Chapter 28 Is this child really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?
Tang Xiaoyun stared at his palm for a long time and decided to try again.
So, before the other party could react, he raised his knife and chopped down again.
This time he used the ninth level of strength, so he must have fainted this time.
However, the fact is——
“Ooooo… It hurts, why do you always hit me, oooooooooooooo!!”
The guarding disciple suddenly threw his head back and burst into tears, with snot and tears streaming down his face. His cries grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the entire dungeon.
Tang Xiaoyun was startled, and subconsciously glanced at the dungeon entrance. He panicked and tried to comfort the guarding disciple: "No, don't cry, your crying will attract others!"
If he alerted others, how could he escape?
The guarding disciple paused crying, glanced at Tang Xiaoyun, and then cried even louder!
Tang Xiaoyun thought to himself: [This is over, I've provoked a fool, the system needs to think of a solution!]
The system felt guilty towards Tang Xiaoyun, so it no longer refused Tang Xiaoyun's request.
[Host, please wait a moment. Let me search.]
The system quickly searched for the fool in front of it and quickly concluded: [This person is called Fat Tiger. He is obsessed with martial arts novels and loves to imitate the heroes. To deal with him, you have to identify him.]
After listening to the system's words, Tang Xiaoyun quickly came up with a plan in his mind.
He hurriedly covered Fat Tiger's mouth, letting the two long streams of liquid flowing from his nostrils drip onto the back of his hand.
Holding back his nausea, he said, "Fat Tiger, as long as you don't cry, how about I read you a martial arts novel?"
"Uh... huh?"
Fat Tiger's crying stopped abruptly. With red eyes and sobs, he asked, "What did you say?"
[It seems this trick really works.]
"I told you that if you just behave and don't cry, I'll show you martial arts novels, the kind about fighting for supremacy in the martial arts world."
Hearing this, Fat Tiger became interested. He raised his sleeve and touched his face, then asked, "Really?"
"Really? Bring me a pen and paper, and I'll write it out for you." He had read thousands of martial arts novels, so any one of them would be enough to fool him.
"Oh, okay."
Fat Tiger opened the front of his shirt and took out a yellowed notebook and a brush from his arms.
Then he handed it to Tang Xiaoyun and said, "Here, it's for you."
Tang Xiaoyun's mouth twitched: [Good fellow, he even carries this thing with him. It seems he's really a martial arts fan.]
Tang Xiaoyun took the notebook and brush, and seeing that the brush was dry, he asked, "Do you have ink?"
Fat Tiger was startled, then he snatched the brush. Under everyone's shocked gaze, Fat Tiger put the brush into his mouth, took a few sips, then handed it to him and said, "You can write now."
Tang Xiaoyun stretched out two trembling fingers and lightly pinched the pen shaft, looking at the brush with disgust as it was still glistening with saliva.
[Is this child really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? ]
He shook the wet brush before starting to write. Now he had no time to worry about whether he was stupid or not.
He had to quickly deal with this big fool and escape.
After searching his brain, he began to write the important plot of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber".
Since he had watched this TV series as a child, he could not remember much of the plot, so he only wrote a few pages in two hours, but this was enough to delay some time.
Seeing Tang Xiaoyun stop writing, Fat Tiger leaned over and asked, "Are you done?"
"I'm done."
"Then let me see it!" Fat Tiger suddenly became excited, looking like a child seeing his favorite toy.
Tang Xiaoyun hid the notebook behind him and pointed at Fat Tiger's disciple uniform and said, "I'm a little cold. Go find me a set of disciple uniform that fits me, and I'll give you the novel."
He originally planned to ask Fat Tiger to take off his disciple clothes, but when he thought that his clothes could only fit two people, he stopped.
Fat Tiger didn't think much about it and agreed immediately: "Okay, I'll get it for you right away."
With that, Dongdong ran away, forgetting to lock the cell door.
However, Tang Xiaoyun was not stupid enough to run away like that. He was wearing Tan Tai Lie's robe, which would be exposed if he went out.
In addition, few people have seen his true face, so no one would recognize him even if he wore a disciple's uniform.
Soon, Fat Tiger came back with a set of disciple uniforms that had been worn by someone else.
After stuffing the clothes into Tang Xiaoyun's arms, he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the novel now."
Tang Xiaoyun ignored him, but lowered his head and sniffed closely. An unpleasant body odor emanated from the disciple's uniform, which almost made him faint.
"Whose clothes are you holding? They smell so bad."
"It belongs to my junior brother. I saw him leaving it on the bedside for several days without washing it, so I took it here. Don't talk so much. Give me the novel quickly!" Fat Tiger urged.
"You're stupid... Never mind. I don't have a choice now."
Tang Xiaoyun took off Tan Tai Lie's robe and put on the smelly disciple uniform instead. Although the body odor made him unacceptable, fortunately it fit him well.
He grabbed Fat Tiger and forced him to sit on the straw. Then he stuffed the novel into his arms and told him, "Just read it slowly here. Don't go there. Got it?"
He patted Fat Tiger's shoulder with his right hand, but took the opportunity to steal the token that Fat Tiger had on his waist with his left hand.
Just in case, have this.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere."
Fat Tiger couldn't wait to open the book. The first sentence at the beginning was: It is said that Zhang Wuji abandoned Zhou Zhiruo on the day of his wedding and returned to the martial arts world...
Just this first sentence made Fat Tiger's mind engaged, and he watched with great interest, his mouth wide open.
Tang Xiaoyun tentatively called out to Fat Tiger but received no response. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "This silly kid is hopeless."
Without further ado, while Fat Tiger was fully immersed in the novel, he slowly moved to the door of the cell, and then tiptoed towards the dungeon entrance.
After leaving the dungeon, he realized that it was already dark, and it was a good time for him to escape.
While dodging the patrolling disciples, he came to the entrance of the Demonic Sect. At this time, two patrol teams were changing shifts.
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in my mind: [Host, where do you plan to go after leaving the Demon Sect? ]
【Anywhere is better than staying here.】
Whenever he thought of the scene that day when Tan Tai Lie pressed him down and took advantage of him, he wanted to kill himself.
After hearing this, the system was still making a final struggle: [You don’t want to complete the main quest? ]
Anger flashed in Tang Xiaoyun's eyes: "You'd better not mention the mission to me now. It was because of that damn mission that I was completely devoured by the big devil..."
At this point he suddenly stopped.
The system, however, seemed to have discovered something truly shocking, its tone radiating gloating: [Oh no! I seem to have missed something important!]
Tang Xiaoyun was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead: [Go to hell!]
The system didn't want to miss this good opportunity to eat melons, and continued to ask fearlessly: [How do you feel? Tell me about it? ]
【Shut up! 】
[No, host, don't be so stingy. Tell me who's on top and who's on bottom. I'm really curious.]
Tang Xiaoyun rubbed his temples, resisting the urge to curse and said, "Turn off your phone."
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