10 Half Dead and Half Awake In the history of military development of various countries in modern times, the North Korean military has been the most successful in improving the "glider" technology, which has far surpassed that of the United States and European powers. This is mainly due to the thin and innate characteristics of the North Koreans.
, and according to research by Asian medical experts, the body structure of the Korean aborigines is very strange. Many people have "hollow thin-walled bones" like pigeons, so they are more suitable for gliding in the air.
When it comes to Koreans, of course they are the Red Flame troops that Xiao Kereng reported on.
I looked at the fiery snake made of lights getting closer and closer, frowned and smiled at Xiao Lai: "Look, we have finally alerted the monks! These guys are completely indifferent unless they poke their pain.
, if you know this, fire two shots early——"
Suddenly, I realized that I fired before the "Fire Snake" took off. In other words, they were rushing here not for the sound of my gun, but for other reasons, that is to say, Fengkakuji Temple
Another big thing happened here.
Xiao Lai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the clear shoe print on his chest, still feeling frightened: "Mr. Feng, the opponent's swordsmanship, martial arts, and light kung fu are all very weird... He must be a master of the Red Flame Troops of the North Korean military.
It would be bad if everyone stood on the opposite side."
At this time, the "Meditation Hall" was under our overlook, with a bare roof, like a strange rectangular stone box.
The distribution pattern of the bushes is like a huge "field" facing southwest, and the house is located at the intersection.
A faint white mist shrouded the bushes, but no matter how strong the mountain wind blew, the mist always accumulated in the field frame and was not blown away at all. No matter if you approach the house from any direction, you must first pass through the bushes and
White fog, all the weirdness of Dunjia is hidden in the fog.
Xiao Lai laughed: "Mr. Feng, if you have a sniper rifle in your hand, the entire 'Meditation Hall' and even the entire Fengcut Temple are under control." People in the underworld admire the power of firearms, especially one strike.
Xiao Lai is no exception to the sniper rifle that is sure to kill.
I pointed to the place where the fog was shrouded and shook my head in opposition: "Xiao Lai, even if I give you a high-powered sniper rifle, can you see clearly what is behind the fog in the scope? The ninja's earth escape technique can completely cover up the kill quietly with the help of the cover of the tower.
Come up here, you don't even have a chance to shoot."
In such complex terrain battles, sniper rifles are often out of reach. If you want to survive or win, you still have to rely on your own martial arts, wisdom and adaptability.
After looking down for a long time, I suddenly felt a little dizzy, because outside of the bushes arranged in a field frame, there was a winding dry creek in an irregular circle according to the ups and downs of the terrain.
Surrounding the bushes, there are four narrow paths paved with colorful cobblestones around the creek, which seem to wrap up the creek intermittently...
The more I read, the more I was surprised by the depth of Yan Ye's Japanese Dungeon Technique. The twelve barriers I mentioned in childhood are still missing. In my condescending opinion, there are at least seventeen. Anyone who enters Fengqiao Temple
If anyone wants to get close to Gu Ye's house, they must first break through these seventeen barriers.
The above calculations are only static distribution patterns, and have not taken into account the variables that will occur once the Dunjia formation is activated. Perhaps the truly powerful variables will occur after the enemy invades the formation, like an interlocking maze, which will definitely destroy any enemy.
Enemies who attack easily are trapped inside.
"People above, listen... come down quickly and speak, otherwise we will kill you without mercy..."
The "Fire Snake" that came suddenly stopped in the square under the tower, and someone looked up and shouted. In this picturesque place like Hokkaido, everyone seems to have forgotten that Japan is a polite and legal society. If there is a problem, you should call the police.
Yes, "shoot to kill" is a slang term often used by robbers in ancient times.
Xiao Lai smiled cynically: "The martial arts of this group of monks from Fengcut Temple are only so-so, but when it comes to firearms combat, I can handle this large group of people below alone..."
He looked down at the square, made a rough count, and smiled at me: "Forty-five, it seems that most of the people are still standing still in the 'Marrow Washing Hall', preparing to use their minds to save the girl! Mr. Feng, let's
Go down and take a look?"
The only regret I have is that I didn't bring a high-powered telescope to observe the house where Gu Ye lives in detail. If Zhang Baisen and the Shao brothers hadn't come over, these changes in Qimen Dunjia would be really troublesome.
We slowly walked down the tower and walked out of the doorway on the first floor.
Leading the team were two monks, the lion and the tiger, with angry expressions. The monks following behind them all carried two-foot-long black iron swords, and they came menacingly, as if Xiaolai and I had caused a huge disaster.
"The two broke into Fenggeo Temple at night and killed and wounded the disciples who were defending the temple. Now please follow me to see the master in charge and wait for your punishment." The lion monk had a cold face and put this crime on us in a serious manner.
I didn't want to pay attention to him, but just looked back at the first floor of the tower, secretly guessing: "Did Guan Baoling also stand here with her hands folded and pray? What would she pray for - is it for the tycoon to be healthy, make money every day, and sit back and relax?
