The villagers grabbed Yang Yunhui until they poured a ladle of water into his mouth before letting him go.

"Ahem!ahem!ahem!"

Yang Yunhui clutched his neck in pain and coughed violently.

All the villagers looked at Yang Yunhui straightly, and their expressions were as hideous as they were.

After a while, Yang Yunhui suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and then fainted. In a coma, Qian vaguely heard the last words.

"Throw him out!"

By the time he opened his eyes again, it was already morning, and he saw the masked man again.

The first thing Yang Yunhui said after waking up was, "I'm not dead!"

"With me, how can you die!" The masked man said leisurely.

"Who are you, and why did you poison the well?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it doesn't matter if I'm poisoned or not, the important thing is that I met you!"

"Meet me?"

"Of course! I've been watching you for a long time!"

"Observe me? Why?"

"Hahaha, that's a long story!"

"You haven't said why you poisoned it?"

"Poisoned, don't you think they all deserve to die?"

"They are hateful, but they are not enough to kill them!"

"Their village chief is a tyrant here, and he has several women buried in the backyard of his house, all of whom are good people who have passed by here in the past. ”

"How do you know?"

"Haha, how do I know, of course I have some special skills. ”

"Then it won't poison a village of them!"

"No, they've blocked the well, and no one is dead~"

"Then why did you bring me here and poison me in front of me?"

"Hahaha, that's naturally my reason, you kindly told them that the water is poisonous, and they also blamed you for poisoning, and asked you to test the poison, how does it feel?"

"You, it's all your good deeds!"

"Hahahaha, don't worry, you've already passed the level, and we'll see each other often in the coming days. ”

After saying this, the masked man turned into a little star and disappeared again.

"Don't go, answer me!"

There was only Yang Yunhui's tiger in the air, but no one answered him.

Scold!

Yang Yunhui exhaled from his nose and looked around angrily.

That's when he realized that it wasn't far from their camp.

When Yang Yunhui returned to the camp with a blank face, Cao Zixiao was anxiously looking for him.

"Xiaohui, where have you been!"

When he saw him, Cao Zixiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, don't mention it," Yang Yunhui sighed, not wanting to say anything.

It didn't take long for the caravan to leave the village.

Widow Qian and Lu Xiucai, who were hiding in the carriage, glanced at the village from a distance from the car window, and after sighing, they no longer lingered.

In the sky, the masked man looked at the ant-like convoy below, smiled evilly, and said.

"Senior brother, everything is going according to plan, and I will teach him the Thunder God Sword Technique in the next few days. ”

From the communication bracelet on the masked man's wrist came the phrase, "Remember, you can't let him know who we are for the time being." ”

"Yes. ”

......

Three days later, in the evening, the caravan stopped outside a forest.

"Old Cao, let's set up camp here today," Lisa said to Cao Zixiao after looking at her surroundings.

"Good. ”

The fire soon went up.

Lisa has a lot of experience living in the wild, and carries a lot of pots with her, and this time she has set a large pot on the fire.

"Lao Cao, go pick some mushrooms!"

"Okay, I'll go. ”

"I'll go too," Yang Yunhui said quickly.

"No, Yunhui went pick up some firewood," Lisa gave Yang Yunhui a task.

“OK。 ”

Although Lisa couldn't understand the OK gesture, she understood the meaning.

Yang Yunhui quickly picked up a lot of dry branches in the woods, and when he turned around and was about to return to the camp, he saw the masked man again.

"Why are you again!" Yang Yunhui frowned.

"Hey, you don't want to see me yet!" The masked man pushed the mask off his face.

"I was poisoned by you last time!"

"It's not the well water I let you drink!"

"You gave the poison!"

"Then I'm not giving you an antidote!"

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Hey, there's a good thing!"

"What a good thing!"

As soon as Yang Yunhui finished saying this, the masked man put a sack on his head.

"Ahh

"Hear me clearly, from now on I will shoot the power of thunder and lightning at you, you have to feel its existence with your heart!"

"What! you want to call me!"

"Whew!"

Rumble!

The masked man pointed his right hand into the sky, and immediately a thunderbolt rushed down from the sky and struck Yang Yunhui's surroundings.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, countless lightning roared down, enveloping Yang Yunhui in the middle. The electricity generated by the ripples of lightning creates a closed space of energy, like an electromagnetic coil.

Yang Yunhui, who was in the electromagnetic coil, was already numb and trembling all over his body at this time.

"Remember, using its own weak current to attract the power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, stimulate the factors in the blood, warm the current in the body, and resonate with the surrounding environment, this is the core of the Thunder God Sword Technique. ”

At this time, the masked man said in an extremely serious tone.

