"Many people think that injustice is the most terrible thing in the world, but the truth is the opposite." Fang Shiliang didn't give me a chance to speak, as if he was drunk, he got up from the ground, raised his hands and waved: "In this world, people who are thinking about how to harm people are all people, all people."

I don't know why, but at that time, I suddenly remembered the blind boss's eyes.

That's right.

It was the look of regret that he should not have shown when he sat in the dilapidated and messy back room, holding the photo of his wife in his hand in a daze.

When I first saw this scene, I didn't think much about it, but I just thought that the blind boss might have remembered some sad things, or blamed himself for the death of his woman.

But now I feel what Fang Shiliang said

Could this really be the main reason why the blind boss regrets it?

"In the mountains, how can you learn to kill wrong!" When I said this, I hurriedly corrected my mistake and asked Fang Shiliang instead: "How do you learn to prevent being killed?" ”

"What do modern people use to kill?" Fang Shiliang asked me.

"Guns." I said.

"And do you think a gun can kill me?" Fang Shiliang asked me with a smile.

When I heard this question, I looked at Fang Shiliang very seriously, and said uncertainly: "It shouldn't be able to die, right?" ”

Fang Shiliang smiled, didn't say anything, and walked silently towards the stone house.

He did not enter the door, but stood in front of it, then crouched down and dug the ground with his hands.

I was still curious, and I said that this grandson was going to dig up treasures or something?

Suddenly, I saw Fang Shiliang stand up coldly, turn around and walk towards me.

Before he passed, with his bare hands.

But when he returned, he had something in his hand that could kill him.

Gun.

"Where did you get this thing?" I asked curiously.

"Leave that alone."

Fang Shiliang smiled, sat cross-legged on the ground, handed me the pistol, and said, "See if this gun can kill people." ”

After I took it, I casually glanced at it, pretended to be very knowledgeable, and nodded: "This gun is good." ”

Fang Shiliang didn't notice that I was pretending, so he took the pistol back, opened the insurance, and laughed weirdly.

"Look at it."

As soon as the words fell, he opened his mouth, shoved the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, and put his fingers on the trigger.

"Bang !!"

When the gunshot rang out, I didn't react, and watched Fang Shiliang shoot himself in a daze, without any action.

Fuck me.

This grandson really drank fake wine and drank his brain?!!

"Brother Fang, don't"

I shouted, and was standing up, trying to go over to see if he could be saved, when I suddenly realized that the scene that had just flashed through my mind was not there.

Fang Shiliang sat motionless, looked at me with a smile, and withdrew the muzzle of the gun from his mouth.

I saw him cough twice, and a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with bullets made him vomit on the ground in an instant.

I now know why he couldn't die.

It's true.

No matter how much I heard him brag before, I couldn't resist the trembling of reality.

"Brother, your trick is amazing." I looked at Fang Shiliang with a look of worship and pilgrimage, and held his right hand tightly: "Can you teach me this trick?" ”

"I want to teach, but this thing can't be taught, the physique is awesome, how can you let me teach you?" Fang Shiliang smacked his lips and said very proudly: "You kid doesn't have this kind of life, do you know?" ”

After saying this, Fang Shiliang also gave many examples, which probably meant that he used more than 600 postures to commit suicide and failed to kill himself, etc

"I can't learn your tricks, what are you doing for me?" I sighed.

Fang Shiliang smiled and asked me quietly.

"What if I could teach you a shrunken version?"

Hearing this, I didn't think about it, stood up, patted the dust on my knees, and looked at Fang Shiliang seriously: "If you can really teach me this trick, the shrunken version will do!" I'll kowtow to Master right away! ”

"Look at what you said, it's really as rare as I don't want you to call me Master." Fang Shiliang sneered: "You want to learn now?" ”

I nodded: "That's for sure, this is more than a superpower X-Men, if I don't learn how stupid I am?" ”

At that time, my mind was already wild, really, not an exaggeration at all.