?”
When I think of this, my heart immediately feels like a needle pricking my heart.
After Guan Baoling disappeared, the useless Wang Jiangnan went back to Fuyuan to rest in despair. A man like him, like most men in the world, only sees the "beauty" of girls and only wants to be beautiful as soon as possible.
I'm hugging you, but I don't have the patience to keep silently sacrificing for the one I like.
"Where's the tycoon? Does he have the same thoughts about Guan Baoling?" A tycoon who has been a romantic for most of his life may not be fascinated by Guan Baoling forever, especially a man who has been ED. It is conceivable that Guan Baoling's future is absolutely gloomy.
"Mr. Feng, let's... should we go with this group of people to see Master Shenbi?" I was too lost in thought. It wasn't until Xiao Lai reminded me that I started to move forward as if I had just woken up from a dream. I really wanted to go.
I met Master Shenbi and was ready to try the spell left by Yelan at all costs.
The person who killed and injured the monks of Fenggeo Temple must have been the Koreans who had just used the "gliding suit". This leads to another puzzling question - "After killing the monks, they didn't just run away and hide. Why did they keep escaping to the tower?"
Go up to the top? There’s no secret hidden at the top of the tower, right?"
I turned around and took a few glances at the top of the "Tower of the Dead", but I couldn't see anything worth paying attention to.
The house of the "Xuisui Hall" has been renovated. As expected, there are still more than 200 monks, old and young, sitting exhausted in the yard, yawning and counting beads and chanting sutras. The night is so cold, almost more than half of them are exhausted.
They were shivering from the cold, but no one flinched and ran away. They just kept their heads down and chanted sutras.
The paper door of the north room was half open, and a wisp of cigarette smoke drifted out, exuding the delicious smell of authentic red sandalwood.
Without waiting for the lion monk to report, I strode to the door and loudly announced my door: "I am the wind, please see Master Shenbi!" The mantra I had memorized thousands of times rolled under my tongue. After another minute,
Maybe it's time to verify its authenticity.
"Please come in." Master Shenbi responded hoarsely from inside the room.
I stepped into the house, and the floor was filled with flickering candlelight. There were at least hundreds of white candles crisscrossed in the middle of the house. Driven by the strong wind I stepped in, the flames trembled rapidly.
"Huh Tu Nan... Huh Tu Nan... Huh Tu Nan..." Master Shenbi shouted three times and raised his arms, stimulating another soft force that melted all the strong wind.
Fall, making the flickering candlelight still.
At this time, he and the elephant monk were sitting cross-legged at the head and tail of Tengjia's coffin, which was equivalent to being at the core of the candle formation.
I took a step to the side and stood with my back against the wall.
The formation of candles is like a five-pointed star of uneven lengths, with the longest and sharpest corner pointing due north. I remember that the back wall of this house is connected to that strange tree house. The eminent monk Bumenlu is at this moment
Should still be in the treehouse.
"Mr. Feng, I am sure that it will not be you who kills or injures the disciples in the temple. Is the purpose of your coming here also to find the missing Miss Guan Baoling?" Master Shenbi raised his eyelids and pinched the huge breast on his chest with his left hand.
The brown rosary beads reveal an enigmatic look.
I took another step across and found the entrance to the "Five-Star Soul Recruiting Array". I sneered with worry: "Master Shenbi, there is no need to explain anything else. The purpose of my coming here is only one of them: to find Miss Guan; the second is
Yes, I have found a way to wake up Miss Tengjia. It is a spell, a magical spell. Give me a second, and I may be able to bring her back to the world..."
The lion monk outside the door suddenly sneered: "A spell, hehe, a spell that doesn't work..."
His voice was so loud that Master Shenbi and Monk Xiang raised their heads at the same time and looked out the door in disgust.
The lion monk said "yeah", probably regretting that he had said the wrong thing. At that moment, I saw the unmistakable murderous look on the elephant monk's face.
I felt something was wrong: "The first person to get the Yelan spell was Watanabe Castle. From the conversation between the 'Gemini Killers', I could also hear that they had come to the temple to try this spell. When the lion monk said this, could he also
Do you know about the visit of "Gemini Killer"? Doesn't this mean that Fugakuji Temple and Watanabe Castle are basically the same family?
"Lion, you should go down and rest." Master Shenbi ordered coldly.
I hope that Xiaolai, who is also standing outside the door, can remember the embarrassed expression of the lion monk. If Watanabe Castle and Fengkakuji Temple are really working together, I will have to be careful and careful.
I walked to the coffin, stared at the sleeping Tengjia, and suddenly took a long breath to concentrate my energy.
"Wake up" is expressed in Egyptian and has twelve syllables in total. I am sure that I have practiced this sentence more authentically than the native Egyptians.
"Wake up... come on..." I muttered the spell in a low voice, and forced my mind to focus completely on Teng Jia's face. Suddenly, her eyelids seemed to twitch, and her lips seemed to move.
When I rubbed my eyes, everything returned to its original state, as if it had never moved at all.
