Chapter Seventy-One: Tantric Double Cultivation
Kampot raised the submachine gun, aimed it at the Himalayan snowman's chest, pulled the trigger, and it was a shot, and with a bang, the bullet slashed at the Himalayan snowman with a sharp sound of cutting through the air. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The snowman was in pain, waving his claws at Kampot, his eyes were so red that he was about to burst into flames, and the expression on his face was distorted with anger, and he opened his mouth to grunt, and his fangs gleamed in the shadow of the trees at noon.
The villagers looked a little frightened, and the few people who were close to the front exclaimed in surprise and took a few steps back in horror.
However, after waiting for a few minutes, the snowman did not seem to be injured, and there was no blood flowing from the bullet area. Rather, the enraged snowman roared and tore through a few cowhide ropes, and the opening of the net was even wider, and it was not long before the cowhide rope net was about to be broken.
Seeing that a shot failed to penetrate the fur of the Himalayan snowman, Kampot became nervous for a while, and shouted: "Oh no, I said why didn't I die, it turns out that this guy is not as good as a knife and a gun." ”
The whizz of arrows swept through the air, drawing the stunned people from their anxiety, and everyone's eyes were focused on the arrow that had been shot from the crowd.
This arrow is mixed with strong wind, and it is obviously very powerful, and it should be fired with a strong bow.
The crosshairs of the arrow were impartial, and when it shot at the heart of the Himalayan snowman in the cowhide rope net, it was like shooting on a soft tire that was as elastic as rubber, and the force disappeared into the thick fur of the Himalayan snowman, and was opened by the snowman, and only a few white hairs were stuck to the arrow.
Everyone was taken aback again, this ...... This is not an exaggeration to describe it as undamaged. Lausanne was also shocked, could it be that this Himalayan snowman is really inferior to knives and guns? If so, how thick is this skin?
The villagers looked in the direction where the arrows were shot, and saw Yayi holding a strong bow in his hand, staring blankly at the snowman, and muttering: "How is this possible, how is this possible, even a gun and a bow and arrow can't hurt it, what kind of beast is this?"
Lausanne thought to himself: "This Himalayan snowman can't even hurt it with bullets, let alone Yayi's bow and arrow......" Seeing that the snowman was about to break free from the cowhide rope net, Lausanne was also very anxious: "It seems that this Himalayan snowman is really a hot potato, how can this be good?"
Just when Lobsang was thinking of a way with a sad face, Yang Jinram said: "This Himalayan snowman moves between the snow-capped mountains and the forest all the year round, and the fur on his body is covered with pine resin when he climbs the conifers, and the fur is thick, so it's normal that the bullet can't pass through, so don't panic." ”
At this moment, the snowman trapped in the cowhide rope net, one arm and shoulder had already poked out of the net, roared and continued to tear and squeeze out, some of the frightened villagers began to run in the direction of the village, a little bold said: "This little Zhuoma, what you say is better than singing, then you say, this fierce beast is about to escape from the net, what should I do now?"
Yang Jinram glanced at the Himalayan snowman in the cowhide rope net, then looked at Lausanne, and said, "Don't be afraid, just kill it." ”
Lobsang understood, nodded, and comforted the villagers: "Well, just like Ram said, just kill it, don't be afraid." ”
One of the villagers asked, "How can you kill this beast if you can't kill it with this gun?" You see, this net is about to be completely torn apart by it. ”
Lausanne ignored it, his eyes closed for three seconds, and when he opened them again, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and he lightly removed the submachine gun from his back and aimed it at the Himalayan snowman in the cowhide rope net.
In the next second, the huge momentum of the submachine gun sent a bullet into the left eye of the Himalayan snowman. A wisp of blood, splashed out with the juice that burst from the eyeball, and the Himalayan snowman snorted, then tilted his head back, and did not break again.
It turned out that in Yangjin Ram's words, Lausanne knew that the reason why this Himalayan snowman was invulnerable was because the thick fur on his body was stained with pine resin, and with the accumulation of time, it was stained with some fine dust, and when it passed through the snow-capped mountains, it was freeze-dried and hardened, turning into thick armor and hiding under the fur.
The stickiness of the pine resin itself and the thickness of the fur also greatly reduce the momentum of the bullet. Arrows are not as powerful as bullets, and they can't even penetrate the hardened pine resin shell.
