The hand holding the flashlight kept shaking, and he kept adjusting his breathing, but his chest was still tight. otbnkotgt The weirdo twisted his body on the ground for about twenty seconds and then became quiet, and there was no more movement.
Zhuzi climbed up from the ground and walked quickly to the monster.
He first pulled out my animal bone dagger, then skillfully turned the monster over and peeled off the skin where the scar was on its back.
The fat man helped me up from the ground and whispered: "Just drink some wine when we go out.
My grandpa said that when they went to war, all the new recruits had to drink wine, otherwise they would not dare to kill the enemy."
I nodded numbly, and now I feel funny every time I think about that time, but for me, those are indeed very precious memories.
Without the experience of escaping from death again and again in the past, I would not be who I am later.
One of my favorite words can be used to express it perfectly: it is the past that makes the present.
Before the short monster could catch up, the three of us ran towards the way we came.
Although there were constant roars behind us, we saw no pursuers.
Only when we climbed out of the stone slab and reached the outside of the well mouth could we finally take a breath.
I sat in the courtyard of Xuanming Temple and finally felt better.
Zhu Zi handed the dagger and the peeled skin over and said, "This scar is indeed branded, and the pattern is the same as the one I saw three years ago.
There must be a big secret underground in Xuanming Temple.
That monster is not simple. ” I nodded, took the animal bone dagger back, and checked it carefully.
Fortunately, there was no obvious damage.
The difference between animal bone daggers and metal daggers mainly lies in the brightness and sharpness.
The former is easy to consecrate, while the latter is stronger and sharper.
Of course, later on in my business, I got a dagger made from the bones of earth beasts, but that was another story.
The second time we explored Xuanming Temple, we still found nothing, but Fatty and I were a little bit happy.
Fortunately, I didn't rush in too impulsively.
If it weren't for the beads this time, we might never see the sun again.
"I will keep this piece of skin for now.
I will ask my friends when the time comes and I will give you an answer in a while.
Please take a rest during this period.
Several of my brothers are dead.
I will ask you for help when I have business in the future.
You two Use this time to practice your skills and don’t come to Xuanming Temple again.
I feel it’s too evil down there, but the nearby residents don’t seem to know that it’s strange that there is such an evil place in the suburbs of Shanghai.”
In fact, Zhuzi's idea coincides with mine.
This is Shanghai.
Even if it is a suburb, it is still a metropolis after all.
There are so many villages and township brigades around it that don't know the secrets underground of Xuanming Temple.
This is also very confusing After leaving Xuanming Temple, we helped Zhuzi settle down at the guest house.
After a few drinks, the fat man returned to Master Han’s house, while I returned to my own home.
I stayed at home for several days.
During this period, my parents helped me find a job, but I pushed them away.
During this exploration of Xuanming Temple, I deeply understood my own naivety and shortcomings.
Firstly, I don’t have the ability to defend myself.
I have never been a soldier and I have never learned martial arts.
I don’t know anything.
It’s okay to encounter an earth beast like “Fang Wei”, but if I encounter a monster like the white-faced monster, I’m afraid no one will help me.
Can only run away.
The second is that my knowledge is too narrow, and I can’t make up for my lack of experience.
But if you can’t know yourself and your enemy, how can you be victorious in every battle?
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Therefore, during the days when I stayed at home, I practiced the Wudang Five Elements Kung Fu taught by Yu Laosong while studying the strange stories in the mountains.
However, reality is not the story told by storytellers.
The Wudang Five Elements Kung Fu is definitely useful, but there are too many obscure parts in it.
There were no mobile phones at that time, and I couldn’t find Mr.
Yu when I called.
In many places, I had to rely on Guess it yourself, or ask Master Han.
On the other hand, some ghosts with no illustrations and few descriptions began to appear after the tales of mountain ghosts.
This caused great inconvenience to my understanding.
I often go to Master Han's place, and I always see a fat man wearing strange makeup, sitting in front of the altar, meditating, and muttering something from time to time.
Just a week after the third Xuanming Temple expedition, Zhuzi came to me.
