Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 34 The original Erj
Seeing Kato Haruji getting closer and closer, I felt nervous and clenched my fists tightly.
On the contrary, Zamao Xiaodao was calm. He was hardly affected by anything. His eyes were looking forward, and he kept holding a piece of black soft leather in his hand, polishing the jade sword slowly. He was so nonchalant, as if he was
As a viewer in front of the TV, everything has nothing to do with him. Only the jade in his hand is what he cares about.
Sure enough, Zamao Trail was very foresight. Katowaraji ran to the big banyan tree six or seven meters away from the entrance of the cave. Instead of continuing, he lay down behind the tree and looked nervously into the forest.
Due to the angle, I happened to see Haraji’s ** posture with his butt raised. After World War II, Japan proposed that “a glass of milk strengthens a nation.” Since there is no such thing as melamine, the height of the Japanese has increased significantly (also
Or for other reasons, to be discussed), but Kato Haruji is not very tall, not even 1.6 meters tall.
So although he is handsome, he smells like butter, like an unweaned child.
However, this boy's viciousness still remains fresh in my memory.
The people chasing Yuan Er and the others showed some shadows in the gaps in the woods in the distance. I have good eyesight (I used to have 200-degree myopia, but after being gradually transformed by the golden silkworm Gu in my body, my eyesight is now perfect). I can see some general outlines.
There was actually an acquaintance, the well-dressed man with super strong battlefield awareness, the guy known as Bo Gong.
He is the number one underling of warlord Wang Lunhan, a big drug dealer in the area, and perhaps the commander-in-chief of the operation to capture Zamao Xiaodao and me.
I don’t know why, but I felt a burst of ecstasy in my heart, and there were only six words in my mind: “Dog bites dog, it’s a mouthful of hair!”
Bogagong only shook his head for a moment, and then hid in the dense forest. The two sides began to exchange fire, crackling, and it was a lively fight. To be honest, I experienced the gunfight yesterday, but as a bystander, it was the first
This time, it was like setting off firecrackers during the Spring Festival. However, in terms of firepower and attack range, the Burmese armed forces armed with domestically produced Type 56 semi-automatic rifles were basically able to defeat the Japanese armed with small pistols. The exchange of fire did not take more than two minutes.
, the people in black suits were basically suppressed to the point where they couldn’t even show their heads.
Zamao Xiaodao finally stopped carving his jade sword and pulled me to the side to avoid the stray bullet.
Bullets don't have eyes. If you are bitten into the flesh, you will only cry.
The sun has sunk into the sky, and there are clouds in the western sky, which are golden, but the land has begun to darken. The firefight lasted for another five minutes, because they were both hidden and could not see clearly, but judging from the screams heard, the Japanese
At least two people have been shot, while the Burmese armed forces led by Bo Gong suffered almost no casualties.
After that, the two sides turned off the flames and began to talk and negotiate.
However, what makes people angry is that they... they actually use English as a means of communication! So even though both parties were shouting at the top of their lungs, I, who was short on English, still felt very stressed. I turned back to look at Zamao Xiaodao, and he whispered
He said that apart from learning Ukrainian bedtime tunes from two Ukrainian beauties in Jiangcheng, he also had no foreign language skills. He was uneducated and it was really scary. I was so confused now. Apart from complaining in my mind about why they didn’t communicate in Yunnanese, I could only speak quietly.
We are waiting for the outcome of the negotiations between the two parties.
However, at this moment, I discovered that Kato Haruji, who had been squatting quietly not far from us, actually made an unexpected action:
He is making seals!
"Those who are approaching, fighting, and fighting are all arrayed in front." This is somewhat different from the Tantric "Nine Meetings Mandala" mantra that I have learned in the Twelve Dharma Schools. It belongs to Eastern Tantra (i.e.
The Japanese Shingon Esoteric Buddhism, with Toji Temple as its basic dojo, is an outer esoteric religion with a particularly strong formalism. Japan's Bushido and the shogunate killers "ninja" all borrowed part of its contents). Later, it became widely known with the Japanese comic culture, but little did they know
It first came from the Taoist masterpiece "Baopuzi" written by Ge Hong in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
The hand gestures of Katoharaji seal are so skillful and precise that they can almost be used as a textbook.
When he circled the thumb and index finger of his left hand, made a fist with the remaining fingers of his left hand, and wrapped his left hand with his right hand to complete the last movement, a whirling white breath suddenly surged out from his body. This breath was cold.
It was clear as ice, and there was a gust of cold wind. Then the boy took out something wrapped in red silk from his body, opened it, and found three pieces of white paper.
He quickly unfolded the three pieces of white paper, threw them forward, and softly yelled something Japanese that he didn't understand.
Something shocking happened: the three pieces of white paper began to unfold, like air-filled balloons, floating in the air, revealing their true colors. These were three paper figures cut from white paper, all wearing clothes.
