Section 215: Ritual Instruments
Grievances are grievances, but now that he has fallen into his hands, it is difficult to die, the old monster did not stop the movements in his hands, and still unhurriedly tore off the rat meat in his hands piece by piece and stuffed it into Wu Feng's mouth. Use 56 Stacks to read 56 Stacks, completely ad-free!
Although Wu Feng was pointed, but when the rat meat was sent to his mouth, he could still feel the taste of the rat meat, although the rat meat smelled foul, but it was not as unpalatable as he imagined in his mouth, the key was that he couldn't chew it at all, and he couldn't experience much of the taste.
The white-haired old man finally put the large piece of rat meat in his hand into Wu Feng's mouth, and then nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "It's okay now, after eating such a delicious meal from the old man, your kid will not be in vain." As he spoke, he tapped Wu Feng's chest a few times again and again, unlocking Wu Feng's acupoints.
Wu Feng coughed a few times, and when he thought that he had swallowed the disgusting rat meat, his stomach was churning, and he was about to vomit when he opened his mouth, but he only retched a few times, but he didn't vomit anything at all, and this taste was quite uncomfortable.
"Young man, don't waste your efforts, how can the old man feed you make you vomit again, such a good thing can't be wasted...... Hehe......" the white-haired old man laughed.
Wu Feng raised his head, the expression on his face distorted with anger, "Old monster! Kill me quickly! Come on! Kill me as much as you want, do it! ”
"Hey...... Let's not mention this matter first, the old man hasn't played enough, you want to die now, the old man may not want to kill me now, just let you live a little longer, and there are still a few questions to ask you. ”
Wu Feng didn't speak, but just looked at the white-haired old man with a murderous and extremely cold look, eager to kill him with his eyes.
The white-haired old man looked directly into Wu Feng's eyes, his face was still smiling, and he suddenly said: "Young man, since you said just now that your master is the descendant of Maoshan and the Taoist leader who chases the corpse, and you are his apprentice, presumably your kid also knows a little bit about some shallow Taoism, then the old man wants to test you, see if you kid knows the magic weapon in the old man's hand!" ”
"You old youkai! And what kind of tricks are you going to play? How long are you going to torture me? Wu Feng said angrily.
The white-haired old man ignored Wu Feng's words, just stretched out his hand behind his back, took out an object, shook it twice in front of Wu Feng's eyes, and asked, "Can you kid recognize this magic weapon in the old man's hand?" ”
Wu Feng glanced at the thing in the white-haired old man's hand, and saw that it was a rectangular wooden strip-shaped thing, with a dark red body, and he couldn't figure out what it was for a while, so he sneered impatiently: "Even a broken wooden board is taken out to show me, and he said what kind of magic weapon it is, and he is not afraid that others will laugh and lose his big teeth!" ”
The white-haired old man looked stunned, became stern, took the object in his hand to Wu Feng's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You kid don't jump to conclusions so early, take a closer look before you talk." ”
Wu Feng saw that this white-haired old man was rarely stern, and he didn't look like he was laughing at all, so he had to put his eyes on the object in his hand again, and looked at it carefully......