[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

The bath water is still warm, and still has the sweet and rich scent of jasmine. If it were just ordinary jasmine, it might not be so fragrant, but if you pour a full bottle of jasmine hydrosol into it, it will be completely different.

The water had been changed three times, but when Ximen Chuxue came out wearing new clothes, he could still smell the stench coming from the shack, which almost made him take a shower for the fourth time.

There was wine, meat, soup, river food, and vegetables on the table. Although the inn was small and the wine was a bit crude, the dishes were cooked very well.

Normally, at such a late hour in the night, the innkeeper would not be willing to entertain guests, especially guests like Ximen Chuxue who seemed to be fleeing from disaster. But when he placed ten heavy gold coins made of pure gold on the counter, the innkeeper felt as if he was entertaining his ancestors for eight generations.

"Even if you don't say it, I can see that you must have suffered a lot." Lu Xiaofeng poured himself a glass of wine and also poured a glass for Ximen Chuxue: "But I'm really curious, how did you get yourself into this state in just half a day."

Hua Manlou accompanied him. He didn't like Ximen Chuxue, but he was also curious about his experience.

Ximen Chuxue didn't drink, he was just eating. The rice was crystal white, but it was steamed for a short time and was a little hard, but very sweet.

He finished a bowl of rice before answering Lu Xiaofeng's question.

"It's not half a day, it's seven months."

"Seven months? How could it be seven months?" Lu Xiaofeng found it unbelievable, but it was even more unbelievable that a strong and clean-loving man could become a refugee in just half a day.

Unless... he is not Ximen Chuxue at all!

This thought flashed through Lu Xiaofeng's mind, but was quickly dispelled.

It couldn't be a disguise. Ximen Chuxue's face, which had just finished bathing, gradually faded and turned pale. Under the candlelight, one could even see the fine hairs on his temples. No matter how realistic the mask was, it couldn't do this. Even if it was a disguise, it was a far cry from his original appearance. Why would he need to disguise himself? What purpose could he achieve?
Lu Xiaofeng was thinking about asking a few more questions, but Ximen Chuxue didn't plan to continue, and said, "Dugu Yihe is not the head of Qingyi Tower."

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "Did he tell you this?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "This is what you told me, your future self."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand, and at the same time he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed at his nose and said, "Me? What else did I tell you?"

Ximen Chuixue said, "You also told me that the leader of Qingyi Tower is actually Huo Xiu. He did this only to seek the property of Yan Tieshan and Dugu Yihe. Shangguan Danfeng is also fake. The real princess is dead. The Shangguan Danfeng you saw is Shangguan Feiyan in disguise. She is Huo Xiu's lover."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, and Hua Manlou was also stunned.

This passage contains so much information that both of them's CPUs are about to burn out. They need a while to react and digest it slowly.

Ximen Chuixue said: "Even if I don't tell you these things, you will find out eventually."

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "But you told me everything. Is it because you are planning to go back?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Not bad."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and couldn't help touching his lips with his fingers. Originally there should be two whiskers here, but now they were shaved clean.

For the sake of the two lost whiskers, Ximen Chuxue left two bottles of potion, antidote potion.

"You'll need it."

……

Wanmei Villa was the same as before. Servants were busy sweeping the courtyard. Peach blossoms and rhododendrons all over the mountains sent bursts of elegant fragrance. The weather in April was sunny, especially in the evening. The sunset was as red as a lover's face. The setting sun was about to set and reflected in the window.

Such a beautiful scenery would never be seen in the dark world, where the sky was usually gloomy, and the wind was always filled with blood, the roars of monsters, and the miserable howls of humans.

The melodious flute sounds were softer than the spring breeze, like the lingering kiss and caress of a lover... The window was open, the breeze blew the bed curtains, and Ximen Chuxue was lying on the bed.

He would never lie in bed at this time before, but now he made an exception because he felt very tired, tired and empty.

His bed was very soft, so soft that if someone who was used to sleeping on a hard bed slept on it for a night, he would definitely feel back pain when he woke up the next day.

Lying on the bed he had not seen for a long time, Ximen Chuxue closed his eyes. Some inexplicable things inexplicably popped into his mind and appeared before his eyes like pictures.

"You clearly have me in your heart, why are you so cruel to me?"

"I think we will meet again..."

In the damp and cold cave, in the orange-red firelight, the naked graceful body was entangled like a vine, carrying a mysterious and ancient temptation.

The sweet and melodious voice seemed to linger in my ears again.

"Save me... Please, save me just once..."

Ximen Chuxue suddenly turned over and got out of bed, walked quickly to the table, and drank a large cup of warm water. Because he drank it too quickly, the water slid down from his lips and wet his collar.

He just hated why the glass of water was not cold.

The dark world is extremely cruel. He has gradually adapted to the life of carrying a sword and killing in monsters' nests every day, adapted to being surrounded by a group of people chattering, and adapted to the campfire and friends at night.

When everything returned to the starting point, he finally felt lonely, a loneliness that he had already been accustomed to but was unbearable.

