"Ka ......" an old monk with a charitable face happily stood on the side of the tombstone and looked up at Liu Lijian, who was five meters above.

Liu Lijian didn't talk immediately, but stretched out a thumb and shook it while slamming his big dry smoking gun. The old monk smiled even more proudly when he saw this, as if he was a skilled cook and had been greatly praised by a sophisticated gourmet. It's just that this smile looks so weird, I'm afraid it's because the old monk only has one eye. He was not acquired, but was born with one eye, upright above the bridge of the nose and under the forehead, just like that, with the old monk chuckling and nesting there peacefully, looking carefully, the old monk's body was faintly covered with blue light, indescribably weird.

Liu Lijian seemed to be very accustomed to such an environment, as if he was in his own backyard as relaxed and natural, I saw him slowly smoke this pot of tobacco and then floated down the tombstone to stand on the ground and said to the old monk: "The quality is very high, the taste is also very particular, I like it, this is the secret recipe you tried to boil with fresh liver with your brain the day before yesterday......?" Let's take a closer look...... It feels good, and it will be mass-produced according to this process in the future, and the price will be set according to the previous one, and another 20% will be added to the original basis. ”

"Ka ......" The old monk was still smiling happily and did not say a word.

Yes, this is the reason why Liu Lijian does not eat the food of the living, due to the limitation of the smoke soul physique, Liu Lijian can only rely on sucking the yang energy of the living and the soul of the dead, although it is not as frequent as the living, but the number of times he smokes once a day is enough for him to kill most of the living people in the school before graduation, or ...... Killed. Rather than eating this high-risk and not-so-tasting, he prefers to eat a processed finished product, a kind of weird tobacco produced by the school, which is definitely the best delicacy for him with a smoke soul physique. By smoking the incense produced after combustion, it can not only strengthen the strength of the smoke soul's physique, but also greatly satisfy the taste buds of the eater. Due to the too many restrictions of the smoke soul physique, although the ability is fierce, very few people choose to exchange this physique, and the recipients of the corresponding products are very few, which directly restricts the development of food in this aspect, so Liu Lijian's food types are relatively single.

But fortunately, the old monk in charge of this matter is a fanatical food developer to a certain extent, which makes Liu Lijian feel a lot better.

In the stands of the playground, Chang Feizhan rarely sat with Chang Feibai for lunch, chatting about Liu Lijian's food. Although Chang Feibai was accustomed to the absurdity of the surrounding environment, he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"No wonder I call him the King of Tablets, it turns out that this is the case, I used to see ghosts in the daytime, so who is that monk?" Chang Feibai asked curiously.

"His name is unspeakable. Chang Feizhan said: "I have met a few times before, when we had to deal with each other for the funeral of our friends. On the surface, it seems that he is in his eighties, but in fact he is said to have lived for more than five hundred years. Practicing in the small grass temple next to the school cemetery, responsible for the care of the school cemetery. Legend has it that the deity is a man-eating lizard that has become a climate, and enjoys eating living people under the moon. usually has a bitter and bitter black face, once you eat someone at night, the next day your face will be full of wrinkles and huddle together, grinning and laughing. Legend has it that he considered a living person who had not been baptized by moonlight to be unclean, so it was safe to deal with him during the day and at night without a moon, and he usually showed a very disgusted expression. Of course, there are no taboos for someone with a special physique like Liu Lijian to deal with him, but in comparison, it will not make this old monster so annoying. No one had ever seen him speak, but he understood human speech, and his tongue had been seen like a serpent's letter. Because of its existence, the school cemetery is rarely visited at night. Even during the day, the most don't go, ominous places. ”

Chang Feibai couldn't help but be interested, and asked, "Where is the school tomb?"

Chang Feizhan seemed to shiver at the mention of the school tomb, and warned angrily: "It's on the west side of Qiudao Mountain, didn't you say why I didn't take you to the west side of Qiudao Mountain to have a look, that's the reason." All the students who died in the Seeking Dao College in the future are buried here, and are cared for and received by the monks who can't find the specific cemetery, and those who can't find the location of the cemetery can find the monks who can't get a wooden plaque, and they can find it quickly according to the tips on the wooden plaque. The size of the school tomb area is almost constant and there is no trace of expansion from a visual point of view, this is because there is a spatial formation in it, turning in different directions of each tomb will transform the different spaces of the entire cemetery, and walking out of the cemetery only needs to go in one direction to quickly get out of the school tomb. If you have to go there, avoid the night. Remember!"

