The creatures in this world, if the success or failure is judged by the number of populations, human beings may not even be able to enter the top three, and mice may be the mammals with the best chance of being at the top.

At the beginning of the Japanese insect scripture, it is said that all animals have abnormal behavior, there must be insects and the like, which can be called insect things, and the folk customs have no knowledge, thinking that the gods and elves are strange, panic and do not know what to do, so they burn incense and pray to the immortal Buddha, often from time to time. In fact, there is no need to panic when encountering insects, everything has its own rules.

People are humane, insects have insect methods, rats, horses, cattle and sheep, bees, sparrows, some are born as insects, and some are artificially raised. This is the method of creating insects. With artificial power to imitate the way of heaven, according to the nature of biology to give birth to the beast of the alien.

The three-headed rat divine soldiers summoned by Lao Sun Tou with a flute are not inferior to a hundred and ten catties of mastiffs in size. Rats are gifted with agility, and if compared with their size, their strength is not even inferior to that of tigers, leopards, and cats. These three big rats are much more powerful than the three-headed mastiffs of the same physique.

All things are born and complemented by each other. Rats make insects, take croton as food, feed rats for two years, can get forty catties, and are alert and psychic. But if you feed the rats with croton for 20 years, it can reach 400 catties, but such a giant rat is made, stupid as a pig, and it is not very useful, at best it is a sensational object, as a strange beast in a cage for people to visit, five years will be old, and then at most you can get a few hundred catties of meat after killing. Therefore, the best weight of this rat insect is more than 100 catties, and the strength is large enough and the sensitivity is not bad.

The three-headed rat and insect stared at Li Muye with fierce eyes, ready to attack, and just waited for the old grandson to give an order, and then pounced on it and tore Li Muye apart.

"Li Muye, the old man heard that you have learned the art of the Japanese insect master, and you can be regarded as an expert in the rivers and lakes, you should know the power of the three-headed rat god soldier of the old man, not to mention you, even a fierce tiger and giant bear can be torn to pieces. The old man was not in a hurry to send the Rat God Soldiers, and continued: "The old man heard that you have been trying your best to protect my hall master since Honolulu, so he can't bear to poison you, I have no malice in inviting you to enter the city with me, why do you refuse people thousands of miles away?"

Li Muye is really a little afraid of this big mouse, this thing has no acupoints, and the skin is rough and thick, the natural pain is dull, and the front teeth are sharper than knives, not to mention biting, dealing with stones and iron pieces is like cutting tofu. Especially that mouthful of hara is full of bacteria, and if you really bite this thing, you have to be disgusted to death if you don't get bitten to death.

"Sir, I think what you said makes sense, since I didn't harm your hall master, but protected her all the way, how can we count ourselves as our own people, why bother to make such a fuss. Li Muye put away the posture, spread his hands to express peace, and said: "Isn't it just to go with you to find Bai Wufang, just look for it together." ”

As soon as the old grandson's flute sounded, the three big rats turned around and jumped into the truck and got into his sand box.

Li Muye took the initiative to go over and help Murong Chui, who was lying on the ground practicing hard exercises, to say sorry, and to help him straighten out his qi pulse, showing full sincerity.

The old grandson nodded with satisfaction and said, "Help him get into the car together." ”

Li Muye was not sure what Bai Wuflaw was going to do, and he couldn't determine what the origin of Lao Sun and the others was, and what was the purpose of looking for Bai Wufang. So although I also wanted to find the female devil and question a few words in person, I still decided to stay out of the matter out of the principle of doing more and making fewer mistakes. It's a pity that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and Lao Sun's gang is eyeing Brother Xiao Ye and insisting on pulling him into this matter.

Anyway, I can't refuse, so it's better to take the initiative myself.

There was also a driver in the truck, a bloated fat man with a shiny face that couldn't tell how old he was. The old grandson called him the king of the ball, but it matched his figure.

Old Sun Tou's big name is Sun Delu, a more vulgar name among people of his age. Before the liberation, people liked to bring a Defu Lushou or something when they gave their names. After liberation, it was rarely named as such. This suggests that he is likely to be much older than he looks.

After half an hour, the truck drove into the city and finally stopped in front of a lamasery.

Li Muye got out of the car and followed Sun Delu and the three into the lama temple, and crossed the first courtyard to the backyard door, where two lamas guarded. Sun Delu asked Li Muye to wait with the other two, and after negotiating, the two lamas agreed to let them go, and the four of them walked into the backyard together.

In front of the bright Buddha hall with blue bricks and glazed tiles is a spacious courtyard, in which a stone platform is built, on which three chairs are placed, all of which are still empty at the moment.

The area around the stone platform was already filled with people in different costumes. There was a lot of talking, and every now and then there was a heated argument.

Li Muye followed Sun Delu into the crowd, and some old rivers and lakes who knew Sun Delu stepped forward to say hello, and they stood together in groups. Li Muye quietly paid attention, and found that these people were generally older, and each had their own peculiarities, judging from their words and deeds, they were familiar with each other, and they all seemed to be looking at Sun Delu as the leader.

A bald-headed lama was saying: "Fellow Jianghu people, please don't be impatient, there are three conveners, our Mr. John Li from Nanhaimen has arrived, and the Wang Ba and Ranunculus Jingchun of Xiaoyao Pavilion will arrive later, everyone is here for one purpose, there is no need to quarrel with each other before seeing the female devil......

