Crazy, crazy!
Zhang Hazi is really crazy this time!
When he used his own child urine mixed with mineral water to draw that water column line on the road, I thought it was crazy for him to try to stop the entire funeral procession. Unexpectedly, he not only wanted to stop the entire funeral team, but also wanted to challenge the entire funeral team to a duel!
It's not that I don't believe you Zhang Hazi, the key is that you don't know what your current situation is? Not to mention that you don’t have the craftsmanship skills now. Even if you were at your peak, it would be a bit difficult to contend with such a weird funeral team of Yin people, right?
Besides, this doesn't go with your original plan. You agreed to get in the car and hide for a while, and then make plans after the funeral procession left? What does it mean when you are standing next to the co-pilot with a bamboo knife?
Could it be... that he noticed something was wrong with the person in the driver's seat? Or did he infer from those two voices before that I was trapped in the funeral procession? So he wants to rescue me in this way?
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why Zhang Hazi behaved so abnormally.
Before I had time to be happy, I suddenly realized that something was wrong!
If he really realized that I was trapped in the funeral procession, his first reaction should be to deal with the paper man sitting in the driver's seat, rather than stage such a big battle to challenge the entire funeral procession. !
The only explanation should be that he wanted to hold back the entire funeral procession by himself, so as to buy 'me' time to leave here!
That's why he filled other places with water, leaving only the opening where he stood, so that the funeral procession could only pass through him one by one!
In other words, when he asked me to get in the car first and then make plans later, he had already made plans not to leave alive!
This idiot, does he still think he is the Zhang Polu from five years ago?
I scolded him over and over again, and called him to leave quickly, but like before, he didn't hear anything, he just stood there, like a god of war who would never fall!
I don't know what I feel in my head, I just know that my chest feels tight.
I also thought about using craftsmanship to get out of trouble, but no matter how I formed the mudra, I didn't get any feedback. Even after I formed the heart fire mudra, I couldn't burn Zhu Dabiao in front of me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have to throw my shoe at Zhang Hazi.
After taking off my shoes, the cold feeling of the ground spread into my body, but nothing could compare with the chill in my heart at this moment. If Zhang Hazi really delayed his life in order to help 'me' escape from this place, I think I will never feel any warmth again in this life.
I gritted my teeth and kept thinking about the craftsmanship I knew, even if only one succeeded. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I try, it just looks like it and has no effect at all.
I could no longer care about anything else, and stretched out my hand to slap Zhu Dabiao on the head with his eyes wide open in front of me. As a result, the slap was as if it had been hit on the surface of the water with great force. Not only was the palm sore, but it also hurt. A large pool of water was drawn out and splashed out in all directions.
As for Zhu Dabiao's head, after I slapped him, his cheeks obviously sunk in a large amount, but they quickly bounced back, as elastic as a balloon filled with water, and it looked even more weird and inexplicable.
I couldn't control my legs, so I waved my hands like crazy, made fists and punched Zhu Dabiao on the head, hoping that in this way, I could vent my inner depression and pain. Unwilling to do so.
But no matter how I punched him, Zhu Dabiao was like an emotionless sandbag. His head was flattened again and again, and then recovered again and again. And no matter how I punched him, there was always a smile on his face. , just like the way he greeted guests when eating late night snacks.
The sound of the suona kept reverberating, and the children's laughter became more and more obvious. I don't know whether they were happy that I could take Zhang Hazi away right away, or they were laughing at my helplessness.
In this terrifying atmosphere that was almost desperate, the funeral team finally walked quietly to the water column line drawn by Zhang Hazi.
I originally thought that the water column line was wide enough that the sinister people in the funeral procession could not cross directly, so they could only pass through the opening left by Zhang Hazi.
But what will happen to the coffin they are carrying? These sinister people can pass through the body of a Hummer, but they can't pass through this coffin, right? If you can't get through it, will you just put Zhang Hazi into the coffin?
Just when I was extremely worried, I didn't expect that when the suona sounded, the Yin people in the lead did not take a detour at all. Instead, they gently raised their legs and their bodies floated over, silently and without touching the place at all. Mineral water mixed with child urine!
They are indeed afraid of water, but the water column is not wide enough and they can jump directly over it! Everything Zhang Hazi carefully designed did not work!
But that's good, at least he doesn't have to fight an entire funeral team by himself.
But what I don’t understand is why the funeral team chose to skip the water column instead of taking Zhang Hazi away in a wave? After all, as long as Zhang Hazi is included in the funeral procession, even if Zhang Hazi cannot be seen, won't he be able to escape from the funeral procession?
Or are they still going to follow the previous plan, where the funeral team will kill me, and the remaining paper man will kill Zhang Hazi?
I looked at Zhang Hazi's face getting closer and closer. Although I couldn't see his eyes under his sunglasses, when I thought that I would never have the chance to help him find hope of regaining his sight, my heart felt like needles pricking me. .
