Chapter 17: Eagle Claws, Throwing Knives
I pointed my finger and pointed seven or eight people around one by one: "Not only are you stupid, you are all stupid!" You didn't even see that Zhang Mu and Xingzi teamed up to pit you, and now you are grateful to him! β
The tall head was on fire first: "What do you mean?" β
"If you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it!"
I found a stone and sat down: "In the past two days, except for the time I went out at night, we have been together, and what I have seen, you have also seen." As soon as we arrived at the door of the handmaiden, Lao Yang said, the handmaiden is a fierce place, did you hear it? β
Gao Datou nodded: "I heard this." β
"It's a murderous place, and he's still going inside?" I asked rhetorically: "The surname Yang is Mr. Feng Shui, his eyesight is better than mine, we all came in from the main entrance, is it the door of life or the door of death, can't he see it before he comes in?" β
The tall head was stunned: "Didn't he say that the door of death has been displaced?" β
"Shift bullshit! Do you think this is a formation? How can the door of death be so easy to shift? β
I continued: "After our people were lost, when I was injured and torn up with my beard, I kept thinking about what I had done wrong. I just figured it out that I was wrong in the first place! β
"There's nothing wrong with talking black words between beards, have you ever seen a beard talk black words to the bitter lord as soon as he comes up? He said, can the bitter lord understand? Flower tongue to find the bitter master, the first sentence should be to report to the family, but he made a black word, don't you think it's strange? β
The tall head didn't squeak, and Binzi slapped his thigh: "Oops! How did I not think of that? My grandfather said that he had seen a beard before, and those people talked to him like in "Outwitting Tiger Mountain", they all spoke vernacular, and only when the beard met the beard did they speak black. β
I ignored Binzi, and instead asked Gao Datou: "Do you remember, who asked me to probe the bottom of my beard at that time?" β
"Old crutch!" Only then did the tall head react: "You mean, the old crutch deliberately pushed you forward at that time?" Why did he do that? β
"To get us down!" I sneered: "The old kidnapper and the one surnamed Yang have long been ready to let us go down." You are also a mountain walker, can you easily go down the cliff? β
"Can't!" The tall head and face turned white.
People who walk in the mountains, when they don't have to, will not easily drill into this kind of black forest. Now we walk in this forest, I don't know how many years no one has entered into it, the leaves on the ground can not reach the legs, the leaves on it are all covered by the sky, although not to the extent that the sun does not penetrate at all, there may not be many places to see the light. This kind of yin qi in the forest is heavy, maybe you can hit the evil in broad daylight, who can come in if you have nothing to do?
If you want these people who often go to the mountains to go down to the black forest, you have to pay enough price; Either that, or just force people in.
I hugged my shoulders and sneered: "The ghosts are killing people in a row, isn't it to scare you, so that you feel that there is no way to live outside, so you have to drill into the dark forest?" β
"What do you mean...... It's true? "Gao Datou still holds on to a glimmer of hope.
"Is it true, don't you think?"
I almost didn't make him angry: "There are so many of us, how many of us can see the doorway?" If you keep believing in me, you might be able to take someone with me. Only if you don't believe me, you will come down. Isn't it true that the ghost hurts and kills people again and again, just to make you not believe me? You've really got their wish. β
Binzi answered: "But the monkey did lose it." β
"The monkey lost it himself!" I grabbed a handful of oceans from my body and threw them over: "You count them yourself, isn't it the same as the number that was placed in the yard at that time?" Take a good look at it, are the old and new oceans almost the same? Where did the monkey ocean come from? β
"Didn't he say......" Binzi stopped talking in the middle of speaking.
If the ocean can ward off evil spirits, it must have been pretended to be all the time, and they love to show off when they have nothing to do, if the monkey used to have the ocean, it is impossible for the people who often mingle with him not to know.
The tall head pinched the ocean, and his eyes were red: "You mean, the monkey's ocean was given by Zhang Mu?" β
"What do you say?" I asked rhetorically, "At that time, when I came back from outside, it was indeed reasonable for the monkey to open the door first. But why wasn't it your men who rushed out first? They're deliberately blocking you in the outhouse to keep you from coming out, right? β
"That's really the case...... Binzi said without scruples: "At that time, I wanted to rush out, but I just squeezed people back." β
The tears of the tall head finally fell: "Monkey...... It's been years with me! How did he ......"
"Isn't it close to you that monkeys are close to you, but not to others?" I said coldly, "He just didn't expect that he would be able to put his life into it." However, if he doesn't die, you won't completely disbelieve me. β
The tall head glared at him, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is the pit on me?" Is it Zhang Mu, or Xingzi? β
"It's all possible. Or, they've been working together. If I want to see it, Zhang Mu is more likely. I said in a calm voice: "At that time, I was going to push hands with the ghost attached to Zhang Mu's body, but as soon as I touched him, the ghost on his body left. Whether he was possessed by a ghost or not is unknown. β
"Why is he doing this...... Why did he ...... like this" The tall head suddenly lost control: "I have been treating him with all my heart and lungs all these years, treating him as my own brother!" How did he turn to me? β
I said in a deep voice: "I can only ask Zhang Mu about this." β
Someone hurriedly rushed over and pressed the crazy tall head: "Brother Gao, you calm down first, maybe it's Xingzi who is bubbling bad water!" At that time, it was the surnamed Yang who squeezed Xiao Li vigorously, and he also burned the clothes that Xiao Li brought back! If you want me to say, it's not necessarily Brother Zhang's hand! β
The tall head was persuaded by others, and finally quieted down.