This time, the feeling was similar to an illusion, and I suddenly gained confidence. I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the coffin lid: "Master Shenbi, first pause your "five-star soul summoning array". I have a way to wake up Miss Tengjia——
"
I definitely felt Tengjia's telepathy. She was like a person who had been drowning for many days, looking forward to my rescue.
"Haha, you're kidding! You're kidding!" The elephant monk jumped up, ignoring Master Shenbi's pleading eyes, and strode towards the door, kicking away more than a dozen burning candles and flying them everywhere.
I walked to the top of the coffin, stretched out my hand and pushed open the glass cover. A long-lost aroma of "Bird of a Thousand Flowers" floated up and spread throughout my internal organs. It was really pleasant.
Tengjia was still lying upright with her eyes closed. Her sharp chin, straight neck, and round shoulders formed the beautiful curves of a young girl. I must wake her up, but this matter has absolutely nothing to do with her status as a princess.
"Wake up... wake up..." I pressed the palms of my hands against her forehead, and at the same time, I used all my inner strength to repeat this sentence over and over again, expecting to receive the effect of "enlightenment". When I bent down
When I went there, half of my body was covered with the coffin, and the increasingly strong aroma of "Thousand-Flower Bird" penetrated my nose, making my whole body feel uplifted.
Suddenly, Tengjia's body began to twist strangely, moving constantly like a sleeping child having a nightmare.
Master Shenbi could not help but cry out: "Ah! She moved! Princess Tengjia's body... moved!"
With a "crack", the paper door was almost pulled away by force. The elephant, lion, and tiger monks outside the door rushed in together. They stepped and kicked under their feet, and another forty or fifty candles were destroyed.
They all gathered around the coffin and stared at me intently.
I stimulated my internal energy even more fiercely, and put my palms against Tengjia's left and right temples, pouring my own internal energy into it continuously. For a comatose person, no matter how good her martial arts skills are, she can be stimulated directly by stimulating her temples.
Sobriety is the only rescue rule for all Chinese martial arts schools.
She was just moving, keeping her mouth tightly closed and not making any sound, not even a painful moan.
Bang - a bead of sweat fell down and hit the tip of Tengjia's nose. With the continuous stimulation of internal energy, my body quickly showed signs of fatigue and collapse, and cold sweat slid down my forehead in strings. I knew it myself.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't last more than two minutes.
The internal force injected into Tengjia weakened slightly, and the frequency of her body twisting slowed down. This also shows that the input of internal force can directly stimulate her brain nerves, prompting her to transform from a deep coma to a shallow coma.
"I'm here!" Master Shenbi shouted, flicked his right arm, and pressed it hard on the back of my heart. A huge surge of feminine inner energy rushed over, like a raging wave of the sea, transmitted through my body and poured directly into me.
Entering Tengjia's temple.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I was only acting as a transmission conductor at this time, and I didn’t have to exert any force at all. I could finally rest for a while. However, I immediately discovered that the frequency of Tengjia’s twisting suddenly decreased, and half a minute later, it returned to stillness.
status.
"What happened to her? What happened to Princess Tengjia?" Master Shenbi retracted his palm in confusion.
After the fierce twisting just now, Tengjia's hair was very messy, and some strands were even wrapped around her ears and tied into knots. I didn't know what happened, so I raised my hand to slowly straighten her hair, and then turned the page
I opened her eyelids to take a look, and then probed her breathing. Strangely enough, she didn't wake up at all. The twisting just now seemed to be just a struggle in a nightmare, and I was just doing some futile and useless efforts.
Xiao Lai had been standing outside the door, and now he was slapping himself on the back of his head and slowly walking in.
"Did you find anything?" I asked him, because a sly smile appeared in his eyes.
"Mr. Feng, the martial arts you practice are very different from the style of the eminent monks of Fengge Temple. After the two different internal forces were introduced into Miss Tengjia's body, she seemed to be hanging upside down between water and fire. Not only could she not be saved, but if it continued for a long time, the water would drown the fire.
Zhi, it could be life-threatening!"
I have thought of this question for a long time, just to confirm whether Tengjia can keenly feel the stimulation of internal force shock. Using internal force to wake her up or using an electric shock device to "shock" her are all different ways to achieve the same goal.
After this experiment, I can definitely find a pair of electric shock devices to try tomorrow - when the weather is so cold, half of Tengjia's body is exposed to the air, and it will definitely not feel good. Fortunately, the coffin has a constant temperature
Systematically, Master Shenbi never neglected to take care of her even when she was helpless.
I left the coffin and walked back and forth in the room, stretching my sore arms.
"Young man, you've done a great job! Let's have a good discussion when we have time. Let me see how far you have progressed in your 'Xiao Zhoutian Reincarnation Kung Fu'. Alas, it is said that this kind of kung fu has been practiced for half a century.
It was lost a long time ago, I really didn’t expect it to be revived in your hands..."
Someone was talking to me using the skill of "thousand-mile transmission", and my ears keenly caught it