I have never seen a person who reacts so quickly. Of course, the main reason is that I have little practical experience. Since growing up, apart from a fight with an elementary school classmate because he was rushing to buy half a piece of plasticine in his memory, he had hardly interacted with anyone.
Real training with Lien Dao is just a special case. Although he is heavy, he is measured at any rate, and I also know that I will not die. But now it is different. As long as the reaction is a little slower, it is very likely that even the intestines will be divided into pieces.
At the moment that man's knife almost pierced my stomach, a little golden light gushed out of my hand. The golden power was not much, and it could only be turned into a small group of hard armor pieces. I used it to block the knife, but the other party took advantage of the momentum to lift up, and a tingling sensation came from my chest. You don't need to look at it to know that a big cut has been made in the chest.
Fortunately, when blocking the opponent, I had retreated slightly, otherwise, the knife would not only slash my skin and flesh, but would very likely break my stomach.
I was frightened in a cold sweat. I wanted to go back, but I hit an obstacle on my heel, and then I remembered that Ah San was behind.
There is no way to retreat, only to fight.
It's a pity that I couldn't beat the opponent. Fortunately, the monk Zhiming jumped over in time and blocked the opponent's knife with the stick, otherwise I would be dead.
This battle has only been a few blinks so far, but I have been wandering on the line of life and death several times. It can be described as extremely thrilling.
Monk Jue Ming's Zen stick is nothing fancy, like a random dance, but it can often sweep away the opponent's knife accurately. He has no intention of killing or hurting people, only defending.
A monk who has almost become an Arhat can be described as dripping when he is fully defending. Even if the other two double-teamed, they couldn't break through the Buddhist monk Jueming's stick for a while.
I took the opportunity to take a few breaths, and used some Mu Xing power to recover from the injury. I don't know whether the knife is poisonous or not, which makes people feel like flesh and blood. This is Xiangxi, the sacred place of Miaojiang Witch Gu. The existence of Gu worms on the weapons of those people is not a strange thing. Fortunately, the power of Muxing and the Qi of Ascension were operating at the same time, and the tingling sensation in the flesh and blood quickly disappeared, which made me somewhat relieved.
The four opponents couldn't take it for a long time, and the Miao people outside were a little unbearable. If the house was not too small for so many people to enter, they would definitely rush to chop us into dumpling fillings.
But even so, I am still very worried. After all, the Miao people are standing in front of him, but secretly, there is the witch Gu that is difficult to guard against. Gu worms have no traces, just find a crack in the window to crawl in. Although Monk Jueming can detect the breath of Gu worms, it is hard to say whether he can protect us well.
After all, this place has penetrated into the border of Miao, and there are countless Gu Ladies. If you come by dozens of people, Gu worms can crush us to death.
I know I can't fight anymore. Although the two sides are fighting non-stop, they haven't killed anyone yet. If someone really died, then the matter would be irreversible.
I then withdrew half a step, blocking Ah San with my body, and then said to the four people: "This is a pure misunderstanding of you. We didn't kill Lord Lordan at all. There was someone else who killed him. We know the origin of each other. "
The one who fought the bronze armor corpse sneered and said, "Of course you know."
As a corpse of bronze armor, Ah Da is surprisingly powerful, and his movements are surprisingly fast. It's just that the two of them were very careful, only entangled, not greedy for merit, so that although they had the upper hand, they did not get any substantive results.
Although I know that the other party certainly does not believe what I said, I still have to bite the bullet and explain: "That thing comes from a mysterious organization, not only in your place, but also in other places. It will evolve, and it can eat human bodies to speed up this. Process. Lord Lordan was eaten by it, and it has nothing to do with us."
"When I kill you, you have nothing to do with me." Another person said coldly.
I was so angry, why these people don't listen to persuasion, can't they believe me once? But if you think about it, people really don't have a reason to believe me.
The words of Old Secretary Luodan before his death was a dirty basin of footwashing water, which directly showered us from head to toe. I glanced at the half of the body in the coffin. Although I admired the old man's character in my heart, I still couldn't help cursing in secret. I was dead, so why left a word to harm others.
As the saying goes, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
As soon as I remembered about Gu Po, I saw Monk Jueming raising the stick in his hand, and lightly pausing on the ground. The invisible fluctuations instantly dissipated, and dozens of strands of green smoke floated from the sky. Smelling the stench, my face changed slightly, and gold power quickly released, wrapping me and Asan in it.
As soon as Jin Li took shape, I heard crackling crashes. In an instant, I don't know how many bugs hit it.
Although Gu worms are worms, their main attack method is the insidious Gu technique. In a sense, Gu worm itself is a spell.
Although Jin Li can shred Gu worm's body, it is also continuously consumed at the same time. I don't have much gold power that I can control. At this moment, feeling the rapid loss of power, I can't help but feel extremely anxious.
