Xiao Yi opened his eyes with difficulty. His mind was still in chaos. There were figures in front of him, and in his ears there was the sound of whistling in the air and laughter. After a while, the little girl remembered the situation before coma. Huo jumped up. www、QuAnBen-XIaoShuo、cOm
It was already daylight, and Wen Leyang was right in front of him, dancing and fisting.
Xiao Yi couldn't believe his eyes. After staring for a long time, he finally exclaimed and fell to the ground. Wen Leyang's eyes were closed tightly, with a weird smile on his face.
"Ouch!" Two screams came to mind at the same time. Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan were like two koalas hugging each other tightly, each tilting their heads and looking at Xiao Yi with horrified expressions: "It's a fake corpse!"
Wen Leyang's body went limp and he fell to the ground weakly. Only then did Xiao Yi notice that his body was densely covered with thin red vines tied around every joint. This kind of red vine is a specialty of Jiuding Mountain. It is about the same thickness as a ballpoint pen refill, but is extremely tough. Two The strong young man tried his best and kept tearing.
Wen Shisan's face turned pale, he hugged his brother and asked in a low voice: "What... what should I do, black dog blood or paper money?"
Wen Jiu was also frightened like him: "There are no black dogs in this mountain. Black... can a black dog be a bear?"
Wen Xiaoyi ran to Wen Leyang first, checked whether he was still breathing, and then felt a little more at ease. He stared at the two silly uncles and asked, "What's going on?"
The two fools screamed at the same time and knelt on the ground together, with sorrow on their faces: "This is a wrong punch, please spare us."
Xiao Yi was so frightened that he quickly knelt down: "Don't... what are you doing!"
The two silly uncles moved their knees together with sad faces, trying to avoid the direction where the little girl was kneeling: "Before you die, you want to see Wen Leyang perform a wrong punch. If you don't do this, you won't comply if he does a wrong punch."
The little girl didn't dare to accept the gift from the two elders, so she hurriedly moved her knees to adjust her direction: "Could Wen Leyang hit the wrong punch? Is it really the wrong punch?"
"It's a real wrong punch, we two brothers studied it for two days!"
The three people chased each other and knelt around for several times. The little girl felt dizzy and weak. She didn't even know she had been in a coma for almost three days. She couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with an ouch. She still couldn't believe it. asked: "Really?"
When the two silly uncles saw the little girl falling, they both showed a look of disappointment. They seemed to think it was fun to kneel and spin in circles like this. Wen Jiu jumped up first: "We're going to show you... you old man, watch! Laoba, come on !" After saying that, he ran behind the tree. The long vines tied to Wen Leyang's body were wrapped around a very thick branch behind the tree. Wen Jiu pulled the long vines hard, and Wen Leyang stood up with crooked hands and feet.
Wen Shisan agreed, jumped up, and stood side by side next to Wen Leyang, shouting: "One, two, three, start!" Then he punched out.
Wen Jiu immediately started to work, like a big monkey, jumping back and forth among countless long vines. One hand firmly grasped the most critical vines, and the other hand quickly moved among other vines. Pulling quickly, so fast that you can barely see the movement.
Wen Leyang immediately started moving, dancing, fisting, kicking, and making sounds, which was consistent with the movements of Wen Shisan beside him. However, occasionally, there would be some deviations in his movements. At this time, Wen Shisan would shout: "Quickly write this down." Quickly take note, something is wrong here.”
Wen Jiu hurriedly agreed: "Don't say anything if it's wrong, she won't be able to tell."
Wen Shisan followed up and punched for a while, and couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped back behind the big tree and said, "Let's come together and I'll play for a while." The two brothers laughed and looked at the dragging Fujiko, and Wen Leyang made a move. Much faster.
The little girl's eyes almost popped out of her eyes: "How did you do it!"
Wen Jiu saw that his own stunt had even subdued ghosts. He forgot about his fear for a moment, pushed the vine in his hand into the stupid brother's hand, jumped up to Xiao Yi and said proudly: "You don't understand this, we two brothers used to I've played with this before!" He said and pulled off his shirt.
Xiao Yi was taken aback. There were deep and shallow scars everywhere on Wen Jiu's body.
While Wen Shisan was busy, he stuck his head out and said with a smile: "I have it too. Winter in the mountains is not fun, so we play puppets. Sometimes he is the puppet, and sometimes I am the puppet."
