Chapter 254: Ask for help
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Horror Inn
- Three bowls of rice
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- 2021-03-03 08:12:34
In the rush all the way, I can feel that the ghost pupil technique is approaching the time limit.
But with the distance I just rushed away, it was impossible for the old Taoist priest to catch up with me.
After lifting the ghost pupil technique. I just feel that there are hundreds of limbs, and there is no place for pain. There are several places where I think the bones are likely to be cracked.
Although I was free from further beatings, I must have been very upset in my heart without a stick. Moreover, Liu Ruyan has lost contact at the moment, and the only possibility to get in touch with her is the red lines she left on the mountain. If the old Taoist priest stays on the mountain, I can't check the red lines anymore.
What's more, after suffering such a severe beating today, things can't be left alone.
After I returned to the hotel, I lay on the camp bed in the bar, thinking harder and harder. I decided to call Mu Zhenren.
I have to know what the origin of the old Taoist priest is, and what is it? If you have friendship with Mu Zhen, it's fine. If not, I have to find a way to get back.
Anyway, I have troubled Mu Zhenren before, and now I have more lice and itchy, and I have more debts. Without any hesitation, I called Mu Zhenren.
Anyway, before bidding farewell, Mu Zhenren promised me and Liangzi that he can contact him if there is any serious matter in the future.
First, I had a fake and irritating cold and asked warmth, telling Mu Zhenren that there might be a big cooling off recently, and let him dress according to the weather, so old, there is a headache, and also made the Taoist priests in Longhushan nervous.
My clumsy trick was seen by Mu Zhenren at a glance, and this guy interrupted my humorously.
"You kid just tell me what's the matter, don't talk to me about these useless things."
I gave a few dry laughs, and could only get into the main topic: "That’s it, I mainly want to inquire about two people with you. The two brothers are Taoist priests, and their hair is half white and half black. They look four. Fifty years old. One person uses a whisk and the other uses two nunchakus."
Before I could finish my words, Mu Zhen hummed softly on the phone: "Who am I? It turns out to be the two heroes of the Jinguang Taoist temple. The one who made the dust in the Sichuan Jinguang Taoist temple was the Baiguang Taoist who used the nunchaku , Known as Jinming Dao Chief, is a second-rate little character."
I said to my heart that it must be a second-rate role for Mu Zhenren. For me, it is an absolute master. I still feel pain all over my body. If there is no ghost pupil technique, I guess the whole person will be beaten into noodles.
"Boy, I know, that whistle whisk is in your hands now."
I quickly explained to Mu Zhenren: "I didn’t harm the Daoist Chief. To be honest, I picked up Fuchen. When I met the Daoist Jinming later, I wanted to return Fuchen to him, but that The guy came up and wanted to kill me."
"The ability to do other things is average, that is, the nunchakus in my hand are too powerful. I have seen this kind of Taoist priest who can use nunchakus. This guy beat me, really broken bones. Broken, I'm just lying in bed calling you."
I deliberately pulled the hurt to a very serious appearance, just to gain the sympathy of Mu Zhenren.
"After I was beaten, I told him that no matter how I was pointed out by Muzhen, if you don't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, let's talk calmly and calmly. Don't make it irreconcilable. But the guy heard your name, but he didn't take it seriously, saying he wanted to fight with you!"
I continue to add fuel and vinegar.
In fact, when the old man said that the two Taoist chiefs were just small roles, I basically wanted to understand that the two heroes of the Golden Light Daoguan must not care about the old man. Otherwise, it was impossible for Dao Jin Ming to not sell Muzhen to a face, and it was impossible for Muzhen to say that they were just small characters in a disdainful tone.
If I can do some articles on this, the mistakes that continue will raise the sand, which is definitely good for me.
Now I have completely thrown my morals out of the sky, how can I benefit, how can I say.
Mu Zhen must have never thought that I would make such a work, and it was indeed a hit.
"Hmph, those two guys were not convinced of me when they were young, and they always made gestures with me. They want to compete with me, it's really a bit unpredictable."
My heart said that Dao Jin Ming was an absolute master in front of me, but in front of Mu Zhenren, it was really not enough. Their senior brothers are tied together and want to challenge Muzhen, but they can only ask themselves for boring. Mu Zhenren's bad impression of these two guys is excusable.
After all, an ant always wants to compare strength with an elephant, and it must make the elephant repugnant.
"That Daoist Jin Ming spoke so badly, I wanted to take action to clean up that old guy for your old man, but I didn't expect to be beaten badly by him..."
I began to secretly guide Mu Zhen. Sure enough, when I was halfway through my words, Mu Zhenren interrupted me: "Idiot, all Taoist practitioners know that Daoist Jinming is a maverick, and he does not practice spells, but physical skills. It's more popular. Er said, that guy is a master of martial arts. Your ghost pupil technique is just more resistant to beatings. Of course, it won't be good."
"However, physique masters like him have absolute flaws. It is precisely because of this that most practitioners in the world follow the path of magic, and there are only a handful of practitioners who use physique."
I unconsciously squeezed my fist, and said to my heart that this has finally reached the critical link.
"Ah? It's the first time I heard that practitioners are divided into physical arts and spells. I don't know if practitioners of physical arts have any absolute flaws?"
I tried my best to make my voice sound as harmless as white lotus.
"The practitioner of physique will be restrained by a kind of magic. That is the body-binding technique. Think about it, all the abilities of physique practitioners are in his body. If the body cannot control the movement, he is. No matter how strong it is, it won’t be used."
"Body Binding? What kind of spell is that?"
I suppressed my ecstasy, and pretended to ask as if nothing had happened.
But this time, Mu Zhenren broke through my little trick: "Don’t think I don’t know. Your kid was beaten and wanted to return it back, so I set up information here. Your kid just wants to secretly learn the technique. Then go back and teach Taoist Jin Ming, right?"
After a long time of trouble, from the very beginning, Mu Zhen knew what abacus I was doing! If I knew this, I might as well get straight to the point.