Chapter 70: Battle of Wisdom

Shen Xingchen stopped talking, and his palms continued to transform and dance in the air. Although the number of stones attacked is quite large, because of the limitations of the region, it is a head-to-head confrontation. The old man is extremely fast, and the front is relatively unpleasant. This time she changed the strength of her gestures and attacks, and although she couldn't let the stones attack from behind, she controlled the strength and hit the top of his head. It was gravity that fell, and although it wasn't as swift as the stones that attacked him head-on, it was okay to disturb his thoughts and cause him trouble. Sure enough, in an instant, those stones rushed to the safe place opposite from top to bottom like locusts fleeing, and the empty street seemed to rain stones in an instant.

One, two, several can be avoided, but the dense stones come head-on, and even if the black pressure is pressed down like this, it will be enough for him to have a headache for a few days. The old man's body was slightly bent, and he squatted in a solid horse step, his face was straight, but he did not show the slightest panic, just when the stones were about to attack him, he tore off his shirt with his right hand, held the collar with both hands, and his arms rotated at high speed like a rotating windmill, until the stones were all wrapped in his clothes.

"Haha, you've run out of stones over there, what else do you want to use to defeat me, or just admit defeat and be my daughter-in-law." ”

The old man shook the stones inside his clothes and piled them up on the ground to form a small hill, he put the rough old coat on his body again, and looked at Shen Xingchen very proudly.

Isn't he a lonely man? Where is the son, even if there is, his son must be stupid and ugly, the kind that no one wants, otherwise how would he open his mouth and close his mouth to let himself be his daughter-in-law.

"The seniors are really good at kung fu, and the younger generations admire it. But the game isn't over yet, and it seems that the seniors said it a little early. ”

The old man looked full of interest, he didn't plan to end it like this at all, even if Shen Xingchen admits defeat now, he may not be able to stop. After hearing Shen Xingchen's words, the old man's deep eyes flashed, and he also had a very satisfied smile on his face. He sat cross-legged on the ground directly, and he couldn't stop nodding: "You girl, the more the old man looks at it, the more he likes it." Alright then, let's move on. Although the game comes first, friendship comes second, you can rest assured, I won't disfigure you, my son doesn't like ugly women. ”

The old man sat on the ground without any image, grabbed a large handful of stones in his left palm, and threw them slowly towards Shen Xingchen one after another.

While throwing it into his mouth, he kept muttering: "Old man, I'm here, here, ouch, you avoided it, on the right calf, on the waist ......"

After throwing a handful of stones, they are quickly filled. Shen Xingchen's attacks were mainly fast and fierce, while the old man was just the opposite of her, with some stones thrown at once, and his posture was leisurely like a person who used stones as bait to tease fish. He didn't even think about winning or anything, just thinking that the fun of being funny was enough for him to enjoy it. At this rate, he could lose half an hour. But he didn't lie, although the stone he threw was also poured into some internal force, the parts that could be attacked were all below the chin. Because of the small number, Shen Xingchen almost dodged, but the old man's chattering words and guidance distracted Shen Xingchen, a stone just hit her kneecap, and the inexplicable pain made Shen Xingchen's body crooked, and half of his foot stepped out of the circle.

"Ouch, why are you so careless, hurry up and retract back, I haven't finished throwing the stone yet!"

Shen Xingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the tree beside him silently, and slowly withdrew his feet.

The sky is getting darker, the moon is getting brighter and brighter, and the cold night breeze is also coming to join in the fun, blowing the leaves rattling, and even the candles in the lanterns are blown to the side.

The time should be almost up.

Shen Xingchen yawned, slowly took out the dagger from her body, she opened the scabbard, and the sharp tip of the knife flashed with dazzling silver light.

