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Chapter 5

The man who took the knife looked down and saw that the bamboo cutter's crotch was really open. He didn't know whether the other party was playing a trick on him or he was really naive, and he was stunned for a moment.

The bamboo cutter handed a needle to the knife-taker: "One needle is enough, no need for two."

The knife-snatcher smiled dryly and took the needle. The bamboo cutter first pinned the remaining needle to his front, then lowered his head and untied the hemp rope around his waist, causing his fat hemp pants to fall down immediately.

"Why did you take off your pants?"

The voice of the person who took the knife was shocked and angry.

The bamboo cutter raised his head and said with a smile: "You are so funny. My crotch is open. How can I sew my pants if I don't take them off?" After saying that, he took off his pants completely, put them in his armpits, and stretched out his hand to tear off the pants twice.

Pull and pull out a long thread. Hold the needle in one hand and hold the thread in the other. With both hands moving seemingly at will, the thick linen thread has passed through the thin needle hole.

The knife-snatcher stared at the bamboo cutter carefully, and felt that his needle-threading action was quite familiar. When he saw the needle fly into the thread, the six- to seven-inch-long hole had completely disappeared in less than ten breaths, and there were no traces of sewing.

There was a "buzz" sound: "How can he know the 'Cloud-Piercing Acupuncture Technique'?"

When a question arises, more thoughts pop up one after another.

Cloud-Crossing Acupuncture is a unique skill. Could it be that the bamboo cutter is another disciple of the master? It is possible, otherwise why would he go around grabbing swords? If so, it can explain why he has never hurt himself. Showing Cloud-Crossing Acupuncture at this moment is

Self-identity?

But if the relationship is really close, why don't we recognize each other directly? Or where did the enemy come from and secretly learned the martial arts from the master? I also learned the moves and movements of the Cloud Crossing Acupuncture, and there are many similarities with the Bamboo Flayer.

, there are many differences.

The more the knife-snatcher thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became. He felt like he was shrouded in fog, and he was panicking and couldn't find his direction. When he came to his senses again, the bamboo cutter had put on his pants again and handed the silver needle back to him:

"It's finished, thank you, brother."

"Who are you?"

The person who took the knife did not take the silver needle, but asked questions.

"Who am I?" The bamboo cutter was confused at first, and then whispered softly, as if to test, "I am... a man."

The man who took the knife only thought that the other party was deliberately trying to make him happy, and gritted his teeth and said: "You clearly know what I am asking, so what's the point of answering something wrong?"

The bamboo cutter was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Then I am a child."

The person who took the knife was angry and hateful: "What kid? You are just an enemy!"

But the bamboo cutter smiled: "Yes, yes!"

The person who took the knife felt awe-struck. As expected, the person who came here was evil. Now that his identity is revealed, I wonder what he will do. First, he quickly pinched the silver needle in front of him back into his hand to prevent it from becoming a weapon of the opponent.

The bamboo cutter continued: "I haven't washed my face for two days, and the mucus in my eyes fell out on its own. My hair hasn't been combed or washed for six days, and it's stained with a lot of dust and leaves in the forest. It's not wrong to say that I'm an ugly person; but

I am really a man, not a woman; I am a child, not an adult, or an old man."

After hearing this, the knife-snatcher felt the anger in his heart soaring three feet high. He thought to himself, are you going to keep making fun of me? Okay, then I will play with you. Then he suppressed his anger and laughed: "Haha

"Little brother, that fish of yours was grilled for me!" He said, pointing to the big silver carp with one finger.

The bamboo cutter nodded: "Yes, when I saw you, there was saliva flowing from the corner of your mouth. I guess you were hungry. So I went to the stream to catch a fish and wanted to grill it for you."

The man who took the knife said: "One fish is not enough for us to eat. You can catch another one. I will watch it here for you to make sure no wild beast eats it."

The bamboo cutter shook his head and said: "I went to catch fish when you were asleep. Now that I'm gone, what if you took the opportunity to escape with the calm knife? I walked all night to find you. I can eat less.

, you eat more, and when you have strength, we can return the knife together."

The person who took the knife secretly scolded you, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Why, you still want to come to the door to return the knife in person? How is it possible? He just said: "You can just return the knife, you don't need to take me with you."

The bamboo cutter shook his head again and said: "You are not a bad person if you lend me a needle to sew clothes. Borrowing the calm knife will definitely be useful. You and I will go back and talk to Uncle Wang, and I will persuade him to lend you the calm knife. His house is so

If you are big, you must be generous and generous, and I will probably agree to it."

"Bah! He's so generous!" The knife-snatcher now felt that the bamboo cutter might be really stupid and started to trick people, "Where did he get the money? He came from generations of extortion and bullying! Little did he know that Yue

The richer you are, the less likely you are to relax.

