Zhang Zhe decided to use laxatives to retaliate against Old Man Zhao, but he had no place to get laxatives here, so he had to prepare them himself, so he began to learn about herbal medicine. On the second floor was the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he dived into it and used it.
After two whole days, he finally found an elixir that could be used to refine elixirs in a book that compiled low-level elixirs. He didn't know how to refine elixirs, but it didn't matter. The elixirs happened to be too powerful.
, he was also afraid of causing problems for Mr. Zhao.
Mix the medicine in equal proportions, grind the powdered medicine, and put it directly into his rice. Whether it has any effect will be discussed later.
Not to mention it is really effective, Zhang Zhe tested it himself.
That morning, when Zhang Zhe was serving the meal, he put the medicinal powder into Old Man Zhao's bowl and saw with his own eyes that he drank up the entire bowl of porridge before eating. Within half an hour, Zhang Zhe's stomach hurt.
I was so anxious that I went to the toilet impatiently. After running around for a whole day, my legs became weak.
"As expected, he was a scheming old man who changed the bowl without making any noise." After squatting for a long time, Zhang Zhe finally figured out that Old Man Zhao had changed his bowl and ate the medicine-laced rice. It was really amazing.
"But I won't give up easily. You scheming old man, prepare for my next wave of anger. Then I will be even more ruthless and you will be even more miserable." "Hahaha!!!" Zhang Zhe
My legs were numb from squatting in the toilet and I couldn't get up, but I was still imagining how to prank Mr. Zhao.
In the next ten days, Feng Hao observed Old Man Zhao's behavior and habits every day while learning to make traps. He even compressed his training time to the evening, although he only practiced for three hours a day before going to bed.
That night, he felt that his studies and plans were complete and he could start making traps.
Zhang Zhe practiced until midnight, then got up and listened carefully to Old Man Zhao's room. Hearing that he was already asleep, Zhang Zhe quietly slipped out of the room and came to the courtyard.
After dinner tomorrow morning, Mr. Zhao will go to the utility room to get tools and clean the entire yard. The trigger points of the trap will be set on this only way. To be on the safe side, he has set up three trigger points in total.
The first one is a stepping type. Dig a small hole, place a sloping wooden board, and use a thin line to drop it. As soon as you step on it, it will pull the mechanism and activate the trap behind. The wooden board is almost flush with the ground.
You can't even see it if you look closely.
The second one is a common trip rope type. A thin silver wire is directly connected to the mechanism at the back. It is easy to kick when you walk by. If you kick it, the mechanism at the back will be triggered. The thin silver wire was found in the utility room.
, it’s quite strong, Zhang Zhe can’t do it with his bare hands.
The third one is more complicated. It is of the water drop type. As long as old man Zhao comes out of the attic, there will be sensor water droplets falling. Almost exactly when he walks behind the second one, the mechanism will be automatically triggered. In order to do this, Feng Hao grew up
Learned a formation.
The mechanisms at the back include: a honeycomb falling from the sky, a bucket next to it, a watermelon rind under his feet and a mace under his butt. This set will ensure that Old Man Zhang will be in a state of disarray.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Zhe thought of Old Zhao's miserable appearance after being fucked, and let out a low and sinister laugh.
It was almost dawn after Zhang Zhe finished his work, and he had no desire to sleep at all. He lay on the bed quietly waiting for the great moment to arrive, and he let out obscene laughter from time to time.
After a while, he heard the sound of old man Zhao getting up to wash up and prepare breakfast. Zhang Zhe couldn't wait to get up and wash up. He couldn't wait any longer.
After breakfast, Old Man Zhao did not go to get the cleaning tools immediately. Instead, he called Zhang Zhe and said, "You haven't brought the elixir materials for practice during this time. Come and get them with me."
"Oh, okay." Zhang Zhe certainly wouldn't refuse since he could see his embarrassed look up close.
On the path in the courtyard, Zhang Zhe followed behind Old Man Zhao, his eyes fixed on the old man's feet.