If I learn this unique job, not to mention whether I can live on my husband's bowl of rice in the future, it is not difficult for me to wake up and want to serve the motherland and participate in the Chinese Dragon Group and Zhongnanhai Qigong Class!

Compared with those formations that have to sacrifice life at every turn, this "special function" is much more awesome and practical.

At least I can't die, can I?

"Hey, Brother Fang, this can only prevent ordinary people from killing me, right?" I suddenly thought of the matter of the Dusheng Sect, and I couldn't help frowning: "Although modern warlocks are also quite avant-garde, most of them don't use guns to kill. ”

"You stupid?? You are a gentleman, are you afraid that other gentlemen will harm you? ”

Hearing this, I was stunned and didn't speak.

"Are you afraid that they will use evil magic to detain your three souls and seven spirits?" Fang Shiliang asked me.

"Don't be afraid." I shook my head.

"Are you afraid that they will rush you with their iniquity?" Fang Shiliang asked again.

I lowered my head, looked at the jade pendant hanging on my chest, and said, "I'm even more afraid of this." ”

"Isn't that enough?" Fang Shiliang hated iron and said with hatred: "Now sir, killing people depends on four tricks, one is injustice, the second is Gu, the third is soul detention, and the fourth is qi. ”

"I haven't touched anything like Gu and Descending Arts." I scratched my head.

"It's okay, I'll find a chance for you to get in touch." Fang Shiliang smiled.

"Hey, no, Brother Fang, does my learning of these things have anything to do with this special function you taught me?" I asked, confused.

"Are you stupid?" Fang Shiliang looked at me helplessly and said: "If you have my physical fitness, you won't use any spells to deal with ordinary gentlemen, you can kill him when you meet, and you can make him unable to find the north with a scraper on your ears, which is called direct and effective!" ”

"What kind of gentleman is there to deal with Mr. Tan?" I asked tentatively.

"I don't dare to say that I can smoke them, but your life has at least hardened hundreds of times." Fang Shiliang said very objectively: "In other words, this special function of invulnerability is just to delay time for you to set up a spell." ”

"I see." I nodded: "This special function, do you have to go into the mountains alone to learn it?" ”

"No, no, no, as long as you want, give me a few hours and you can learn."

When Fang Shiliang said this, he seemed to have an inexplicable excitement, looked at me with shining eyes, and said very seriously: "The reason why I let you stay in the mountains for a month is just to let you get familiar with this special function of the fuck bullshit!" It's a kind of battle! ”

"Formation?" I looked at Fang Shiliang in a daze: "When did you get up?" ”

"This thing doesn't need to get up, as long as the formation eye is arranged, it will naturally start." Fang Shiliang said with a smile: "And this formation has been effective for a long time, once you have a formation, you can use it for a lifetime, and you definitely don't need to start a second time." ”

Hearing this, I inexplicably had a sense of foreboding.

"Where did this situation start?" I asked him cautiously.

Fang Shiliang picked up the wine bottle, poured two sips, and said: "Where this situation started, you will definitely not be able to guess, let alone you, even your master, it is impossible to guess." ”

I didn't interrupt, I looked at Fang Shiliang without saying a word, waiting for him to give me an answer.

"This formation has to be used as a formation in the flesh."

Fang Shiliang said to me with a mouth full of wine, and compared with me with his dancing hands: "First you have to cut the vein, bury something in the place where your bones are attached, and then chisel your nine holes."

I can't listen to what he said anymore.

Chisel open my nine holes? What's the difference between that and gouging out my head??

Not to mention a living person, even a dead person can't help him toss like this!!

"Are you operating on me or are you going to make a fight?" I couldn't help but ask.

When Fang Shiliang heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then slapped his thigh violently.

"You're on the point!"

Fang Shiliang said to me triumphantly: "This is to operate on you!" Eruption surgery! Is it edgy enough? ”