Hmm? Isn't that right?
After hearing Tian Shu's words, Hong Xiaoduo also remembered that the voice of this person just now was indeed different from the one she had heard that day.
It's not? Only by dealing with that bastard as soon as possible can the fear and trauma deep in the hearts of the seven children completely disappear and heal.
Although Tian Shu said it wasn't that person, Hong Xiaoduo still didn't tell the children to stop. The children had already stopped one after another, and Tian Ji was the last to stop. He hadn't had enough kicking yet.
Whoever tries to scare people by encountering ghosts in the middle of the night is certainly not a good person!
"Brother Quan, could you please move your fingers?" Hong Xiaoduo looked at the person next to her who was frowning.
Since it's not the one we're waiting for, we can't just let them go. We need to find out who they are and what they're here for. It's definitely not just a simple prank.
Quan Jinghuai knew immediately what she wanted him to do. He gestured for Hong Xiaoduo to lift her leg, and then, as the other person struggled to get up, he tapped her chest a few times, rendering her immobile.
Hong Xiaoduo, who was standing to the side, raised her eyebrows as she watched. She had seen it several times along the way, but she still found it amazing.
In traditional Chinese martial arts dramas and novels, highly skilled martial artists have always been known for their ability to use acupressure points, rendering their opponents immobile.
Hong Xiaoduo remembers that when she was in elementary school, her classmates liked to play this game. The student who was called on could only stand still and was not allowed to move. If they moved, it was considered cheating.
She always thought that acupressure was something created by novelists and didn't exist in reality.
But after witnessing it with her own eyes several times, she realized that it really existed!
Once, Tianquan said that if they liked it, they could learn from their master.
So Hong Xiaoduo went to ask Quan Jinghuai if it was difficult to practice acupressure.
When Quan Jinghuai heard this, he was very excited. She didn't know how to use acupressure, and she wanted to learn from him. Finally, he could teach her something.
However, when he said that learning acupressure is not difficult, it's just about memorizing a few acupoints and then pressing them with the appropriate force. To put it simply, the acupoints you press are places where nerve endings are concentrated or where nerve trunks pass through, and where qi and blood converge.
Quan Jinghuai told her that there are 108 vital acupoints on the human body. Among them, 72 acupoints can be pressed without being fatal, while the other 36 acupoints are fatal and are also called "death points".
In life-or-death battles, these acupoints are sometimes used as "killers".
The key to acupressure lies in familiarity with acupoints and meridians, and the accurate mastery and application of these techniques. By striking the opponent's acupoints, various symptoms can be induced, such as immobility, inability to speak, general weakness, numbness, coma, or even paralysis.
Therefore, to practice acupressure, one needs to have a deep understanding of the body's meridians and acupoints, as well as master the correct striking techniques and force.
When Hong Xiaoduo heard that memorizing 108 acupoints was not enough, if the pressure was not controlled correctly or the acupoints were misplaced, the desired effect would not be achieved. This was too tedious, too troublesome, and too difficult.
So she said, "Let's forget about it!"
If it's going to be so much trouble, she'd rather save up more energy to exchange for a stun gun. If she encounters a difficult or unruly person, she can just give them a quick stun and they'll be done.
However, her not learning acupressure didn't stop her from envying others who did.
"Find a damp rag. If you can't find one, your foot cloths will do," Hong Xiaoduo said to Tian Shu and the others, looking at the thick layer of makeup on the man's face.
Upon hearing this, Tian Shu and the others didn't guess what she was looking for, but they were sure it was for something useful.
The person whose pressure points had been acupunctured thought for a moment and realized something was wrong: "The reason I did this was just to scare you and make you stay at another inn."
Before Hong Xiaoduo had even interrogated him, he hurriedly offered his explanation.
He was certain that the adult man who had just entered was highly skilled in martial arts, even more so than himself.
However, this young woman, who easily got herself in here and pinned her down with one foot, rendering her completely immobile, is definitely more formidable than this man.
She could still conceal her presence for so long—no, she doesn't conceal it anymore, but it's still long enough.
Could it be that she practiced the legendary Turtle Breathing Technique, which had been lost for hundreds of years?
Only then did he realize that he had provoked the wrong person tonight, so it was wise for him to quickly bow his head and submit.
"Why are you making us change inns? Did someone instruct you to do this?" Hong Xiaoduo asked immediately upon hearing this.
The guesthouse we're staying at is on the main street, so it's inconvenient for someone to do something.
The man's body cannot move, but he can nod.
Is that really true? Hong Xiaoduo's anger flared up the moment she saw it, and she kicked out.
Hong Xiaoduo was just very annoyed and angry, but she hadn't lost her mind, so she controlled the force when she kicked. However, Tian Shu and the others, who hadn't found a rag and were carrying a foot-wiping cloth, happened to see this scene. The tall man dressed as a ghost was kicked by Hong Xiaoduo and flew up, crashing into the wall before falling heavily to the ground.
Huh? Hong Xiaoduo was also surprised to see the person flying in front of her. She had held back her strength!
Looking at the person lying on the ground, with a pained expression on their face and blood flowing from their mouth.
Hong Xiaoduo looked to Quan Jinghuai for help and said, "I didn't use my full strength. Why don't you go over and see if I can still ask them questions?"
Her appearance made Quan Jinghuai both laugh and cry. He walked over to the person on the ground, squatted down, examined him briefly, and turned back to say, "He's not dead, just a few broken ribs."
"Oh, ah?" Hong Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the person was not dead, but then realized that he had several broken ribs, and was a little surprised.
Several months have passed, and I've encountered both petty and major thieves along the way quite a few times. Why haven't I been able to control the intensity of my attacks yet?
Could it be because of the constant use of whips and stones?
This incident reminded her that this approach wouldn't work and that she needed to find a way to improve it.
He reached out and took the cloth from the child's hand, walked towards the person under the wall, bent down and haphazardly wiped the person's face, finally revealing their true identity—they were indeed not that bastard.
She remembered very clearly that the bastard's left cheek was covered in burn scars.
The person lying on the ground was now staring angrily at the thing that Hong Xiaoduo had just thrown at his face. It should be... a rag, right?
Seeing the resentful look in his eyes, Hong Xiaoduo sneered, "Don't resent others, blame yourself. Tell me, where are your accomplices now? If you don't tell the truth, I have plenty of ways to make you talk."
"Stop thinking about brotherhood. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. The fact that you're working for that bastard proves you're no better." Just as Hong Xiaoduo finished speaking, thunder rumbled outside again…
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