I have a two world clock

Chapter 43 Attack
As a man full of a sense of crisis, Li Mu prepared a lot of things for self-defense or killing the enemy after he realized that the world in the Great Yin Dynasty was not peaceful.

Some things were not able to be purchased due to lack of money and low strength, but since selling a few pieces of emerald stones, Li Mu can be considered a rich man, so he immediately bought the things he wanted to buy directly. few.

Among them, in the way of killing, he not only bought strong acid, but also bought a lot of poisons, including tetramine, which is known as the special drug for killing rats.

This kind of thing is not expensive, but it is extremely powerful, as long as it is a warm-blooded animal, it is difficult to escape its hands, and a little bit is enough to kill.

With Li Mu's personality, he is very reluctant to use this method of poisoning the enemy, but considering the reputation of the Tanlang gang and the fact that there are many gangsters among them, if he wants to minimize the damage, then Killing the enemy with poison is the best way.

"Killing with a knife is also killing, and killing with poison is also killing. Both of them are killing people. At least poisoning can leave them with a whole body!"

Li Mu sat in the cave, took out a paper mouse, and breathed out his true energy at the paper mouse. The paper mouse immediately turned into a small white mouse, screaming at Li Mu, twisting and turning in Li Mu's palm. .

"Unfortunately, this is already the smallest puppet!"

Li Mu looked at the little mouse wriggling and chirping in his hand, a little dissatisfied: "When I have time, I have to buy a set of machine tools and make some steel puppets myself!"

When the puppet art is cultivated to a certain level, the puppets produced will become more and more refined and realistic. The big ones can be turned into mountains, the small ones can be insects and ants, and even fleas and mosquitoes. It is considered that the practice has reached a certain level.

But this is already the limit of the small puppet technique. There is a big puppet technique in the legend, which can turn fakes into real ones. With oneself as the source, everyone is a puppet. It can control the body and mind of others unconsciously and become its own puppets.

However, this is the realm in legends. Li Mu never thought that he could cultivate to that level. He focuses on practicality. That kind of practice is beneficial to him, and that kind of practice is strong, so he will use that kind of practice. .

He is so self-willed, if other Qi refiners find out, they will definitely curse and envy and hate him.

You must know that ordinary monks have already decided their own path when they decide to start practicing. They practice Taoism in Taoism, Buddhism in Buddhism, Confucianism in Confucianism, and magic skills in magic. , they almost blocked their own way.

Very few monks would switch to other schools halfway, this is not only a matter of diverting energy, but at the beginning of the practice, the foundation has already been laid, and it is even more difficult to switch to another practice halfway.

Practitioners, meditating and practicing qi, moving energy and blood every day, and diligently cultivating the primordial spirit, just one exercise will cost them endless effort, and they dare not be distracted by others.

This is not necessarily able to achieve the pursuit of the state.

Most monks practice hard for a lifetime, but they only stop at the Qi refining stage, and it is difficult to break through the foundation building stage. Before they realize that they are mediocre, everyone wants to seize the opportunity of cultivation, go straight to the golden core road, and solve the mystery of life and death.

Not many monks will practice other methods before the golden core stage.

That is to say, Li Mu doesn't understand anything, he is completely a non-practice, and he doesn't have so many rules and regulations in his heart, so he can practice whatever he wants, and he can practice whatever he wants.

Of course, what is more important is that what he wants to cultivate, he can really achieve it, he can easily get started with everything he practices, and what he can cultivate in a day is better than others who spend half a lifetime in cultivation.

Li Mu put the little white mouse on his shoulder, and then took out a pack of tetramine: "Open your mouth!"

The little white mouse on the shoulder opened its mouth obediently.

"good!"

Li Mu poured all the packet of Tetramine into the little mouse's mouth: "Wait a minute, there's more!"

After he poured almost half a catty of tetramine into the mouth of the little white mouse, he just smiled and clapped his hands: "Okay, get ready to act!"

He took out the flying bird just now, and let the little mouse stand on the back of the flying bird. With a thought, the flying bird spread its wings and flew out, carrying the little white mouse on its back, to the lair of the Greedy Wolf gang on the mountainside in the distance.

It was dusk at this time, and the bird landed on the top of the tree, mixing among the flock of birds, and no one noticed anything wrong.

The little white mouse jumped off the bird's back, quickly climbed down the tree trunk, came to the base of the wall outside the village, found a mouse hole, crawled inward along the mouse hole, and finally ran into a kitchen and jumped to the stove On the water tank next to him, he spat out the poison rat into it.

After being so busy for half an hour, Li Mu sent out five or six puppet mice one after another, before pouring poison into everyone's water tanks.

So he began to sleep soundly in the tent in the cave, waiting for the opportunity.

After dinner, the whole village suddenly became chaotic.

Let's talk about Lu Zhanlin, the leader of the Greedy Wolf Gang, after dinner today, he just felt restless, irritable, and indescribably uncomfortable all over his body.

"What the hell is going on here?"

He is a congenital master, congenital with true qi, quite miraculous, after sensing discomfort in his body, he became a little alert in his heart, and immediately moved Qi and blood to wash the meridians in his body.

