The tip of the chopsticks is red, which means there is blood on the tips of the chopsticks. This nickname has two meanings. One is to imply Zhu Xiaowan's business, and the other is to refer to the weapons she uses.
This woman... used chopsticks to kill people.
Some people may think that chopsticks are not weapons at all. Even if they are used reluctantly, they are still very inefficient weapons.
This idea is correct, but there is a premise - this is the understanding of modern people in our universe.
In a world without "internal force", swords, daggers, spears, fist blades, samurai swords, crossbows, etc., these are the cold weapons that can be used with high efficiency in various situations and distances. It is the crystallization of human murder techniques that have been tested in countless actual combats.
But in this martial arts world where internal power exists, we can no longer judge "what is a good weapon and what is bad" based on that set of logic.
Here, whether it is chopsticks or spoons, even cart wheels, pillows, hairpins...as long as you have the appropriate martial arts to display them, they can all be used as weapons to kill people.
Zhu Xiaowan is a woman who is very good at using chopsticks. The skills in her hands are based on three years of soft boxing, five years of iron sand palm training, and four years of finger skills... After all these are integrated, She chose chopsticks as a weapon and has been practicing it until now.
Even if a pair of ordinary wooden chopsticks were in her hands, she could easily "clip" the opponent's clothes and flesh, or peck out the enemy's eyeballs with precision; not to mention...she always carried them with her Carrying a pair of special "iron chopsticks", once she uses these chopsticks, she can hold swords, guns and sticks, not to mention flesh and blood.
It can be said that although Zhu Xiaowan's chopstick skills are not as powerful as the "Lingxi Finger" we are familiar with, it is more than enough to deal with those second- and third-rate figures in the world.
Yes, when I talk about "second- and third-rate figures", I naturally include Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai. After all, their martial arts are still far from the first-class masters, not to mention that the first-class masters in the world cannot use feces and urine to escape...
Let's say that after the two of them slipped out of the wine shop, they jogged all the way to a toilet behind the forest more than ten meters away.
The toilets in those days, that is, "public toilets", were also divided into grades...
It is better to use stone bricks for the floor, bricks and wood for the walls, doors, roofs, and movable windows. Some will also leave a horizontal gap at the top of the wooden wall for ventilation; in addition, squatting position Toilet chips (that is, wood chips or bamboo chips) will be prepared for you next to the toilet. Things like coarse paper will not appear in public toilets. Only rich people can afford them. As for silk, this grade must be from the palace. used).
The worse thing is to build a thatched shack above the manure pit. There are no wall panels between the squatting positions, just thatch. The only difference between this and the solution in the wild is that the surroundings and the top of the head are slightly blocked.
There is no doubt that the toilet next to the wine shop in the forest must be a relatively poor one. At that time, there was no talk about toilet deodorants. Even if there were similar incense, it was impossible to use it in a place of this quality. Even if you wanted to use it... what kind of incense could cover up the smell of the cesspit?
Therefore, the toilet and the wine shop must be built separately, otherwise the smell will be unbearable when the wind blows in summer.
Sun Yixie and Huang Donglai went to such a place specifically, hiding in two squats in the latrine, talking quietly amidst the stench... From a certain point of view, this was really safe, and they were not afraid of eavesdropping.
"Brother Huang, you know this store..." Sun Yixie pinched his nose, his voice a little buzzy.
"I've seen it all..." Huang Donglai's voice was normal. It seemed that he had a stronger tolerance to the smell. "The antidote is in the boss's nails."
"Then when we go back later, is there any way to deal with them without losing any blood?" Sun Yixie said.
"Ha..." Huang Donglai said with a smile, "Brother Sun, you usually have so many ideas, but now you ask about me?" He knew Sun Yixie very well, and he knew the underlying meaning as soon as the other person spoke, "Don't Just pretend, the moment you said the words 'A weapon without a bloody edge' I knew that you had actually thought of a countermeasure, but you wanted to induce me to say it myself, right?"
"Ha..." Sun Yixie also smiled and continued to act stupid, "Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"
"Oh, forget it." Huang Dong said, passing something through the gap in the toilet partition, "Take it, hold it in your mouth for a while, and let the wine stay in your mouth for a while while drinking. If you swallow it for a few seconds, the medicine will be ineffective."
Sun Yixie took the object and looked at it in his hand: it was a small metallic bead, about the size of a tooth, and it was not difficult to hide it in his mouth.
