I Like Weird the Most

One night passed.

After He Wenzhi returned home, he explained the situation to Han Yumeng and Han Yuluo, saying that he was going out, and it might take a few days to come back, so that they would stay at home and don't run around.

At the same time, he told the dog that he must protect Han Yumeng.

"Wow!" The dog yelled twice, and he understood.

Then, He Wenzhi let Huang Xiaoyan into the ashes in the sachet, and walked into the underground parking lot alone, and left the complex in the black business car.

On the way, he took Wang Daochang into the car again, and he was now on his way to Meiping Village.

While driving, he was thinking about what happened last night.

Last night, He Wenzhi followed Chen Tiankui to practice some martial arts.

However, because the time is relatively short, one can definitely not practice any killer skills in one night.

However, Chen Tiankui also told He Wenzhi that if he wants to study the [killing method] that belongs to him alone, he needs to pay special attention when practicing [training method] now.

[Killing] In Chen Tiankui's words, that is the ultimate!

Only with a little specialization can you reach the top!

Chen Tiankui has been practicing double axe since he was a child. It can be said that in addition to the beating of clubs, he spent his childhood with double axe.

Even now, it is still a double axe.

So, he used a double-axe to demonstrate his [killing method] to He Wenzhi!

At this moment, He Wenzhi saw what a real tornado destroyed the parking lot.

The double axe in Chen Tiankui's hand was directly swung into a whirlwind by him, and it became bigger and bigger, and even the charming eyes of flying sand and stone.

In Chen Tiankui's words, this is just drizzle. If he gets serious, every wind that blows even has the power to tear steel.

The entire whirlwind rolled up, and everything he touched would be torn to pieces.

He Wenzhi tried it at the time, that is, he lost a wooden stick as thick as his arm, and was torn into powder by the wind in an instant.

This power is indeed no joke.

Relying on his [killing method], Chen Tiankui felt that he had found face in front of his younger generations, and he had confidence in training He Wenzhi again.

After all, no matter how genius it is, [killing method] is to practice one point to the ultimate state. It is impossible to understand and master it right away.

This is indeed the case. He Wenzhi is still thinking about his own [killing method].

Since it is called [Killing Method], there is no doubt that it is naturally the method of killing.

Chen Tiankui's tornado, if it is not a method of killing, it must be, and it is also a big move for area damage, and its lethality is amazing.

"So, what is my killing method? Which point should I practice to reach the top?" He asked one while driving, thinking in his heart.

Every time he fights now, it can be said that they are all close fights.

So his [killing method] is to practice boxing or leg training?

Or is it going to practice a weapon?

Because it is exactly the stage of [practice], daily practice can not be interrupted, and at the same time my own [killing] is taken into consideration.

Since the [killing method] is not something that everyone can practice, this is a very test of a person's aptitude and the upper limit of one's physical strength.

In Chen Tiankui's eyes, He Wenzhi undoubtedly fully met these conditions, so in his opinion, He Wenzhi must be able to practice his own [killing method].

So he asked He Wenzhi to think carefully about which one to choose.

After you choose, you will start special training in the future. This training is a process of [practice].

Until the [practice] is over, that is the beginning of the [play], combining various routine moves for actual combat.

[Killing Method] It was also in this, and it was slowly groped and tempered.

If you choose boxing, then in the future, you will be trained specifically for [boxing], even if you practice [style] later, it will also be aimed at [boxing].

If you choose other, it is the same reason.

How can I feel that what I use most now is boxing, so should I practice boxing in the future and then study my own killing method from the aspect of boxing?

But suddenly he was thinking again, it seems that using weapons is also good!

As the saying goes, one inch is strong.

With weapons in hand, it seems to be better than bare-handed.

Speaking of weapons, knives, guns, swords and halberds are the most commonly heard, and they are also often seen in film and television dramas.

However, He Wenzhi felt that the sword was not suitable for him. After all, his fighting style was very different, unless it was the same two-handed epee.

Then he felt that the knife was very good, and he slashed out the wind, and the gods and ghosts retreated!

As for the gun, the range of attack is of course needless to say, but it seems to be more troublesome if someone is bullied.

He Wenzhi was thinking about these questions in his heart, and Huang Xiaoyan's voice suddenly appeared.

"What are you thinking, why are you so serious?"

Wang Daochang sitting at the back was suddenly a rousing spirit.

"Who? Who is talking?"

He Wenzhi frowned, only feeling a little weird.

"Master Wang, haven't you ever felt a ghost next to me?"

