Sitting on a rock by the stream, the fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and gasped for breath.
"Xiaoming, let's take a break. I really can't walk anymore."
Ye Ming nodded, looked around, and seeing that there was no movement, he found a flat stone to sit on.
"We've already collected three iron plates along the way. I wonder how the others are doing?"
After resting enough, the fat man drank some water from the stream nearby and handed it to Ye Ming.
"I guess that's about right. Xiao Ming, drink some water. This spring water looks very clean, so it should be fine."
Ye Ming looked at the fish swimming in the water, then looked at the water handed to him by the fat man, licked his lips, and finally did not take it. He really couldn't get over the psychological barrier.
"Fat brother, forget it, thank you."
The fish are still swimming in the water. If I drink it, wouldn’t it be like drinking the fish’s bath water?
The fat man laughed jokingly. He was his childhood friend. I have been like this since I was a child, afraid of getting dirty.
"You've been pampered and comfortable, and have never suffered from hardship since you were a child."
"I really can't drink it. The fish is swimming around in the water. I feel like if I drink it, the fish will swim in my mouth." Ye Ming smiled helplessly.
"Hahaha! There is still one day left. Can you bear it? If you can't bear it, come to me!" The fat man laughed.
Ye Ming licked his lips.
There were dense woods all around, and a breeze blew, making the fat man shiver.
"Why do I suddenly feel cold? Something is not right." said the fat man.
Ye Ming said, "What's wrong, Fatty? I don't think anything is wrong."
Fatty: "Shh! Don't talk!"
"Who's there? Stop playing tricks there." The fat man shouted towards the direction where the breeze was blowing.
Pah pah pah…
Avala appeared in front of the two of them, clapping his hands.
"You two young men have excellent eyesight. What a coincidence to run into you here."
The dark red at the corner of his clothes became more conspicuous as he walked.
Seeing the murderous aura that filled Awara's body, the two of them understood everything.
"Avara! What did you do to our people?" Ye Ming asked.
"Xiaoming, hurry up and don't waste time talking to him." The fat man pulled the corner of Ye Ming's clothes and reminded him.
Avara patted his head, his face suddenly enlightened. "Oh right, on the way here just now, I met two young men who wanted to send me away without knowing the consequences. I was so kind as to give them a ride. Tell me, can you blame me for this?"
"You killed them?!" Ye Ming was extremely angry and rushed forward without caring about anything.
"Don't say that. I sent them there out of kindness." Avara smiled.
"Then let us see you off too! How dare a foreigner act so arrogantly on our soil? Do you think we are dead?" Ye Ming's face turned red with anger.
This foreigner was very powerful. The fat man originally wanted to sneak away and not fight him head-on, but in this situation, he had no choice but to fight side by side with Ye Ming.
I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't give this foreigner a good beating.
We have to do it even if we can't win! Besides, there are two of us, so we won't necessarily lose!
The little devil sitting on Avara's shoulder slid down from his body and ran towards the fat man.
Seeing the little devil appear, Ye Ming took out the cow's tears and threw them at the fat man, shouting: "Fat brother, be careful! There's a little devil coming towards you, catch him!"
Avala was a muscular man, punching and kicking quickly. "You should worry about yourself, you Chinese pig!"
The fat guy beside him exploded and started spouting Chinese quintessence crazily, "Fuck you... you big-headed ghost! Idiot! Trash! You stinky old man from the mountains, do you really think you are something good?!
Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You look like this and you dare to scare people! Even pigs are prettier than you!
"Pah! I almost vomited my leftover food when I saw you!"
"What Fatty said is right, bah!" Ye Ming threw a stack of talismans into the sky.
The talismans changed in the wind, becoming sharp swords and stabbed towards Avara.
Ala was not a pushover either. He used his fists and feet to kick away the sharp swords.
But the sword you raised seemed to have eyes, and it turned in another direction and chased after Avala again.
"Damn, what the hell is this thing? It's so fierce."
Looking at the large piece of flesh on his arm bitten off by the ghost boy, the fat man endured the pain and shouted.
"Fat brother, sing nursery rhymes to him to calm him down!" Ye Ming reminded.
"Little Erlang, you little bastard, with your schoolbag on your back, you're not afraid of the sun, the wind and the rain.
I'm afraid you, a little brat, can't be destroyed! Without knowledge, you have no face to see your parents!
..."
The fat man's strange singing voice was heard, and the little kid tilted his head, paused for a moment, and then attacked the fat man again.
Seeing that the nursery rhyme didn't work, the fat man shouted: "Xiaoming, this little brat won't fall for it."
Ye Ming reminded loudly: "I forgot that this is a foreign ghost. He can't understand Chinese songs."
"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier? You're wasting my breath!"
The fat man was furious. He turned his body into a meat shield, covered it with talismans, and rushed directly towards the little brat.
"Ah..." After a scream, the little brat disappeared.
Avala was also affected, spitting out a mouthful of blood and being stabbed in several places by the sword.
"Xiaoming, let me help you."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Avala waved his hand and a puff of black smoke floated away, and he disappeared from the spot.
Fatty and Ye Ming quickly covered their mouths and noses, and when the black smoke dissipated, there was no trace of Avala.
"That bastard is so fast." The fat man cursed.
Looking at the wound on his arm, he felt a surge of pain. "Ouch, it hurts. When I get back this time, I have to heal it properly. It hurts so much to cut such a big piece of flesh."
Seeing that the fat man's wound had turned black, Ye Ming took out a few talismans, burned them into ashes, and applied them to the wound on the fat man's arm.
He breathed a sigh of relief only after a burst of black gas emerged and blood began to flow from the wound.
Suddenly, I felt dizzy and thought, "Oh no, there's something wrong with that black smoke." Then I fell to the ground unconscious.
Just as the fat man was about to help, his body went limp and he fell down.
A figure ran over from not far away, looked at the two people lying on the ground, and laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha... the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. I'm so lucky today! I found a great opportunity!"
Looking at Ye Ming's handsome face, Chen Liuyun caressed him tenderly.
"What a pity, I'll never see such a beautiful face again!
Go well, Xiaoming, and don’t hate me when you get to the underworld!
Who blocked my way? Who caught the eye of that stinky old man?
As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it directly into Ye Ming's chest without blinking.
Ye Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and didn't move at all, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
He glanced at the fat man next to him and gave him a sharp knife.
After that, he took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood off the dagger, and left with a big laugh.
In the back mountain of Zhengyi Sect, an old Taoist priest who was in seclusion suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Nickname!"
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