The moment I was stuck in the air, there were two pops from behind me.
The stinking mud splashed all over me, and without caring about anything else, I let go of the spear, stretched out my arms, and hugged the big locust tree in front of me.
When I stood firm, I looked back. Where was the zombie?
Yang Hu squatted on the ground and vomited, while Xiaomei wiped the mud from her face.
"Did you fall in?"
Xiaomei nodded: "Not even a hair is left."
I took a long breath and jumped down from the tree immediately.
I patted Yang Hu hard on the shoulder: "Thanks to you two."
Yang Hu waved his hand quickly: "Stop slandering me. If it weren't for your idea, I would still be working so hard."
"Then, what to do now?"
I thought for a moment and looked at Duan Xu: "Find a few rocks, seal the swamp pit, and then fill it in."
Duan Xu suddenly turned pale: "You are a Taoist priest! You can't be so cruel!"
"Vicious?"
I couldn't help but spread my hands: "Compared to you luring rats into the wishing fountain, which one of us is more cruel?"
Duan Xu asked me to say nothing, his face turning blue and white.
"I asked you before. I felt that the place next to the wishing fountain was empty, so I wanted to put something there."
I glanced sideways at Duan Xu and said word by word: "What I want to erect is your tomb!"
"But..." I changed the subject: "Don't worry, it won't happen so quickly."
Turning around, I looked at Yang Hu's big gun: "Can you lend me your treasure?"
Yang Hu looked at me suspiciously, and moved forward with one hand: "Take it."
"sieve."
I waved with one hand, and the tip of the spear hit the pipa bone behind his back: "Li Bai said that all my talents will be useful, and you are no exception."
"You are the chicken that shows the monkey!"
Before I finished speaking, the spear in my hand suddenly thrust forward and pierced his bone: "Let's go."
The spear stayed inside him, swinging back and forth as he moved.
Xiaomei and Yang Hu were walking in front, and I was standing behind. Yang Hu looked back from time to time.
"Is this called hanging a lantern?"
"Hey, people who can recognize them in these days are very rare!"
Yang Hu chuckled: "I heard from the elders that this is the first time I've met."
The so-called "hanging lantern" is to pierce the lute bone with a sharp weapon, and then leave the sharp weapon in the person's body. As long as he moves his body, the tip of the spear will continue to rub his lute bone, ensuring that he will not die, but it will definitely be very painful.
Strictly speaking, this is a punishment, punishing those rebels.
Instead of killing him directly, it is better to use him to establish a prestige.
The book is well written, as ruthless as Bai Ziyi of the Qin Dynasty, and as good as the Buddha of today's world.
"Yang Hu." I called softly from behind.
He ran to me in several strides, and I immediately lowered my voice.
"Let me tell you the truth, you are not a Taoist priest, why do you know Taoist skills?"
Yang Hu's face turned red and his voice was lower than mine: "You, you have to ask?"
I chuckled: "Don't say I'm suspicious, if you were sitting in my position, you would ask the same question."
"Ahem, cough, cough."
He cleared his throat vigorously: "Then you will keep it a secret for me?"
"Say it."
Yang Hu adjusted for a while: "I am a Taoist priest who jumps over the wall, and I learned kung fu secretly."
I looked him up and down: "Are you in poor health?"
"Well, I have been weak since I was a child, so I was sent to a Taoist temple."
Taoist priests and monks who jumped over the wall are still very common today.
Usually children with poor health are sent to Taoist temples or temples by their parents so that they can grow up next to gods and Buddhas.
But this child is not a formal convert. He will leave when he grows up and will not be able to perform the ritual of returning to secular life.
so
The abbot or headmaster will place a stool under the wall.
If the child wants to leave, the master will chase after him, and the child will run in front, stepping on the stool to climb over the wall. This master-disciple relationship is legitimately over.
What Yang Hu said was indeed a bit unflattering.
Although stealing art won't trigger anyone, it does not sound good to say it out loud.
I didn't speak for a long time, and Yang Hu tentatively said, "I'm very honest with you. If you feel it's inappropriate, I'll pack things up soon."
I laughed out loud immediately: "It's a good thing that you are still a wanderer."
"Have you never heard what I said? Skills are not learned, they are stolen."
I quickened my pace and responded: "Heroes don't ask where they come from, no matter what you were before, but today, I saw your loyalty and bravery."
Yang Hu immediately beamed: "I won't say thank you anymore, I'll see you later!"
Again, at this critical moment, I have only one goal - useful people.
With such a goal in mind, I must overlook some things.
For example, character.
Seeing that they were about to arrive at the Taoist temple, Duan Xu was basically in a state of collapse.
After walking forward for a while, Yang Hu suddenly stopped: "Huh? Listen carefully."
While he was talking, he had already run to the hillside not far away. After listening for a while, he turned to look at me again.
"Brother, something's wrong, it seems like it's starting to happen."