"What is this?" Sun Yixie wanted to ask clearly before putting the thing in his mouth.
"This is a good thing. It is a poison-repellent bead developed exclusively by my Huangmen. Before my trip this time, my father specially asked me to bring one in case of emergency." Huang Dong replied, "Oh, by the way, you But be careful not to swallow it. This stuff is not easy to digest. If you swallow it, you will have to vomit it down your throat, otherwise it will cause stomach perforation over time."
"Oh~" Sun Yixie's expression changed at that time. Fortunately, Huang Donglai reminded him, otherwise he might have been careless. But two seconds later, he suddenly thought of something again and said, "Eh? Swallowed it." How do you know the consequences so clearly? It seems that your Huang family has done a lot of unethical scientific experiments on living people."
"Mao!" Huang Donglai denied, "Those are all treacherous and evil people. It's easy to kill them directly and let them do some toxicology experiments before they die and make some contributions to society? What's wrong with that? This is called making the best use of everything. Is it useful?"
"Okay, okay, Brother Huang can do it." Sun Yixie continued, "Hey, you gave me the beads, what do you do with yourself?"
"I'm fine." Huang Donglai said, "When I took a look and smelled it just now, I saw that the color of the wine was muddy yellow, and the aroma of the wine was mixed with a bitter and spicy taste. I knew that they were giving something like sweat medicine, and the medicine was not very powerful. It's strong, but the extraction is not pure; I think... this shop is used to killing people immediately after turning them upside down, so it doesn't need to have a long-lasting effect, it just needs to be able to temporarily make people lose their ability to resist." He said this. , paused, "Huh... Even if there are no poison-avoiding beads, I am immune to such a level of medicine, so don't worry."
"Oh?" Sun Yixie asked suspiciously, "Did you gain the super power of being immune to all poisons after traveling through time?"
"How is that possible?" Huang Donglai said, "It's just because I was born in Huangmen and have received a lot of systematic training and physical transformation since I was a child, so there are many things that are better than ordinary people; for example, my sense of smell, even if it is masked by the smell of strong liquor , I can also smell the subtle smell of Mongolian sweat medicine, which is the result of training...The other is poison resistance. Since I was a child, I have been taking various anti-toxic medicines secretly prepared by Huangmen, while ingesting various trace amounts of toxins and hyoscyamine. It’s something like this, so over time, my body will become immune to those poisons and sweat medicines that are not very strong, and even if I am poisoned by strong poisons, I can withstand it longer than ordinary people.”
"Where HODO~" Brother Sun nodded again, pretending to understand, and said something in Japanese; then, he changed the subject and said, "In that case, it's easy, we'll go over for a drink later. After that, just pretend to be unconscious, wait until they lower their guard, you deal with the man, and I'll deal with the woman."
"Brother Sun... that woman's martial arts skills are much higher than that of the man. I may not even be able to beat her." Huang Donglai reminded.
"Why are you panicking?" Sun Yixi said, "I have lime powder."
"You spend all day doing lime powder, touching your vagina and legs, piercing your eyes, and stepping on your toes... If you keep doing this, aren't you afraid that one day the matter will get out and you will be embarrassed?" Huang Donglai said.
"What are you doing?" Sun Yixie said angrily, "Isn't it enough if you can win? What kind of morals are you talking about with these evil demons?"
"Oh, okay." Huang Donglai sighed, "I won't argue with you about that." He paused for half a second and then continued, "Actually, I have a better way - I'll go back in a while and poison him. "
"Oh? You could still poison her under her nose?" Sun Yixie said.
"Nonsense!" Huang Donglai said, "The Yellow Clan's three skills are fake? Poisoning is my special skill, right? A man who runs a black shop dares to poison me like the Huang Clan?"
"Okay! As expected of Brother Huang." Sun Yixie said, stood up and prepared to go out; because he didn't really want to go to the toilet, so he just squatted and didn't take off his pants. There was no need to wipe anything, "It's not too late, let's go back quickly, they will become suspicious if it doesn't take long."
Unexpectedly, Huang Donglai replied: "Wait, let me wipe it."
"What the fuck?" Sun Yixie was immediately shocked, "Brother Huang, are you really pulling?"
"Damn it, are you here? I'll take care of it by the way." Huang Donglai responded confidently.
At this moment, Sun Yixie instinctively moved his eyes to the poison-proof bead in his hand: "Huang! Qin Shi Huang! Tell me, did you touch anything unclean before you gave me the bead?" s things?"
