"Bump!" The huge wooden stick hit the ground heavily, raising a thick layer of dust.
Immediately afterwards, the heavy stick was lifted high again and fell heavily.
Li Huowang, who was supported by Bai Lingmiao, looked on at the fool waving a wooden stick.
Although the injury on his neck has not recovered yet, after several days of lying down to recover, he can barely stand up.
"Harder! Hit harder!" Li Huowang shouted from the side.
Beside the bonfire, Lu Zhuangyuan came over with a smile while holding two grain steamed buns. "Little Daoist, what are you doing? There is a lot of noise."
With one blow of the stick, the surrounding woods and shrubs were smashed into a mess.
"Haha, it's nothing. It would be a waste to have such a big man here just carrying people and luggage. Give him some practice."
"Ah, that feeling is good, that feeling is good." Lu Zhuangyuan nodded and stepped back.
Li Huowang looked back at the fool with his upper body naked and sweating.
Even though this guy has a bad head, his body is really good, Li Huowang thought to himself as he looked at his sturdy body.
"Such a big guy can't deal with anything else. At least it should be enough to deal with ordinary robbers."
This is Li Huowang's plan to improve the strength of people like himself. It is not possible to rely solely on the two methods of Mr. You and Danyangzi with huge negative effects. Even if he does not know the gods and gods of this world, he still knows the most primitive method.
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Don't worry about barbarism or not, it's better than nothing.
Not only will he be there to assist you when you encounter an enemy in the future, but he can also be there to protect you when you get sick.
"Okay! One hundred times, you can rest!"
Upon hearing this, the bald fool threw away the wooden stick in his hand and strode towards the bonfire, panting heavily.
He didn't bother to take a rest. Without saying a word, the fool took his extra-large rice bowl and started drinking noodles.
After a while, he ate another pound of noodles, but he was obviously very hungry after just exercising. He walked to the big black pot and started to use a bowl to scoop noodles again.
Watching him eat another pound, Li Huowang felt a little sad in his heart. As expected, he was poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Fortunately, he still had some money, otherwise he would have been destitute.
Li Huowang suddenly thought of something and raised his hand to take out his bell.
Looking at the Dao bell in his hand, Li Huowang recalled in his mind the smashed Master You.
"Can this thing still be used?" Li Huowang had a vague question in his heart.
In this bizarre world, whether or not this thing exists is a big deal.
"Let's go, help me go to the forest nearby." Li Huowang said to Bai Lingmiao.
After staying away until he could no longer hear the sound from the other side of the bonfire, Li Huowang stopped.
"You go back first." But this time Bai Lingmiao didn't listen to him.
"Just pee, I won't watch..."
The other party's words made Li Huowang a little bit dumbfounded, "I'm not going to let you offend. You go back first and come back in a quarter of an hour."
After waiting until he was the only one left in the forest, Li Huowang, who was leaning against a birch tree, pressed his forehead with his hand and began to ring the bell.
Everything around him began to twist as expected, but the lines were scurrying around and did not form Mr. You.
Li Huowang shook it with some reluctance, "Is this thing really so useless?"
As soon as this idea came up, the twisting lines around him were mixed again, and a new Mr. Yu was mixed. "Bihata?"
However, in the face of Li Huowang's doubtful inquiry, Mr. You's strange words still showed no emotion, as if it was not him who was slapped to death by the Buddha before.
Enduring his dizziness, Li Huowang quickly chatted with Mr. You and learned some unexpected information.
First of all, Master You has names, but their names cannot be pronounced through human mouths.
I don’t know what the person who saw it for the first time went through, and why they named it Master You.
Secondly, there is no concept of death in something like Mr. You, or in other words, it is not a living thing itself.
For themselves, apart from the concept of death, it does not have the concept of quantity.
"You don't have the concept of quantity?" Li Huowang thought of something and shook his head hard, and his already dizzy head became even dizzy.
Everything he sees now is a ghost, including Mr. You.
Looking at the two afterimages of Mr. You in front of him, Li Huowang seemed to understand something and started shaking with greater strength again.
As his head shook more and more, there were more Mr. You. Finally, the dizzy Li Huowang saw nearly 20 or 30 Mr. You in front of him.
"Ugh~" Li Huowang finally couldn't help the dizziness, and finally bent down and vomited desperately.
The ringtone disappeared, the surroundings returned to normal, and those You Masters also quickly disappeared.
After vomiting out all the lunch he had just eaten, Li Huowang began to vomit water.
He vomited until there was nothing more to vomit and he was about to vomit bile, then he stopped.
Li Huowang stood up, wiped his saliva with the back of his hand, gasped for breath, and held the bell in front of his eyes.
"If I had known about this before, wouldn't I have had to kill myself and invite Danyangzi?"
After thinking about it, Li Huowang put the bell away. "No, it takes Huayangshou to invite Mr. You. You can treat him for three months at a time. If so many Mr. You do it, I'm afraid that if you treat him once, your life span will be shortened by ten years."<
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Li Huowang held on to the tree trunk and staggered back the way he came.
As soon as I walked to the roadside, I saw my group and Lu Zhuangyuan’s group forming a group.
"Everyone, look at it, they are all good things. If the things inside are bad, I, Zhu De, will die of joy! Eighteen generations of our ancestors have been beasts!"
Li Huowang walked over and took a look, only to find that it was a salesman holding a mule and cart, and he was selling things to others.
Bai Lingmiao followed the long-haired girl and stood beside the car, holding some needlework and hesitating.
"The world is so chaotic, how dare you come out to sell things? Aren't you afraid of being robbed by thieves?"
Facing Li Huowang's inquiry, the young man with the big hairy mole at the corner of his mouth smiled and did not explain anything.
"Master Tao, do you want cinnabar? I have it all!"
Lu Zhuangyuan, who was watching the show, came over and whispered contemptuously in Li Huowang's ear: "How could a thieves rob him? This kind of peddler is the same as those thieves who kill a thousand swords. The thieves are responsible for robbing, and people like him
Just be responsible for collecting them and selling them!"
"So that's what happened..." Li Huowang nodded clearly. Also, the bandit villages in the mountains also need goods to circulate, and this kind of scattered peddlers are the most hidden.
"Master Dao, if you don't want cinnabar, why don't you look at other things? I have a lot of stuff." Zhu Dexi didn't care about other people's eyes at all and continued to do business.
Li Huowang thought for a while and asked: "Everything is very complete? Are there any things that can be used for killing people?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone else around looked over.
Zhu Dexi clapped his hands excitedly and started rummaging around on his mule cart. "Yes! Yes, yes!!"
This chapter has been completed!