Just when Zhao Youliang was about to stimulate the fat lama and then take the opportunity to blackmail him for medical expenses, several more uninvited guests came to the barbecue restaurant.
It was the "skinhead" who was accidentally tricked by Zhao Youliang and was exterminated.
But this time, the leader of the new group is not bald.
Instead, she was an old woman with green hair and fine scales on her face.
The most frightening thing is her eyes, which are light green, vertical pupils, cold and emotionless.
If this old woman wasn't so ugly, she would look like the monster Medusa in foreign mythology.
The old woman walked straight to Zhao Youliang, leaning on a snake-head crutch. She stared at him expressionlessly for a while before speaking.
While speaking, Zhao Youliang was shocked to find that even her tongue was forked.
"The poison has descended into the thirteen gates, and the snake runner has met the mage."
Because Nanyang Jiangtou Master always mistakenly believed that Zhao Youliang was a hidden master, the old woman was very polite to him.
If the other party is polite, Zhao Youliang will naturally not mess around.
And with his current knowledge, he already knew that the other party was not a gangster, but a mysterious master.
He quickly stood up with a smile to greet him, and at the same time pulled the fat lama away from him and to the side with a look of disgust.
"You are not a mage, you are too polite."
"Are you tired from coming all the way? Sit down and rest for a while."
"Well, sister, Brother Zhao, you two can go back if you have nothing to do. I'll chat with these friends."
Zhao Youliang understood that the visitor was evil, so he wanted to keep Mrs. Yingchun and policeman Xiao Zhao away to prevent them from being affected.
However, Zhao Youliang ignored one thing: both Mrs. Yingchun and the policeman Xiao Zhao are very emotional.
They also saw that the fat lama and the strange-looking old woman were not ordinary people, so they were even more worried about letting Zhao Youliang stay by himself.
After looking at each other, Mrs. Yingchun pretended to be nonchalant and spoke.
"Quantum, what you said is wrong!"
"Your friend is coming to our store. You can't have an empty stomach... In this way, I won't disturb you guys from talking about business and go to the back to grill you guys."
"You guys chat slowly and have some drinks together later."
After Mrs. Yingchun finished speaking, Xiao Zhao followed closely and said, "I'll go help."
While speaking, Xiao Zhao also intentionally or unintentionally revealed the gun on his waist, and his threatening tone was clear.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Youliang was moved and smiled bitterly to himself: Brother Zhao, these people are not afraid of the police or guns.
Ordinary bullets like yours can't kill them at all.
Compared with Sister Yingchun and policeman Xiao Li, Guo Zhengde and his group are much more "real".
He took the initiative to speak to the big fat lama: "Master, I leave everything to you."
"Ordinary people like us can't help, so we should go back!"
"Don't worry, the offerings I promised you will be exactly what I promised you when things are done!"
The big fat lama is obviously a hothead, or a violent person.
He waved his hand to Guo Zhengde, signaling them to get out of here.
Then he slammed the half-eaten leg of lamb on the table and yelled at Zhao Youliang.
"You brat, if you don't want to die, you'd better return the prayer wheel and human skin drum to me as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, I will turn you into a ghost slave and enslave you day and night!"
As the big lama spoke, he stretched out his hand full of grease and grabbed Zhao Youliang's chest.
Although Zhao Youliang is only a half-baked practitioner, he has been living on the streets since he was a child and has rich experience in fighting.
Seeing the other party grabbing his collar, he subconsciously took out a lighter and burned it - the pure gold lighter.
This is also one of the "practical experiences" that Zhao Youliang summed up after being bullied and beaten by others for a long time when he was a child.
If you are not strong enough to bully you, you can only use "weapons", among which lighters are the most convenient and practical.
The same is true in real life: when a bad guy strangles us from behind, don't hesitate to take out a lighter and burn his arm.
Believe me, this trick is more effective than any other fighting technique!
The big fat lama never expected that Zhao Youliang would use such a dirty move. To say the least, even if he thought about the move, he would never have imagined that there would be such a terrifying lighter in the world.
As he screamed, his entire arm was instantly ignited, like a torch soaked in gasoline.
"Ah!" The fat lama staggered back under the severe pain, and then punched his stomach with his other hand.
"Ugh!" A large area of dark green, foul-smelling unknown liquid spurted out, all of it spraying on the burning arm.
The flames instantly dimmed with the sound of "sizzling". The great lama took the opportunity to take off the "red cloth" he was wearing and wrapped his injured arm tightly.
Upon closer inspection, the "red cloth" is actually engraved with mysterious scriptures.
Apparently it is also a rare treasure.
The flames were completely extinguished under the "red cloth", and only the burnt smell continued to come out.
How could a lama who had suffered such a heavy loss give up and immediately formed the "Vajra Seal of Concentration" with one hand and recited the six-syllable mantra rapidly in his mouth.
"Om mani bei me hum!"
Under the dual blessing of curses and seals, the Fat Lama's huge fist immediately hit Zhao Youliang's chest like a war hammer.
At this critical moment, what was unexpected was that the snake-like old woman suddenly took action.
Instead of attacking Zhao Youliang, he raised his snake-shaped crutch to meet the great lama's fist.
"Master, you and I are just guests here, how can we be rude to the host?"
When the humble crutch fell into the lama's eyes, a black and white cobra appeared, and it screamed and bit his fist.
The big lama was shocked and angry when he saw this, and quickly withdrew his attack.
The old woman was not aggressive and took back her crutch.
The fat lama was furious: "Master Jiangtou, what do you mean?!"
The old woman sneered and ignored the big lama who was so angry that his fat body was trembling. Instead, she turned to look at Zhao Youliang.
"We, the Thirteen Gu Jiang Sects, are here with enough sincerity and hope to have a good talk with the mage."
"As long as you are willing to return the Seven Miserable Stones, the killing of many of our disciples and elders will be written off."
"Besides that, there are also generous gifts!"
While she was talking, the skinhead who came with the old woman had already carried out a mahogany box and placed it on the ground.
Although he didn't know what was inside, Zhao Youliang had realized that this gift would definitely not be too light.
At the same time, Zhao Youliang was also secretly wondering: Seven Miserable Stones? Isn't it the one that the corpse hunter went to the grave to find?
When did I steal the seven miserable stones from the skinheads? I'll just say a few words to them, okay? !
Also, why are they so polite to me? They don't look like civilized and polite people...
Explanation of words outside the book, Guchya Samāia vaira: Guchya Samāia vaira in Sanskrit, also known as "Guhya Samāia vaira".
One of the five deities of Tibetan Tantric practice and visualization, it was inherited by the translator Marpa and is also the patron saint of Tsongkhapa, the founder of the Gelug Sect.
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