Chapter Seventy-Six: Cutting Ears
"You know what, monk, you have too many questions!"
"Boom!"
As soon as Lu Ming's voice fell, he kicked under his feet, and the huge force instantly caused the soil to splash, and the person had already rushed in front of the monk.
In the next moment, an invisible and substantial sword Qi flowed out, reaching the monk before Lu Ming, wanting to cut off his neck.
"Huh~"
The invisible sword Qi flashed, and a touch of blood red splashed down from the monk's right side.
By the slightest mistake, the difference was thousands of miles, and the monk flashed sideways at the last moment. Although the separation of the great head from the body was avoided, the right ear was split in two.
The monk obviously knew the gap at this moment, and he instantly withdrew and flew back.
However, Lu Ming was unforgiving, and with a wave of his hands, he followed it with a big demon fist. I saw a flash of golden light, and I hurriedly chased the monk.
The monk was in a hurry, and his eyes opened in an instant. Pinch a Buddha seal in your hand and push it forward. A force rushed out of its Buddha seal, catching the Great Demon Fist that followed.
"Ahem!ahem~"
A handful of blood coughed out of the monk's mouth, and it was obvious that although the punch was caught, the impact was so strong that his internal organs were not comfortable.
However, the monk obviously didn't care much about the injury, and continued to ask: "The little donor knows the twelve labor arrays, and he is also a Taoist Qi. The little monk dared to ask the donor, what is the relationship with the Heavenly Master's Mansion and Wudang?"
Lu Ming was a little depressed at this moment, and asked, "Why do you have so many problems as a monk? Aren't you afraid of death?" But one thing I can tell you is that I have nothing to do with the Heavenly Master's Mansion and Wudang. ”
"In that case~"
The monk bowed slightly: "The little monk wants to ask this female benefactor, why is there no emotion?"
"That~ emotion, what is it?Do you like it?I have this!" The baby on the side tilted his head and replied directly.
And Lu Ming was a little annoyed, if this thin monk was really that fat man, then killing him now would be regarded as a harm.
But before he could strike again, the monk saluted the baby directly, and then ran away. And the speed was so fast that it disappeared in a few clicks.
"Mingwa'er, he's leaving!" the baby reported as if on a routine basis.
"Then don't you know how to stop it?" Lu Ming asked rhetorically, as for the Sichuan dialect, it was led astray.
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From Shuzhong to Tianjin, the road is long. But fortunately, the traffickers sent about 900 yuan, which was enough for two people to take the train.
The train is a new thing for the baby. And if it's fresh, you'll naturally want to see it.
Like what~
"Beep! beep!"
Not far away, a conductor was busy blowing his whistle, because he noticed that a little girl had actually gotten under the train, and the train was about to leave by this time.
In the early nineties, the train started at this time and required the staff below to blow the whistle. After seeing that the train did not move, the man ran over in a rage.
But when he came, he found that both the boy on the platform and the girl under the train were gone.
"Ming Wa'er, that big black thing, run so fast!"
"Train!"
"Oh! It's a train! That~ can you eat the train?"
"Uh~"
After a short conversation, Lu Ming almost fell to the ground.
Then the two of them left the train station one after another, and as soon as they got out of the station, Lu Ming felt at least Wushuang eyes and consciously looked here.
And this kind of gaze is familiar to him, this is the kind of gaze he has when he stares at his prey in the mountains. Without the slightest error!
"Huh~ These days, there are really a lot of traffickers!"
Lu Ming sighed faintly, for this kind of person, it is probably the most in this era. But if you dare to take action, then you will kill them all! Anyway, it is to eliminate harm for the people, and if you die, you will save food.
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At the same time ~ inside a dimly lit house!
Gao Ning was sterilizing his ear, which had been cut in two, and there was a woman sitting on one side, some young and quite beautiful.
"Gao Ning, who did you meet? Zhang Zhiwei, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain? No, if it was the Heavenly Master, you would not be able to come back. The woman asked.
"Master Dou, if the little monk said ~ I met two children who looked like they were not yet adults, do you believe it?"
As soon as Gao Ning's words fell, Dou Mei was stunned for a moment, smiled and said, "Are you kidding?
The meaning of this sentence is not to surprise the child's skill is too high. It's a small child, how can he be emotionally tenacious to the point where he can't bend even with twelve labor arrays?
"The little monk doesn't know either. But the feeling that those two children gave to the little monk was very special!" Gao Ning replied.
"The child who can withstand your twelve labor battles is indeed special. Generally speaking, even the old man who has been in the world for a long time cannot withstand the constant twists and turns of this emotion. ”
Dou Mei was also a little puzzled, but what Gao Ning said in the next moment made her even more curious.
"No, you're wrong, you can't bear it. One of the female benefactors had no effect at all. ”
In a word, Dou Mei's curiosity rose to a higher level. She suddenly thought of a possibility, that girl didn't have seven emotions and six desires at all.
I don't know fear, I don't know how to be happy, I don't know how to be anxious...... And how can emotions be bent?
"Hehe~ I'm a little interested!"
"This is the first time that the little monk's twelve labor arrays have failed, and the little monk is more interested in comparison, but the fruit of interest is this ear. And, when I started it, the girl didn't move!"
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Three months later, nine out of ten of the villages near Tianjin have been searched by Lu Ming and the others.
Because he knew that the old guy had changed his name, Lu Ming had been inquiring about the fake name of Zhang Xilin.
However, after three months, it still has not been found. In this era, communication is indeed backward, and even the ID card is just as rudimentary.
If a person is determined to remain incognito, it is naturally extremely easy.
Wait a minute!
Suddenly, Lu Ming remembered something from his memory: the last foothold of Zhang Huaiyi's family was indeed near Tianjin, but the last time they moved, it seemed that it was because of Zhang Chulan's fight.
In this way, Zhang Chulan, who was born in 97, only came to Tianjin when he was five or six years old.
Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Such a long memory is really a headache for people to think about!
"Woo Wow ~ Woo Wow ~"
Suddenly, an alarm sounded, Lu Ming and Feng Baobao looked over, only to see a few government cars driving over.
"Mingwa'er, are they going to do it?"
"Are you still doing it, run! Those five teams of human traffickers who were slaughtered by us have been discovered!"
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