I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 20 Sikong Zhaixing’s Qinggong!
"If I were you, I would never touch these drinks!"

The sudden words rang in his ears, and the familiar voice made Sikong Zhaixing tremble in fright. The moment his outstretched hand was about to touch the wine jar, he froze in mid-air and did not dare to move.

"Crack!"

He turned around with difficulty, and wherever he looked, he saw Ding Xiu, who was lying on the table and sleeping. At this moment, he had woken up, holding a wild fruit in his hand, and was eating it with relish.

"You don't have Chinese medicine?!"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Faced with Sikong Zhaixing's question, Ding Xiu munched on the wild fruit and replied with a smile: "To be precise, it's the medicine I gave you. It's not strong enough, so it's not effective on me."

"Ugh"

"I underestimated you."

Sikong Zhaixing sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that twice the amount of Qian Ri Mian would be able to defeat you. It seems that your martial arts skills are far beyond my expectations."

Ding Xiu smiled and said, "How about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

Although he was very reluctant, Sikong Zhaixing knew that at this moment, he no longer had the right to choose. Without him, just because he had been wandering around in the world for many years, this was the first time he encountered someone who could be safe and sound under his Thousand Days of Sleep. , and it’s a double portion.

Ding Xiu pointed to his carriage drive: "It's very simple. I bet on whether you can steal my wine. As long as you can steal a jar, you will win the bet. How about it?"

I have to say that this is definitely a very unfair bet, and it is also a bet that looks down upon Sikong Zhaixing. With a cart full of wine, how could Sikong Zhaixing, the world's best thief, not even have a jar? Can't steal it?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
But I never thought that instead of agreeing, Sikong Zhaixing immediately shook his head and refused without hesitation: "Let's forget it, I don't want to bet with you."

really!

As soon as he said this, Ding Xiu was curious: "Why?"

Sikong Zhaixing sighed and said: "Anyone who wants to bet will not want to win. Of course I am no exception. However, your martial arts is so high that I can't see any hope of winning. So, I think it’s better to forget about this bet.”

"what!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help laughing. He asked with a smile: "If you give up like this, don't you want the good wine in my car?"

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly had a wry smile on his face. He looked at the cart of wine and said with reluctance: "Of course I want it, but I'm not stupid. If I make a bet with you, I'm afraid not only will I not get the wine, but I will also lose to myself." You, wouldn’t I become a big fool?”

"That's such a pity."

Ding Xiu said: "Do you know who was the last person who came up with these wine ideas?"

"Who?"

"Dugu Fang!"

"Ok?"

When he first heard Ding Xiu's words, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help being shocked: "Dugu Fang? Traveling thousands of miles alone, Dugu Fang?"

"Yes."

Ding Xiu calmly said: "If there is no second Dugu Fang in this world, it should be him. Do you know where he is now?"

Sikong Zhaixing had a bad premonition, but he still asked in a low voice: "Where is he?" "The underworld!"

Ding Xiu Shiran replied: "If he moves fast enough, he might have drank Meng Po soup and been reincarnated. However, he is not a good person. He has been walking around the world for many years and has so many contaminations on his hands. I think the possibility of going to hell is greater for more lives, what do you think?"

"I"

When Sikong Zhaixing heard this, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. But fortunately, he was not an ordinary person after all, so even at this time, he could barely maintain his composure and said with a bitter look on his face: "It seems... these wines are really good." It’s untouchable, and I must pay the price for my actions.”

"Eh~~~~"

Ding Xiu corrected him: "Your words are wrong. I, Ding Xiu, am by no means a murderous person. Moreover, you have not really come across those wines. Therefore, I am still willing to give you a chance."

Sikong Zhaixing asked: "What should I pay in order to get this opportunity?"

"A light skill."

Ding Xiu said with a smile: "I have often heard that Sikong, the King of King Stealers, has unparalleled light kung fu skills in the world, so I want to borrow it for a look. I believe that Brother Sikong will not let me down if he is magnanimous."

"This"

Sikong Zhaixing frowned and hesitated in his heart. After all, the reason why he became the best thief in the world was closely related to his excellent Qinggong movement. But now, Ding Xiu asked him to hand over the special skill of pressing the bottom of the box. , how could he be willing?

but.
In this world, many times, there are many things that you don’t have to do just because you don’t want to. Just like now, people are slaves and others are fish and meat. Ding Xiu wants his Qing Gong. He can refuse to do it, but he must also bear the consequences of not doing it. The consequences will be death!
He had no doubt that Ding Xiu could kill him. He had been walking around the world for many years, and he still had this kind of vision. So, after hesitating for a few times, he said with a frustrated face: "Okay, okay, this time, I will Admit it!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and said to Ding Xiu: "Bring it here!"

"Um?!"

Ding Xiu was surprised: "What to bring?"

“Paper and pen, of course!”

Sikong Zhaixing said angrily: "Please, I am a thief. You can't expect a thief to carry pen, ink, paper and inkstone with him, right?"

"what!"

Ding Xiu replied with a chuckle and said: "I disappoint you. I don't have pen, ink, paper or inkstone, but it doesn't matter. Just recite the formula of Qinggong and Shenfa to me, and then demonstrate it to me a few times."

"you are vicious!"

Meeting such an old man, Sikong Zhaixing was convinced. Seeing that there was no way to avoid him, he had no choice but to tell him the secret of his Qing Gong. Moreover, he did not dare to move any of his hands or feet.

Because he knows very well that it is usually difficult to deceive people like Ding Xiu, and even if he is deceived now, the subsequent consequences may not be something he can bear. Therefore, instead of playing tricks, it is better to cooperate honestly.

really!

As he expected, Ding Xiu not only asked him to recite the mantra several times, but also conducted random checks. After confirming that it was correct, he asked him to demonstrate Qing Gong. However, in order to comfort him afterwards, before leaving, Ding Xiu Xiu gave him a jar of good wine.

"Ugh"

For this jar of wine, Sikong Zhaixing sacrificed his Qinggong skills. He couldn't help sighing, and then he cursed in anger: "This damn Ding Xiu is even more hateful than Lu Xiaoji. What the hell are you doing?" I'm waiting. Sooner or later, I, Sikong Zhaixing, will definitely get this place back."

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