"Boy, it turns out you have a knife. I thought I was dead. Don't worry, even though I don't like you, as long as you save me, you will be rewarded generously in the future."
"Hahahaha... I don't deserve to die!"
"Boy, you may not know my strength. Like those green-skinned dwarves outside, I can cut each one with one knife. If this spider beast hadn't been careless, I could have hacked it to death!"
Hearing Feng Zhizhi seeming to say that he had a knife, Pei Chao shouted excitedly. However, after waiting for a long time, he did not get any response from Feng Zhizhi.
"Boy, why are you silent again? By the way, what was that thing you just read? Also, why do you always say one thing in one sentence or the other in your words? You..."
As he spoke, Pei Chao seemed to realize something and carefully looked at Feng Zhi's body.
"No, no, he doesn't have a knife on him?"
"The preface of his words does not match the words at the end. Could it be that this boy was affected by the murmur of the mist?"
Pei Chao thought of the people he met after he was born in this world.
Some people become insane in the mist, as if they are suffering from mental illness, and they must leave the fog for a period of time before they gradually recover. There are also some people who will not recover from the mental illness even if they leave the fog.
"Damn it, I was so happy for nothing. It turned out to be affected by the fog."
Pei Chao cursed a few words angrily, but suddenly found that Feng Wuzhi had made a move.
Feng Zhidao stretched out his right hand from the spider silk. The spider silk near his right arm was relatively sparse, so he could poke out the wrist of his right hand.
For Feng Zhishi, the most direct way to get out of trouble at this time is to break the shackles of the body and use his right arm to tear off the spider threads, so that he can break free from the spider threads.
However, these spider silks are too tough and his body is extremely weak. Although he can regain his freedom using this method, he will become even weaker and lose the ability to protect himself. If the giant spider arrives at that time,
He will be unable to fight back.
It is precisely because of this that Feng Zhidao chose a relatively safer approach, which was to cut the spider silk with a knife blade.
It takes a lot of force to break a normal rope, but it can be easily cut with a knife edge, and the same is true for this kind of spider silk.
As for where to get the blade, the walls of this cave are perfect for sharpening tools.
In the confused eyes of Pei Chao and Shadow, Feng Zhi closed his fingers into palms, and then rubbed the front of his palms against the wall.
He wants to grind the front ends of his fingers into bone blades.
The bone blade can not only cut spider silk, but can also be used for experiments, allowing him to test the [repair] function of the stone monument in the town square.
In fact, even if he does not grind his hand bones at this time, he will perform appropriate self-mutilation when testing the [Repair] function, so that he can more fully experience the principle of the [Repair] function.
It can be said that this is an action that kills two birds with one stone.
Feng Zhizhi's fingers kept rubbing the wall. The bearded Pei Chao was just confused at first, and then gradually became shocked. When the flesh and blood on Feng Zhizhi's fingertips were rubbed away, the sound of bones rubbing against the wall could be heard. Pei Chao's
His teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.
In the past seven days, Pei Chao had seen at least dozens of mentally disturbed people in the fog, but he had never seen anyone like Feng Zhishi.
Pei Chao was not the only one who felt uncomfortable, the shadow floating in mid-air also felt extremely uncomfortable.
Feng Zhizhi polished his fingertips seriously. His expression was serious and focused, as if he was polishing a dagger or dagger seriously.
However, what he was rubbing was not a dagger at all!
But fingers, his own fingers!
There was no sign of pain on Feng Zhishi's face, but it was this lack of pain that made people most frightened.
This is simply not something humans can do!
Pei Chao finally couldn't bear it and shouted: "What are you doing? Stop it! Stop it! You're crazy! You're crazy!"
"Stop it! Stop it for me!"
"Madman, bastard! Ah!!!"
Amid Pei Chao's shouts, Feng Zhizhi maintained the previous rhythm, rubbing his fingertips one after another.
When Pei Chao's shouting calmed down a bit, Feng didn't know: "Don't worry, as long as you return to the crystal monument in the center of the square, you can spend 100 points to use the [Repair] function to repair my palm."
Feng Shishi's explanation was not only meant for Pei Chao, but also for the shadows floating in the cave.
In fact, according to Feng Zhi's original character, he would not be able to make these explanations.
But now he has awakened the memory of Dragon Subduing Arhat Bodhidharma and has been affected by it.
It's not that he became Bodhidharma.
He is Bodhidharma, but Bodhidharma is not him.
After all, Bodhidharma is just his reincarnated memory.
He is still Feng Zhizhi, the only change is that his view of things has been influenced by Bodhidharma.
In the past, he was used to looking down at the mortals around him from the perspective of a practitioner, but after awakening the memory of Bodhidharma, he became more down-to-earth.
He should not abandon the mundane world, but should gain enlightenment and transcendence in the mundane world.
"It's a pity that Bodhidharma failed to complete the road to immortality in the end. Otherwise, I would not have been born in the Dharma-ending world. In other words, Bodhidharma's path is not correct."
Feng Zhizhi sighed, and the bone blade on his finger was also polished at this time.
There was a lot of blood on the wall and under his body. It looked very bloody, but there was not much blood.
Feng Zhidao showed a sunny smile and quickly pointed the bone blade at the spider silk that bound him. As he had guessed before, although the spider silk was tough and elastic, it had little resistance to the blade.
Just like some plastic packaging bags, they are difficult to tear by hand, but can be easily cut with scissors.
Although the bone blade he ground was not very sharp, it still cut some spider silk easily.
Just like that, a few minutes later, Feng Zhizi escaped from the spider silk under the incredulous gazes of Pei Chao and Shadow.
His body is still weak, but because he drank some goblin blood before, he has improved a lot now. As for his injured right hand that he polished, not much blood actually flowed out, and it did not have a great impact on his body.
Feng Zhizi smiled at the shadow in mid-air and walked towards Pei Chao.
However, just when he was about to cut the spider silk on Pei Chao's body with the bone blade, Feng Zhi suddenly stopped and delayed cutting the bone blade.
Pei Chao said: "You...do you want to save me? If you want to save me, hurry up. If you don't want to save you...just leave."
After Feng Zhizi's bloody self-mutilation, Pei Chao's words became much more restrained. He no longer called himself Lao Tzu, no longer cursed, and even looked at Feng Zhishi with a hint of fear in his eyes.
At this time, Pei Chao's expression was both fearful and full of expectation.
It was better to die than to live. If possible, he would naturally prefer Feng Shishi to save him.
Just because of his own personality, Pei Chao is a bit stubborn and refuses to give in easily.
Feng Zhidao didn't care much about Pei Chao's stubbornness. He showed a sunny smile again and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now. I will naturally save you, but the bone blade ground from the hand bones is relatively fragile.
, it’s a little blunt now, I’ll sharpen it first and then help you out.”
Soon, the sound of Feng Zhizhi rubbing his bone blade came from the cave, and Pei Chao's teeth began to chatter uncontrollably again...