When the masked man withdrew his outstretched hand, the thunder and lightning in the sky stopped falling and gradually disappeared into the air.

Yang Yunhui fell to the ground limp, his limbs trembling.

When the hood was removed, Yang Yunhui was seen foaming at the mouth.

"It's okay, I'll get used to it after a few more visits!" The masked man patted him in the face.

Such an electric stimulation was followed by two more sessions.

"Alright, that's all for today, I'll come back tomorrow!" The masked man clapped his hands.

"For... Why do you need a hood?" Yang Yunhui took the mask and asked the words that had been held in his heart before the man left.

"The light produced by the electric current will blind your eyes!"

"Then why are you okay?"

"I've been charged many times, and I'm already immune!"

As these words were spoken, the masked man turned into a little star and disappeared.

After a while, Yang Yunhui got up from the ground. He touched his limbs, which were a little stiff from the numbness, and gently exhaled from his mouth.

"That's awesome!"

By the time Yang Yunhui returned to the camp, it was already dark.

"Xiaohui, where have you been, why has it been so long!" Cao Zixiao ran up eagerly and asked.

"Asleep!"

"Eh, did you fall asleep while collecting firewood?"

"Hmm. ”

Cao Zixiao looked incredulous, but did not continue to ask.

It didn't take long for the rice to start, a pot of white rice, plus some dishes made with local ingredients, a group of people ate a unique flavor.

The taste of Lhasa is a bit spicy, and you can suck your mouth while eating.

Yang Yunhui could only eat some shredded vegetables with a small amount of food.

Cao Zixiao seemed to have returned to his parents' home, and he ate extraordinarily energetically.

At night, before Yang Yunhui went to sleep, he was still recalling what the masked man said: use his own weak current to attract the power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth...

I closed my eyes thinking about it.

But in the middle of the night, I was pushed awake again.

Opening his eyes, Yang Yunhui opened his mouth slightly, "It's you again!"

"Yes, to make a long story short, let's feel the power of thunder and lightning again. ”

The masked man grabbed Yang Yunhui with one hand and threw him into the clearing.

Only this time there was no head covering.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

It was a familiar scene again, thunder and lightning continued to bombard Yang Yunhui's surroundings, forming an electronic energy coil in the middle to surround him.

After three times in a row, the masked man is gone again.

Yang Yunhui dragged his sore limbs back to the caravan. It's strange that everyone is asleep, even the night watchman is asleep...

And so it went on for ten days. Every night the vigil would fall asleep, and no one could find out what the reason was.

On the night of the eleventh day...

"After these days of stimulation and recuperation, your body should have produced a new current factor, so let's move on to the second stage," the masked man said in a serious tone.

After similar experiences these days, Yang Yunhui has understood that the masked man is teaching him a kind of kung fu: the Thunder God Sword Technique. And there are indeed some changes in his own body.

The touch of the fingers is sharpened, and the body can clearly feel that something appears in the body, like a long bone, which is natural.

"Next, take out your sword!"

Yang Yunhui honestly held his sword in his hand.

"Draw the power of thunder and lightning to the sword, like me!"

The masked man pulled out a sword out of nowhere, pointing diagonally at the sky. A bolt of lightning shot down from the sky, pouring directly into the steel sword.

Yang Yunhui also triggered thunder and lightning according to his appearance.

With his summoning me, the thunder and lightning did come down, which was a bit like the thunder Wan Jun that he had learned from Shen Tianlong before. But instead of blessing the steel sword, the thunder and lightning fell straight into the earth.

"Try a few more times until you succeed," the masked man said in a deep voice.

Yang Yunhui kept trying, and he finally succeeded after more than 30 attempts.

Thunder and lightning surrounded the steel sword, constantly jumping.

Yang Yunhui followed the guidance of the masked man, and through his own weak current, he attracted the thunder and lightning that fell from the sky and jumped steadily on the steel sword.

"Okay, this is the second stage of practice, you practice a few more times, I'll come back tomorrow!"

The masked man is gone again.

Yang Yunhui felt the power of the thunder and lightning jumping on the steel sword, and the powerful humming sound made him feel his heart tremble unconsciously.

"How could he teach me such a powerful swordsmanship?

Yang Yunhui was a little moved, but he didn't know where the direction of the move was. A short acquaintance, but he helped himself many times, and taught himself such awesome swordsmanship.

Why is that?

With such questions, Yang Yunhui returned to the carriage.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Yang Yunhui asked Cao Zixiao a question.

"Uncle Cao, would you teach your most powerful kung fu to someone you don't know, or even don't know?"

Unless this person is worthy of my teaching, or if he is taught, it will not directly benefit me, but it will be of great benefit to everything around me. ”

Yes, there are no good things, not many people will do it, and most people do.

And what about him?