Chapter Twenty-Seven: Five Short-Stature Organ Masters
As soon as we woke up, we heard the bad news of a thunderbolt from the sky, and the master of the mechanism agreed with us to fight a decisive battle in three days.
Bad news! I thought that the biggest trouble at the moment was solved unconsciously in my sleep. But I didn't expect that I finally woke up, but I had to face such a terrifying bad news, God was really playing tricks on me!
What to do, do you want to pass out again?
When Seventh Master asked me with a serious face, what should I do? I really want to look up to the sky and sigh, why is my life so miserable? What to do, what can I do, now I don't have the strength to get up from this stretcher, what can I expect to do?
Suddenly I remembered a very important thing, three days later, three days after three days ago, then, isn't it today?
I really wanted to cover my forehead with my hand, but I couldn't lift my hand, and I tried to open my mouth for a long time, but I couldn't get any strength to use.
Seeing the distorted look of my face, Seventh Master continued to read as he walked, "I know you're in a hurry, but the way you are now, it's useless to be anxious." In the past few days, we have discussed a solution, and everyone thinks it is feasible. ”
As soon as I heard that there was a way, my eyes immediately widened, and my heart said: I was scared of Lao Tzu, there was a way not to say it earlier, I had to pant and want to scare the master to death!
Squinted at the seventh master, and glanced at him, the meaning was obvious, but Yan zhòng despised the ability of the old seven to talk nonsense.
Seventh Master looked at my up-and-down body, ignoring my sarcastic eyes, and continued with an elegant smile: "But"
But as soon as the two words came out, I immediately scolded Lao Qi in my heart, you are a rabbit cub, and I can't get along with the master. If you have something to say, you can't just say it all at once.
It seems that Zha Lao Qi did it on purpose, but after blurting out the two words. didn't speak for a long time, with the posture of a literary young man. He kept looking up at the sky, and then said faintly, "It's nice to lie down, the scenery you see in your eyes is so beautiful!" ”
I really want to kick him twice, and then let him experience the pain of not being able to move, and then let him taste the feeling of being unable to speak, but unfortunately, Lao Tzu is now paralyzed like noodles, and he can't move if he wants to.
Seventh Master is no longer joking, he is serious. No, he pretended to be serious and said, "However, we only have a 1 percent chance of winning." ”
One percent is the same as a concept, it is better to directly say that it is lost, and one percent, there is a good apple hidden in the ninety-nine rotten apples, and a grain of rice is buried in the ninety-nine mouse droppings, who has the ability to find them? Even if you can find out, can you still ask for it!
Seventh Master doesn't care about the bitter thoughts in my heart. Continuing to talk eloquently, the way he thought of was to "treat others the way they did." "Seventh Master Zha said that he was going to use the trap to deal with the Master of the Machine, I really don't know if he should be naïve or fearless?
The plan that Seventh Master Zha came up with in three days was to prepare to dig a trap. Then in the outer circle of the trap, make a circle of fake traps to make them not very conspicuous. It looks vague, but you don't dare to take it lightly. But the real trap is actually in the inner circle of the fake trap. And the real trap must be completely invisible to the other party. In this way, the other party can be fooled. How can I not see it at all, and I can lead the other party to be fooled, Zha Qiye and the smoker came up with a solution, that is, on the top of the trap, make a central axis flap that can be flipped left and right. Then, two people of similar weight stand on top of the flap to keep them balanced. As soon as the enemy attacked, the two men standing above immediately retreated at the same time. Enemies who step on top of the flap will fall into the trap, and this method will also capture them alive.
The trap is very simple, but a bit idealistic, his idea is very novel and novel, if the trap can be fully presented in the end, it will definitely be able to eliminate the hidden danger of the deceitful trap master. However, I carefully estimated that the risk is too great, and if we don't get it right, we may suffer from it.
The person in the team who can carry out this task is the smoke man with the seventh master, although I look very similar to the seventh master, but he is taller than me, and his slender figure is about the same as the smoke man, so when they were studying the method together, they had already considered it in advance, and after discussion, they all felt that this plan was feasible.
I really don't know what to say about this trap scheme, it sounds as simple as playing a seesaw, but in fact it is quite difficult, and it will test the balance of the two of them, in case one of them misses, it will really become a hatred for the ages; The second is to test the tacit understanding of the cooperation between the two, when evacuating, if someone runs half a step first, no, even if someone lifts one foot first, the other person may fall into the trap, neat as one needs to do a heart, how easy it is to say!
I thought about it for a long time, and I had the intention to disagree with this method, because it was too risky, and it was very likely that "I would kill 800 enemies and lose 1,000 myself", and the gains outweighed the losses. But now I am like a rotten fish, and my body functions have not yet recovered to normal, not only have I not thought of a way to resist the enemy, but I have become a great burden, and the words of prevention cannot be said at all.
When Seventh Master saw my expression, he knew that I was worried, and he comforted me that he and the cigarette man were sure that they would not joke with their lives. Since they both said so, they can only wait for the final result with their hearts, and there is no other way.
The time agreed between the Master of the Mechanism and us was dusk, and now we had to survey the place and start laying the traps. I'm still lying on the stretcher, my mouth finally has the strength to speak, and my fingers and toes can move, I guess my body should be able to completely recover tonight, but I don't know if it will get better before the decisive battle with the master of the machine? I was anxious, so I kept moving my fingers and toes, hoping to recover as much as possible, even if I couldn't help, I definitely didn't hold back.
I was lying on the stretcher, struggling with my body, while the others were busy and time was quietly passing in sweat.
As the decisive battle approached, everyone withdrew from the woods where the traps had been dug and waited for the arrival of the Master of the Organ in the distance. The night is a good thing for us, because then the trap is not easy to spot. It's just that I don't know what kind of terrifying and realistic mechanism the master of the mechanism will bring in the last moments?
As a result, the master of the mechanism appeared alone.
Under the bleak moonlight, a lonely figure, wearing a blue short hexagram on the upper body, and a tight-legged bloomers on the bottom, the figure is a five-short Wu Dalang, and he can't see his appearance clearly. Because he wore a square wooden mask on his head, on which were painted very ridiculously exaggerated facial features. (To be continued......)