Tang Que immediately replied with a frivolous air.
"My father was a widower, now known as a forensic doctor. I have seen all kinds of corpses since I was a child, and I learned the craft of corpse stitching with my father. A few years ago, my father passed away, and I learned from his belongings.
I only found out about Jiuliu here. Before that, I always thought that our family was the only one that was different."
"Now it seems that there are many people like us in this world. Isn't that interesting?"
After hearing her words, Lu Tan felt that this young lady really had no scruples.
And he’s also a fun-loving person.
"But why didn't your father tell you about Jiuliu?"
Lu Tiao was curious again.
Other families or sects take their status as Jiuchuan disciples very seriously, but when it comes to the Tang family, they don't let their daughter know about it.
If Tang Que hadn't rummaged through the relics himself, the corpse stitcher might have been absent from this Xuanjun battle.
Uh, but it’s not certain whether Tang Que is himself, and what he said is not necessarily true...
Lu Tiao watched behind him with dripping sweat.
He failed to get Tang Que's answer.
Because Lu Tan felt that the aura around him disappeared.
He glanced at it and saw that the figure in the cheongsam had disappeared. He didn't know if he was sent down the mountain, or if the illusion was originally intended to deceive Lu Jian and left because he couldn't get what he wanted.
After walking two more steps, Lu Tiao saw another figure emerging from the thick fog ahead.
That was Shi Buwen, who had gray hair but was still strong and strong.
Lu Tan thought for a while, but in the end he didn't call out to the other party rashly, and just got closer.
After walking a few steps, when Lu Kan came behind the other party, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.
Was Tang Que just like this, coming behind him little by little?
"Mr. Shi, you don't have to look back."
Lu Tiao then spoke up.
He saw Shi Buwen put his hand on the holster, as if he could draw the gun at any time.
"I have no ill intentions, I just saw Mr. Shi on this road."
Lu Tiao took two steps forward and came to Shi Buwen's side.
There was no sweat on the old man's body, and the moist and sticky mist seemed to avoid him, leaving no trace.
Lu Tan, who stayed behind, looked ahead and immediately discovered a problem.
On this road, there is only Shibuwen, and there is no Lujian himself!
What's wrong, the problem actually lies with me.
"This road is very simple. You just need to follow the rules. Two thousand steps are not that long."
Shi Buwen said quietly, he was still wary of Lu Jiao.
"Level two thousand? Isn't it level one thousand?"
Lu Tan asked immediately.
Shi Buwen stopped.
He looked at Lu Tiao with a somewhat strange look.
"Who told you?"
"Mr. He Chong."
Lu Kan answered truthfully.
"Haha, I'm just adhering to tradition and coming to see my friends. I didn't expect that some people would actually deceive the younger generation for the sake of Xuanjun's position."
Shi Buwen laughed twice.
"This mountaineering trail has a total of two thousand levels, no more, no less. If you don't arrive within half an hour, you will be sent back to the bottom of the mountain. If you stop and wait halfway, I'm afraid you won't be able to get your ranking."
"Then why are you telling me this?"
Lu Tiao was curious again.
"You younger generation don't know, but in Jiuliu we are brothers from the same sect, but we are separated due to various changes. It is normal for fellow sects to support each other. What's more, compared to Xuanjun's position, I value benevolence, righteousness and integrity more.
It's harder for an old man to lie and deceive people than to reach heaven."
Shi Buwen said matter-of-factly and continued going up.
Lu Tan followed silently.
After a while, Shi Buwen also disappeared.
"Is it level one thousand or level two thousand?"
Lu Tiao murmured.
According to He Chong, don't believe anyone you meet on the hiking trail, so what Shi Buwen said must be lies.
But if we think differently, what He Chong said at the beginning was a lie?
There were originally two thousand steps, so in order to prevent Lu Jian from being guided by people on the road, He Chong made up a story to deceive Lu Jian by saying that he could not believe their words?
This falls into a classic cycle.
Using the sweat-dropped land, he observed the condition of the mountain road, but there was no trace of anyone in the place he passed.
Lu Jian was the only one on this long mountain road.
After passing level 500, Lu Tiao suddenly heard something else.
This was not the sound of breathing or footsteps, but the rustling sound of the grass being touched by something and shaking.
Lu Tan looked towards the woods on the left.
There, it seemed like something was hiding under the trees.
A voice came.
"Help, help me"
It's a cry for help.
Lu Tiao took two steps, got closer, and glanced over with [True Sight].
He saw a man lying there.
"Mr. Zhang?"
That was the paper cutter's blind man Zhang.
The nearly 70-year-old man was lying half in the grass. He seemed to have suffered gunshot wounds. There were several bullet holes in his mantle and blood was flowing out. He looked seriously injured.
"Don't come over."
Blind Zhang noticed Lu Jian and immediately called out.
"Don't leave this mountain road, otherwise you may encounter something unexpected."
He reminded me.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you here? Who hurt you?"
After looking Zhang Zhang up and down, at least based on his current understanding, [True Vision] judged that the other party was a human being.
"Who else could it be? The only person with a gun is Shi Buwen."
Blind Zhang lamented, as if he had trusted the wrong person.
"I thought he was just like me, just here to witness, but I didn't expect that this guy had already betrayed Jiuliu. He pushed me back out of the mountain road and even attacked me with a gun."
"He was with Dai Yuanyang when he came. The two of them were in the light and the other in the dark. Dai Yuanyang couldn't convince us, so Shi Buwen started. It's a pity."
He was angry and his voice was weak.
"Mr. Zhang, I have a question."
Lu Jian asked.
"How many steps are there on this mountaineering trail?"
After hearing Lu Tan's words, Blind Zhang was silent for a moment.
"Level 1,500. When you get there, you will see a platform. That is the end. When you reach the end, ask Master Qi to save me. Don't believe anyone else."
"I see."
Lu Tan nodded and suddenly said.
"Mr. Zhang, why don't you look back? If you do, you will be sent directly to the bottom of the mountain. Can you go out to find rescue?"
Hearing Lu Tan's words, the blind man Zhang was stunned.
"Young man, you are very smart."
The blind man smiled. The bullet holes in his body seemed to have healed suddenly. The color of his whole body faded away, turning into a paper figure like those burned when paying homage to a grave.
"Is this true or false?"
Lu Tiao complained to himself and continued climbing.
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There’s been a lot going on these two days, so I’ll continue to ask for recommendations and monthly votes!
