Otherworldly Merchant
Chapter 878: The First Knife is the Hardest.
As soon as I tried, I pulled that shadow ashore!
It was a naked = bodied child with a slippery skin, grass hanging over his head, squeaking and rolling on the ground with a fishhook, scaring the surrounding villagers back and forth.
I tried so hard to keep the water monkey from hurting the lookout and told the young man to cut the girl.
The young man held the knife in both hands and shivered with strength. He was afraid to take the knife. I was so anxious to ask him to give me the knife, and the young man said, "Look at this water monkey's face. Didn't he drown in the iron bull last week? ”
As it was said, everyone was shocked and talked about.
The water monkey was so powerful that he pulled the fishing rod off of me and rushed straight to the crowd. I quickly pulled a wood-cutting knife out of the glutinous rice soup and stepped on the fishing rod.
Because of inertia, the water monkey wrestled, the hook slit his throat and made a pointy strange noise, hearing the human liver crack. And then it rushed straight at me, and I copied the wood-cutting knife, and it split on its head.
Water monkeys struggled awfully for a few moments, turning into black air and leaving behind a beach of black blood on the ground.
I wiped the sweat out of my head, and everyone looked at me with a different look, and I was pissed off and yelled at the young man who had broken the chain at that critical moment: "What's wrong with you? You almost got me killed. You know? ”
He shouted, “Master Zhang, me and Tie Niu have been playing since childhood, how do I get my hands on it? ”
It's also plausible, I'm halfway out, explaining to them that whoever they were, they're now water monkeys, and they're no longer humane. There are two ways to free them, one is to kill them, the other is to go down and be their double, and ask them which one they would like to choose?
Everyone looked so scared, of course they didn't want to go down there with the water monkey.
It was my demonstration, and I asked them to pick out 10 people, two people in a group, one fishing, one standing next to me with a knife, and the villagers were shocked, and the vast majority of them saw the scene as lively.
Someone asked me, "Master Zhang, is this too much trouble? You can't just put a table by the river, burn a few characters, and sprinkle some sticky rice, like all the other masters. ”
Others summed up: "That is, can this master do it? ”
I was annoyed by the suspicion, and I tolerated it. Did the master from their village use this technique to make it work? If one or two water ghosts can indeed drive like this, the situation is that there are tens of thousands of water ghosts living in the bay that have to be killed one by one.
It's like fighting a fire. A small fire can be put out with a glass of water. The fire can't be put out with water. You have to raise your salary at the bottom of the kettle.
And I said to them, "If you don't want to suffer, I'm leaving now, and you ask wise men, fishing rods and wood-cutting knives, to stay and use them."
Speaking of which, a lot of people shrugged their necks, didn't say a word, didn't say a word, and the way they shrugged their heads and refused to take responsibility made me a little angry.
I don't mean to say that peasants have any inferior roots, but why don't people in the city try being indifferent and selfish? In the past, I always thought that people were good-natured, and as more and more people came into contact, I became more and more convinced that human nature was selfish.
Dakang stood up again to play the Circus and advised me not to get angry.
I said, "Dakan, I'm not angry. I just want to know right now, do they want to help this village? ”
Someone clamped his neck and asked, "Master, can you do it, but is it dangerous? ”
I said unequivocally, "Dangerous! ”
The crowd was horrified for a while, and I explained to them that the water ghost was not a trick, and just now they saw that, with a moment of hesitation, it was possible to take a life, and must be taken seriously.
While I will be there to protect them, it is up to them to be safe and sound.
I wanted to stimulate them, but who would have expected it to be counterproductive? Someone on the spot started playing the back drum and said he was leaving. A few words were particularly offensive: “Anyway, the rain will stop sooner or later, why is Fernando so energetic!”, “we can't do this, let someone else do it.”, “the master is so funny, we invited him, he counted on us. ”
And I laughed and I said, "Okay, let's go! ”
A dozen people left on the spot, and I used my heart to call Tail Jade to do something to them, pretending to be a spell. The people who walked away suddenly screamed like a ghost and came to me on their knees, kowtowing like garlic, begging for my life.
It did work, and the others looked at me with awe.
I shouted, “Get up, you guys, come here! ”
I sent a dozen packs over to fish for water ghosts, and I asked Dacon to get something ready. These dozen people picked up the fishing rod and the wood-cutting knife and started fishing for the water ghost, and I had the machete in my hand and watched it nervously.
This rain has wiped out the villagers' fighting spirit, I have to stimulate them!
I remember saying that a lion led a hundred sheep, more than a sheep led a hundred lions, Sun Wu was able to practice more than a hundred palace women into elite soldiers, relying on training! Human nature is lazy and selfish, but I believe that there is also great plasticity.
Ten minutes later, a villager suddenly stood up and yelled nervously: "Master Zhang, I'm hooked! ”
“Don't panic. Close the line like a fish.” I admonished.
The villagers began to take off the pole and shouted and pulled up a water monkey. The knifeman next to them hesitated for half a day to do it. Others also looked at it and completely forgot what they were doing. It's dangerous. It's easy to get dragged back into the water by water ghosts, and I shouted to them, "Don't look, do your own thing! ”
The water monkey swept on the ground for half a day, and the knifeman finally had the courage to chop it off with a swing of a knife. It took more than a dozen knives to stop. After the water monkey was killed, his hands were still shaking.
I went up and patted him on the shoulder and gave him a line from a Hong Kong mafia film: "The first knife is the hardest to do, and I can't stop thinking about it later.” The man looked at me with tears and nodded.
The other groups caught water ghosts in succession, killing more than a dozen in an hour, the battle fruits are good, I asked the same group of people to swap to make sure everyone is familiar with fishing and killing techniques.
It took me two hours, and I was glad to hear that the crooks had been transferred out.
When Dacon arrived, he had a big bag in his hand. I asked everyone to come over, open the bag, and the smell of the smell began to spread, and the crowd covered their noses in unison.
This bag is filled with some crushed live fish juice that stinks like shit.
Dakang also brought a few brushes, I asked them to help each other, put a layer of stinking fish juice on the rain cape and clothes, so many people gathered by the river, the sun is too bright, I'm afraid the water ghost will not hook up.
So use this method to shield them from the sun, so that they can see water ghosts as if they were invisible, and raise some safety factors relatively!