"Ah, girl, you're really here. ”

Seeing Shen Xingchen draw his knife, the old man stood up from the ground excitedly. His eyes remained motionless as he watched as Shen Xingchen's knife flew towards him. As the dagger drew closer, the old man's body slowly shifted from looking level to looking up, and he watched as the silver dagger passed over his head and thuded into the trees.

"Hahaha, girl, even if it's dark, there are lanterns, why are your eyesight so bad, hahaha, the old man will also prescribe a prescription for you, go home and make up for your body." ”

Shen Xingchen stared at the black bag that had been cut open on the tree trunk, her eyes shone with a little light, and she whispered thanks with a soft moan.

As soon as the old man heard Shen Xingchen's serious thanks, he was stunned for a few seconds and quickly laughed again, the laughter became louder and louder, accompanied by the night breeze into every alley that extended in all directions.

Meow ......

There was a meow overhead, the voice was soft and milky, faint to the extreme, but it was this inaudible sound that made the old man's laughter stop, and his whole body stiffened, his ears pricked up, he held his breath, and slowly, slowly looked up at the treetops, the place he suspected. There was a black bag hanging from the branch, a big hole was cut on the outside of the bag, and a little black kitten was half-hung on it, its back legs were still wrapped in the bag, but the front two legs were hanging in the air and waving, and the old man looked up and met the glowing pupils.

His face was awe-inspiring, his eyes were cracking, and his ass was on fire.

"Ah, there's a cat, help!"

The old man held his head in his hands, and hit his head on the opposite trunk, and the leaves flew and fell lightly on him, and he hurriedly got up, and his hands were tightly lying on the thick trunk, and his legs kept pushing upward, and in the blink of an eye he was on the high branch.

"Senpai, you lost. ”

"Get the cat away, get it away quickly......"

The old man didn't answer her words, but just waved at her vigorously, as if he had seen a ghost, and his face was shocked.

Shen Xingchen walked over slowly, tiptoed, and held the little milk cat trapped in mid-air in his arms. The little milk cat that was only the size of a palm let out a series of terrible and frightened screams, Shen Xingchen's palm moved slightly, gently stroking its soft, fluffy body, stroking it more than a dozen times, its trembling body slowly relaxed, and the poignant sound became lower and lower, and finally disappeared silently, softly sticking to Shen Xingchen's palm.

Shen Xingchen took a few steps forward, withdrew the dagger nailed to the trunk, and slowly walked to the tree where the old man was hiding.

Her eyes were sparkling, her smile was shallow but bright, and it was as vivid as a moving painting: "Senior, I need a human skin mask." ”

There are many people in the martial arts who can make human skin masks, but no one can make them as lifelike as Xu Daoyi.

Xu Dao's eyes were stunned, and he asked rhetorically, "How do you know that I have a skin mask on me?"

Shen Xingchen was a little surprised, he only knew that Xu Dao would make a human skin mask, but he didn't think he would carry it with him, she looked at the old man's curious eyes with a light smile as usual, and didn't respond to his words, just stroked the palm on the kitten's back and added a little strength, and the kitten protested with an uncomfortable meow.

Xu Daoyi heard the cat's meow one by one, immediately surrendered, and hurriedly said: "Okay, good, I'll give, I'll give ......" After saying this, he closed his eyes, touched the palm of his hand in his arms, and really felt out two human skin masks. He didn't think about it, he threw it to Shen Xingchen.

"Okay, you go, hurry up!"

Xu Daoyi still refused to open his eyes, but just waved his hand to ask Shen Xingchen to leave quickly. Shen Xingchen stuffed the human skin mask into his chest, and looked at Xu Daoyi's eager appearance that he couldn't wait to disappear immediately, and laughed lowly: "The senior forgot to prescribe medicine for me." ”

Shen Xingchen hugged the cat and laughed harmlessly. When Xu Dao saw that she didn't move, he suppressed the trembling in his heart, luck, like a ghostly figure, swept out many afterimages under the moonlit night, and his ethereal words came from afar: "I'll give it next time." ”