It didn't take long for a slightly shy girl in a gray dress to walk over here, Chang Feibai was waiting to take a closer look after discovering it, but Chang Feizhan lost her chopsticks and slapped her face: "Let her catch ...... again"

The girl seemed to be Bai Gu, I saw her walk lightly through the rows of seats in the stands, twisted around and sat next to Chang Feizhan, and said softly: "Didn't I say, come to me for dinner in the future, I made you a soup to replenish your body." ”

Chang Feizhan looked like he wanted to cry without tears, and choked up sadly: "Grandma Bai, I really can't bear it, you want my life, I'm just an ordinary man, you can do well, I still have to rely on this spirit to run a business for Lai Bao's second master." ”

Bai Gu snorted and was happy, she was really charming and charming, this abrupt and charming state was stunned in Chang Feibai's eyes, but she didn't know where Chang Feizhan came from, she was completely unmoved, and still had the face of a filial son crying dead father.

Seeing these two people coming and going, Chang Feibai hurriedly picked up two mouthfuls of food and fled in a hurry, leaving only the former master and slave rivals...... No, it's the dog man and the woman - the one who wants to welcome and be ashamed there.

"Stinky and shameless!"

"Well, it's shameless!"

Seeing Chang Feizhan who was about to commit the Peach Blossom Tribulation from a distance, the gangster teenagers who had robbed Chang Feibai before couldn't help but secretly despise and scolded repeatedly.

At noon, on the empty shooting range, the right arm was thrown out suddenly, and the palm of the hand shone brightly, and then it disappeared in an instant, and Caron had appeared in his hand, and by this time the whole right arm had been thrown straight, and the fingers hurriedly grabbed it-"Bang!" Due to inertia, the muzzle of the gun is obviously completed in a state of motion, and this set of coherent actions is often referred to as "throwing the gun". The person who completed this set (more fine reading, all in the vertical and horizontal Chinese network) action was Chang Feibai, who hurriedly escaped from the playground stands, originally to practice one-handed summoning Caron and synchronously switching one-handed combat readiness stance, but when grabbing the gun, an accident occurred, because the previous mood had not completely calmed down, the action was slightly stiff and too strong, and the trigger was pulled when the muzzle was not aimed at the target bull's-eye.

Theoretically speaking, the bullet of the conventional individual weapon will be propelled forward in accordance with the inertial linear motion after the bullet is discharged, especially within 500 meters can maintain the muzzle velocity of supersonic speed, plus the bullet is affected by the design of the gun chamber, it will generally produce its own high-speed rotation to maintain the linear motion, because the speed is generally in the range of supersonic speed, the bullet can break through the distance of a kilometer within a few tenths of a second, but the bullet outside the kilometer range will be greatly affected by gravity, and the trajectory will slide。 The process from firing the gun to hitting the target, no matter how much human interference there is, will basically maintain a basic linear motion.

Therefore, it is impossible to rely on the so-called gun throwing technique to artificially change the trajectory to a parabolic way of travel, but it is this unintentional gun throwing routine that makes Chang Feibai hit a target that is absolutely impossible to hit in the distance, although it did not hit the bull's-eye, but this blow is enough to make Chang Feibai change his original perception of this gun. Chang Feibai couldn't help but calm down, holding the gun and standing in place to savor the process of the gun just now.

The moment the gun was fired, everything was so natural, after tens of millions of repetitions of the same action...... At the same time as Cuarón's summoning appeared in the palm of his hand, his fingers were clasped to the body of the gun, due to the influence of various subtle factors, the movement of the gun seemed to be a little earlier, and at the same time, the force was unbalanced, and the trigger was pulled while the muzzle of the gun slid towards the target, and before the gunshots rang out, a simple and complex thinking blank was embedded...... At that time, due to the high level of mental tension, consciousness manifested itself in an extreme form, with one end concentrating on the firing of the gun, while the other end was scattered in a jet based on the overly concentrated dots......

That simple thinking...... It is the instinctive expectation of hitting the target at the moment of firing, and it is the will of instinctive expectation to hit the target!

"Bang!"

Chang Feibai once again felt the previous state of mind and threw out a shot, he firmly believed that Caron could do it, but this shot was very outrageously off target. However, this did not affect his faith, and he practiced this all afternoon, sometimes even taking the gun out of his hands during the summoning phase, but he still practiced again and again. The number of shooting practitioners continues to increase in the afternoon, but no one points fingers at Chang Feibai, unusual things are commonplace for them, everyone has grotesque but powerful hole cards, and must not be confused by the weird and neurotic appearance in front of them, this is one of the survival rules of this environment, everyone thinks it is, so Chang Feibai also practices very openly.

After half a day, he actually hit the target a few times, at an extremely incredible angle, although there is no machine that captures ballistics to help him simulate and analyze the data, but through the most primitive repetitive training of strengthening muscle memory, he believes that one day he will exert the power of Caron, although he still does not know why this gun called Caron has a nickname called the Distinguishing Hand.