I'm a little weak, and the iron donkey is my brother, so I can't do anything with him.

Looking at the iron palm he handed over, I raised my arm in a hurry and clamped it with my armpit. I shouted at him again, asking if the iron donkey still recognized me.

In fact, the iron donkey is not as muddy as I thought, and he doesn't recognize his six relatives. After this palm, he frowned and said to me, "Apprentice, I just want to try your current skills, not to mention, Tibetan Gu is really a treasure!" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I still didn't feel like an iron donkey now.

We didn't fight anymore, and when we were separated, I went up to the dead lama and saw that his brain and bones had collapsed.

I liked the stick he was carrying, the thickness of an arm, and it was a good weapon for self-defense. I think we'll take the stick with us as we go on to escape.

But the iron donkey said that there was no need, and raised his iron palm again.

I understand that the iron donkey also has a feeling of transformation, and since he is so confident, I simply compromise.

I was about to climb outside the wall, but I didn't expect the iron donkey to grab the clothes on my chest and climb up with both hands and feet. At this moment, the speed at which he climbs the wall is comparable to that of Jiang Shaoyan or the old cat.

I had a vague feeling that I was being forced up by him. Although I saved effort, my clothes couldn't bear it, and it cracked a big hole.

I couldn't see my back, so I could only touch it and say a word in distress.

Going down, we were more cautious and didn't meet anyone else, and when we got back to our residence, the iron donkey was lazy and lay on the bed.

I looked at our clothes and appearance, it was so dirty. Especially on the clothes, there are a lot of blood spots.

I told the iron donkey, don't lie down in such a hurry, wash up first. I found a large wooden basin and faced the faucet, trying to catch a basin of water.

But I don't know what to do, the water flow is very small, I waited for a full ten minutes, and barely managed to get half a basin of water.

The iron donkey couldn't wait any longer, so he beckoned me again, let's wipe my body with this basin of water.

The two of us stood in front of the basin one left and one right, and I remembered a saying, when there are many monks and few porridges, we must rush to drink.

Iron Donkey and I are now, both vying to wipe our bodies and throw towels. The basin of water quickly changed color, and it was black and fishy inside.

The iron donkey is quite enduring, no matter what the water becomes, he will continue to wipe his body, and I think it's time to change the basin of water.

I told him to wait, and I was about to pour the water outside the house, but as soon as I got out of the house, I saw someone open the courtyard door.

Except for our house, the rest of this residence is empty, and to put it bluntly, someone must be looking for us.

The first thought that came to my mind was that there were some clues that someone had arrested us? But it's not, otherwise why would there only be one person and open the courtyard door so leisurely?

The man greeted me from afar. I can tell that it was the lama who first brought us here.

I said hello in return, but I didn't wait for him, and came back first. I immediately told Iron Donkey about it. We both knew what to do next.

We hid all the lama robes we had taken off. There is only a cabinet in this room near the door, and the lama clothes are placed here.

After that, the iron donkey was covered with a quilt and lay down on the bed, and I sat down on the bed as if it were calm.

After a while, the lama came in, and I looked at his expression. His face was not weird, he was still so lukewarm.

He didn't rush to say anything, and stared at me and the iron donkey. After a stalemate, I first asked him, "What is the master looking for us?" ”

The lama said coldly, "There are thieves coming in the temple tonight, the host is injured, and the monks of the whole temple are catching the thieves." ”

I was shocked when I heard this. I thought of the old monk who came out of the strange tower. At that time, I felt that this old monk was not ordinary, and his rank in the temple was very high, but following the words of this lama, could it be that the old monk was the host?

That's too crazy, to put it mildly, the presiding officer of the Theravada Monastery is actually a demon.

The donkey yawned and said that my brothers had been sleeping well, and that there had been no thieves here.

The lama looked at the other two empty beds and asked Lao Wang.

Of course, I know where Lao Wang is, but the problem is that I can't say, so I spread a little panic, saying that Lao Wang has not come back since he went out at noon.