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When Sun and Huang returned to the wine shop, Huang Donglai had an expression on his face as if he had taken off a burden, while Sun Yixie had an expression on his face as if he had eaten shit.
Obviously, Brother Sun still had the poison-avoiding pearl in his mouth after all.
After the two sat down, Zhu Xiaowan immediately offered them another drink with a charming smile on her face.
By this time, both of them had decided on their plan, so it didn't matter anymore and they just drank.
If you don’t pour it down immediately after the first drink, it would be too fake. Although the Mongolian sweat medicine is very effective when placed in wine, it takes time to take effect and is related to the amount.
Therefore, under the boss's wife's persuasion, the two drank a few more rounds, and then they pretended to be groggy and lay down on the table one after another without moving.
Seeing this, Zhu Xiaowan sneered, pushed out of her seat, stood up, turned to the kitchen and said, "The ones at home are out working."
His husband, the cook, heard the sound and quickly poked his head out of the back kitchen. When he saw that both of them had "collapsed", he stepped out.
Naturally, they would not kill people in drinking places, because human blood smells strong and is extremely difficult to wash away. If traces are left, people who frequent the rivers and lakes can see it at a glance, and it will be difficult for them to explain it, so they usually leave traces behind. Ren Ma turned over and slaughtered it in a dark room under the back kitchen.
That dark room can really be said to be a hell on earth, a scene of Shura. The whole room was filled with the heavy smell of blood, and a lot of meat that had been "pickled" by special antiseptic methods was scattered on the beams and walls. There was a pool in the corner specially used for throwing "water" and bleeding. Next to the pool is a very large "chopping board" with various rusty dismemberment props placed beside it...
Seeing this, I think everyone can understand the anger on the cook's face - it's not because he killed many people, but because he has "worked" in this environment for too long...
Of course, before putting someone into the darkroom, there is another necessary process, which is to search the person...
First of all, they have to carry the person to the back kitchen. It is definitely not appropriate to search outside. It would be very troublesome if a guest comes in and sees it. Then, the baggage brought by the "distinguished guest" is unpacked, and Zhu Xiaowan picks the baggage. while his husband, the cook, was responsible for taking off people's clothes to see if there were any personal belongings.
And this step... they can't finish.
Because Brother Sun's lime powder is hidden in his clothes, how could you find it?
So, just when Zhu Xiaowan was focusing on turning over the baggage, and her husband, the cook, stretched his hand towards Sun Yixie's clothes, Sun Yixie suddenly opened his eyes, and at a very close distance, he suddenly threw out a fist. .
This punch hit the cook firmly on the temple. The 1.85-meter-tall man's eyes were bloodshot from the sudden blow, and he leaned forward and fell.
But before his knees hit the ground, Huang Donglai also moved... I saw Huang Donglai put one hand on the ground, lifted his body sideways from the ground, put his feet out side by side, and the soles of his feet were meeting the cook's falling head.
Click——
At that moment, something came from the cook's neck. Although the movement was not loud, the consequences were still serious... His cervical vertebrae were broken.
When Zhu Xiaowan realized something and turned around, her husband had been killed instantly, but in fact she was not too sad about this man's death. At this moment, she was more surprised and angry than sad.
Swish——
The next second, Sun Yixie, who stood upright with a carp blow, threw the lime powder towards Zhu Xiaowan almost without hesitation.
Unexpectedly... this time, because the opponent was on guard, he was blocked.
Women's sleeves are long (actually in Da Zhe, many men also have long sleeves, but that is limited to literati, wealthy businessmen, officials, etc.), and the clothes of people who work in the world or working people do not always have loose clothes and big sleeves, because it is not easy to work. Work), Zhu Xiaowan swept away the lime powder with a wave of her big sleeves. Except for a little bit on her hair, her face was basically fine.
"Good boy...actually pretending to be dead!" Zhu Xiaowan reacted very quickly. Between this and the other, she had come back to her senses and understood that Sun and Huang had not been hit by the Mongolian sweat medicine at all, and they were obviously well prepared. Come on, I've planned a sneak attack.
At this point, there is nothing more to say, except that the martial arts show off and fight to the death.
However, just as she was doing her exercises, she suddenly felt something was wrong with her body... It was as if a breath of blood was blocking her chest, causing her luck to be stagnant and her hands and feet to feel numb...
