"But... I seem to have seen these birds somewhere..."
Li Huowang, who frowned slightly, looked at the vulture on the ground and tried to remember something.
Suddenly his expression condensed, and he immediately thought that just a few years ago, when he left Qingqiu, he met a lama with a vulture!
"Is it them? Are they the lamas in Qingqiu who pay homage to the dead? But they want to attack Jian Tiansi secretly?"
Just when Li Huowang was thinking about this problem, he suddenly felt that the weight behind him was wrong!
When he touched his hand back, Li Huowang's face suddenly darkened. It was broken! The Spine Sword was gone! These vultures were just a cover-up! Their target was my Spine Sword!
"My sword is missing!" Peng Longteng appeared next to Li Huowang, grabbed him and threw him into the air.
Standing high and seeing far, the furious Li Huowang glanced around frantically in mid-air.
If the other party just came for a sneak attack and wanted to kill him, he might not be so bold, but the other party actually came to steal his spine sword! He wanted to crush that person to ashes!!
"Taoist! Where is your sword? Look!" The monk behind Li Huowang happily reported his findings to him.
The next moment, the monk's body condensed, and Li Huowang grabbed the monk's robe, pulled it back suddenly, and fell in the direction he pointed.
Closer! Even closer, Li Huowang saw that it was a mandrill wearing a Buddha mask. He was running quickly through the woods holding his spine sword.
This mandrill seems to have practiced some kind of martial arts, and it is flipping and jumping in the forest at a very fast speed.
"Still running!"
Li Huowang immediately took out his left eye and squeezed it open. The monkey in the distance was instantly enveloped in a strange light and crawled like a snail.
Just when Li Sui's tentacles were swung far away, ready to wrap around the Spine Sword, a cold light flashed through, instantly cutting Li Sui's tentacles into several pieces.
The strange rhythmic drum beat sounded, and an old lama wearing black sheepskin stood between Li Huowang and the spine sword.
As he beat the bone drum on his waist, he turned the bone scriptures in his hands and began to recite sutras.
"The Venerable Urupinluo Kassapa, the Venerable Gaya Kassapa, the Venerable Nati Kassapa, the Venerable Maha Kassapa, the Venerable Shariputra, the Venerable Mahamoggallana..."
There were strange screams in the air, and the pus-filled vultures circled again.
"I have no grudge against you, what's going on with you! You really think I'm still the same person I was before!"
Li Huowang, whose eyes were bleeding, roared and rushed towards the lama.
At this moment, the lama in the sky soared down from the sky and covered Li Huowang.
"Vaulting horse, eat your cannon."
Li Huowang, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, sat on a plastic red stool and looked at the chessboard in front of him with a slight frown.
The person playing chess with him was his attending doctor Wu Cheng. While Wu Cheng was playing chess, he listened to what was said through the Bluetooth headset in his ear.
Li Huowang held his left rook between two fingers and patted his pawn.
"Bang!" The copper coin sword in Li Huowang's hand hit the lama like a whip, and the bone drum broke in response.
When Li Huowang held the Spine Sword again, he felt a familiar touch and took a long breath.
But when he raised his head again, he found that there were more people on the other side and he was surrounded.
Not only the black lama just now, but also many people wearing white scarves on their heads and black cloth on their sleeves, Dharma teachings!
"If we come out and don't even put on any disguise, won't we be recognized by this kid?"
"It doesn't matter. As long as we kill him, we won't be afraid of being recognized. Let's do it quickly."
"General."
Li Huowang slowly raised his head and looked at Wu Cheng, who had a smile on his face.
"Did you secretly lie to me on the Master Computer? I've seen this old trick before."
"Xiao Li, you don't need to care about winning or losing. You should calm down and calm down. This is just a game of chess. It doesn't matter if you lose."
"I really can't figure out how this chess game has anything to do with my illness."
"Don't have so much ideological baggage. Maybe it's just that I like playing chess, so I found someone to play with."
Li Huowang took a deep breath and continued to play chess. He tried his best to struggle and find a comeback point.
"Eat the horse." Li Sui's bloody head penetrated Li Huowang's abdomen and directly tore out his intestines.
"Noshi." Li Huowang's last eye was covered with a layer of black.
"Hey! We're playing chess! We're playing chess!" Some mentally ill people gathered around curiously and helped Li Huowang make plans.
"Erjiu! We are here to help you!"
Hearing the chatter around him, Li Huowang felt very annoyed, "Shut up!!"
In an instant, the other mental patients around him remembered Li Huowang's identity and fell into silence.
Li Huowang continued to play, and it became more and more difficult. If Wu Cheng hadn't let go, he seemed to have lost long ago.
Looking at the chessboard in front of him, Li Huowang's temper began to become irritable. He suddenly pressed the chessboard with one hand and was about to lift it, but Wu Cheng held him down.
"Xiao Li, don't just lift the table. Some things can be solved by lifting the table, but there are many things that cannot be solved by lifting the table."
Just as Li Huowang was staring at Wu Cheng, a hand stretched out from Li Huowang's shoulder, held a car with five fingers, moved it forward three spaces and then put it down again.
Li Huowang turned slightly and unexpectedly saw the fat man with autism playing chess.
His mouth was drooling, and his eyes were staring straight at the chessboard without blinking.
Li Huowang slowly let go of the chessboard and asked the fat man to play with Wu Cheng.
Although this little fat man moves very slowly, he can always block General Wu Cheng's steps.
Gradually, he began to capture chess pieces. At first, they were just small pawns, but soon the quantitative changes turned into qualitative changes, and the situation of both sides began to reverse.
Li Huowang pulled off the old man's flabby face with force, and looked at the old lama who caused this situation with his cannibal eyes.
At this time, the old lama has become completely different from before. Now he has three heads and six arms, and the three heads correspond to the three types of death, drowning, hanging, and stabbing.
Just as the opponent's bone prayer wheel started spinning again, Li Huowang took out the spine sword without hesitation and swung it hard into Daqi.
After quickly finding the lama's location in Daqi, Li Huowang reopened the crack.
He did not intend to jump to the opponent's side for a sneak attack, but directly penetrated into the opponent's body through the Daqi rift.
Just when Wu Cheng moved the last soldier, Li Huowang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and moved his general to directly cover the opponent's general.
"The general will face you!"
The old lama's old and weird body swelled up suddenly, and the next moment, tentacles of all sizes were coming out of any hole in his body, waving continuously in the air.
With a "Peng" sound, his whole body exploded instantly, and Li Huowang, covered in blood and flesh and covered with tentacles, came out of it.
He shouted to the Dharma believers in front of him: "General! Kill!!"