When people are lonely, do they always think of some messy things? Fortunately, the system live broadcast room is still open, so I can watch it to relieve my boredom.

Ye Gucheng and Yuan Shisanxian have returned to their girlish days. The house they live in is really beautiful. Shi Potian is learning the technique of rap, Yuan Shisanxian is practicing in the cherry blossom forest, Ye Gucheng is reading in the room, and Shi Guanyin actually follows them.

After being together for such a long time, Ximen Chuxue knew too well what kind of person Shi Guanyin was. He just hoped that Ye Gucheng was okay.

At the crime scene, Lu Xiaofeng was locked in a cell with five corpses lying inside. Everyone died in a miserable way. A prison boss with a face full of flesh asked him to explain what was going on. His two teammates stood behind the prison boss, dressed as jailers. Seven or eight comments floated by, analyzing who the murderer was in a well-reasoned manner and trying to restore the modus operandi.

Having said that, Ximen Chuxue was a little unsure. Were the friends he met in the game their future selves or their selves in another world?

If it is them in the future, then if I change the future, will their memories be reset?
The thought flashed through his mind and then went out. He quickly scanned the live broadcasts. Shangguan Jinhong was leisurely walking in the deep palace courtyard, Linghu Chong was driving a mecha back into the Zerg army, artillery was attacking the city, and in the smoke, Tian Boguang was on the city wall shouting, "Take it!" He shouted seven or eight times in a row.

Hua Manlou was writing and drawing at the table with a pile of papers in front of him. Just as Ximen Chuxue was about to swipe over, a barrage of comments floated over and accurately locked onto his sight.

"I still like to read the love-hate story between Ximen Chuxue and Lu Xiaofeng. So what happened to Lu Xiaofeng in the end? He was still pregnant with Ximen Chuxue's child!"

Ximen Chuixue: "..."

If the barrage hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about Hua Manlou and his two teammates making up pornographic rumors about him. It was said that some of the plots were written in an extremely erotic way. He was busy fighting monsters before and had no time to watch it. Now that he is not busy anymore, he seems to remember that the live broadcast can be traced back?

……

Jiangnan.

The long street was shrouded in a misty drizzle. The quaint and exquisite small building was filled with flowers. A young man in an apricot shirt stood tall and slender in front of the flower stand, loosening the soil and dividing the roots for a pot of green ivy.

The horse galloped over and stopped in front of the small building.

The visitor knocked politely on the open door, and Hua Manlou simply said, "Come in." The man then walked straight in and went straight to the second floor.

The visitor had good hearing, but his lightness skill was not very good, so the stairs creaked when he stepped on them.

Hua Manlou thought so, and before anyone came up, he had already washed his hands and poured a cup of tea.

"Young Master Hua." The man bowed deeply and said, "I am a servant of Wanmei Villa. My owner asked me to come here and said he has a few questions for you to ask."

Hua Manlou was a little surprised. He was not familiar with Ximen Chuxue. The only thing they had in common was that they had a common friend named Lu Xiaofeng.

Wanmei Villa is a hundred miles away from here. Ximen Chuxue specially asked someone to pass a message to him. It must be something extremely important, and Hua Manlou had to treat it with caution.

Especially the things about the Jinpeng Dynasty a while ago. What happened later was actually predicted by Ximen Chuxue. The two bottles of antidote he left behind actually saved the lives of Sun Xiuqing and Shi Xiuxue, as if he had known that these two people would be poisoned.

"what is the problem?"

The young servant smiled strangely and said, "The owner of the manor would like to ask Mr. Hua, if a person gives his friend a bad reputation and falsely accuses him of having affairs with countless men, should his friend retaliate?"

Hua Manlou looked even more surprised.

"That depends on what kind of revenge it is."

The servant said, "Equal revenge."

Hua Manlou said: "That seems... not a bad idea."

The servant continued, "I would also like to ask you, Mr. Hua, do you believe that there are other worlds in this world, and that everything in other worlds happens in parallel with this world?"

Hua Manlou said: "I have never thought about this, but no one can prove that it exists, nor can anyone prove that it does not exist."

The servant laughed again and asked one last question.

"If the playboy in another world did something very bad, do you think you should be held responsible for it?"

Compared to the question of whether or not he should do so, Hua Manlou was more curious about why Ximen Chuxue suddenly asked him these questions?

This is undoubtedly a huge secret. Hua Manlou can be friends with Lu Xiaofeng because the two of them naturally have very similarities, such as a strong curiosity. If he doesn't know the truth, he will definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

"should."

"Very good." The servant drank the tea on the table.

"very good?"

"That's good. The answer given by Mr. Hua is exactly what our owner expects."

"Oh?"

The servant took out a thick stack of manuscripts from his bosom and smiled: "Mr. Hua, do you mind if I tell stories at your door? You can come and listen anytime. I am always good at telling stories. Of course, the manuscripts are written by the owner of the manor himself. If Mr. Hua gets angry after listening to them, please don't blame me."

(End of this chapter)