Volume 11 The Evil Lake Gathers Evil_Chapter 861 The Stick Beats the Fat Sea

His eyes widened and he asked in surprise, "Something's wrong?" What happened to the fat man? ”

"Bathroom." I didn't have time to explain, so I pointed in the direction of the bathroom and ran over quickly with my third uncle.

Since my attention was on the second floor and the third uncle's side during this time, I don't know what is going on on the fat man's side now. It seems that the sound of water that could be heard has not been heard for a long time.

We rushed out of the bathroom, and my third uncle and I had two headlamps and went in at the same time.

First of all, I found that the fat man was still there, and he was still lying in the bathtub.

Unlike the last time I found him, this time he was lying upright in the tub, neither touching the water nor leaning against it. Instead, it slipped straight inside.

I was shocked, and my heart was broken. The bathtub was full of water, and the fat man had slid down, and he must have drowned.

"Fatty." I shouted and rushed in desperately.

I rushed to the edge of the bathtub, only to find that the bathtub was full of water, and I don't know when it was gone. There was no water, which made my heart relax a little, so that at least the fat sea would not be drowned.

But the fat man's current state is not very optimistic, his eyes are closed, his whole body is tense, and the skin of his bare upper body is that frightening white. It's the kind of bloodless white, I don't know what word to use to describe it.

Although he was still wearing pants and could not see the color on his legs, it was not difficult to imagine that the skin of his whole body should be like this now.

Sweating coldly, I reached out and pushed him, trying to wake him up. But when I touched his skin with my hand, the first thing I felt was ice, and it was a little scary. The second sensation was hard, his skin as tight as a stone.

This situation is similar to the day I went to Granny Zhang's house with the fat man Ma Tan.

Their skin was also tight at the time. But the reason for the last time was later found out, and it was caused by a worm called Ruan Chan crawling into their bodies. So what about the fat man this time? Could it be that there is such a poisonous insect in this village?

I'd like to touch the fat guy again to make sure it's the same as last time. As a result, the third uncle suddenly shouted behind me: "Don't move him." ”

I was so frightened that I withdrew my hand and subconsciously ducked to the side.

The third uncle stepped forward, first opened the fat sea's eyelids, and shone it with his headlamp.

Then he didn't look back and said to me, "Yoko, go look and see if there's anything like a wooden stick?" ”

"Sticks?" Where am I going to find this black light, I asked, "Third uncle, my sword is made of wood, is it okay?" ”

"No, I can't. The attack attribute of the sword is too strong, and it is easy to hurt the fat man. Gotta find a stick, as soon as possible. The third uncle threw down a sentence, and he had already laboriously helped the upper body of the fat sea up.

I can't help it, so I'm going to look around for sticks or something.

I first swept around the bathroom, and happily, on the edge of the toilet, I found a leather pick, the same tool used to unclog the toilet. The long handle of this leather pistol turned out to be made of wood.

I was ecstatic, hurriedly ripped off the leather head, handed the wooden handle to the third uncle, and asked, "Third uncle, is this thing okay?" ”

The third uncle glanced at it and nodded: "Okay, you take it, I'll let you hit it in a while, and you can hit it." ”

I was stunned: "Fight? Hit whom? ”

The third uncle replied angrily: "Nonsense, can you still beat me?" Beat the fat guy, of course. Don't talk nonsense, delay your work. ”

The third uncle asked me to help him pull Fat Dahai out of the bathtub and let Fat Dahai lie on the ground, at this time the fat man's body was as hard as a plaster, as if the joints could not be bent. The third uncle rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a piece of yellow rope. Bunny Fly

The third uncle took matters into his own hands and cut off the yellow rope with a knife and tied it to the fat man's wrists, ankles and neck.

The third uncle measured the fat sea's back with his fingers, pointed to a place on his back, and shouted: "Hit, three times." ”

I hurriedly picked up the stick and struck it in that place.

The third uncle looked at it and scolded: "What about tickling? Use a little force. ”

"Huh?" I said in my heart that although this is not very thick with a stick, can I stand it if I hit it hard? But I didn't hesitate, because I was sure that the third uncle wouldn't joke about it at this time.

So I pushed hard again, picked up the stick and struck hard at the same position.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Three sticks down, I saw three blood marks on Fat Dahai's back.

But soon, the color of the blood stain changed. It turned out to be bloody, but it turned blue and purple in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the third uncle measured it with his hand again, pointed to another place, and shouted, hit.

I tapped it three more times.

The situation was the same as last time, and the scars quickly turned blue-purple.

I hit so hard, but the fat sea didn't even say a word.

I know the seriousness of the fat sea problem, and I am very glad that I got the third uncle back in time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to save him myself.

The third uncle kept changing positions on Fat Dahai's back and asked me to fight. At last, there was almost no good place left on the poor fat man's back, all covered with a layer of bruising.

I said in my heart, what is the amount of this, just tell me to beat the dead fat man's back all over and it's over.

But then I learned that this fight is also skillful. There is a strict order, if the order is out of order, not only will it not save the fat man, but it will hurt him.

It's just that I didn't understand how it worked until later. It seems that the third uncle's ability will always make you unpredictable. These skills of his can't be found in those serious Taoist classics at all.

When the fat man's back became all bruised, the third uncle stopped letting me fight. Instead, there were words in his mouth, and finally he drank: "Too high on the stage, the strain is non-stop, the evil spirit is bound, and there is nothing to hide...... Tyre! ”

With the last shout, the third uncle's right palm slapped the fat man's back of the heart.

I was amazed to find that the third uncle's palm print was clearly imprinted on the fat man's blue and purple skin.

But I didn't expect that after this slap, the fat man finally reacted.

I heard a "poof" sound, and the fat man let out a strong fart.

And I was crouching beside him and watching, this fart came out, it didn't stink, but I felt a cold wind pass in front of me.

As the fart was released, the fat man also let out a moan.

"Fatty, are you awake?" I asked.

"It's okay, carry it back to the room." The third uncle said.