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 for a while, and it might take a few days before he came back, so he told them to stay at home obediently and not run around.

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

"Woof!" Gouzi barked twice, and understood.

Then, He Wenzhi let Huang Xiaoyan put the ashes in the sachet, one person and one ghost walked into the underground parking lot, and left the community in the black business car.

On the way, he picked Daochang Wang into the car again, and he was already 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 boxing skills.

However, because the time is relatively short, it is definitely not possible to practice any killer tricks in one night.

However, Chen Tiankui also told He Wenzhi that if he wants to develop his own [killing method] later, he needs to pay special attention when practicing the [practicing method] now.

【Killing method】In Chen Tiankui's words, that is the pinnacle!

A little specialization can reach the pinnacle!

Chen Tiankui has practiced double-axes since he was a child. It can be said that apart from beating with sticks, his childhood was spent with double-axes.

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 is called a real tornado destroying the parking lot.

The double ax was in Chen Tiankui's hands, and he swung it into a whirlwind, and it became bigger and bigger, even flying sand and rocks to attract the eyes.

In Chen Tiankui's words, it was just a drizzle, and if he got serious, every wind that blew would even have the power to tear apart steel.

The whole whirlwind rolls up, and everything that comes into contact with it will be torn to shreds by him.

He Wenzhi tried it at that time, that is, he threw a wooden stick as thick as an arm into it, and was instantly torn into powder by the strong wind.

This power is really not a joke.

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

After all, no matter how talented He Wenzhi is, 【Killing Method】is one point that can be practiced to the pinnacle, which is impossible to comprehend and master right away.

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

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

Chen Tiankui's tornado, if it is a method of killing, then it must be, and it is also a big move of area damage, with amazing lethality.

"So, what will be my killing method? Which point should I practice to the peak?" He Wenzhi was thinking while driving.

Every time he fights now, it can be said that they are all fist-to-flesh close combat.

Then his [killing method] is to practice boxing, or to practice legs?

Or, to practice a weapon?

Because now is the stage of [practice], the daily practice cannot be interrupted, and at the same time, I have taken into account my own [killing method].

Because [killing method] is not something that everyone can practice, it is a test of a person's talent and aptitude and the upper limit of his own physical strength.

In Chen Tiankui's eyes, He Wenzhi undoubtedly fully meets 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 the choice is made, special training will start in the future. This training is a process of [practice].

Until the [practice] is over, it is time to start the [play], combining various routine moves for actual combat.

[Killing method] is also in this process, slowly groping and tempering.

If you choose boxing, then you will train specifically on [boxing] in the future, even if you practice [style of fighting] later, it is also aimed at [boxing].

If you choose other, it is the same reason.

He Wenzhi felt that what he used most now was boxing, so should he specialize in boxing in the future, and then develop his own killing method from boxing?

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

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong.

With a weapon in hand, it seems to be stronger than bare hands.

When it comes to weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds are the most commonly heard, and they are 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 wide open, unless it was the kind of two-handed epee.

Then he felt that the knife was very good, and with one knife, the tiger and the tiger were in full swing, and the gods and ghosts retreated!

As for the gun, it goes without saying the attack range, but if it is bullied by someone, it seems to be more troublesome.

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

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

Daoist Wang who was sitting in the back suddenly became agitated.

"Who? Who's talking?"

He Wenzhi frowned, feeling a little weird.

"Wang Daochang, have you never felt that there is a ghost beside me?"

"You have a ghost with you?" Wang Daochang was startled, and then he checked carefully, but he didn't see anything.

"Didn't you 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!" Daoist Wang was shocked: "What a strong ghostly aura! Brother Wen, what kind of ghost is this thing you are wearing? There is such a strong sense of oppression!"

Wang Daochang took a deep breath, feeling as if he was facing a ferocious ghost.

The gloomy and icy ghostly aura blowing towards his face could be felt even in broad daylight, and it made Wang Daochang feel chills on his back, and goose bumps already appeared on his body.

Although it was not as good as the woman he met in Guangming Village, Daoist Wang knew that he would not be able to beat her with just this aura.

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

Obviously, the possessed body can only provide two attribute values ​​now, is this very strong?

Not strong at all!

Having said that, He Wenzhi also understood why Daoist Wang couldn't feel Huang Xiaoyan's presence.

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

The qi, blood and yang fire all over his body were extremely strong, and because Huang Xiaoyan was placed close to his body, the ghost aura on his body was covered by the qi, blood and yang fire.

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

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

"I... How could I be strong... This Taoist must have felt wrong, or he is too weak..." Huang Xiaoyan's voice was very serious.

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

Daoist Wang: "..."

Wang Daochang only felt that the world had completely changed. Now that these years, ghosts with such a strong ghostly aura can no longer be considered strong?

It seems... that he is indeed too weak.

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

He just silently looked at the constantly receding scenery outside the window. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to hug the dog he brought back from Guangming Village.

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

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I thought the road would be smooth and unimpeded, but for some unknown reason, there was a traffic jam on the road.

It was already afternoon until it opened to traffic again.

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

Compared with Guangming Village, Meiping Village's economic conditions are obviously much better. There are many self-built houses in the village, all of which are brick, stone and reinforced concrete structures.

Most people's homes basically build a two-story building, and leave a yard outside.

Some people with a little bit of money will build a four or five-story building in their homes, and they will also leave a large yard outside.

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

It was dusk now, and the slanting afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the entire village.

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

The whole village was completely covered by red light, and the shadows of the trees and houses were stretched. The atmosphere in the village seemed a little strange for some reason.

The glass windows seemed to be blocked by something, and the scenery inside could not be seen.

The refracted light was also bright red, and one side of the glass seemed to be splashed with blood.

The July wind was blowing slowly, but I couldn't feel the slightest warmth. The wind was full of icy breath.

The leaves were shaken by the blowing, and the sound was a bit weird.

Even though it was only dusk, the entire Meiping Village was completely enveloped by that weird atmosphere.

Perhaps because of the time issue, the village seemed very quiet, and the only figures that could be seen were some children playing on the side of the road.

A little boy is playing with stones on the side of the road with his back facing the red sunset.

He was dressed plainly, with several patches on his trousers, probably because of rolling on the ground, his whole body looked dirty.

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

Her eyes are big, she looks very cute, and she is full of youthfulness.

At the age of seventeen, she is also well-developed, and she looks chic, with two ponytails on her head, shaking and beating along with her chest while running.

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

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

Er Zhu's expression changed suddenly.

"My mother...my mother...hasn't she died a long time ago?"

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

He Wenzhi's eyes lit up, revealing a kind and amiable smile.

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

The third update is here! Unexpectedly, there were only two updates yesterday, but three updates today! hhhhh, I wrote it under the dizziness. Ask for a ticket, if you have a book list, add a book list. Thank you!