Time flies, the sun and the moon go by, just like keeping a running account. Three days have passed. In these three days, I have been playing with flying needles. I can't say that I have made any progress. However, I have developed the skill of flying needles with my left hand, because I am
I am left-handed, but I have never dared to show this habit to others since I entered the first class of kindergarten, because when I write with my left hand, the teacher's small drumstick will accompany me at the same time.
Three days of hard work were not in vain, and my [Ziwu Brahma Acupuncture Method] finally reached the intermediate level.
I opened the skill menu and took a look at the skill attribute introduction.
[Ziwu Brahma Acupuncture] Skill level: C-level high-level, ordinary four-level skill type: Passive Skill level: Intermediate/advanced (25632/50000) Skill effect: It can increase the shot speed of needle-type hidden weapons by 15%, and the hidden weapon hits
The rate increases by 60%. Skill introduction: Acupuncture to save people, save all sentient beings, Ziwu Brahma Acupuncture.
Just when I was sighing inwardly and feeling complacent about the high skill attributes, a strange roar suddenly came from the distance.
"Ouch!"
I clearly felt that this sound was getting closer and closer to my cell. After a while, a player who looked like MJ passed by my cell under the escort of the jailer.
This person tilted his head and looked at me in the prison with a smile. Then he suddenly stretched his neck and screamed: "Ah!"
At that time, I was trembling with fright, my heart was agitated, and I thought to myself: "Isn't this nm my neighbor again? In what life did the old man get the blessing? It's so damn good to meet such a top-notch person.
"
Sure enough, the jailer led the guy past my cell and opened the one next to mine.
The jailer pushed the weirdo into the cell, and then said: "How dare you hold a concert of thousands of people in front of the Lord's Mansion of Qinglong City! Your crime deserves punishment. Just stay here for five days and reflect on it!"
As soon as I heard what the jailer said, I immediately understood one thing in my heart, that is - I've been having a hell of a time these past four days!
Ignoring the new inmate next to me, I held a caterpillar needle in my left hand and was about to nail it to the little man on the wall. At this moment, something disgusting happened.
"Ouch!" The guy standing in the cell next to me screamed again.
I was so frightened by the scream that I staggered, and the caterpillar needle came out of my hand immediately.
I was very sure that my injection was originally aimed at the Huagai point of the little man on the wall, but now my needle was nailed to the ground. I frowned and caught a flying needle, then turned around and hit the guy.
Private fights are allowed in the prison, but killing someone in the prison will result in double the punishment. Normal people cannot do such a thing. With this shot, I have secretly regretted it. After all, not everyone can hide at this stage.
He can't pass my flying needle unless he is really good at martial arts.
At this moment, I saw a miracle in the other person. I saw him open his bloody mouth and suddenly screamed: "Ah!" Then he took a few sliding steps, and a series of blurry figures dazzled my eyes.
With both eyes, the fierce attack of the caterpillar needle was actually neutralized by a few of his dance moves.
I rubbed my eyes, with a look of disbelief on my face, and calmed myself down. I glanced at his ID, good guy, this guy actually claimed to be the God of Dance. He looked at the God of Dance coldly, and I suddenly laughed and said: "Brother
What kind of tricks are you doing? You can actually dodge my flying needles so fast, your cultivation is quite good!"
The dancing god stood on tiptoes and said "Ah!" to me, and then said coldly: "Who the hell is your brother? You really don't know me? I often appear on TV. The dancing god on TV is Cheng Tianchang
It’s just a matter of fact!”
When I heard this, I frowned and thought to myself: "Singing all day long? Who is that? His nickname is so fucking exciting! Damn it! You gave me a nose, you got a fucking face! What an arrogant person, my 29-inch
I can't find any entertainment programs all year round on the large straight-panel LCD TV. Do you know who you are? I got into trouble for no reason. I didn't continue to entangle with him, but the feud was definitely forged. Now I
If I practice flying needles, this guy will definitely make trouble for me again. I rolled my eyes and immediately thought of a way.
"Grandson, grandpa made you suffer. I will use poisonous smoke to poison you today! Make you scream!" Sitting on the 'Daomengsi', I muttered to myself in a low voice.
After that, I took out the copycat Medicine King Divine Cauldron given to me by Cheng Bing.
[Medicine King Divine Cauldron (Fake)] Level: None Required Level: None Features: Increases the success rate of medicine by 25% Type: Cannot be dropped Put the Medicine King Divine Cauldron in the middle of the cell, I faced the God of Dance, gave him a bad smile, and said nothing
.
The God of Dance was naturally confused when he saw me like this. All he could do now was scream at me, "Ah!"
I glared at him and sneered: "Ah! Are you a monkey? That's right, while you can still speak now, hurry up and say a few more words. Don't wait until you can't speak for a while."
What is regret? By then it will be too late."
The Dance God seemed to be frightened by my threat, so he could only come over and frown and said, "What do you mean by that?"
