Lu Jing hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to the Bodhisattva temple to have another look.
Firstly, it was the most sparsely populated place within a radius of ten miles, which was very suitable for practicing martial arts. Secondly, he had always been worried about the fact that he only had to fight monsters before and didn't have time to touch the corpses.
By this time, the two heroes should have been scared away by Wei Zixian, so it was time to go back and take a look.
If you're lucky, you might be able to pick up another piece of equipment or something.
Of course, it's definitely not possible to just walk out with a wooden mannequin like that. Everyone who sees it will probably be scared to death.
So Lu Jing decided to dress up Amu a little, put on clothes and a bamboo hat, trying to make it look like a human being, but the next moment Lu Jing suddenly thought of something, and his hand movements paused.
Lu Jing then walked around behind Amu and found a sword wound on his waist.
So, the person who sent the invitation to Wei Zixian before checking into the hotel that day was Amu?
No, that's not right, Amu can't speak, and he doesn't seem to have any inner strength. It should be Xie Liancheng and Amu singing the double act together. Jie Liancheng delivers the invitation, and Amu is responsible for escaping to attract Wei Zixian's attention.
This guy obviously underestimated the enemy that day, or was acting deliberately, which led to it finally being struck by Lian Cheng's sword.
And the person who sent invitations to the heroes in the middle of the night was, if nothing else, this little wooden man.
This guy's Qinggong is really something.
But Lu Jing frowned again. Amu had no internal power, so how could he drive Qing Gong?
After thinking for a long time, Lu Jing couldn't figure it out. Well, there was no way to explain why the wooden stakes were moving around. Now that it has Qing Gong, it's not so unacceptable.
After Lu Jing finished dressing up Amu, he took two steps back and admired his masterpiece.
Yes, although it was wrapped tightly and it was hard to see what it looked like, fortunately, it was not a wooden pile.
Even if someone becomes suspicious along the way, with Amu's Qinggong, it is impossible for his true face to be seen.
Lu Jing felt that there was no problem, and told Amu some precautions before taking it out.
At first, Lu Jing was a little worried that as soon as the little wooden man saw the vast world outside, he would start having fun like a husky, forgetting all the things he told him.
But after walking for a while, Lu Jing found that Amu was much more honest outside than at home.
He followed closely behind him, and every cat or dog he met on the road barked at it. It almost pressed its whole body against Lu Jing's body, looking very nervous.
This guy... seems to be surprisingly timid.
Lu Jing didn't know what Amu was afraid of. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be worried about being bitten by dogs. Could it be that he had any bad memories outside before?
Lu Jing thought of a cat he adopted when he was a child. After being abandoned by its original owner, it wandered on the streets for a while. During that time, it probably accumulated some bad impressions of humans, which made it very afraid of people.
It also took Lu Jing a long time to get the cat to accept him.
Unfortunately, the remnants of the book passed too quickly, and Lu Jing didn’t know what exactly happened to Amu.
While thinking about it, one person and one wooden stake had already arrived at the foot of the hill in the south of the city.
Away from the crowds and the cats and dogs in the village, Amu's energy seemed to have recovered, and he began to push Lu Jing with his hand again to urge the latter to walk faster.
So Lu Jing also poured his internal energy into his legs and began to speed up.
In the end, it was okay if he didn't speed up. When he speeded up, Amu also became excited and ran away from his eyes.
Comparing people to each other makes people angry.
Lu Jing felt that he had exerted all his energy in sucking milk, but in the end, he could not even see Amu's taillights. Moreover, after running a few steps, Amu would stop and stand there waiting for him.
As if wondering why he was so slow.
Lu Jing rolled his eyes at it, thinking that after I mastered the Storming Waves, well, I probably wouldn't be able to run away.
Forget it, there's no point in trying to compete with a wooden stake.
Lu Jing ignored Amu and took three steps at a time to reach the Bodhisattva temple on the mountainside.
Some traces of the previous fight could still be seen on the ground, but the body of the flower girl outside was gone. Likewise, the temple grounds were empty.
Lu Jing walked around in a circle, feeling a little regretful. He didn't know if one of the two heroes came back halfway, or if someone else was passing by.
In short, his idea of touching something more was shattered. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared for this and was not too disappointed.
Lu Jing then found a small-arm-thick wooden stick from the mountain to use as a version 2.0 Zen stick, and planned to continue practicing the Crazy One Hundred and Eight Sticks.
He turned the secret book to the second form - the page that swept across all directions.
Then he waved the wooden stick in his hand according to the above diagram.
As a result, Lu Jing's Quchi point felt a slight pain in the next moment, and the figure that flashed past him, who was it if it wasn't Amu?
Lu Jing's practice was interrupted for nothing, but he had a good temper but was not too angry. He just said to Amu, "You can play by yourself first."
After that, he continued to ponder the second move in the secret book.
He could feel that the posture he had just swung was not very accurate, but there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't have a teacher to guide him. Just like when he practiced using the cane before, he could only try and explore again and again before he could gradually find the feeling.
Lu Jing thought for a moment, then summoned his inner strength and swung the stick.
This time, the point that was poked by the stake hand was the Jianjing point, but Lu Jing did not let Amu continue to play.
On the contrary, Lu Jing looked at the eager wooden man in front of him and fell into deep thought.
After swinging the stick for the first time, Lu Jing also noticed that his movements were not standard, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was. It wasn't until the second time that he vaguely felt that it was a problem with the muscles on the inside of his forearm. , which happens to be near Quchi point.
Recalling that Amu had looked through the One Hundred and Eight Crazy Demon Staffs before, Lu Jing suddenly had a strange but seemingly reasonable idea in his mind.
——This wooden dummy is helping him practice martial arts moves!
Speaking of things like wooden dummies, it seems that they were originally made for practicing martial arts. Could it be that Amu also has this function?
Well, there is no answer to this kind of thing just thinking about it. You can try it out after trying it a few times.
Lu Jing held the wooden stick in his hand, but this time he took the initiative to say to Amu across from him, "Come again!"
Then Amu's figure flew around Lu Jing. As the wooden mannequin kept poking the acupuncture points on Lu Jing's arm, Lu Jing also adjusted his posture and strength in time.
A quarter of an hour later, Lu Jing swiped his stick at the stone base of the Buddha statue behind him, and gravel flew everywhere where he was swept!
Although the stick broke as expected, Lu Jing was still happy.