These two silly uncles are illiterate and have naive and bright ideas in their minds. However, they are extremely talented in martial arts. I am afraid they are not far behind the warm and spicy guy back then. It is a pity that they were born in the Wen family, which relies on thaumaturgy. A family whose main focus is martial arts cannot refine a poison recipe suitable for them, and it will be difficult for them to break through in terms of skill. If they were born in a big sect that relies on martial arts, they are likely to achieve world-class martial arts.
The two of them have been running around in the mountains for more than ten or twenty years. When they are bored, they like to play with puppets. I don’t know which of the two has a sudden idea to use themselves as puppets. The two brothers have studied together for a long time and tried it on themselves. After countless experiments, they found out the key to the movement of the whole body's joints, and actually tested the method of using a living person as a puppet. The scars on the two brothers' bodies were left when they were trying to figure out the puppet show.
Only a fool can endure the pain and develop such a scary thing just for fun.
Even their uncle Wen Tunhai didn't know what the two brothers were capable of.
Wen Xiaoyi walked up to Wen Leyang with trembling steps. When he looked carefully, he found that some of the vines only bound the joints, while others penetrated Wen Leyang's body thinly, and some blood stains were solidified on the upper part.
A lot of the iron sand on Wen Leyang's body had been removed by the two stupid uncles, but some of the iron sand was still left in the wounds near the joints.
Wen Jiu came over and carefully explained: "These wounds are close to the joints. If we operate to remove the iron sand, we will not be able to skewer the Fujiko."
Although I don’t know if the suicide technique left by Wen Lazi can finally save Wen Leyang’s life, at least for Xiao Yi, there is finally a glimmer of hope. The little girl’s long eyelashes kept trembling, and finally wow With a cry, he hugged Wen Jiu and cried in his arms.
Wen Jiu didn't dare to use any strength in his body. He looked down at Xiao Yi feebly, and tremblingly discussed with her: "If you eat me, please spare my brother."
Thirteen also ran out crying: "Eat me, spare my brother."
Wen Leyang lost control, spun around in half a circle, and fell to the ground with a thud...
Xiao Yi tried his best to convince the two brothers that he was a human and not a ghost. After another two days of rest, he gradually regained his energy. She originally wanted to take the three of them back to the red leaf forest, but she didn't expect that just a few days later, flourishing red leaves would grow again on the branches that had been hanging in the heavy rain. Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan were not from the shop. People, rashly entering the red leaf forest might be immediately banned, so in the end they had to give up and build a few simple sheds in the woods next to the red leaf forest.
Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan worked hard every day to make Wen Leyang very popular. Xiao Yi would occasionally go back to the red leaf forest to take a look. Otherwise, he stayed by their side all day long and was responsible for cooking for them. , the two silly uncles who ate it were beaming every day.
Later, the two brothers had a sudden idea to put a string of vines on Wen Leyang's face so that he and the others could sit and eat together. If Xiao Yi hadn't worked hard, Wen Leyang would have been disfigured.
In more than ten days, the remaining iron sand on Wen Leyang's body was slowly squeezed out by his flesh. The large and small wounds on his body also slowly healed, and the gray poisonous line gradually became lighter, like a mark of ice and snow. It's slowly melting. When Xiao Yi saw that Wen Lazi's method was actually effective, he would wake up laughing in his dreams. The Buddha lampworm has been following Xiao Yi. Every time Xiao Yi laughs in the middle of the night, it will get up, shake its head and look around.
Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan got bored after playing with puppets for a long time. If Xiao Yi hadn't tempted them with delicious food, the two brothers would have run away long ago. Of course, they were not idle either, and came up with new things. One person controlled the puppet Wen Leyang, and the other person fought against the puppet. It was okay at the beginning, but after a month, the person who went up to fight would retreat in defeat with a grin on his face and screamed: "This kid's body is too strong. It hurts so much to hit someone."
The wear of the vines is also getting faster and faster. At first, it took more than ten days to wear out and needed to be replaced. Gradually, it had to be replaced every three or four days, especially the long vines that needed to be pierced into the body. Later, it became difficult to pierce with a steel awl. enter.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the mountains went from deep summer to early winter. The fourth master never came back since he left the red leaf forest last time. Not even a group of masters with a dead reputation came back. Xiao Yi was worried, while the other people in the workshop still lived expressionlessly.
The hundred-day period when Gui Yiguo hangs his head is finally approaching. The poisonous threads on Wen Leyang's body have long since disappeared. The wounds caused by the poisonous insects and gunpowder have not left any traces at all, except for the place on the cheek where the fragments of the incense cauldron were scratched. , the wound flew diagonally from the cheekbone to the corner of the eyebrow, leaving a red scar.
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