"Damn it, I actually stepped over it." At the first trigger point, Zhang Zhe saw that Old Man Zhao happened to step over the wooden plank, and couldn't help but secretly regret it.
After a few steps, the second trigger point was reached. Old Zhao suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, you..." Zhang Zhe was staring closely at Old Zhao's feet and was startled by his sudden turning back.
He jumped and took half a step back unconsciously.
"Crack!" It was the sound of the wooden board hitting the ground. Hearing this sound, Zhang Zhe suddenly reacted and looked up suddenly. Sure enough, a hornet's nest the size of a human head fell down.
"Buzz!" "Ah!" "Plop!" "Click!" "Ouch!" "Puff!" "Ouch!!" various sounds came one after another.
After a while, Zhang Zhe lay down in front of Old Man Zhao with his head covered with bumps, his body wet, and his buttocks bleeding.
"Oops! Little master, are you okay? Why did you end up like this accidentally?" Old Man Zhao looked down at the miserable Zhang Zhe and said with concern on his face, then stretched out his hand to help Zhang Zhe up.
"It's okay. I was careless and didn't notice these things." Zhang Zhe was about to cry but had no tears.
"Uncle Zhao, seeing that I'm like this, I can't go get things with you. I'll go back to the house to clean up first. You can send the things directly to my room later." Zhang Zhe said expressionlessly, without even saying anything.
When Old Man Zhao answered, he turned and walked towards the attic.
"No problem, I'll send it to you in a moment." Old Man Zhao looked at Zhang Zhe's miserable back, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
In the room, Zhang Zhe took off his clothes and lay on the bed, with blood still oozing from his buttocks, thinking about life with an expressionless face.
"Bang bang bang." "Little master." Outside the door, Old Man Zhao shouted while knocking on the door.
"Come in, the door is unlocked." Zhang Zhe replied feebly from inside the room.
Old man Zhao pushed the door open and entered the room, came to Zhang Zhe's side, stretched out his hand to hand over the porcelain bottle, and then said: "Little master, this is the elixir you need to practice. I also got you some medicine for your injuries. Use my help."
Do you put it on?"
"Leave it here, I can do it myself later." Zhang Zhe pointed to the pillow and said.
"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go out first. I haven't cleaned the yard yet." Old Man Zhao said, putting down a paper bag.
"Yeah." Zhang Zhe snorted lightly without turning his head. Upon hearing this, Old Man Zhao gently walked out of Zhang Zhe's room and closed the door for him.
On the bed, Zhang Zhe picked up the paper bag and fell into deep thought. After a while, he opened the paper bag, sprinkled the powder evenly on his buttocks, and then continued to meditate.
Zhang Zhe thought about it all morning, and finally figured out one thing. He couldn't defeat that bad old man, and he was the one who suffered every time. From now on, he should just practice with peace of mind and pursue immortality.
The wound medicine was very effective. In just one morning, Zhang Zhe's buttocks were scabbed and he could no longer feel the pain. He put on his clothes and went out to find Old Man Zhao.
After leaving the attic, Zhang Zhe saw Old Man Zhao pruning the tree. He walked up to Old Man Zhao unhurriedly, bowed deeply at 90 degrees and said: "Uncle Zhao, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Old Man Zhao didn't turn around after hearing this, he chuckled and said: "There is nothing right or wrong in making some harmless little jokes at home, but in the future you have to be careful when you go out, and don't be hostile to others casually.
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"Yes, I understand." Zhang Zhe still did not stand up and replied sincerely.
Old Man Zhao turned around and helped Zhang Zhe up, and said happily: "Well, it's good to understand. From now on, practice hard and take a long-term view. Don't think that I will accomplish nothing."
"Yes, I will work hard." Zhang Zhe said firmly, "Then shall I go back first?"
"Well, go ahead."
Zhang Zhe turned around and walked towards the attic. Looking at Zhang Zhe's firm steps, Mr. Zhao showed a happy smile.
The first time he came to Yaoguang Holy Land, Zhang Zhe was beaten hard.