C516 Playing with Mud

Not far from them, there was a carriage, and the horses were nibbling on grass. If the front of the carriage had not been dyed dark red, this scene would have been even more peaceful and harmonious.

The arrival of Zhang Jingxuan and the others broke the silence. Under the shade of the tree, everyone's gaze gathered on Zhang Jingxuan and the others, because this was a remote and remote place. It was very rare to see such a large group of people.

The four people guarding the man were even more vigilant towards Zhang Jingxuan and his group. One of them had already put his hand back into his clothes.

At this moment, a loud sound was heard all of a sudden. Everyone's tensed nerves were pulled to the brink of collapse. Among the four men in coarse clothes, the one closest to the big tree had already pulled out a weapon from his lapels.

In the end, everyone quickly realized that this was just a false alarm.

This loud sound came from the hands of a child playing with mud under the tree.

The little boy lowered his head and had been concentrating on playing with mud. After he used an unknown liquid to turn the mud into mud, he kneaded it into the shape of a small hollow box. Just as everyone's attention was attracted by Zhang Jingxuan and the others' arrival, the little boy seemed to be unhappy with so many strangers. He used all his strength to throw the clay box onto the large limestone on the ground.

With this, the air in the mud was instantly compressed, and the top of the mud box exploded, creating a violent explosion.

When everyone saw this, they didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This was especially true for the few guards, who were the closest to him and were also the most nervous. In the end, when they realized what had happened, they naturally felt a little embarrassed and smiled in embarrassment.

They had just relaxed their emotions, but they did not know that after about three seconds, they would realize that the nervousness they felt just now was definitely not baseless.

The loud noise made by the child was a signal for them to make a move.

However, this signal was not an order to attack immediately. Instead, it was an agreement that there was a delay.

As if it had been calculated beforehand, just as everyone's tensed muscles and nerves relaxed, all the attacks were suddenly launched.

The first to attack was the little old man closest to them.

Originally, he was trying his best to promote his jujube soup, but just now, he seemed to have been startled by the loud voice of a child. He was still smiling, but at the same time, he raised his hand in embarrassment. He took a few strands of his beard from his chin.

The man in coarse clothes in front of him knew that it was the sound of a child. He had just relaxed a little. The old man in front of him suddenly seemed to have lost his mind. He raised his hand and pulled on his beard. He actually pulled off a strand of his beard and threw it at him.

That strand of beard was not much. It was light and light. Although rough-clothed man did not understand why he suddenly did that, he knew that something was not right.

However, these few strands of beard were blown away by a gust of wind. It really didn't seem like there was any great threat. While he was still confused, after the old man made such a strange move, he suddenly stretched out his right leg and kicked the bucket filled with jujube juice. The bucket immediately flew up. More accurately, a part of the bucket flew up.

It turned out that the bucket was filled with jujube juice, and there was something strange about it.

The bucket was made into two sections, but they were separated. Only the upper section was filled with jujube juice. The old man kicked it, and the upper half of the bucket flew out. The juice in the bucket splashed out and flew towards rough-clothed man. It also splashed towards the young master behind rough-clothed man.

At this moment, he had to protect himself and the young master behind him. rough-clothed man finally had the chance to use his ability. He pulled on his coarse clothes and the clothes were in his hands. He welcomed the splash of the liquid and wrapped it up.

What was rare was that this seemingly rough man's hand skills were very delicate. The liquid that splashed over the sky did not seem to escape from his rough clothes at all.

In such a short period of time, it was actually watertight. The spectators all secretly praised him.

At this time, that old man had already kicked off a section of the wooden bucket from the bottom. He drew out two short blades. rough-clothed man, who was standing in front of him, saw this and knew that his opponent's previous moves were merely a feint. Now, he was going to receive his opponent's killing move. Just as he was about to concentrate and prepare to receive the attack, he felt a slight numbness in his acupuncture points and Adam's apple. For some reason, he had already been struck.

Zhang Jingxuan's gaze was sharp. When he saw the man who was not weak in martial arts, his body stiffened. He also knew that he had been hit. It turned out that the old man was very cunning and hid his trick. Although that rough-clothed man's skills were not bad, he had accidentally fallen into his hands.

The old man pulled out his beard and threw it over. It was definitely not a useless move. The few strands of beard flew in the air, looking like flying cotton, fluttering. They did not have any strength at all. They were probably blown away by the wind before they could reach the other party. So no one cared about them.

The problem lay with the liquid that had been splashed out.

Half a bucket of jujube juice had been poured over. No one knew if it was poisonous or not, so they naturally had to be careful.

The jujube juice caught up to the few strands of hair that were as fine as nothing in the air and soaked them. The beards immediately changed. Not only did they have weight, but they also became as thin as a wolf's hair.

Rough-clothed man used his clothes to wrap around the liquid, but the strands of beard had already become transparent needles. No one could detect them. They penetrated his clothes and finally pierced several acupuncture points.

All of this sounded simple, but it was very difficult to operate. As for the old man, he took out his weapon and prepared to attack. It was the real fake move. It was nothing more than diverting the opponent's attention. To make the old man not pay attention to the almost unnoticeable beard.

The incident happened so suddenly that the young master in the middle and the other three rough-clothed man didn't have time to rescue them before their comrades were injured.

However, these people weren't mediocre.

From the moment the old man kicked out the wooden bucket, the few of them felt that something wasn't right. The one who was close to the tree, the one who was the most frightened by the loud noise caused by a child. At this time, he stretched out his hand, wanting to hold the child in front of him in his hand.

No matter what, it was always right to grab a hostage as a protective talisman.

This rough-clothed man was tall and sturdy, and his palms were exceptionally large. His joints protruded out like a cattail leaf fan as he grabbed towards the child. He only felt that his large hands could hold the child's head in his hands. If he used a little bit of force, his head would explode.