He asked me to meet at a nearby teahouse, but he was not the only one who came.
"Xiaoshan, this is Lingqian, the wanderer from Yuyang.
Lingqian, this is Baxiaoshan I mentioned to you."
Coming with Zhuzi was a girl with waist-length hair, wearing a dark green corduroy coat and a pair of black round-toe shoes.
The white shirt and floral bow tie, in our words at the time, were quite fashionable and she looked like a girl from a wealthy family.
But to be able to mingle with beads, she must not be an ordinary person.
She is very good-looking.
When I first saw Ling Qian, my impression was just like someone from a movie pictorial.
The skin is smooth and white, the eyes are large with shallow dimples, and the temperament is extraordinary.
It also attracted a lot of people's attention when I walked into the tea room.
"Hello."
I hurriedly stretched out my hand to say hello.
She shook my hand, her palms were a little cold, but her smile was sweet.
"Xiaoshan, Lingqian's brother and I are old acquaintances.
Their ancestors have been bachelors, and they are from a truly scholarly family."
Brother Zhuzi introduced with a smile, but Lingqian shook his head and said: "No, I'd better introduce myself.
I am a descendant of the Yuyang Kunyu sect.
I just started teaching the year before last and am now working as a wanderer.
I have a business this time.
I wanted to ask Brother Zhuzi for help, but he recommended you to me. " I have never heard of any of the Yin followers sent by Yuyang Kunyu, it sounds like a book from heaven.
Blinking his eyes, he didn't know how to answer for a while.
Zhuzi smiled and smoothed things over for me and said: "Xiaoshan has only entered the industry not long ago.
He just learned his skills from Mr.
Yu of the Zhengyi School in Beijing.
You are his senior.
This time I hope you can take him with you."
"Oh, is it Senior Yu Faxian?
Then you are really lucky.
He is an upright senior.
I had the honor to visit him once with my master a few years ago.
I don't know what skills you learned from Senior Yu.
I also have some skills in the underworld.
It’s time.
There is an older brother in the family who is quite famous in the circle.
If you are new to the industry, it would be good to work with my brother for a living. " Her tone seemed to have changed a little, and her face seemed to have become a little cold after learning that I had not been in the industry for a long time.
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Only when I heard this did I see something interesting.
When a stranger met for the first time, he asked the other person to follow him to make a living.
His appearance as a young lady was completely exposed.
This girl's temperament is very different from her appearance.
She looks gentle and quiet on the outside, but in fact she comes from a famous family and is a descendant of the Kun Yu Sect, so she is very arrogant.
Although I am a social bastard and an unemployed vagrant, I am still a little unconvinced.
This girl spoke too hastily, and she acted condescending not long after we met, which immediately made me lose all the good impression I had on her.
To be honest, I am most annoyed by this kind of arrogant and 250-year-old guy.
New China has reformed and opened up, and it still fucking thinks that it is a superior person.
"Oh, I haven't learned any skills, and I can't be considered his disciple.
To put it bluntly, I'm just an ordinary person.
Brother Zhuzi, I have something to do here, so I'll leave first."
As the saying goes, people with different principles cannot work together.
You look down on me, and I don’t want to be looked down upon by you.
I'm too lazy to argue with women, just leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stood up, Zhuzi said with a smile: "This business is a big deal, and I can't do it without you."
I was stunned, turned around and looked at Zhuzi in confusion, and asked: "Brother, what do you mean?"
"This time I want to catch a ghost.
That ghost has been recorded in your mountain ghost story.
It's a pity that I sold the book to you.
That's why I brought Lingqian to you to join the family.
The price offered by the previous family is not low, five Thousand yuan, you can do it or not?”
I was stunned.
Five thousand is not a small number to me.
It can also support the fat man and his uncle.
People without money have no confidence.
Besides, I don’t have strong principles.
As long as it doesn’t violate my bottom line, women can tolerate it.
“How to divide it?”
I asked.
"I won't participate, you each have half.
If you agree, sign a contract and work will start tomorrow."
Zhuzi took out a piece of paper from his arms and spread it in front of me
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