Chapter 29: Cheating, the coffin lid of the ancestor can no longer hold it down
The bright and upright path is paved for geniuses, which is very risky; losers have to find other ways and use unorthodox methods.
This is not cowardice, this is called opening up a new track, which is the strategic wisdom of unicorns.
then,
Feng Mu threw the secret book of Crane Claw onto the bed and sat down on the chair. He held an iron bead in his left hand, and the tip of his right index finger was bulging and cracked, with a piece of bone sticking out.
If my fingers can't hook the iron beads, I'll use my finger bones to hook them.
Fingers are smooth and do not bear force. There is nothing we can do about it; human fingers are just so inconvenient.
The finger bones are different. They can be shaped as you like. Anyway, the finger bones that Feng Mu broke through the flesh can be molded.
Can't hook the iron bead with your fingers? Simple, make a groove inside the joint!
The groove can't be stuck and it's easy to fall off and slide out? Simple, the bone surface has irregular raised lines, like an anti-skid tire, or at worst, a circle of barbs around the groove will do.
To get started practicing [Crane Claw] normally, you need a strong foundation and understanding. You need to practice hard over and over again, sum up your experience, and form muscle memory until your five fingers are trained into iron hooks, and finally imitate the essence of the crane claw.
Feng Mu didn't need to do this. With the [plastic mold], he didn't need to imitate. He could directly shape it into crane claws, or even eagle claws, cat claws, or any other strange-shaped claws.
He can perfectly bypass all the martial arts requirements of [Crane Claw].
All he needs is a little knowledge of physics, a little imagination, and some fine patience for manual work.
"If I change it to other martial arts, I'm afraid I'll have a headache, but [Crane Claw], hehe, I can eat you to death, do you believe it?"
Feng Mu muttered to himself, with a wild smile on his face, making him look like an evil villain.
[Crane Claw Skill]: “…” The lid of the ancestor’s coffin can no longer be held down.
Holding the iron bead, he pressed it against the bone, used his mind to carve a groove, carve out anti-slip marks, and grow barbs, and then, with a click, he embedded the iron bead in.
"Let's try it." Feng Mu walked back to the iron basin and hooked it with all his strength.
The finger hook tightly grips an iron bead, which is so large that it cannot fall out.
Feng Mu looked at it for a while, tried it a few more times, and like a craftsman, made subtle adjustments to the shape of the finger bones.
Each of the ten fingers has a different force angle, so each one needs to be adjusted while testing.
Although Feng Mu does not need tools such as hammers and files, he can just use his mind, but adjustments still require mental effort.
The most important thing is that bones don't seem to be that obedient. If you just want to make a groove, it's easy, but if you want to create fine textures on the concave wall, the difficulty suddenly increases by more than ten times.
Feng Mu could understand this. After all, the [plastic embryo] was only white at this stage and still had huge potential for growth.
Moreover, it is more than enough to deal with [Crane Claw].
After 4 hours, Feng Mu finished carving all ten finger bones one by one.
He stood in front of the iron basin again, full of confidence: "It won't be a problem to hook it. The most difficult step is solved. The remaining thing is to make sure not to hook it wrong and to control the strength so as not to affect the surrounding iron beads."
Swinging arms, waving hands, fingers passing by like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The surface of the basin did not move at all. Feng Mu turned his finger and saw an iron bead quietly embedded in the hook.
Feng Mu picked out the iron bead, flicked it gently back onto the basin, and counted: "One success."
In fact, hooking the fish accurately and controlling the strength were extremely difficult tasks, but since Feng Mu did not need to be distracted to finish the job, the difficulty of the remaining two tasks also dropped sharply.
It's like shooting a target with a gun. You have to bear the reaction force, but now the equipment helps you bear it. You only need to focus on aiming and pulling the trigger.
Can you still miss the target?
Turn into a gun god in minutes~ 1 time, success.
2 times, successful.
3 times, successful.
4 times, successful.
5 times, failed!
Well, there is still some distance between me and the gun god who never misses a shot.
The fifth failure, according to the requirements of [Crane Claw Technique], has to reset and start counting again, which is outrageous.
Unfortunately, counting is an obstacle that cheaters cannot avoid.
Feng Mu looked down at the time on his phone: 3.27 01:17.
Before I knew it, it was already 1 a.m. and there were three unread text messages on my phone.
——Boss, today I asked Brother Bin if I could be with him, and Brother Bin agreed.
——Brother Bin asked people to continue investigating the people on the list. Through the confessions, the scope was further narrowed down. Brother Bin also highlighted some of the people on the list. I counted them and there were probably about 50 people left who needed to be tracked and investigated.
——This afternoon, a constable came to the gang and said he wanted to search the bar. Brother Bin asked him to search it. Later, Boss Zheng came and was very angry. He scolded Brother Bin.
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After reading the message, Feng Mu thought: "Ma Wei is quick, but that's not right. It should be said that Ma Bin is eager for him to come closer. After all, it is safest to keep the person who sealed the mouth under his nose."
"Has it been narrowed down to 50 people? Since they didn't draw the circle based on suspicion, then the confession investigation is just a pretense. Am I in this circle?"
Feng Mu naturally didn't think that Ma Bin would target him, as Ma Bin didn't recognize him.
However, Ma Bin put on a very thorough show under the guise of hunting down the murderer, and it was inevitable that he would involve some innocent people in order to conceal his real target.
It's a bit like a certain type of serial killer. You think the people he kills are random, but in fact, he hides the only specific target and the real motive for killing by randomly increasing the number of murders.
Feng Mu was worried that he was unlucky and would become one of the random targets.
It is true that he is the real murderer, but it is also unfair for him to be retaliated by the Green Wolf Gang in this way.
Feng Mu stared at the third text message for a long time and then sent two text messages to Ma Wei in reply.
——Send me the list.
——Are Ma Bin and Zheng Si on good terms? Ma Bin is tracking down the murderer. What is Zheng Si doing recently? Putting down his phone, Feng Mu walked back to the iron basin.
The finger hook cut through the air again and again, brushed across the surface of the basin, succeeded again and again, and then was interrupted by failure and started over again.
Time passes by every second.
Soon, it was 4 o'clock in the morning.
Feng Mu could clearly feel that he had already smashed the entry level of [Crane Claw Skill] to the ground, and success was just around the corner.
"The maximum number of consecutive successes is 81."
Feng Mu let out a long breath, feeling the malice of "hit the target every time". This kind of strict requirement of repetition with zero mistakes could easily make one's mentality explode.
This is different from the mental explosion caused by poor physical fitness where one cannot see any light. This is the mental explosion caused by being bathed in light but always having a shadow lingering around.
The former is like a pot of rat shit with no soup, while the latter is like a rat shit ruining the whole pot of soup.
It's not just one pot. Feng Mu has started from scratch 119 times, averaging one and a half minutes each time. If he does it again, he wants to hit 120.
The 120th time, failed, and the little finger was interrupted when it touched the pelvic surface at the 67th time.
Feng Mu used force with his fingers to squeeze the iron bead until it deformed, then stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach as if he was chewing the flesh and blood of his enemy.
"Sleep like hell, your liver will die if it doesn't die."
Tomorrow is Sunday, Feng Mu decided not to sleep, he will fight with [Crane Claw Kung Fu] to the death, and the battle will last until dawn... Please read my novel, please vote, and please water the old tree, the old tree is dying of thirst!
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