Chapter 402: Qimen
Zhang Yushu couldn't help but be secretly frightened, so he retracted his head and closed the door tightly. Fortunately, the lights in the stone house had not been extinguished, and in a hurry, he picked up a large square stone in the house, which was the practice stone that the old Taoist priest usually practiced and meditated. There were thousands of catties, and Zhang Yushu picked it up effortlessly and gently placed it behind the wooden door. He couldn't help but be secretly amazed that his strength had grown so much at once. He secretly sighed at the old Taoist's shocking ability. He finally believed that the old Taoist priest was indeed a master in the world, and it would be great if the old Taoist priest did not die! In this era of wolf smoke, whoever has the shocking ability to kill the enemy is the boss.
Bullets from outside the house struck the wooden door, making a desperate snort. The situation is very critical, and as soon as the devil comes in, his life is over. He didn't want to die, he was going to save Xiao Meimei and that Japanese clown. He came with Xiao Tianjiu's mission. If you die, who will do all this? For some reason, from the first time he saw Xiao Meimei, his heart was sucked away by her. He knew that in these years, he was not qualified to love women. He knew he wasn't worthy of her, he knew he was daydreaming. However, he couldn't control himself, because he was a man, and it was a man's nature to like women. From the day he was a soldier and left his hometown, he had never been interested in a girl, and for some reason, when he saw Xiao Meimei, he had an impulse in his heart. Could it be that your marriage has moved? He couldn't help but feel that he was ridiculous, he was about to die, and he still thought about such a romantic thing.
Xiao Tianjiu was his savior, and before leaving, he promised Xiao Tianjiu that he would take Xiao Meimei back. There is no joke in the army, no matter what, he can't break his promise, he wants to bring Xiao Meimei back. Thinking of this, a desire to survive is getting stronger and stronger. What to do? It seems that there is only a desperate fight. Thinking of this, Zhang Shuwen immediately walked into the stone house with a tung oil lamp and took two bows. Put it on your body and take off all the bows and arrows, these bows are not the opponents of the devils at all compared to the three or eight big covers of the devils. But no matter what, it's better than dealing with devils with bare hands. Master! I hope that you will bless your disciples in the spirit of heaven to escape from the clutches of devils.
The gunfire outside became more and more intense, and strangely, the bullets hit the wooden door of the stone house like a steel plate. The wooden door remained motionless. Zhang Shuwen had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered that he had picked up the strange book from the sarcophagus. Zhang Yushu has studied in private school for three years and is considered a cultural person.
Under the dim red tung oil light, Zhang Shuwen opened the book and found the chapter of Concealment, which wrote: The technique of concealment is actually the technique of dodging illusion. The person who escapes must be as fast as lightning, so that people's eyesight cannot determine your position. To practice the form of retreat, first practice internal skills, and then practice light skillsγγγγγγ
"Boom!" The wooden door was blown open, and a thick puff of smoke rushed into the house. Little devil, let you people see Grandpa's strange escape today. Zhang Shuwen quickly comprehended the essence of the escape. The old Taoist priest taught him the skills of his life, and opened up his second line of Rendu, he felt like he was reborn, and his body was as light as a swallow.
Zhang Shuwen immediately put the book in the pocket of the meat, and the book was there. "Master, rest in peace! Let me send some human wolves to report to Hades! β
Zhang Shuwen picked up the bow and slashed it, as fast as lightning, and the ten devils who rushed in turned a blind eye to him. The art of concealment is really magical. Zhang Shuwen immediately pulled out ten arrows and shot them into the throats of the four devils who rushed in front, and immediately, the ten devils fell to the ground like ten slaughtered chickens, motionless. Looks dead. Zhang Shuwen was stunned for a moment, rushed out of the stone house lifelessly, and flew down the mountainγγγγγγ