The woman in the kimono is like a geisha in Japanese Ukiyo-e paintings. She is very similar in size and appearance, and is very lifelike. Moreover, her whole body is white, and her shape is expressed by paper-cutting techniques. Only her lips are specially painted blood red.
This paper figure is floating, with its empty eyes looking very lifeless.
However, after Kato Haruji used a unique gesture and spell to penetrate the whirling breath into the three paper figures, the thin paper figures did not fall slowly on the grass, but all of them fell into the grass.
Standing on the top, yes, they stood on the grass, like people.
From my angle, I could see two paper figures standing like real Japanese geishas, smiling strangely at the corners of their mouths, while the other paper figure seemed to have disappeared because it was completely turned sideways towards me.
I looked at Zamao Xiaodao. He opened his mouth, but there was no sound, but judging from the shape of his mouth, he should be saying two words: "Shikigami."
Like Chinese Taoism, Gu magic and Southeast Asian head-bending magic, "Shikigami" has also been spread in the island country of Japan. According to legend, it is the specialty of Japanese Taoist priests (Onmyoji) and is a kind of thing that mortals can see.
Unexpected lower-level spirits and monsters are manipulated by the spiritual onmyoji to do many incredible things. I have read the biography of Japan's greatest onmyoji, Abe Seimei, and I know a lot about it.
Unexpectedly, this Japanese boy turned out to be an expert at playing with shikigami.
As soon as these three Japanese girl-looking paper gods appeared, one of them, a plump woman, raised her eyebrows and looked towards us with empty eyes. However, maybe it was the wet talisman paper that burned on the miscellaneous path last night.
It worked. After a slight pause, it (she) turned its attention to the Bogagong group hidden in the forest. They were as thin as cicada wings, but their movements were surprisingly agile. They actually started to move.
From the side, it disappears into the darkness, silently.
These three shikigami, as thin as paper, gave me the illusion of seeing two-dimensional creatures.
However, we can still detect the evil power contained in it.
Maybe this is evil spirit?
Negotiations between the two parties are still continuing. Because the distance is too far, Bogarong does not know Kato Haruji’s little actions here and what he is saying loudly. I have a basic understanding of English, but this long paragraph has a strong sense of intensity.
I spoke English with a Burmese accent (Japanese accent), but gave up decisively. After almost half a minute, I finally no longer had to suffer this torture, because screams began to appear one after another from the place where Bogagon was.
I could see a thin soldier running back in the forest. As a result, his whole body was split in two from head to toe.
These were two living halves, and blood spurted three meters high in an instant.
Then I saw a flying paper figure flashing past.
The sudden turn of events caught Bogagong's group off guard. Fortunately, they panicked for a while. The Japanese immediately launched a countercharge and pushed their position back more than ten meters. However, they couldn't get past just a few green melon seedlings.
What a beautiful battle. After the forest was in a panic, Buddhist scriptures were heard coming out, getting farther and farther away, and finally they were almost inaudible.
Bogagong's people retreated into the jungle and disappeared.
After a while, a man in a black suit dragged four corpses from the forest, almost none of them whole, and threw them in the open space in front of the banyan tree. There was a man in a black suit standing guard at the edge of the woods far away. The man in a long robe
The old man stood in front of the open space and danced a sonorous and powerful dance. This dance is actually a kind of dance, but it has some Japanese elements in it. The three paper women stood beside the four corpses.
Next to him, the red lips were attached to the sticky place of blood, sucking in the blood.
Naturally, they cannot suck real blood, but as time goes by, the bright red blood begins to gradually turn black.
One of the Japanese died, another was seriously injured, and was almost dying. Kato Haruji had left the banyan tree where he had just been hiding, walked over, laid the dead man in a black suit flat not far behind the man in the robe, and knelt down to pray.
The man with glasses was busy performing final rescue operations on the seriously injured man, but the effect was obviously not obvious. In the end, he shouted something to the man in vain.
I listened carefully and understood what he was saying: "XXXX (name), Yachudie..."
In this case, this guy is not far from death.
After praying, Kato Haruji stood up, grabbed the man in robes who had finished dancing and said, "Teacher Liu Zhao, look at it, why do these guys keep chasing us? They are not even allowed to worship the pier.
, it’s simply unreasonable!”
The old man known as Teacher Liu Zhao nodded respectfully towards Hara Er and said, "Kato-kun, the area around here is the territory of the Gelang Cult. Yao Yuan is the secret agent of the Gelang Cult. The reason why they targeted us is
If you are so ruthless, if it is not a misunderstanding, then you must know that we are here for the Kirin Fetus! Kato-kun, you sacrificed the shikigami given to you by your family, but you did not kill them all. I am afraid that their ensuing revenge will be more dangerous.
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I raised my eyebrows. This guy who behaves like a Japanese is actually Chinese?
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