People in Luoyang City no longer regard Zheng Puguan as human.
Even arrows cannot be shot, and even fire cannot be burned. So many soldiers can't be killed even if they siege and kill.
In their eyes, those who cannot be killed are definitely monsters.
Logically speaking, you will definitely feel fear when facing monsters.
At first they were really scared, and they kept their doors away, and they didn't even dare to look at the dripping blood.
But when the girl and two old men died in front of them, they walked out of their house instead.
As the roofs appeared, more and more people appeared in the walls and streets, they forgot their fear.
The blood of those people made their eyes red.
Zheng Puguan's brows frowned deeply.
With the constant sound of shouts and scolding around, countless things kept falling towards him.
Stones, bricks, clay pots, chamber pots, leftover rice, feces, teapots filled with boiling water... There are even fish that have just been slaughtered and pig intestines that are still being washed...
All kinds of filth and all kinds of things that can be paid at hand were smashed towards him like rain.
On the real battlefield, even for ordinary light armored troops, these things can only be considered to be something that is not very lethal but extremely insulting, but for Zheng Puguan, these things, swords, arrows and other things.
There is no difference.
The arrows did not cause much harm to him, but the boiling water, feces, lime, and blood that sprinkled on him had little effect on him.
These things that he could not have been exposed to at all have brought him more uncomfortable feelings.
The slippery feeling of the dead fish falling on the body, the bloody stickiness, the nausea and odor brought by the feces were even more unbearable than the pain caused by the arrows.
He was irritated.
He was furious.
He killed someone.
But he couldn't get rid of these things.
Countless things that were smashed around him were like a huge quagmire. No matter where he rushed or how many houses he passed, countless things were always falling around him.
He was in a very embarrassed state.
The more embarrassed he seemed, the more people rushed out of the house. No matter how many people fell or how many were assassinated or beheaded by him in an instant, more people firmly believed that he would definitely kill him, a monster.
Died in this city.
"Wrap him with cloth!"
Suddenly, many people shouted.
With such a sound, many people appeared on the surrounding walls and roofs. These people did not have cloth in their hands, but there were many wooden barrels.
These wooden barrels contain dyes of various colors.
This is a large dyeing workshop in Luoyang City. The people who appear on the walls and roofs are all workers in the dyeing workshop. These workers are very strong. They deliberately kept silent before, making Zheng Puguan feel that this area is
It seems easier to travel through time.
When Zheng Puguan appeared near them, these strong men had already placed many wooden barrels full of dyes around them. At this time, with the sound of this sound, these strong men who had been waiting for a long time were immediately carrying the wood.
The barrel was constantly splashed the dye in the barrel at Zheng Puguan as fast as possible.
These dyes are very viscous. When these strong men splashed these dyes at the same time, the dyes splashed in dozens of wooden barrels were like strips of cloth rolling in the air.
But the real cloth is still behind.
There are many wooden poles and bamboo poles in this dyeing workshop. These wooden poles and bamboo poles were originally used to dry cloth soaked with dye.
But at this time, these wooden poles and bamboo poles were wrapped with undyed white cloth.
These white cloths are very dry and lighter.
So two or three people can lift several bamboo poles and straighten the cloth.
The moment these strong men splashed the dye, hundreds of bamboo poles were erected on the open space of the dyeing workshop. The people gathered in the dyeing workshop were like raising huge flags, waving the bamboo poles, and raising the cloth as much as possible.
He covered the direction where Zheng Puguan was.
They did not care about the impact of these bamboo poles, whether the bamboo poles smashed the roof tiles, or even the cloths entangled the strong men on the eaves, but just covered the cloths as much as possible and rolled them away.
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A huge roar burst out from the entanglement of the cloth.
Then it was like a storm broke out in the cloth.
boom!
A large hole was knocked out of a wall in the dyeing workshop, followed by the cracks of countless cloths.
Dozens of people holding bamboo poles have unstable footholds and fallen into a ball.
Zheng Puguan dragged the cloth and, while breaking through the wall, broke the white cloth wrapped around his body.
These white cloths were dyed into various colors by the dirt and dyes on his body.
He pulled a piece hard and wiped his face and body.
His figure appeared in the center of the dyeing workshop as these cloths landed.
"Kill him!"
More than a dozen strong men rushed out from the surroundings, holding bright sharp weapons in their hands. These things were either harpoons, hunting forks at home, and knifes used to cut cloth.
Anger ignited in Zheng Puguan's eyes, but gradually he became indifferent.
His eyes looked at a three-eyed well in the dyeing workshop, and then walked towards the well.
There was a bang and a loud bang.
More than ten strong men were beaten by a sweeping bamboo pole and all rolled on the ground.
The front end of the bamboo pole that Zheng Puguan was holding in his hand was blowing against their bodies.
The bamboo strips cut the bodies of these more than ten strong men like sharp blades to pieces.
Just grabbed a bamboo pole and swept it. More than ten strong men roared and wailed to the ground. No one could stand up for a moment.
An angry shout rang out on the wall beside him.
A young and strong man jumped off the wall with a brick in his hand, and the brick in his hand slapped him hard on the back of his head.
Zheng Puguan turned his head and looked at him.
Then the young and strong man lighted his hands.
He looked at Zheng Puguan in disbelief.
The brick in his hand was already in Zheng Puguan's hands.
Then there was a snap.
The brick slapped on one side of his temple, and the temple on the other side of his instantly bulged and exploded.
It was like many ripe apples in his head were broken into mud and splashed out from his temples on his side.
Zheng Pu couldn't even watch the fallen man.
He walked to the Sanyan Well and stepped directly into the cleanest well.
Well water and waist.
The well water is a little cold.
It was just that the clean water flow washed away the wounds and the filth on his body. He was a little used to such coldness and felt much more comfortable.
But at this moment, a tiny column of water fell into the clear water in front of him.
This tiny water column exudes a scent of urine.
Zheng Puguan looked up.
He saw a man with yellow teeth grinning at him with a dry tobacco pipe in his mouth.
The man grinned a little too much, and the tobacco pipe fell from his mouth.
But even more excessively, he was peeing at the well.
In the past, the well water in the top three well was only used for drinking. Not to mention peeing inside, even if you wash a vegetable leaf, you will definitely be scolded by countless people. But at this time,
Looking at the yellow-toothed man standing on the edge of the roof peeing towards the well water, a loud shout erupted from the dyeing workshop.
Zheng Puguan waved.
His right hand always held the snatched sword.
laugh!
A huge wound appeared on the chest of the yellow-toothed man.
He fell down like a mountain, but when he fell into the well water ahead, he looked at the well water stained with his blood. Before he died, he still laughed, "Let you wash it!