Chapter 55: The Ghost
"I don't use a gun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Xia Yang shook his head.
"That's a shame. Wang Fatzi thought that he wouldn't make it, with a sense of regret in his tone, but after thinking about it, he smiled again: "But it doesn't matter, after you go out, Fat Brother, I will teach you well, how can we men not use guns!"
Xia Yang smiled faintly and did not speak.
If you want to say that it is just to make, he will naturally do. During that time on the battlefield of the Jingwu World, he had also used firearms many times, and also ransacked an arsenal like this underground fortress, and those guns and ammunition are still stored in the space of the Ten Thousand Realms Pearl. However, Xia Yang does not rely on thermal weapons, and more time, he still believes in his boxing skills more. Martial arts has now become his faith!
Boxing plus firearms, with skills and marksmanship, is indeed to see the gods to kill the gods, see the Buddha to kill the Buddha, there is a huge power. But when a person gives up boxing and changes to a gun, it means that his mind is not strong and he is not sincere to martial arts, so how can he practice invincible boxing?
Martial arts, can not be fake hands on external objects, only consistent, the soul can be complete, so as to enter the highest realm!
"Fat brother, why are you so familiar with guns?" asked Yingzi curiously.
Hu Bayi pouted and said: "Your fat brother has grown up in the army since he was a child, and his father played with guns for him since he first knew how to walk, and when he reached junior high school, he was already an expert in making guns." ā
Wang Fatzi said shyly: "Yingzi, I'm not blowing with you, you fat brother and I, a hundred steps through Yang, riding a horse and lighting are like playing." If you don't believe it, let's put an egg on your brother Hu's head. ā
"If you don't take the opportunity to blow it, I don't have the surname Hu. Hu Bayi said angrily: "The reason why I am reluctant to use that kind of gun is because the 38 type is not suitable for close combat at all, the penetration of the bullet is too great, and at a distance of 30 meters, one shot can shoot through three or four people." Unless you fight white-knuckle combat with a bayonet, it is easy to hurt your own people, and if you don't hit the enemy, you will take care of your comrades first. ā
As he spoke, he pried open the boxes on the shelves one by one, but he didn't expect that in a wooden box painted with plaster flags, more than a dozen submachine guns were turned out, and his face couldn't help but be happy, and he shouted: "Come here, see what this is." ā
Everyone walked over to take a look, only to see that the gun in the box was very strangely shaped, a bit like the British Stein submachine gun, the magazine was inserted horizontally on the left side of the gun body, and the difference from the British Stein was that the magazine of these guns was curved, and there was a wooden butt at the back.
Yingzi looked puzzled: "Brother Hu, what is this? Why does it look like this, is it a crooked handle?"
Hu Bayi pulled the bolt of the submachine gun, pulled off the magazine and looked at it, and explained: "This is a Japanese-made 100-type submachine gun, which is rare because the production volume is relatively small. It is estimated that it was finally equipped in order to deal with the Soviet army in the later stage of the war, and this gun is much better than the 38 big cover, especially suitable for close combat. Even if it fails, it will be stuck at most, and it will not go off, so you quickly throw away the broken gun. ā
After speaking, he handed over the submachine gun and gave Xia Yang a handful: "Come, Brother Xia, take a handful for self-defense." ā
Xia Yang didn't pick it up, he shook his head slightly, waved the big iron gun in his hand, and said, "It's enough for me to have it, I can't use this thing." ā
Wang Fatzi was a little puzzled. "Hey, Brother Xia, how can you have this broken gun. No matter how high the kung fu is, can you still beat the machine gun?"
"Hitting people with strength is like hanging a painting, and I am not afraid of guns when I am in the marrow! Even if you come across an enemy with a gun, like the three of you, and shoot me at the same time, I can easily kill you. ā
Xia Yang said indifferently: "So, if you want to practice kung fu, you have to put down the gun, and you can't rely on external objects in order to realize the real thing." ā
Hu Bayi thought for a moment and nodded: "I understand, this is called sincerity." ā
"Brother Xia, no wonder your kung fu is so high!" Yingzi suddenly realized, she thought about it carefully, and understood the truth, so she put the gun in her hand back into the box, and said firmly: "I won't need a gun in the future, I must learn boxing with you." ā
The fat man originally wanted to argue a few words, but thinking of Xia Yang's unpredictable skills, he couldn't say anything, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.