Binzi stomped his feet on the side and said, "I said brother, since you have already seen it, why didn't you say it earlier?" β
"I didn't understand it before I came down." I shook my head and said, "At first, I just thought it was strange, and I didn't suspect Zhang Mu and them. I've been asking you not to come down because I think it's too dangerous to go into the Black Forest. β
"After we got lost, I realized that this forest had been tampered with, and some things were figured out at once."
I sighed and said, "What if I figured it out above?" Without separating from them, I wouldn't have had a chance to say it. You guys have guys on you, but Zhang Mu doesn't have them on them? If we really do it, maybe we won't even have a chance to turn over. Besides, someone has to believe me. β
It's true that I've practiced the iron cloth shirt, but that thing can't stop bullets. If they had a few guns in their hands, we would have suffered. Besides, the old crutch has never made a move, and I can't be sure how many things he has under his hands.
The tall head came to this point before he said with red eyes: "Big nephew, uncle can't stand you...... From now on, whatever you say is what you say! β
Binzi also helped: "Big nephew, what should we do now?" β
"What to do? What else can I do? Keep walking! Can you still sit and wait to die? β
I said helplessly: "So far, I really can't think of any good way." Now that he has lost his way, if he wants to find the cliff he came down again, the hope is very slim, so he can only continue to go further and find Zhang Mu and talk to them. β
"Still ahead?" Don't look at this group of carpenters, they usually have a hot temper and beat people up if they don't get it right, but when they really face ghosts and gods, they are even more timid than ordinary people. These people have all grown up listening to the legends of ghosts and gods, and the fierce gods and evil ghosts have long been ingrained in their hearts, and it is better to count on them to help, than to think of a way by themselves.
I didn't bother to take care of those people, so I took out a pair of chopsticks and a red rope from my backpack, tied the red rope to the middle of the chopsticks, and tied the other end to my right index finger, hanging the chopsticks in the air, watching it spin in the air.
I hang my chopsticks to show the way. It stands to reason that in such a place, it is better to use a compass or an immortal to guide the way; However, what Panshan Eagle pays attention to is to use local materials and do it quickly.
According to Lao Walnut's words, half of the old-fashioned things on TV are fake. A real master doesn't need to open the altar, even if he does, it's for people to see. The master has almost done things before the altar opens, but if you don't put on a show for the employer, he won't believe that you have gotten the ghost away.
Panshan Eagle doesn't need those fancy things. The beard walks the mountains all the year round, and at some point the ghost will emerge from you, and by the time you open the altar, everyone will be dead. Besides, how many things can a person carry up the mountain? If you want to live at the hands of demons, you have to be of some use.
Using chopsticks to show me the way is what old walnut taught me. The old-fashioned chopsticks are round in front and behind, which refers to the round sky and the place, which itself has the meaning of warding off evil spirits. Moreover, in the northeast, worshipping the gods, they usually worship a pair of chopsticks first. Hanging the chopsticks, or placing them directly in the water, has the meaning of godliness; Where the tail of the chopsticks points and doesn't move no matter how you touch it, it means that there are ghosts and gods pressing the chopsticks.
After I hung the chopsticks and saw that they were almost safe, I said, "Follow me forward." β
They didn't know what they meant, so they just followed me all the way forward. As I walked, I shook my chopsticks to see if they moved. After I walked out for about half an hour, the chopsticks in my hand suddenly stopped moving, the end of the chopsticks slowly cocked, and the head of the chopsticks pointed diagonally to the ground, looking like someone was holding the chopsticks and trying to pick up the vegetables.
Who is the dish?
There are only a few living people here, and the person with chopsticks must have taken a fancy to one of us.
After a while, the chopsticks slowly turned half a circle and pointed at me, and I immediately held my breath, and the whole person stood in place like a stake. The turned chopsticks paused for a moment before pointing behind me, right at a carpenter.
"Why do the chopsticks point at me?" The man turned pale with fright, and fell to his knees.
I held my chopsticks and quietly opened the ghost's eyes, and sure enough, I saw a figure standing in front of me with chopsticks.
Although the two of us were close at hand, the man seemed to not see me, and kept holding his chopsticks and staring at the carpenter, swallowing saliva on the ground, as if he wanted to eat but didn't dare to eat.
I puffed out my cheeks and blew lightly into the man's face, staring at the carpenter's ghost before turning my head.
The moment I met his eyes, I saw two black holes - his eyeballs were somehow gone, and there were only two sockets left.
Blind?
I was immediately stunned. For ghosts, it doesn't matter whether they are blind or not, even if they are blind in life, they can still be seen after death, and the wounds on the flesh really do not involve the soul. There is only one explanation for a ghost without eyeballs, he must have had his eyeballs gouged out before he died, and then used some kind of spell to seal his eyeballs, and the living person could not find the eyeballs after death, so he naturally became blind.