After a while, smoke rose above his head, and he spit out a piece of blood with a "wow", and he felt refreshed.

"I'm poisoned!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately understood what was going on: "Someone poisoned you!"

As soon as this thought arose in his mind, he immediately jumped into the courtyard and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Someone poisoned our food!"

He is a great congenital master, and when he opened his mouth to shout this time, everyone was shocked, and everyone in the whole village heard it.

Most of these villagers are thugs. They can't enjoy themselves without wine and women. They must drink alcohol every day when they eat. At first, they thought it was caused by drinking.

They didn't realize that something was wrong until the women and children at home screamed and fretted and twitched.

At this time, when Lu Zhanlin sounded a warning, everyone knew that they had been poisoned.

This shock was no small matter, and they all ran out, making a fuss and making a mess.

There are those gangsters with low skill who have already foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

The bandit with profound skills sat cross-legged on the ground, working hard to force out the poison in his body.

At this time, no one can take care of the women, children, and elderly people in the village. In a critical moment, naturally, his own life is the most important thing, and his wife and children have to stand aside.

Seeing this situation, Lu Zhanlin was shocked in his heart: "How did the enemy poison? I have a fairy master here, how can I be poisoned? Who did it? Could it be that woman from before? Wasn't she Is the serious injury beaten by the immortal master dead?"

When he thought of this, he was shocked: "It's broken! Eighty percent of the food given to the immortal teacher has also been poisoned!"

The shock was no small matter, and he immediately ran to the courtyard in the center of the village.

Anxiously, he lightened his body and floated to the gate of the courtyard in the middle like a cloud of smoke. As soon as he landed, he heard the voice of the immortal master in the courtyard: "Little Lu, what is going on?"

Then the courtyard door opened, revealing a Taoist in Tsing Yi standing in the courtyard.

This Taoist was thin, with a yellow face and golden eyes, a few sparse yellow beards under his chin, and a long sword on his back.

At this time, he looked at Lu Zhanlin calmly: "Why is there poison in the food? Is this to poison the old Taoist to death?"

Lu Zhanlin hurried into the courtyard and explained: "Senior, someone poisoned you today! The brothers in the entire village have been poisoned!"

Hearing this, the Taoist's face changed slightly: "Someone poisoned him? Can he hide it from the poor Daoist's induction? Is it the witch's accomplice?"

hum!
The long sword behind him suddenly jumped and jumped into his hand. The Taoist took a deep breath: "Little Lu, we may have offended a great person this time!"

He went first, checking the situation from house to house, with a very ugly expression on his face: "Xiao Lu, go and fetch a bucket of water."

Lu Zhanlin hurried to the source of the stream at the head of the village, fetched a bucket of water, and brought it to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist took out a piece of talisman, murmured something, and when it was shaken by the wind, the talisman paper immediately burned, turned into a cloud of white ash in the air, and fell into the bucket with rustle.

"My tao talisman is called a detoxification talisman. If you drink it in water, it will have a miraculous effect."

The Taoist pointed to the water in the bucket: "Call the people in the village and let them drink a few sips, and the poison will be cured by itself."

Lu Zhanlin was overjoyed: "Thank you for your kindness, senior! I'm going to call my brothers to come here!"

Immediately called out a few people with mild poisoning, let them drink first, and then went to another house to bring people to drink water.

When someone came over, the Taoist asked him to drink a few sips of water, and then drew a talisman in the air, pointing at the drinker, and after a while, the poisoned person recovered.

After working for a long time, this Taoist was very tired, his forehead was already sweating.

At this time, another short and fat man came over: "Master Dao, I was also poisoned!"

The Taoist nodded: "Drink some water, too. After a while, I will make sure you are alive and kicking, and your poison will be cured."

The short and fat man said: "Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness."

While speaking, he came to the Taoist priest, bent down and saluted: "Please trouble the Taoist priest!"

The Taoist Nianxu smiled: "I never thought there would be such a polite person in this bandit den, not bad, not bad!"

He stretched out his hand to support this person, and said with a smile, "What's your name? You're a man who can be made!"

At this moment, the short and fat man on the opposite side suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed the Taoist's arm firmly: "My name is Wu Ciren!"

The Taoist was taken aback for a moment, only to feel that the short and fat man's hands were like iron hoops enclosing his arms. Just as he was surprised, he saw a small paper doll jump out of the short and fat man's head, and the little man flew into the air. It rose against the wind, and suddenly turned into a general in golden armor. Holding a long knife, he slashed down suddenly: "Go!"

The Taoist was taken aback, he trembled, and the long sword flew out from behind, blocking General Jinjia's long sword.

boom!
The long knife slashed on the long sword, bursting out a ball of sparks, making a crisp sound.

The Taoist pulled the short and fat man back quickly, and shouted loudly: "Yinshan paper puppet? Who are you?"

At this moment, in the shadow of the corner behind him, another villain suddenly swelled up and turned into a giant with a height of two feet. He smashed down the Taoist Tianling Gai with a mace in his hand.

"I am your masked father!"

(End of this chapter)