"Monk Jingtan, don't talk nonsense, everyone here is a person who understands, talking, laughing, and making trouble is just to warm up, most of us have been humiliated and blackmailed by the female devil, and some of them are scheming in, holding the banner of revenge, and secretly have the idea of repaying gratitude. A middle-aged man in a light gray suit who looked like a dog raised his voice and said: "The initiator said that the witch will appear tonight, we have waited for so long, let alone flawless, we haven't even seen any of the three initiators, what do you mean by this?"

Monk Jingtan glanced at the crowd and asked, "Where did this benevolent brother come from?"

The middle-aged man said: "From where it came from." ”

Monk Jingtan smiled slightly, and then asked, "Why did Brother Ren come?"

The middle-aged man hesitated a little and said, "Naturally, it's to take the head of that female devil!"

Monk Jingtan asked again: "Brother Ren asks yourself, is it possible with your own ability?"

The middle-aged man said: "She is weak now, she doesn't have a life-saving treasure on her body, and I can't kill a little girl as a big man?"

Monk Jingtan said: "This benevolent brother has a wide upper limb, hanging shoulders and elbows, and a bowed waist, it seems that he is playing Tongbei Boxing, if the monk is not mistaken, you should be Zhao Zhenbei, a famous Tongbei who ranked forty-third on the martial arts list eight years ago, dare to ask Brother Zhao?"

The middle-aged man's face was slightly red, and then he nodded, and said, "That's right, I am Zhao Zhenbei, who was cut off by Bai Wufang's tail with a needle." ”

The forty-third on the martial arts list, the ranking is not as good as Murong Chui, but he is also a master.

Li Muye now knows that although the so-called martial arts list has its authority, it is only aimed at those heroes who are active in the rivers and lakes, break into fame, accept apprentices, and entrench themselves in local places to accumulate wealth by virtue of fame and wealth. These people's actual combat power level often stagnates after reaching a bottleneck, because of age, they will shift the focus of their lives to the direction of health preservation and maintenance level, so far they are basically fixed at this level, and it is good if they can not decline. And those who can achieve the level of a little grandmaster on this basis are also very rare when looking at the entire martial arts world. What you can't do before the age of thirty-five is basically hopeless in this life.

The level of this part of the people is like that, the gap between the forty and fifty on the martial arts list is often very small, maybe it is only in a trick, maybe it is in a weapon, or it is in the size of the famous power. There are even some old boxers who have won the realm of small grandmasters, or even the level of great grandmasters, and then returned to the Hidden Spring Forest after coming down from the list, although their strength is not bad, they are no longer qualified to be on the list.

Therefore, you can't underestimate someone just because they don't rank high on the martial arts list. In fact, as long as you can be on the list, you can be regarded as a strong person. For example, the original hunting god Huo Shan's ranking was not as good as this Zhao Zhenbei. You must know that the world is big, the rivers and lakes are far-reaching, and there are many martial arts practitioners, among which only fifty people are selected to be on the list, which can be imagined how difficult it is.

Sun Delu quietly introduced that this Zhao Zhenbei is a local tyrant in Jizhong, his ancestral Tongbeiquan kung fu, and his talent is not bad, he was on the martial arts list at the age of thirty-two, but with his talent, he basically reached the top at this level. At the beginning, in order to break through the realm of the little grandmaster, he maintained the peak of his physical strength until he was fifty years old, but he overworked and misused home remedies, which damaged his waist, resulting in the depletion of kidney water, no essence, and dry yang.

This person is quite famous in the local area, has accepted many disciples and grandchildren, and has woven a network of relationships on the one-third of an acre of land where he lives, and has amassed a lot of wealth. So he spent a lot of money to find Baiyuntang. The Immaculate Hall Master used the technique of golden needle to cross the misfortune to break his tail, although it cut off his hope of reaching a higher level, but cured his inaction. After this guy went back, instead of thanking him, he slandered Baiyuntang everywhere. regarded the Flawless Hall Master as an enemy who had no hope of reaching the realm of the Little Grandmaster in his life.

Li Muye said: "Kung Fu practice to this extent, he should know that there is another reason for the limit of individual differences, how can he have such a stupid idea if he can gather one party to accumulate such a large wealth and power?"

Sun Delu said: "Human nature is greedy, lust is obsessed, and you can't see Mount Tai in a leaf." ”

Li Muye felt that this old guy had something to say, and he couldn't think of what he said for a while. Instead, he asked, "So many people have come all the way here, are they really just to kill Bai Wufang and vent their evil anger?"

Sun Delu said: "The life and death of the Flawless Hall Master These people don't care at all, what they care about is the secret Danfang classics and core secrets of the White Cloud Hall, the Linglong Domain was accidentally invaded, but those people did not find the classic Dan Fang of the White Cloud Hall's thousand-year-old collection, and at the same time, there are several treasures that are missing from the main force of the Flawless Hall, these people are delusional to find those scriptures and treasures through the Flawless Hall Master, in order to break through their own shackles." ”

Another person in the crowd asked loudly: "Monk Jingtan, you are the patriarch of Nanhaimen, and the host of today's event, so naturally you should know more about it than us, why don't you take advantage of the fact that the initiator has not yet arrived, and tell me something we don't know, such as what is the situation of Bai Wufang now?" The initiator said that she became a little girl after taking the wrong medicine, trekking through the quicksand belt of Central Asia, and would arrive in Almaty tonight, and the initiator's inner line had already contacted her in a secret way within the Baiyun Hall, and would trick her into coming here, but if she had recovered to the level of being the first on the literary list when she was eighteen years old, wouldn't it be worse for me to wait?"

Li Muye's heart moved when he heard this, and he asked Sun Delu beside him, "What does he mean by this inside line?"