In just a split second, I saw the ghost sniff twice and press it in the direction of my exhale. I held my breath and tilted my head back slightly.
I was less than a foot away from the ghost, moving slowly forward and backward, just to get a closer look at what was going on with my eyes.
But in the eyes of the tall heads, I was leaning back at a strange angle, looking like a broken branch, and everything except my knees was bent, and everything else remained straight. The tall head immediately panicked: "Big nephew, what's wrong with you?" Don't scare me......"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the ghost immediately guessed that there was someone on the other side and reached out and grabbed me in the face.
"Get outβ"
I roared, and my left hand slammed into the ghost's hand. When I made a move, my fingers turned red, and when they collided with the ghost's arm, the fingers were like they were on fire, and the red light flashed; The ghost hand on the opposite side was like a burning yellow paper, and suddenly flames a few inches high burst up. The flames swept down the ghost's arm and shoulder, and if no one stopped it, the ghost could be burned into smoke in the blink of an eye.
What I didn't expect was that the ghost suddenly came out with a wolf-like fierceness, reached out and pulled the pointed arm off, and flew backwards screaming.
"Give me deathβ"
I pressed my right hand on the outside of my leg, pulled out a throwing knife from my leg, and raised my hand to hit it. The ghost, which had already flown out five or six meters away, was nailed to the tree by me and exploded into a phosphorus fire.
When I was hiding from the ghosts, my left hand was always behind my back, and I was holding cinnabar in my palm. Starting from looking up, the five fingers of the left hand were clicked on the palm of the hand in turn, and when the hand was taken out, the tips of the fingers must be all red.
I have been learning the Eagle Claw Technique from Old Walnut for ten years, and although I can't do it to the extent that my true qi leaves my hand for the time being, ordinary people's swords can't hurt my palm.
Old Walnut said that spells and martial arts are not separated, and kung fu can fight ghosts if you practice it. What are the internal forces? It's the spirit of man! The internal strength is strong to a certain extent, and it can directly disperse the yin qi on the ghost's body, which is almost the same as the spirit rune, but there are too few masters like that.
If the internal force is insufficient, he has to find a way to make up for it, and the method he uses is to soak his fingers in cinnabar. Cinnabar can ward off evil spirits, and cinnabar is indispensable for Taoists to draw talismans and exorcise ghosts. The ancestor of the old walnut figured out a set of ways to mix cinnabar, and the finished cinnabar was similar to the ink clay, and the fingers could be put on it.
I just secretly dipped in cinnabar just to make a move with the ghost, and the sound of the tall head just made me move in advance.
"Big nephew, are you okay?" The tall head didn't run over until I killed the ghost, three meters away from me, and after looking me up and down a few times, he cautiously asked, "Big nephew, are you the big nephew?" β
I cried and laughed and said, "Who else is it not me?" β
Gao Datou was relieved when he heard that my voice had not changed, and knew that I had not been ghosted: "Big nephew, can you say hello before you do it next time?" This startled me to death...... Hey, why are your knives so powerful? Is there something on it? β
I put the knife away quietly: "This knife has killed people, has a bad aura, and can suppress ghosts." β
When I say that, I'm completely perfunctory.
There are three unique skills at the bottom of the old walnut pressing box, in addition to the eagle claw skill, the other is the flying knife. His ability to rub walnuts and fight ghosts can only be regarded as a thing at best, and when he really encounters a mountain ghost who has become a climate, walnuts will not work, and those who can kill ghosts and gods are still on his flying knife.
When it comes to flying knives, many people will think of Xiao Li flying knives. The old walnut's flying knife is not so godly, and it can't be done in vain, and the length is about the same as a dagger, I have measured, from the tip of the knife to the hilt of the knife is eighteen centimeters, and the width is about two fingers. The flying knife did not have a handle, but it was wrapped around with a red cloth, and the blade was not only dull, but also left a layer of bloodstains, which at first glance looked like an old knife of black iron.
There are a total of thirty-six flying knives of the old walnut, which have been passed down from generation to generation by the master, and I don't know how many years have been passed on, and there are countless people and ghosts that have been killed, even if there are no runes on them, they are just as vicious.
The old walnut can be hidden all on his body, and others will definitely not be able to see it, whether it is used as a hidden weapon or suddenly pulled out for melee combat. And I can only hide eighteen, and if I have more, it will be easy for others to see through.
Old Walnut never let me use his throwing knife, and if I hadn't gone up the mountain by myself, he wouldn't have given me half of the knife.
I definitely can't tell Gao Datou about these things, if he knew that I still had a throwing knife on me, maybe he would ask me to borrow him. If I borrow him, what will happen to the rest of the people? So I just gave him a perfunctory past.
Without waiting for the tall head to ask me again, he hurried in the direction where the ghost had retreated. Once the ghost who did not enter the Netherworld is injured, the best thing to do is to quickly hide in the coffin or corpse to recuperate. I deliberately didn't kill that ghost at once, just to see which direction he was flying, and maybe I could find some clues if I followed him.