Actually, Iron Donkey and I both have the same idea, hurry up and say a few words, let this lama go. But I didn't see that he had any intention of leaving, so he asked us emphatically, "The temple is not peaceful tonight, do you need to find a warrior monk to come and guard it?" ”

I shook my head, and the iron donkey answered, "My brothers and sisters are both strong men, and if we encounter thieves, we will be caught and handed over to the temple for disposal." ”

Seeing that we were so resolute, the lama didn't have anything to say in the end.

The iron donkey and I were both sullen, and we made up our minds not to take the initiative to talk to him, and the lama didn't want to be bored, so he went out again.

I watched him and secretly urged him to get out of the house quickly. Who knew that when he passed by the door, the lama suddenly stopped, sighed, and slammed into the cabinet and opened it.

I don't think there's any flaw in the cabinet, but I don't know how he noticed it.

He saw that the two dirty and torn lama robes inside, and they didn't look like monks, and suddenly laughed hideously.

Holding these two lama robes, he turned around and asked us, "I thought something was wrong with you two, but it seems that I guessed correctly, you two are thieves in this temple, right?" ”

I want to use the wording to justify it, but the problem is that when I see the lama's clothes, I really can't quibble in the face of such obvious evidence.

The lama skimmed the two garments and bowed back sharply. This action is familiar, I remember who used it, but I can't remember who it is.

When the lama returned to normal, his face was red, and the center of his head was slightly bulging, and he opened his mouth.

I could clearly see his two long, pointed tiger teeth. I think of zombies, but I also know that this lama is not a zombie, he must have practiced some evil arts, and he has just transformed.

It was the rhythm of the fight, and I hurriedly got out of bed and stood up, just as there was an ashtray on the bedside table next to me.

The ashtray is made of glass, and it is also very thick, and it is like a brick. I copied it up and swished at the lama.

I am not possessed by the Tibetan Gu now, although the strength is not large, it is not small, and the ashtray flies straight to the lama's head.

If you really hit it, you can just hit the bulge. The lama did not dare to resist, and reached out in advance and punched the flying ashtray.

I heard a thud, and the ashtray didn't break, but it bounced off.

The lama rushed to me, looking at the posture to clean me up first. The iron donkey stopped the lama in advance.

The iron donkey still uses his palms, but as soon as he and the lama got into play, I can see that the iron donkey's palms are not very powerful, and it is estimated that the toxins hidden in his body have also been consumed, and the potential has been exhausted.

Within a round, the horn took advantage of the loophole and hit the iron donkey's chest with his elbow for a good time.

The iron donkey screamed a few times, and one of them was unbalanced and leaned on the bed. His posture is funny, with the upper body under the bed and the lower body lying on the bed.

I guess nine times out of ten, the iron donkey is dizzy, and the lama is staring at me again.

I know that even the iron donkey has been defeated so badly, and I am not an opponent. I had no other trick but to take out the black box, grab all the hidden Gu that could still be used, and paste it on my face.

When the lama saw this, his expression was astonished, and he rushed towards me again.

After I was bitten by the Tibetan Gu, the pain came up at that moment, and I couldn't resist being caught by the lama.

The lama pinched my neck with one hand, and quickly grabbed the Tibetan Gu with the other. I found that he knew how to take down the Hidden Gu, and he was very skilled.

In a few moments, he held all the hidden Gu in the palm of his hand. He pinched me harder, put his face in front of me and asked, "What are you from, are you familiar with Master Ba?" ”

I guess this Lord Ba is referring to the bare-faced man Ba Tsering. I couldn't answer anything, let alone tell me about my dad and me.

But I played a trick and signaled that I was pinched too tightly, let him loosen, I had something to say.

The lama let me go a little bit. I said in my heart that I would give you a taste of my poisonous blood.

I bit the tip of my tongue and squirted at him. The poisonous blood had an effect, causing the bulge in the lama's head to move a few times, but it did not seriously hurt the lama.

He didn't wipe his face, and after muttering a sentence, he translated in Chinese and said, "You are looking for death." ”

Then he grabbed me with both hands, and suddenly increased the force.

Not only was I lifted up by him, but I also had a strong sense of suffocation, and I said in my heart that I was strangled to death by him without help.

I hurriedly scratched my hands and feet, which did not hurt the lama, but made him angry. He continued to increase the strength of his hands.