Hu Bayi had seen Xia Yang's horror with his own eyes, and he had also experienced the benefits of practicing boxing, and after thinking about it, he was ready to put the gun back.
At this moment, Xia Yang suddenly felt a dark aura, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body, his qi and blood shook, and that terrifying momentum involuntarily emanated.
"Brother Xia, you ...... What's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Xia Yang's face changed instantly, the whole person became extremely fierce, and there seemed to be a kind of murderous intent on his body, Hu Bayi and the others were stimulated by his breath, and they couldn't help but shake their bodies, and their bodies almost didn't go limp.
That yin qi flashed and disappeared, Xia Yang glanced at the place where the yin qi disappeared, and suddenly thought of something in his heart.
After putting away the momentum, Yingzi struck a spirit, pointed to the back, and said tremblingly: "Brother Xia, Brother Hu, I ...... just now It's like seeing a child...... Ran over there. ā
Even Yingzi saw it, and Xia Yang was even more convinced that he didn't feel wrong, the gloomy aura just now must be the ghost who was suspected of being a ghost in the plot.
Before, he was still wondering, how could he go all the way, there were no supernatural events, and there was no child's handprint on Hu Bayi's back, he thought it was his own appearance, which led to the butterfly effect, so he was waiting here.
However, before the gloomy aura got close just now, he was startled back by his own qi, which also made him seem to understand something.
It's like the ancient legends of those battlefield battles, generals who charged, and executioners who beheaded them at the execution ground. It's all a body of evil energy, and the idle yin soul doesn't dare to approach at all, not to mention Xia Yang, a martial artist who has used the Nine Aperture Golden Pill and has entered the boxing technique, and his blood is soaring to the sky, just like the scorching sun, it is the nemesis of the Yin Soul, and the demons and monsters can't avoid it!
If it weren't for Xia Yang's ability to collect breath and his usual routine like ordinary people, the little ghost just now wouldn't have dared to approach at all.
"Kids?"
Hu Bayi turned his head suspiciously, in this deep mountain and old forest, it is inaccessible, not to mention that this secret fortress is so hidden, how could a child suddenly appear for no reason, isn't Yingzi dazzled?
Wang Fatzi looked around, behind him was a T-shaped passage, it was pitch black, surprisingly quiet, where was there a trace of half a child, frowned and said, "Where are there any children? Yingzi, are you mistaken?"
But thinking of Xia Yang's bizarre reaction just now, Hu Bayi felt unusual again, and in disbelief, he looked at Xia Yang and trembled slightly: "Brother Xia...... You won't ...... See that too, right?"
Xia Yang's face was calm, his pupils shrank, and he nodded: "I don't know if it's a child, but something did come just now, but it was scared away by me." ā
Yingzi is a girl in the mountains, and her sense of feudal superstition is stronger than ordinary people, and when she heard Xia Yang say this, she was even more sure that she was not wrong just now, and her face changed in fright: "Brother Xia, did you see it too? Just now I really saw a child running through the passage over there." It's impossible to be mistaken, there are no footsteps, just the figure of a child, and it is almost fast, and it runs over with a swish...... Is there really a ghost?"
Xia Yang pondered and recalled the details in the TV series.
He remembered that in the original episode, the two children were a pair of boys and girls, both of whom were sacrificed for burial. When he was still alive, he was forced to take a large amount of mercury orally, and then he dug holes in the top of his head, back, and soles of his feet, filled with mercury, and after death, he had to smear his whole body with mercury powder, just like making a specimen, and the skin and flesh did not rot after thousands of years.
This method also requires the use of living people, and the blood of the dead cannot be circulated and cannot be poured into it. It can be imagined how much pain those two children had to suffer in the process of production, which can be said to be extremely cruel, and the makers have lost their conscience and have no humanity at all!
Thinking of this, Xia Yang decided to follow Hu Bayi's original practice and take the bones of the two children out for burial, so that they could enter reincarnation as soon as possible and become new people.