Chapter Twenty-Eight: Six-Clawed Dragon Scales
The four-horse square Buddha shouted angrily and pounced towards Mo San.
With a mistake in both palms, he struck Mo San's chest and abdomen fiercely, with a faint sound of wind and thunder in his palms.
Na Mo San slammed his body to the side, but he could avoid it, and one hand struck diagonally towards the four horses.
Although the Four Horses Fang Buddha knew that Mo San's serious injuries had not healed, he had accumulated power for a long time, and he did not dare to be careless in his heart.
Seeing Mo San's right palm, he jumped out of the distance.
Mo San secretly screamed ashamed in his heart, his palm was really bluffing, in fact, Hao was powerless, even if he hit it, it would be ineffective.
Besides, if it was back then, how could the Four Horse Buddha avoid his palm?
The four-horse Buddha jumped outside the circle to see who was the right time, and struck Mo San again with one palm.
Mo San flashed his body back, and when he got his palm, the four-horse Buddha avoided it from a distance.
In this way, the four-horse square Buddha struck several palms in a row, all of them were dipped and left, looking for an opportunity around Mo San from afar.
At this time, Mo San was already sweating and panting.
Ma Yu hid in the stone, and his palms were sweating, and he had already seen that the four horses and the Buddha had made himself invincible.
Mo San's serious injuries did not heal, so he could only passively stand in place and fight back, but the four-horse Buddha was calm and relaxed, and he struck coldly.
Seeing that the four horses and the Buddha struck several times in a row, Mo San's steps were scattered, and he was already barely supporting.
Suddenly, Mo San's body softened, his body took a few steps back, leaning on the board behind him and panting.
Seeing the opportunity, the four-horse square Buddha struck his right palm towards Mo San's left shoulder.
Mo San Yan shrank his shoulders to the right, not wanting that the palm of the Four Horses Fang Buddha was a false move, and his left palm then hit Mo San Yan on his chest and abdomen.
Mo San snorted and fell backwards.
With a click, the board behind him broke into two, and Mo San lay on the ground with a bang, soft and powerless.
The four-horse Fang Buddha snorted coldly, stood in front of Mo San, and said:
"Mo San, you and I have no grudges, I want that treasure book and I have no other intentions, as long as you tell me where the treasure book is hidden, I will continue to heal you. When I have the herbs ready, I will heal your wounds. ”
Mo San replied weakly: "Don't waste your efforts, Sima Fang Buddha, I will never hand over that treasure book to you." ”
The four-horse square Buddha's face showed a hideous look: "Since you are asking for death by yourself, then I can't blame you!"
After saying that, he walked to Mo San's side with a cruel smile, raised his right hand and aimed at Mo San's face, and was about to split it.
At this moment, Mo San, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up quickly, and two fists flew up and down, one punch hit the door of the Four Horse Square Buddha, and the other punch hit the lower abdomen of the Four Horse Square Buddha.
The four horses didn't snort, like a kite with a broken string, flying straight out five meters away, fainting to death.
Mo San's blow has really exhausted the strength of his life, it turned out that he saw today's misfortune, deliberately showed weakness, and received a slap, luring the four horses and the Buddha to step forward.
Now that he saw it, Mo San laughed wildly, a stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and then fell to the ground heavily.
The mountain wind blew, and there was a dead silence.
After a while, Mo San opened his eyes leisurely, and saw that the four horses and the Buddha were also looking at him with resentful eyes, and both of them received a fatal blow, and they were all lying on the ground.
"Mo San, I can't live anymore, but for the sake of my thousands of years of service, you tell me where the treasure book is hidden?"
In addition to resentment, there is also a trace of resentment in the eyes of the four-horse Buddha.
Mo San smiled bitterly, this is a big secret hidden in his heart, seeing that he and the other party are no longer alive, he also feels unhappy in his heart, so he gently pointed his hand at the beast head that fell to the ground, and said softly:
"Do you remember this six-clawed drake?"
"Of course I remember, what does that six-clawed dragon beast have to do with this?" asked the four-horse Buddha puzzled.
"Then do you know where the dragon on this six-clawed beast has gone?"
The four-horse square Buddha opened his mouth wide, he clearly remembered that it took a lot of his own effort to catch this six-clawed dragon lin beast and sacrifice it to Mo Sanyan himself.
The soft scales of this six-clawed dragon beast were indeed found to be much less later, at least five hundred years ago, these scales were gone, and he was concerned about the whereabouts of the treasure book, but he didn't care about it.
At this moment, he was suddenly mentioned by Mo San, and he was very puzzled: "What does this scale have to do with that treasure book?"
Mo San coughed a few times and said softly:
"I hid in the mountains that day, and was seriously wounded, because I was afraid that the treasure book would be taken away by your demons, so I hid it in a hidden cave. ”
"Later, you rescued me and searched me, and I was already awake, but I pretended not to know. ”
The four-horse square Buddha sighed, he didn't expect that his actions that day had already been seen clearly by this guy, and this guy was so deep that he had endured it for thousands of years.
Mo San continued:
"Then you saw that I had no book on me, so you were relieved of your guard, and one day I came to the cave and quietly took a page of the book and took it with me. Every day after you leave, I will pluck off a few of the scales from the six-clawed dragon scale beast and engrave the spell on it. ”
The four-horse Buddha woke up like a dream, thinking that this old man was scheming, and he had really been played with by him over the years.
Then he wondered why he only took one page of the book with him at a time. Yes, this guy is very careful, and he is worried that I will suddenly search him. In order to guard against me, this guy is really painstaking.
Mo San Nan Nan said: "Every time I finish carving the spell on it, I immediately destroy the page, and then take another treasure book, and so on, intermittently, and finally transfer the spells on the treasure book to the dragon scales." ”
After speaking, there was another cough, and there was a hint of joy in the cough.
The four-horse square Buddha muttered: "You are really cunning and cunning, I also think that I am more shrewd than ordinary people, but I have been played with by you for thousands of years without the slightest notice, I really admire it in my heart." ”
The four-horse Buddha coughed and continued:
"However, there is one thing that is not clear, the spell book is preserved in the treasure book, what do you mean by turning it on the dragon scales?
When Mo San heard this, he couldn't help but have a smug smile on his face, and said softly:
"You know, there is a man in this world who fell under a spell at the age of seven, and her neck is covered with dragon scales. ”
The Four Horses Buddha exclaimed, "You're talking about the daughter of King Pichu, Snow White?"
Mo San nodded and continued: "Then do you know that the dragon scales on Snow White's body will all fall off every five hundred years, and then regenerate new scales? Do you know that every time a new scale grows on her body, no matter where the six-clawed dragon scale beast in this world hides, even if it is the end of the earth, there will be one less dragon scale?"
The eyes of the four-horse Buddha were full of resentment, and he said hatefully: "You calculated that Snow White was in the time to change the scales, so you engraved the spell on the dragon scales, and on that day, you cast a spell to change the scales engraved with the spell to Snow White's body." ”
Mo San looked up to the sky and said: "King Pichu, I have finally fulfilled my mission, I hid the fragment of the treasure book on your daughter, and it can be regarded as a sacrifice to you, is there a more secure place in this world?"
Mo San said as he faced the sky, and suddenly laughed out loud.
And the four-horse square Buddha came with a whimpering sound.
He did everything he could, but he didn't expect to find Mo San's way, this ghost king really didn't give it for nothing, he played with him for thousands of years in vain, and finally took his life.
The two of them laughed and cried, cried and laughed, and suddenly both stopped their voices and looked straight ahead with stiff faces.
Because behind the big stone in front of them, a person slowly walked out.