Chapter 395: A New Plan (Part I)

In all martial arts, we pay attention to "opening the span" and "opening the spine", that is to say, beginners in martial arts use crotch strength to run, and running in this way will minimize the consumption of their own body strength.

More advanced, the spine is used, that is, the spine of the back, and the principle of this method is to use the spine as the center of the circle, mobilize the strength of the whole body, and exert force at the same time.

Running in this way, it is fast, consumes little, and the key is to be particularly dexterous.

The so-called light industries such as "dragonfly water" and "water floating" all rely on the spine to exert force, so whether this person has kung fu or not can be distinguished from running.

The person who was running in front of him was quite stupid, panting into the cow, and he didn't have the posture that a family should have.

Sure enough, before he could run a few steps, the man shook his body and fell directly into the gutter on the side of the road, struggling for a long time, but he couldn't stand up.

I slowly flattened my pace, walked over to the man, and helped him up.

At this time, I saw the appearance of this person, a man in his forties, with a skinny black and red face, wrinkles carved on his forehead, a fat nose and wide lips, and the whole person revealed this honest and honest taste.

And he kept clutching the cloth bag on his chest, and his face was full of panic.

As soon as I saw his current state, I remembered the bulky pace just now, and the vigilance in my heart was lowered a little, but I still didn't dare to be careless, and the bad guys were never written on their faces.

After all, how could a big living person suddenly appear in a place where there are no people all year round?

Thinking of this, I slowly asked, "What are you running?" ā€

The man stiffened his neck and said, "What are you doing?" I—I'm running or wrong? ā€

He asked, but it gave me some speech, yes, this is neither a Taoist temple nor a small shop, what does it have to do with me if people run two steps?

At that moment, the cloth bag on his chest suddenly moved, which inevitably caused me to be alarmed.

I skimmed my eyes, looked at the man again, and asked, "Living thing?" ā€

When I asked, he panicked even more, took a few steps back, staggered, and sat on the ground again.

At this moment, he was half-lying on the ground, holding the cloth bag in his arms, his eyes were full of uneasiness, and he desperately retreated as far as I walked forward.

At this time, a mineral water bottle suddenly fell out of his arms, perhaps because he moved too much, "click", the bottle cap fell to the ground, turned a few times, and did not move.

The reddish-yellow liquid from the bottle spilled out, and the smell of fishy and feces instantly filled the entire nasal cavity.

I didn't hold back, I turned around and retched, the smell was too strong.

I didn't stand up straight until I retched until tears filled my eyes.

I wiped the corners of my mouth, endured my nausea, and asked, "What are you doing?" ā€

This person didn't seem to smell the smell, his face didn't change, and he still stubbornly stiffened his neck: "Cow urine, what's the matter, I bring a bottle of urine, you have to take care of it?" ā€

As soon as I heard that it was urine, I couldn't help but take a few steps back.

I can vividly remember the appearance of the master being slapped by the sunflower at the beginning, this kind of filthy thing has a fatal blow to the immortals, Buddhas and ghosts.

Right now, the Taoist temple is about to open, and the cult is about to move, if I lose all my mana at this moment, it will be completely finished.

I covered my nose and said, "Yes, you just stand here and pee, I don't care, I ask you, what is in your arms?" ā€

This person seemed to notice that I was a little afraid of this bottle of urine, and stood up directly on the ground: "I go up to the mountain to catch some game to eat, what does it have to do with you?" ā€

After that, he picked up the bottle and made a gesture to splash it on me.

I hurriedly took a few steps back, if this thing was splashed on my body, even the gods would not be able to withstand it!

I comforted him while stepping back: "It's okay, it's okay, you grab it slowly, I won't bother you." ā€

After walking a few steps, I shook my head and smiled to myself: admit it, admit it. Looking at him like this, I can basically conclude that it is the ordinary villagers around, and I can't attack an ordinary person who is unarmed and has no fault, right?

I rubbed my face vigorously, maybe I was too nervous lately, and everyone looked like a cult......