This bastard came closer step by step and said something, but I didn't hear it. I just watched him move one meter closer to me, then another meter, and now he was only more than half a meter away from me.
Move out!
I yelled to myself in my heart, and quickly threw myself forward, grabbing his feet with both hands. This bastard would never have thought that I could stay awake after being spun so fast for so long. Even though he jumped up in a hurry, I still grabbed his ankles and pulled him to the ground.
He fell to the ground with a thud. Even an iron man couldn't stand such a fall. He groaned and struggled to get up. I thought to myself, your feet are firmly held by me. If you run away, I will take your surname.
But something unexpected happened, I have to change my surname!
He kicked hard, and I was pulling back hard, but suddenly I felt that I was pulling nothing, and with my own pulling force, I was thrown backwards and almost broke my neck. I was so angry that I pulled off his shoes. I quickly turned over and sat up, and I saw that I had two 30-centimeter-long stilts in my hands!
They are the kind of wooden poles used for folk stilt walking. During the Chinese New Year, each township will send out a cultural performance team, which will include stilt walking.
I said no wonder this person is so thin and tall, and makes a sound like wood treading on the ground when he walks, and his upper and lower body are particularly uncoordinated. It turns out that he has this thing tied to his legs, which almost made me angry.
Looking at the bastard again, he had rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his legs, and his whole body was quite short, which immediately reminded me of someone.
"Zhao Chengshi!"
He shuddered, then took off the black scarf, revealing a simple and honest old face. Damn it, it’s really him, the more I look at him, the more he looks like a fucking traitor!
He was really a traitor who looked like a loyal person. He deceived my buddies and didn't think he was faking his death. It's not my fault. I went to his house to mourn and didn't see the body. How could I know he was faking his death? At that time, the evil sect was killing the righteous sect crazily. Except for Old Yan and Lu Fei, all the eight great families in the provincial capital were killed. What reason did I have not to believe that he was not dead
"You didn't expect it was me?" the old grandson asked with a sullen face.
I sighed and said, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but I don't think it's necessary to waste time on a dead person." In fact, after Dead Rat told me that our Xi family has never had any successors from outside the sect, I have really thought about this matter.
"I am not actually a descendant of your Xi family's outer sect..."
"I already knew this, you didn't need me to tell you. Now think about it, you were the one doing the Five Ghosts Moving in Shanxi, right?" I looked up and stared at him.
"Yes, I know you are very smart. Once you find a clue, you can dig up someone's ancestral grave. So in Shanxi, I never dared to meet you face to face. Later, after I faked my death, I kept walking on stilts to prevent you from guessing who I am." A helpless smile appeared on the old grandson's face.
I slowly stood up from the ground and said, "Why bother? Even if I guessed who you were, wouldn't things have developed to this point?"
He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, you are too smart. If you guess it's me, you can attack me based on my weakness."
I snorted and said, "What you're really afraid of is that if your identity is guessed, it will implicate your wife and children. Because Shen Bing is a traitor, she can use police force to force you out. Right?"