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 him in. Obviously they understood that even if they chased him 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 many people, and it is even more useless if there are few people. No one is Chu Xiang's opponent. The Japanese made a wise choice.
His opponent was wise, but Chu Xiang had a headache. He had just changed his clothes and was about to go out. The Self-Defense Forces and many experts had already guarded each exit and carefully checked everyone who came in and out. Chu Xiang did not speak Japanese. Once he was found out, he would definitely Exposed.
People in the mall kept leaving, and 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. We are well aware that the situation is serious. The longer the time goes by, the more experts the opponent will gather, and the more unfavorable the situation will be. If we are really desperate, we can only use extreme measures. It will be difficult to say whether we 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 other side, but in his head he felt that the other 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. He couldn't just go to the ground, so Chu Xiang found a sewer opening in a corner, gently opened the manhole cover, and listened carefully for a while. He didn't hear any unusual sounds. He slid into the sewer like a snake and gently lowered the manhole cover.
The smelly 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 walked while holding his breath, using his five senses to carefully detect the movement in front and behind. He did not think that Japanese and American movies were so retarded and sealed. The sewers will be left alone.
These sewer pipe networks are extremely complicated. Chu Xiang tried to go north in a straight line, that direction was towards the more prosperous central city. He carefully walked more than two hundred meters in the sewer. It was estimated that he had left the mall and was probably under the third building in the north. Chu Xiang did not dare to stay in the sewer. In such an environment, if he was discovered by the other party, there would be only a dead end. , the other party is likely to be waiting for him at a certain place where the pipeline must pass. He gently tested the thickness of the surrounding soil with his palms. Chu Xiang found a thinner place and shook the soil. He listened with his ears against the cement floor for a while, and heard the sound of several heavy and irregular footsteps passing by. , a few ordinary people.
After waiting for a while and a few steps away, 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. middle. After covering the cut stone back, Chu Xiang happened to see a world map on the wall. He wrapped the long knife with the map, took a file bag on the table, and left the office.
He was a little dirty and smelly, so he definitely couldn't go out like this. Chu Xiang checked carefully and found a man who was alone in the office. He knocked the man unconscious, cleaned himself up, and changed into clothes. The clothes were a little too small. Chu Xiang shrank his muscles to make his body fit the clothes. He walked out of the building with his briefcase and 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. Chu Xiang looked at the pedestrians around him, showing the same expression. His face was a little nervous, and his steps were hurried and slightly messy. Being recognized by Song Xiaoting many times, Chu Xiang continued to improve his disguise skills. In addition to his appearance, he could change his body shape, back, and temperament, and even the breath on his body could 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, with suits, leather shoes and ties, their heads lowered, and they looked like they were walking in a hurry. Chu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and followed the flow of people on the street to leave.
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 the country. It is difficult to find an uninhabited village here in Japan. The excessive population has survived, causing a shortage of materials. Everything that can be used has been looted. There is no way. Chu Xiang had no choice but to catch a wild animal and change his clothes in a small market.
When he changed his clothes and was about to leave, Chu Xiang felt the strange look in his eyes from the owner of the clothing store. He realized that his move might reveal his whereabouts, and 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.
Going all the way to Tokyo, the situation in Japan is very different from that in China. Chu Xiang walked leisurely and watched the local customs and customs everywhere, which was not boring at all. Japan, like China, is a world of the strong. They rely on the strong to bully the weak, commit crimes wantonly, and rape, torture and murder are seen from time to time. Thinking that this is Japan's land, he wants to be more chaotic, Chu Xiang is too lazy to deal with it, turns a blind eye, and takes care of himself. road.
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 was 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 that he is being chased by the Japanese and escaping all the way to this place, the comparison between the two is really emotional.
Chu Xiang stepped into Zhaoti Temple, and here he was. 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 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 is very quiet, people coming and going don't talk much, their expressions are leisurely, and it looks 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 they were a paradise of their 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 elderly monk with gray hair and beard, wearing a gray monk's robe and with a sad expression. This old monk had Dan Jin cultivation and was the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire Zhaoti Temple. Feeling Chu Xiang's gaze, the old monk raised his head and glanced at Chu Xiang. His expression remained unchanged and he continued 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.
"There is no enmity between the poor monk and the donor, 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 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, he asked the donor to 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 the killing is over?" the old monk said.
Chu Xiang said: "Nothing."
"In that case, why bother to kill?" the old monk said with his hands clasped together.
"If I don't kill, people will kill me."
The old monk fell silent, his face even more miserable. After a while, he sighed: "What a tragedy for the mayflies to kill each other!"
"The light is short-lived, life and death are just a moment, what difference does it make?" Chu Xiang said.
"How could 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 when everyone is gathering firewood."
"You and I understand, but what about the others?" Chu Xiangdao, turned around and looked outside and said, "Do you need me to make them understand?"
Someone was approaching from outside, with light and nimble steps and a vague aura.
"I'll try my best to make them understand." The old monk clasped his hands together.
"I look forward to your results." Chu Xiang said.
Amitabha! The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, 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. The people outside probably didn't believe what the old monk said and didn't leave. Some people said something anxiously, and the old monk continued to persuade, probably to explain or something. After a while, the people outside hesitated and left.
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 the 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 is useless to talk nonsense."
Feeling 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. .
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, and Chu Xiang fell into deep thought.
To kill or not to kill, this is a question that Chu Xiang has been thinking about. Just like he asked the old monk, I don't kill people, but people kill me, what should I do? 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, this person is definitely no longer a human being.
While Chu Xiang was thinking, a cold and wild 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 and said: "You don't need a reason to kill someone."
"You don't need a reason to kill, so why do you ask me 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.
"You are you, others are others." Xiaocao Xinye's face turned a little blue.
