In fact, he still hasn't figured out how he got in.
It stands to reason that he has rich experience in deceiving people. He specializes in several nearby mountains and has played the role of a poor woodcutter in different mountain temples. The probability of success is more than 80%.
Even if it fails, it is not a crime of war.
Either because the opponent is too cold-blooded or not a suitable target, or because there are monks or Taoist priests in the opponent's team.
The former old man could not enter the room and knew that the operation failed tonight. Although he was unwilling to do so, he would not bother too much.
If it's the latter, he won't even get close after he realizes that the situation is not good from a distance.
But, what is the situation of these three people in front of me?
It's obviously just a couple out for fun with a little boy, so why can they be so difficult to deal with?
Just now I refused to open the door, and now I don't know what method I used to throw myself into this transparent box, and...
The old man pushed hard with a gloomy expression.
The glass wall looks extremely fragile, as if it could be shattered with a single punch, but it is unimaginably hard.
His heart slowly sank, and he always had a bad feeling.
He was silent for a while, then saw that the three people across from him just looked at him curiously, without much surprise on their faces, and continued to eat happily there.
The distance between the two parties was not far. The old man could even see what was in the other party's bowl, but the other party looked expectantly like a monkey. What was going on?
After waiting for a while, the old man only heard the three people chatting lively with each other. The conversation usually mentioned a guy named Caolu Jushi, and occasionally talked about mental hospitals and mental patients.
Before he could figure out what mental illness was, the other party turned the topic to the Millennium Ghost King and the Black-Hearted Demon.
As soon as these two terms came out, the old man's expression changed a little.
Although he is a member of the demon world and has a similar diet to the others, his status is completely different.
He is just a mandrill tree monster. He usually practices in the mountains, and occasionally comes out to perform tooth rituals. Most of the people he deceives are lone travelers.
If you gather a few warriors with sufficient health, he won't get too close and cause trouble.
If the Black Heart Demon and the Thousand-Year Ghost King have graduated and are working as middle- and upper-level managers in the company, then the old man should have just graduated from kindergarten and is still nervously waiting to choose a good elementary school.
The difference is not even a little bit.
After thinking about it for a long time, the old man was silent for a long time. Seeing that the three people ignored him for a long time, the old man finally couldn't help it anymore.
He spoke with a sad look on his face.
"You...who are you? What do you want to do to me? I'm just a woodcutter!"
Although the bulletproof glass is thick, Gao Ning has reserved sound absorption holes in advance, so there is still no problem in the conversation between the two parties.
Gao Ning had long made up his mind to see what methods the old man had. After studying it, he would throw it to Alcatraz Island. Maybe he could get a useful skill.
So he didn't even raise his head and continued talking to Dr. Huang.
Doctor Huang was more concerned about it, and would look at it from time to time, as if he still had some doubts about whether the old man was a monster.
Xiao Hui finished off the beef and rice in three strokes. At this moment, he was contentedly holding a grilled fish that was as long as his arm and nibbling it bit by bit.
Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the old man, chewed the fish meat in his mouth, and sneered: "Stop acting, you are so humble, and you still want to deceive the poor Taoist? Save your energy, and wait until the Taoist has finished eating.
Send you on your way!"
Gao Ning was a little curious, turned around and asked: "You want to kill him?"
"Yes!" Xiao Hui said matter-of-factly: "Everyone can kill monsters and monsters. I didn't want to cause trouble before, but this old guy is so unyielding. Let's let his soul return to the underworld, so as not to continue to harm others in the future."
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"How to kill?"
"Uh..." Xiaohui scratched his head: "It's not difficult, just use this!"
He said, casually pulling off the pendant, holding the red string and showing it to Gao Ning. It looked like a knife, but it was only the size of a little finger. It was obviously a pendant.
Seeing Dr. Huang's puzzled face, Xiao Hui didn't explain it. He smiled, held the pendant in his hand, blew lightly, muttered a scripture in a low voice, and then opened his palm fiercely.
The small pendant suddenly turned into a machete more than a foot long.
The shape of this machete is somewhat similar to that of a ghost-headed knife. The blade is extremely sharp and reflects the shimmering cold light. The back of the blade is broad and thick, and there are even layers of scriptures written on it.
Gao Ning knew nothing about Buddhist and Taoist scriptures. After looking at it twice, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he looked away.
Xiao Hui explained: "Brother Gao, don't underestimate this magic weapon of mine. Master worked hard to find this for me a few years ago. It is said to be a ghost-headed sword that has inherited the friendship of three generations and can chop off a thousand heads."
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If it hadn't been for the executioner's family who suffered a terrible disaster and needed money to survive, I'm afraid such a treasure would not have fallen into my hands."
"Ghost-headed sword?"
Gao Ning was a little surprised. He looked at Dr. Huang and found that a glimmer of understanding flashed in this guy's eyes.
Obviously, she had the same idea as herself.
Although Dr. Huang does not come from the era of information explosion, he is a movie lover, and he especially loves watching ghost movies.
Costume ghost movies in this era are a big theme, and a large number are released every year.
Moreover, Gao Ning also got similar knowledge from Hong Kong movies in the 1980s and 1990s. The sources of knowledge for both parties are the same, so naturally there will be such a tacit understanding.
He remembered that there seemed to be a similar setting in a movie.
It is said that the Ghost Head Sword cannot cut off a thousand heads, otherwise the full blood evil spirit and the strong resentment lingering on it will refine the Ghost Head Sword from a human weapon into a magic weapon.
At that time, the magic weapon will corrode people's hearts and turn them into demons, causing harm to the world.
Therefore, these ghost-headed knives that have entered a critical state will undergo special treatment.
I guess Master Caolu got the Ghost Head Sword after he took on a similar job.
Seeing the three people holding up the ghost-headed sword again for no reason, the old man shuddered inexplicably in his heart. He stared at the ghost-headed sword tightly with his eyes, and he always felt that the faint red light on it was like a needle.
It makes your eyes sting.
He groaned and subconsciously closed his eyes, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
He secretly thought something bad, knowing that these people had already seen through his true identity and were just waiting to tease him.
He knew that he would definitely die if he continued like this, so he stopped pretending, opened his mouth and roared, the old body shattered like porcelain, and a ferocious-looking monster with a black body and four monsters like burnt tree trunks emerged from it.