"A good explanation, why is it so cruel!" Monk Jueming was also a little angry. He didn't kill many Gu worms with the stick just now. At this moment, only a black cloud suddenly rose up around him, surrounding him.
That black cloud is the physical manifestation of the gathering of Gu worm's breath. Ordinary people who fall into it are afraid that they will be melted into blood in the blink of an eye.
Monk Jueming was very impatient. He lifted the stick in his hand and said aloud a Buddha's name. Suddenly, I felt an extremely large power fluctuation from him.
As seen by the naked eye, a golden light faintly radiated from his body.
The light was very bright, but it was different from Jinli. If Jin Li is a sharp knife, then Jue Ming monk's golden light is the warm sun.
I don't know if it is an illusion. Standing behind the monk Jueming, I vaguely saw a phantom of a big Buddha rising behind him.
The Buddha sat under the tree with a flower in his hand, and Buddha's light appeared on the tree in the flower.
It's just that this Buddha image is very illusory and vague. Before I could see it clearly, I heard a shout from outside: "The Miao King has orders, retreat!"
The four people originally rushed around, like tigers about to eat people, but after the shouts from outside, they did not hesitate to back up one after another and left the fighting range. Although he held a knife in his hand and looked at us with cold eyes, there was no sign of another attack.
Monk Jueming paused slightly, and the Buddha shadow behind him also disappeared. I suddenly felt sorry, and always felt that I had missed a rare scene.
At this time, a thin man came in from outside. He is carrying a long bow, with a quiver tied around his waist, and the slightly tight clothes make him look neat. This person took a look at us after entering the house, and looked at Asan emphatically, and then said to the four people next to him: "Old Secretary Nador is here, go and meet him."
There was a slight surprise in the eyes of the four of them, and they nodded immediately, without looking at us, turned around and left the house. The person who entered the room looked at us, although there was no obvious hostility, but there was no good face, and said: "Old Secretary Nardo wants to talk to you, please come out, don't disturb the peace of Old Secretary Rodin."
I was very surprised, I don't understand why Miao Wang ordered to stop. Come to think of it, maybe it has something to do with the Naduo Lao Si in their mouth.
They were quite polite. Although I was slashed before, I had already planned to reconcile in my heart, so naturally I wouldn't say much. Turning around, he helped A San who was crying into mud, and then called to Monk Jueming to hold the baby corpse that had not yet awakened, and then walked out of the house with the bronze armored corpse Ada.
Seven or eight Miao people passed by, and the resentment in their eyes was obvious. Although they didn't do anything, their eyes almost killed people. The first thing I saw when they entered the house was to close the coffin of Lord Rodin, and immediately understood that they must be irritating that we treated a dead elder in this way.
Speaking of it, Ah San's act of letting the bronze-clad corpse open the coffin lid for an autopsy was indeed a bit wrong. But if we didn't take a look in person at the time, we couldn't be sure of the truth. Therefore, I was silent, letting the surrounding Miao people cast their angry gazes.
Ah San cried for too long, and his body was soft like cooked noodles. He said he was holding her, but actually he was holding her and dragging her. It's just that it's a rare enjoyment to hug her soft waist, and I enjoy it too.
Monk Jueming had just had a fight with somebody, and he almost got real, but at this moment, he looked like an okay person, his face was calm, and he couldn't see a trace of anger. His calmness and composure are no worse than Lian Dao, of course, this is mainly because he is a monk.
The precepts in the Buddhist scriptures, the most talked about is to avoid anger.
However, I don't see that Monk Jue Ming is like a person who completely obeys Buddhism's precepts. The reason why he had a phantom Buddha behind him was because he was beaten up with a little anger. If it weren't for the other party to withdraw early, it would really be impossible to say what would happen.
For some reason, I suddenly remembered that when I was in Zhangjiachong, Monk Jueming once said to those people that he was in a bad mood and didn't want to do anything.
It stands to reason that only when you are in a bad mood you want to hit someone, but this great monk's words are completely reversed.
Could it be that when he is angry, he is the most powerful
Let me smash my mouth. If this is the case, someday I will encounter this kind of scene again, and I will call him bloody and anger him half to death. But this is just to think about it, if you really do that, the great monk will definitely turn around and leave.
Not a few steps out of the house, we saw the previous four people, along with many Miao people, saluting an old man.
The old man was dressed plainly, and looked no different from the Miao people around him. The only difference was that he was wearing a ruler-length knife around his waist.
The knife has a sheath, and both the handle and the sheath are inlaid with many precious stones, which looks more gorgeous than the knives of the previous four.
My first reaction was that the Miao people are really rich, so many gems can be sold out in a few lifetimes? (End of this chapter)