Hearing the fat man's shout, Zhang Meng also looked helpless: "What can I do!" ”

As he spoke, Qingzhi had already grasped the dagger tightly and attacked again, he didn't even breathe, as if the strength in his body would never run out, Zhang Meng and the fat man couldn't really hurt Qingzhi, so they could only reluctantly use the sapper shovel to frame him.

But the more this happens, the more excessive the childish attack becomes, not giving Zhang Meng and the fat man any time to breathe at all, almost trying to force the two to death.

The two of them could barely shoot a shovel at first, but after a long time, the two found that not only could they fight back, but also became more and more passive, and after a while, Zhang Meng understood why he was so passive.

Because although the two are working together to entangle the child, but the childish in front of them often does not play cards according to common sense, for example, the fat man inserted a shovel into the left shoulder of the child, the childish should have dodged to the right, but at this time the childish did not dodge, the reverse attack, completely violated the physical conventions, which made the two people completely unexpected, and could only be beaten passively.

After a long time, this strange attack was also seen by Gongsun Sheng and Zhao San on the periphery, thinking of the stiff walking way of the pheasant before, they couldn't help but gasp.

"This is ......" Zhao San glanced at Gongsun Sheng sideways, as if he had guessed something, but he was not sure in his heart.

"That's right." Gongsun Sheng nodded affirmatively: "It should be the puppet soul locking technique that opened the shadow puppet door." ”

Hearing the two old men say this, the fat man, who was finally catching his breath, asked, "What puppet soul locking technique, what kind of shadow puppet door?" ”

"Stupid!" Zhang Meng secretly scolded the fat man and reminded: "Have you forgotten the mausoleum guards we met in the tomb of Genghis Khan?" Seven mountains and eight gates, seven mountains and eight gates. ”

"Seven mountains and eight gates?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: ", these guys are endless, why don't we follow us wherever we go." ”

"Nonsense, there are eight hidden sects in the seven mountains and eight sects, last time we just ran into the Longshang puppet gate, the Xiangxi Gu poison gate, the Sichuan Tang sect, and there are still five families who haven't shown up." After speaking, Zhang Meng glanced at the silent night sky around him, and he didn't know where the shadow puppet master in Gongsun Sheng's mouth was hiding: "However, I finally understand why these people appeared in Genghis Khan's secret burial." ”

"Why?" With a bang, the fat man grabbed the pheasant again with a shovel.

"Stupid, we've all fallen into a misunderstanding, these guys aren't guarding Genghis Khan's tomb at all." Zhang Meng hurriedly said: "They are the mausoleum guards left by Zhu Quan, the king of Ning. ”

"No wonder!" The fat man also exclaimed, and then remembered everyone's previous analysis of Ning Wang Zhu Quan: "That's right, since Ning Wang Zhu Quan likes to invite some strange people to be guests, he can naturally recruit such a master." Since Qishan and Eight Gates are tomb robberies that have been inherited for hundreds of years, it is normal for them to have a life and death covenant with Zhu Quan, King of Ning, in the Ming Dynasty. ”

"!" The fat man pouted: "Why did we mess with these perverted guys......"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's quickly ask the third uncle if they have a way to crack this puppet technique!"

Without waiting for Zhang Meng to ask, Zhao San shook his head and sighed: "Third uncle, I only mixed up with horse bandits back then, how can I know these secrets of the rivers and lakes that have been lost for I don't know how many years." ”

"! Wouldn't that tire us out? The fat man secretly snorted badly, and scolded at the tireless young boy in front of him: "It's okay to be tired of this big blue bird, Nima, and it will affect us." No, Zhang Quede, you take it first, I'll rest for a while. ”

"Go, it's not interesting!"

"Let's change shifts later." The fat man said apologetically, and scolded Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng: "I said that you two old guys can't come over to help?" ”

"Hey, hey." Gongsun Sheng unscrewed the cigarette pouch pole in his hand like a screw, and it wasn't until he pulled out a cold thin sword from it that he smiled mysteriously at the fat man: "We don't have this kung fu anymore." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the fat man and Zhang Meng to understand what was going on, Gongsun Sheng held his sword and pointed at the dark night sky: "Since you have exposed your feet, don't hide it." ”

"This stinky old man, if you don't help, it doesn't matter, why are you still confused." The fat man looked at Gongsun Sheng's eyes as if he was looking at a neuropathy.

"You little fat man really don't know." At this moment, Zhao San also hugged his fist at the night sky: "White Horse Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng of the Cloud Dragon are here, friends come out to meet!" ”

Seeing that the fat man had to say more, Zhang Meng hurriedly reminded in a whisper: "Second goods!" The third uncle and Gongsun Sheng are registering numbers, and since the other party is from the rivers and lakes, they naturally have to use the rules of the rivers and lakes to meet each other. ”

"Huh?"

"Once the third uncle and Gongsun Shengkong control this master of the shadow puppet gate, Qingzhi probably won't be manipulated by him." Zhang Meng explained.

"I'll go!" The fat man exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of it? ”

Zhang Meng glanced at the fat man: "It's not that you didn't expect it, but you are reluctant to use your head at all." ”

"Damn! Are you scolding the fat man in disguise, I'm a pig? ”

"Isn't it?"

Just when the two of them were still thinking about gagging, the silent night sky once again emitted the strange laughter that had been before.

"Giggle...... Giggle......" After the laughter, a figure floated in front of Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng little by little like a ghost, and the shrill male duck said in a shrill voice: "I really didn't expect to meet Jianghu craftsmen now." ”

"Each other, each other." Zhao San secretly looked at the strange man in front of him, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that the Seven Mountains and Eight Sects, which have long since disappeared, would appear in distant Russia, I thought that these sects would be lost long ago after liberation." ”

"Less nonsense!" The other party's voice suddenly changed, and he shouted sharply at Zhao San in front of him: "You guys have no grievances with the Seven Mountains and Eight Sects, and I could have let you go, but the blame is that instead of refusing to stop, you killed our people, and let a few of you go down to the funeral today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure attacked Zhao San and Gongsun Sheng.