The more you can't relax, the richer you will be. I'm not a bad guy, I'm a good guy, but he is a bad guy. Isn't it natural for a good guy to take something that belongs to a bad guy? What's more... what's more, this knife originally belongs to me, and was taken by him.

I'm just taking back what was stolen."

This lie became more and more outrageous, and the man who took the sword kept his expression unchanged and kept observing the expression of the bamboo cutter.

But I heard the other party say: "What you are saying now is different from what you said last night. Which one is the truth? Which one is a lie? If you say it alone, I don't know whether it is true or not. You have to go back to the Golden Knife Gate with me.

We need to make a clear distinction with Uncle Wang."

The person who took the knife felt angry, you idiot, are you stupid or not? The Golden Blade Sect will definitely not be able to return, but the fool is a good martial artist, and he is no match for him in front or in a sneak attack, so he can only think of ways to do it. Suddenly a plan comes to his mind.

Come on, he said with a smile: "This silver carp will be fully cooked soon. Let's eat breakfast and go on the road."

After saying that, he walked to the fire to get the silver carp, turned his back to the bamboo cutter, flicked his sleeves, and some colorless and odorless crystal powder fell on the fish and quickly dissolved into it.

This is a unique Mongolian sweat medicine called "Bujue Xiao". It is made from expensive materials and expensive to make, but its effect is astonishing. As long as it is put into food, few ordinary people in the world can detect and distinguish it, and even masters of internal energy will fall asleep within half a moment. 7.

A few days ago, the Jueya sect leader and his wife were exposed to this medicine, and the willow leaf dart in the sect leader's wife's belly pocket was also taken away by him.

The person who took the knife held the firewood in his hand and turned the silver carp over a few times. At the same time, he continued to shake his sleeves on the fish, pretending to brush away the smoke and dust from the charcoal fire, but in fact, he put in more unconscious dawn - the bamboo cutter had profound internal skills.

The dose of medicine is too small, I'm afraid it won't turn over.

After administering enough medicine to overwhelm a dozen people, the knife-snatcher picked up the grilled fish and handed it to the bamboo cutter: "Brother, it's time to eat fish!"

The bamboo cutter said: "I can't eat this fish alone, let's take half of it each." He poked the two ends of the firewood with both hands, and the whole firewood and the grilled fish were broken into two halves in the middle. The bamboo cutter kept the tail end of the fish for himself.

He handed the fish head side to the knife-taker and said, "There's a lot of meat here, so you'll be full and ready to go."

"Brother, thank you."

The person who took the knife covered the lower half of his face with his sleeves and pretended to eat the fish politely, but in fact he secretly put a black pill into his mouth. The pill was called "Smell the Singing Bird", which is the antidote for "Unconscious Dawn".

Not eating a mouthful of fish would arouse suspicion. In order to prevent himself from being attacked, the person who took the knife first took the antidote and then ate the fish in small bites.

The bamboo cutter had been hungry all night, so he ate the fish. He bit into his mouth a large piece of meat, chewed it quickly, and rinsed out a bunch of fish bones after a few rinses. The remaining fish meat went into his stomach. Half of the grilled fish didn't even have time for a cup of tea.

, and disappeared without a trace.

The knife-snatcher had only eaten two or three mouthfuls of fish. Seeing the bamboo cutter eating so quickly, he was so excited that he could just wait for the opponent to fall to the ground and then escape. But after half a moment, the bamboo cutter was fine.

, still staring at him, the knife-snatcher panicked in his heart.

"It's weird, could it be that I gave the wrong medicine? No, I only have a few types of medicine with me, just one type of colorless and odorless crystalline powder. Or maybe the smoke and fire ruined the effectiveness of the medicine? I'm afraid

Yes, I usually put this medicine into tea, drinking water, soups and rice, but maybe it won’t work after it’s been exposed to charcoal fire.”

Summer silver carp is tender and plump, and the fire is just right, so it tastes very good. The man who took the knife was hungry. Seeing that the bamboo cutter had nothing to eat, he didn't worry about it, so he chewed it quickly. But there was still half of the fish left.

When I was shaking my head, a wave of sleepiness suddenly hit my mind. My whole body was so dizzy that I couldn't help but fall backwards.

The person who took the knife was still conscious and was shocked: "What? How did you get hit?" He opened his mouth to shout, but couldn't shout a word, and couldn't move a finger. His upper and lower eyelids were forced to hold up.

Before he could close his eyes, his vision was blurry, but he saw the bamboo cutter walking in front of him. Although he was frightened in his heart, he was just like those who had been fooled by him in the past, unable to resist at all.


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