. After more than half an hour, everyone left one after another.

After everyone left, the old monk clasped his hands and said something that Chu Xiang couldn't understand. Seeing that Chu Xiang didn't respond, the old monk spoke again, this time in Chinese: "Why are you here, the donor?"

Chu Xiang was not surprised when he guessed that Chu Xiang was Chinese in one sentence. If the old monk couldn't guess where he was from, there would be no need to say what he said next.

"Kill you." Chu Xiang put his hands behind his hands and looked down at the old monk. His tone was calm, but his words were shocking.

"The poor monk has no enmity with the donor, so why do you want to kill me?" The old monk's expression remained unchanged and he sat still.

"This sentence should be me asking you, give me a reason not to kill you." Chu Xiang said.

"The donor is not an ordinary person, is he still clinging to his previous hatred?" The old monk clasped his hands together and understood what Chu Xiang meant.

"I'm Chinese." Chu Xiang said.

"In that case, why didn't the donor kill everyone?" The old monk understood what Chu Xiang meant.

"They are not worth killing." Chu Xiang said.

"How virtuous and capable the old monk is, let the donor come here specially." The old monk's words were very tactful.

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade." Chu Xiang said.

"If this is the case, the donor will still kill many people." The old monk said.

"Come one by one, there will be a time when they are all finished." Chu Xiang said.

"So what if we finish the killing?" the old monk said.

Chu Xiangdao: "Nothing."

"If that's the case, why bother to kill?" the old monk said with his hands clasped together.

"If I don't kill anyone, people will kill me."

The old monk fell silent, his face became even more miserable. After a while, he sighed: "What a tragedy for the mayflies to kill each other!"

"It's short-lived. Life and death are just for a moment, so what difference does it make?" Chu Xiang said.

"How can it be different? No matter how short the life or death is, there is still a chance to move forward. If there is no difference, how can people be human?" said the old monk.

"The big wave is coming. There is no time to wait for people to grow up. If you can't escape the big wave, it will be no different if you die by my hands." Chu Xiang said.

"Since the donor knows that a big wave is coming, he should understand that it is difficult for one person to walk alone if everyone is gathering firewood and the flames are high."

"You and I understand, but what about the others?" Chu Xiang said, turning around and looking outside: "Do you need me to make them understand?"

Someone is approaching from outside, with light and nimble steps and a vague breath.

"I'll try my best to make them understand." The old monk clasped his hands and said.

"I look forward to your results." Chu Xiang said.

Amitabha! The old monk recited the name of the Buddha, got up and walked to the door.

Chu Xiang looked at the back of the old monk. The old monk said something to the people outside at the door. He was completely unprepared. If Chu Xiang took action at this time, the old monk would definitely die. People outside probably did not believe what the old monk said. No.

Let's go. Someone said something anxiously. The old monk continued to persuade, probably to explain or something. After a while, the people outside hesitated to retreat.

The old monk walked back to the futon and sat down, clasped his hands and said: "As long as you are willing to speak, you will always understand. If you don't speak, you will never understand. The donor is a smart person, why doesn't he speak."

Chu Xiang raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the conversation with outsiders just now made the old monk understand his identity. It must be that the people who just listened to the lecture recognized the knife in his hand and said, "It's useless to talk nonsense."

Sensing the change in Chu Xiang's tone and knowing Chu Xiang's intention, the old monk stood up and clasped his hands and said, "I can't solve the donor's problem. With my ability, I can temporarily retreat them, but I can't stop them from wanting to kill you. Please, donor."

"

The expected result was that no one could solve this problem. Chu Xiang just asked casually. He didn't expect the old monk to solve it, and he didn't want to kill him. The easiest way to solve it was probably to use nuclear bombs to sink Japan.

The power of hatred is so powerful that it makes people afraid.

Knowing that the Japanese would not let him leave easily and would definitely gather people to surround and kill him, Chu Xiang did not want to cause trouble and immediately left Zhaoti Temple. As soon as he left, a group of masters rushed to Zhaoti Temple. If he hadn't walked quickly, he would have been in big trouble.

Already.

After walking quickly in the forest, he left the scope of Zhaoti Temple in a moment. He sat down on a hilltop and looked in the direction of Zhaoti Temple. Chu Xiang fell into deep thought.

To kill or not to kill, this is a question that Chu Xiang has been thinking about. Just as he asked the old monk, what should I do if I don’t kill people and others kill me? Perhaps, this world can only continue to advance by killing each other.

Killing is not a pleasant thing. When killing makes a person feel happy, that person is definitely no longer a human being.

While Chu Xiang was thinking, a cold and powerful aura slowly approached. The person who came was obviously coming towards Chu Xiang. He did not hide his intentions at all and was very confident and arrogant.

A moment later, a young man appeared in Chu Xiang's sight. He had long messy hair, fierce eyes, and a strong wild expression. His thin lips were tightly pursed, his shorts were barefoot, and his clothes were half-opened, revealing yellow.

The copper-like chest is like a lone wolf in the wilderness.

"Demon Lord Chu Xiang?" The young man's voice sounded like a hungry beast, which gave people a creepy feeling.

The person who came spoke Chinese. Chu Xiang raised his eyelids and took a look and said: "Before asking others' names, shouldn't you say your own name first?"

The wild young man didn't seem to be good at talking to others. A fierce light shot out from his eyes. After a moment, he said: "The grass is new."

"Xiaocao Xinye, what do you want from me?" Chu Xiang asked, nodding.

"Kill you." Xiaocao Xinye said coldly.

"I have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.

Xiaocao Xinye was stunned for a moment, then said: "You don't need a reason to kill someone."

"There is no need for a reason to kill, so why do you need to ask my name?" Chu Xiang said.

"I want to kill you, not others." Xiaocao Xinye said word by word.

"What's the difference between me and others? Anyway, I kill whenever I want." Chu Xiang said.
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