I glanced at him with a gloomy face and said lightly: "Because I'm going to summon the dragon mother!"
"Ah! Oh, you idiot! I'm really screaming here, what's wrong with you? Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Looking at the energetic God of Dance opposite, I had the urge to curse, but then I thought about it, in today's civilized society, it would be bad to curse. I sneered at the God of Dance again, and I opened the book that Cheng Bing gave me.
When I opened the chapter on poison making in the Wordless Book, I took a quick look and finally found a recipe for refining a poison that can make people mute.
[Three-step voiceless smoke] Level: Beginner Proficiency: 0/1000 Preparation method: Poisonous deaf grass + three-step intoxication Effect: It depends on the quality of the finished product.
After looking through the package, I took out some poisonous deaf grass and three steps of drunkenness.
Opening the medicine box in the package, I grabbed two handfuls of herbs and threw them into the Medicine King Divine Cauldron. I held the [Wordless Heavenly Book] in my hand as a cattail leaf fan. I looked at Xiaohuo comfortably. There was no big problem, it was the Medicine King Divine Cauldron.
It was a little bit troublesome. Not only was the fire not strong, but there was still some smoke. The smoke was so big that it almost knocked me over. Seeing such a big smoke, I immediately thought of a good way to deal with this dancing god. I saw that I
I stood up and took off the [Heaven Overlord] cloak on my back. With a shake of my hand, I fanned most of the thick smoke into the Dance God's cell. The Dance God hurriedly let out an "Ouch" and then retreated to the corner to cover himself.
He stopped his mouth and nose and sobbed and cursed: "Grandson, you are not afraid of playing with fire and urine on the bed? You really want to make this a mess!"
Standing on the spot, I held my head high like a literary young man, shook my cloak with both hands and laughed loudly: "Grandson! I told you to 'aow', now you can give me another try."
Ah? Just wait for me. When my potion comes out, grandpa will play with you to the fullest! Ah!"
The truth is always cruel. The first batch of medicine failed. Amid the laughter of the Dance God, I found the shortcomings in my medicine refining again and again and corrected them. After only two hours, I initially mastered the medicine refining.
The key to medicine.
"The twenty-sixth furnace, it's up to you!" At this moment, there is no thick smoke in the cell, only the dancing god's almost crazy "Ah!"
Squatting on the spot, I looked at the alchemy furnace intently. After a while, a white light flashed through. Although it was not very bright, it still blinded my 24k gold-plated tin dog eyes.
When he opened the lid of the cauldron, what he saw was a puddle of powdery white flour, which looked similar to the white powder sold on the market. He carefully took out the powder from the cauldron and put it into a prepared porcelain bottle. The God of Dance happened to see this.
After a scene, he looked at me in surprise and said jokingly: "I didn't expect you to be able to make drugs at such a young age! It's just a matter of making drugs in reality, but now your business is in the game, right? You're a promising guy.
Oh! Oh!"
Ignoring his sarcasm, I took the bottle and took a look at its properties.
[Three-Step Qingyin Powder] Color: Medium Grade Duration: One hour Dosage: 20 times How to use: Ignite and turn into thick smoke, which will dissipate in 20 seconds.
Introduction: No matter who you are, if you take three steps after inhaling a trace of it, you will definitely become mute.
After reading the introduction, I took out a thin piece of bamboo, plugged one end, and poured one-twentieth of the medicinal powder into it. After preparing everything, I took out the fire break and smiled at the Dance God: "Man, don't
It’s just a pleasure for me to let you smell this good stuff, it definitely smells much better than the perfume on women.”
After that, I held my breath and ignited the powder in the bamboo joints, released my fingers blocking the bamboo joints, and quickly blew out the thick smoke. The target happened to be the location of the Dance God.
The Dance God looked at me with a sincere face, and it didn't look like I was lying. Then he took a deep breath, and suddenly he seemed to be flying. He thought to himself: "What kind of smoke is this? It's really true."
It's so fragrant. Is this the legendary saying that everyone gets drunk even if the wine is not intoxicating?' At this time, the dancing god was very happy, so happy that he danced and danced.
Step, it seems really exciting.
Seeing his change, I leaned against the wall and silently chanted for him in my heart: 'One step, two steps, three steps! Gameover!' "Ah......
............."
Looking at the dancing god who only has mouth movements but no sound, I suddenly laughed and said: "Grandson, why are there only 'ah' and no 'aw'? Don't you love scaring people? Ah! Ah! How can I do that?"
Say, I’ll make you so angry!”
At this time, if those little girls see me bullying the Dance God, they will definitely transform into a Super Saiyan and kill me to pieces, because this Dance God is indeed a king-level figure on TV.
It's just that there is one me among n people, and I don't know this guy. Everything is going according to the pre-arranged bloody plot. There is no suspense. Maybe I really want to do it this time.
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