It doesn't matter whether I die or not, but if I can't restore Zhang Hazi's eyes in my lifetime, then I will really die with my eyes open.
As the distance got closer and closer, I took a chance and screamed hysterically again, hoping that Zhang Hazi could hear my voice.
But obviously, all my efforts were in vain. Zhang Hazi still held the bamboo knife tightly with his right hand and tilted his head slightly to listen. It seemed that if there was the slightest sign of trouble, he would immediately rush forward and fight with his life.
But fortunately, in his world, this street is quieter than anywhere else.
But as soon as I passed the thought, I passed by Zhang Hazi, and my bare feet made a "chirp" sound when I stepped on the line of water column...
Hearing this voice, I didn't think anything at first, but as soon as I saw Zhang Hazi suddenly raising the bamboo knife in his hand, my heart sank to the bottom——It was over, I became the one in Zhang Hazi's eyes. Yin people!
In his opinion, I was probably a member of the funeral procession! And the two sounds he just heard, probably in his perception, were not me throwing signals to him, but 'ghosts throwing mud'!
Or maybe he heard my voice calling 'Zhang Ha Zi' from the beginning, but because he preconceived the idea that the paper man was me, he might have regarded my voice calling him as a 'ghost roll call'!
In other words, when the paper man replaced me, I naturally became that paper man! No matter what I do, it can be interpreted as deceiving him about Zhang Hazi's existence!
It's over, it's over, at the end, I didn't expect that I didn't die in the hands of the Yin people, but died under Zhang Hazi's bamboo knife first.
No wonder this funeral team did not intend to pass through the Hummer, but chose to jump over; no wonder this funeral team did not intend to take Zhang Hazi away in one wave, but left him standing there guarding; it turned out that it was early. I expected that Zhang Hazi would kill me with a bamboo knife!
Zhang Hazi's sword was very fast. Even if I tried to dodge, I couldn't keep up with his speed. And at that moment, my mind was already in a state of mush. How could I still think to react?
However, I originally thought that I would die under Zhang Hazi's sword, but it turned out that Zhang Hazi was chopped crooked!
The sword cut tightly against my arm, and then along my side, accurately hitting the outside of the instep of my foot in the water. I only heard a 'pop' sound. The sound of the sword cutting into the concrete pavement.
At the same time, I heard several high-pitched screams coming from under my feet. When I looked down, I saw four weird and sinister little boys with pigtails and red bellybands. Their cheeks were as white as flour, but they had two blushes on them. They were cut in half by a bamboo knife!
Because their positions were different, after the knife was struck, they were divided into two parts of different lengths. But no matter how I divided them, I saw that their upper bodies were tightly hugging my left leg that had stepped into the water, as if they were growing on it.
And as their bodies were split into two pieces, these little yin people wrapped around my left leg quickly disappeared from my sight.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the previous feeling of being dominated by my legs disappeared in an instant when these little yin people disappeared.
Before I could react, I saw Zhang Hazi stretched out his left hand, first patted my leg in the water, and then swept it left and right to confirm the position of my other leg. Raise the sword with your right hand and cut it down with one blow.
"ah!!!"
There were another heart-rending screams, and then I saw five Yin people boys who looked the same as before being cut in two and then disappeared.
This time, I could clearly feel that I had regained control of my legs.
Therefore, the reason why I couldn't control my legs actually had nothing to do with the sound of the suona and the laughter of the children. It was entirely because a sinister little boy hugged my legs, preventing me from doing what I wanted to do. action?
It's no wonder that I can't perform any craftsmanship, because my calves are all entangled by Yin people, and my body is no longer a complete body, so naturally I can't perform craftsmanship. (It has been said a long time ago that the body and soul must be intact to perform craftsmanship.)
I thought the matter would end here, but then I saw Zhang Hazi stand up, reach forward with his left hand, and pull me out of the funeral procession by my collar. Then without saying a word, he slapped me with his left hand. On my head, I held the bamboo knife across my right hand and placed it on his left arm, and then swung it from front to back along his arm. The movements were clean and neat. I immediately heard a "pop" sound, and then saw a A little evil head flew out from my head, fell to the ground, rolled around for several times, and then disappeared.
At the same time, I saw a pair of pale short legs tightly wrapped around my neck. When the head disappeared, it also disappeared very quickly.
Only then did I understand that the reason why I shouted so loudly that Zhang Hazi couldn't even hear it was because my throat was wrapped around the legs of that little yin person. I thought I was shouting hysterically. , in fact, from beginning to end, I didn’t make any sound at all!
After Zhang Hazi finished doing this, I heard him yelling, "I'm so stupid that even the ancestors of your house can be fascinated by this. Aren't you so stupid that you die?"
I chuckled and didn't know how to answer. I was about to say a few words of thanks when I saw the funeral procession that was slowly walking forward suddenly stopped. Then all the yin people in the procession turned their heads at the same time, their eyes straight. Staring at us, braving the cold light, as if seeing prey...