"With a ghost by your side?" Wang Daochang was startled, followed closely and looked closely, but he didn't see anything.

"I really didn't see it?" He Wenzhi asked again.

"Really not." Wang Daochang shook his head.

He Wenzhi thought to himself, and then took out the sachet: "How about this?"

"Yes!" Wang Dao grew up in shock: "What a strong ghost! Asking brother, what kind of ghost are you carrying with you? There is such a great sense of oppression!"

Wang Daochang took a deep breath, only feeling that he was facing a fierce ghost.

The gloomy and cold ghost energy that rushed to the face could be felt even in broad daylight. It made Wang Daochang cold behind his back, and his body had already got a layer of goose bumps.

Although it was still incomparable to the woman I met in Guangming Village, only with this breath, Daochang Wang knew that he would definitely not be able to beat it.

"Is it strong? Why didn't I feel it?" He Wenzhi said casually, and continued to put the sachet next to his body.

Obviously now possession can only provide two points of attribute value, is this very strong?

Not strong at all!

Having said that, he can understand why Wang Daochang can't feel Huang Xiaoyan's existence anymore.

Because this time, he put the sachet next to his body.

The blood and Yang Huo in his body were extremely strong. Because Huang Xiaoyan was placed close to his body, the ghost energy on his body was covered by blood and Yang Huo.

So as soon as he took it out, Daoist Wang could immediately feel it.

At this time, He Wenzhi asked casually: "Huang Xiaoyan, do you think you are strong?"

"I... how could I be strong... It must be that this Taoist felt wrong, or he was too weak..." Huang Xiaoyan's voice was very serious.

Being bullied by He Wenzhi every day, how could he be strong.

Wang Daochang: "..."

Wang Daochang only felt that the world had completely changed. Now that this year, ghosts with such a strong ghost spirit can no longer be considered strong?

It seems...I am indeed too weak.

Wang Daochang suddenly became a little autistic and couldn't say a word.

He just silently looked at the retreating scenery outside the window. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to embrace the dog that he had brought back from Guangming Village.

Alas, life is nothing more than this, and you can only hug dogs to warm each other.

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I thought it would be unimpeded all the way, but I didn't know what was causing it, and there was a traffic jam on the road.

Until it is opened to traffic again, it is already afternoon.

The vehicle set off again and arrived at Meiping Village in the evening.

Compared with Guangming Village, the economic conditions of Meiping Village are obviously much better. There are many self-built houses in the village, which are made of masonry and reinforced concrete.

Most people basically build a two-story building with a courtyard outside.

Some people with a little bit of money will build four or five stories in their homes, and there will also be a large courtyard outside.

After finding a place to park the car, He Wenzhi led Wang Daochang out of the car.

At this time it was dusk, and the slanting afterglow of the setting sun irradiated the entire village.

The orange-red sunset dyed the clouds red, and on the other side of the mountain, it seemed as bright as blood.

The whole village was completely covered with red light, and the shadows of the trees and houses were pulled by the elders. For some reason, the atmosphere in the village always seemed a little weird.

The glass windows seemed to be obstructed by something, and it was impossible to see the scenery inside.

The refracted light was also red, and the glass on one side seemed to have been splashed with blood.

The wind in July was blowing slowly, but I couldn't feel the slightest warmth. The wind was full of cold air.

The leaves were blown and shook, and the sound was a bit strange.

Obviously it was only dusk, but the entire Meiping Village was completely enveloped by the weird atmosphere.

Perhaps due to time issues, the village seemed very quiet, and the only figures that could be seen were the children playing on the side of the road.

A little boy with his back facing the red sunset, was playing with rocks on the side of the road.

He is dressed plainly, with several patches on his pants, probably because he is rolling on the ground ~ www.novelmt.com ~ looks dirty all over.

At this moment, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl hurried over.

Her eyes are big, they are very cute, and her body is full of youthfulness.

At the age of seventeen, she has developed quite well. She has a unique appearance. The two ponytails on her head shake and dance with her chest when she is running.

She was panting heavily, with an anxious look on her face.

"Er Zhu! Er Zhu! It's not good, your mother...your mother she...she, she fell into the river!" The girl said to the boy playing with rocks.

Erzhu's expression suddenly changed.

"My mother...my mother she...didn't she die long ago?"

At this moment, a big hand was placed on the girl's shoulder.

He Wenzhi's eyes shone, and a kind smile appeared.

"Good sister, let's take a step to talk."