If you want to kill it, you can only start from the place where it does not have thick fur and pine resin, then the eyes are the best part.
When the villagers saw that the snowman was easily killed by Lausanne, they all cheered, and they looked at Lausanne even more differently, lifting it up and throwing it into the sky, and when it fell, it was caught by the villagers, and then thrown up......
On the way back, Kampot said to Lausanne: "I said you boy, ah, this is a man who has gone to college, and his brain is good, why didn't I think of snowman eyes?"
Lausanne glanced at Yang Jin Ram, smiled slightly, and said: "Where is my brain is good, or Ram is smart, I sigh to myself!"
When Lausanne heard this, he smiled and said: "Well, that's right, I'll just say that you kid and I are half a pound and eight taels, when did you become so smart? It turns out that there is a master behind the guidance, hahaha......"
Yang Jinram took Yayi's hand, raised his head and said, "Can you two walk quickly, go back and clean up before it gets dark, rush to the foot of the snow-capped mountain behind the village, and inspect the terrain there, to see where it is easier to climb the snowy peak." ”
She paused for a moment, and then said, "Look at other people's sunspots, how steady they are, and you two have a lot of mouths along the way." ”
Lausanne and Kampot looked at each other awkwardly, and then went to Kuroko together, only to see Kuroko smiling Zhenghuan. They said in unison, "Laugh at your sister!"
Then Kampot said unconvinced: "He is steady, Ram, let me tell you, this time you really looked away." ”
Kuroko shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, you two...... Hey, but I see that Lausanne's marksmanship is improving rapidly, and he doesn't have an eye when he hits his left eye, well, the young man has a future, hehehehe......"
As he spoke, several people had already walked to Uncle Sanchi's house.
Sanji came back with Lausanne and the others, and when he returned, he was busy preparing tea and light meals for Lausanne and the others. Lausanne had no intention of disturbing them any longer, thinking about saying goodbye quickly, but after waiting for a long time, they still didn't see Sanji come out of the kitchen.
After waiting for an hour, seeing that the sun was already in the west, Sanchi and his wife came in with tea and a pot of steaming mutton.
Lobsang thought to himself: "A few of my lives were saved by Sanji and the villagers, didn't we just help get rid of a Himalayan snowman who invaded the village, and we didn't need to be so polite to us?"
Sanji put down the meat bowl in his hand, and a young and beautiful girl with Hada in both hands followed in. This girl is Sanchi's daughter, and Lausanne and others have also seen her, but they haven't spoken much, and they are not familiar, so I don't know what they are doing.
Sanchi said, "Daughter, quickly, offer Hada to a distinguished guest from afar." ”
Sanchi's daughter was a little shy, and offered Hada to Lausanne and others. This offering Hada is the highest etiquette for the Tibetan people to entertain distinguished guests, and Lobsang and the others did not know what medicine was sold in this Sanji Akke gourd, and they did not dare to slack off, so they took the Hada hanging around their necks, and bowed with both hands.
After the ceremony was over, Sanji's daughter immediately withdrew, and Sanji said: "Thank you to little Tashi and little Dolma for getting rid of this monster in our village......" He paused, and then came: "Oh, don't talk about this, come on, come on, eat meat, don't be stunned, eat meat!"
Seeing Sanji and his wife's sad faces, Lausanne thought to himself, "Sanjiac's speech flickered, and his face was so ugly, could it be that there is something else that we need to help with?"
Then he thought about it again: "Is there really any difficulty in Sanchiak for such a grand ceremony for us, why don't we ask and say, if we can help, we should do our best." The grace of saving his life, even if he can't repay it, it's good to be able to do something for his old man, anyway, it's not far from Futu City, and it can't be delayed for a few days. ”
After paying attention, he invited Sanji and his wife to sit down to eat and drink together, and a few people chatted casually, grabbing meat and eating it. Halfway through the meal, Lausanne asked, "Ake, do you have any problems?" Tell me, maybe a few of us can help you think of a way." ”
Kampot gnawed on the meat, his mouth was full of oil, and when he heard Lausanne's words, he also said: "Yes, I said Ake, don't treat us as outsiders, if there is any difficulty, although if we can help, we will do our best." ”
Sanji sighed and said, "Oh, how can I speak, have you ever heard of the Tantric Dual Cultivation Technique?"