"Are you being sucked in?"
I quickly turned around.
Although it's a bit impolite to watch Lao Dao urinate, I can't worry about that now.
Old Dao's urine is now blood red, and it's like his major artery has been cut; he can't stop it at all!
"Brother Chen, save me! I don't want to die!" Old Dao cried, and urinated even more violently.
I recalled what the old master had said, and I was about to go out and let him take a look, but the door was already locked.
No matter what I do with the door, it just won't budge.
"Brother Chen, where's your sword?! Try it out!"
Old Dao's lips turned white, and he was still urinating there, but the urine was all red liquid.
He tried to move his feet, wanting to leave this awful place, but he couldn't.
"Brother Chen, I'm stuck to something and can't move. Use your sword to cut me!"
Old Dao shouted.
Old Dao probably remembered that the Thunderstrike Sword had saved him, but in any case, there's no other way now, and this is probably the only thing he can think of.
I had no choice but to take a deep breath and prepare to slash at Lao Dao's groin with the Thunderstrike Sword.
Suddenly, I stopped because I realized that what I was holding was not a lightning sword!
Although it is also made of wood, it differs slightly from the Thunderstrike Sword in both shape and other aspects.
This is a replica, but perhaps the master craftsman used some kind of trick to make me not notice it earlier.
"What's wrong, Brother Chen? Hurry up and do it! Don't hesitate, I'm about to bleed to death!"
Old Dao's face was as pale as a male laborer who had just finished serving a rich woman, and his body was trembling.
"This isn't my Thunderstrike Sword, this was given to me by that old master!" I brandished the wooden sword, showing it to Old Knife.
"Damn it, I think this old man is definitely up to something! Brother Chen, just kill him already!"
Old Dao had no choice but to plead.
He had no other options but to try this.
I stabbed Old Dao in the groin.
There was no blood splattering, and the moment my sword touched Old Knife, Old Knife's adverse reaction stopped.
"It's alright, it's alright! Brother Chen, you and that senior are both like fathers to me, they're my own fathers!"
Old Dao shook his little brother and was overjoyed to see that it was completely unharmed.
He just told me to do it, he's already prepared to sacrifice my brother.
It's fortunate that nothing bad has happened to us.
"What exactly is this 'absorption' thing? How can it be so eerie!" I examined the sword, constantly recalling what had just happened.
I felt a little fortunate. If it weren't for this old master leaving me this thing, I'm afraid I would have died here today.
At the very least, he'll be missing one or two parts.
"I don't know, but looking back, it was quite comfortable!"
Having escaped danger, Lao Dao began to recall his feelings from just now.
Judging from Lao Dao's expression, this kid must be enjoying himself.
The contents of Lao Dao's excrement remained in the toilet bowl, and Lao Dao pressed the flush button.
A strange thing happened: no matter how much water Lao Dao rinsed it, the red liquid just wouldn't go down.
"Let me see what's going on?" Old Dao, not believing in superstitions, prepared to go over and take a look.
I was about to remind him not to do that, but it was too late.
Suddenly, a claw emerged from the toilet bowl. It was furry and white, somewhat like Old Knife's leg, only thinner.
The claw grabbed Old Knife's neck, rendering him unable to move.
At the same time, another claw emerged from the toilet bowl and reached for me.
And the tattoo on my arm came to life once again, and began to permeate my arm, covering my entire arm with eagle owl feathers.
The claw reached for me and struck my arm, making a metallic clanging sound.
Ding ding ding!
The feathers were like steel plates, and when the claws came over, it was like they were grabbing a steel plate.
The claw seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, emitting wisps of white smoke before finally retracting.
Seeing how effective it was, I started waving my arms.
The moment I touched the claw holding the old knife, white smoke began to rise from that claw as well.
It's more like a mist than white smoke; at least I haven't heard the smoke alarm yet.
Old Dao coughed violently.
"I'm saved! I'm saved! Brother Chen, I'll never come here again!" Old Dao plopped down on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
What just happened scared Old Blade Soul away.
"Brother Chen, I'll wear that diaper as soon as I get back. I swear, from now on I'll pee—no, I'll poop inside!"
Old Dao made a solemn vow.
I told you not to do this, if you can't handle it, just hold it in. People who don't know better will think you're from Chengdu.
"Then what do we do about this?"
Old Dao pointed to the urinal.
He was really scared, afraid that something might suddenly jump out from inside.
"Stab him!" I made the decision without hesitation, a ruthless glint in my eyes.
Since we've already started, we might as well go all the way and get the problem completely resolved.
No sooner had I finished speaking than I thrust my sword down, and I could hear a distinct scream coming from inside the latrine.
The next second, the toilet returned to normal.
"Brother Chen, are you alright?"
Old Dao looked at the urinal, his tone a little excited, but still not quite sure.
"Probably. Put your pants on and let's hurry up and go."
I tried pulling the door, and now it can be opened.
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