The inheritance of Luban Buddhism is also called "the lack of one". In addition to the fact that the method of disgusting victory is too domineering and insidious, which can easily cause trouble and fail to end up perfectly, there is another reason, but the disciples pay a lot of attention to it and leave many ways of retreat.

This is reflected in the tomb of the Miao King in western Hunan.

The Zangzhuo Gate is the escape passage specially reserved by the craftsmen who built the cemetery at the time, who were afraid that the powerful would bury them alive after the completion of the work.

And such a backup plan is actually the life wisdom gradually summarized by craftsmen in the process of oppression and humiliation for thousands of years.

Like the art of disgusting victory, it is a method of struggle between the lower class people against the upper class.

In fact, not only the hidden secrets, but also all walks of life and art have similar requirements, but also keep a backup plan.

This back-up is not about harming people or other purposes. The original origin is mainly because of the fear that the owner will not do it according to the contract and agreement. He either does not pay wages or suppresses people with power. He has such means that others cannot see, and uses it to counter and protect himself.

Although the little carpenter was not from Lu Ban's teaching, he remembered everything his master Lu Da taught at the beginning.

And he just copied it from a mold.

When I was working in the shed, the little carpenter was careful, and after Xiao Yu missed it, he had a more and more excuse.

If Na Fu had followed the agreement between the two and handed over a thousand oceans to the little carpenter, maybe there would be no such thing as this.

But the problem is that when Na Fu brought the little carpenter back, he did not intend to deliver the money.

How can we waste the great cause of restoring the country without money?

So the idea of ​​that blessing either used profit to induce the little carpenter to join the group. In this way, maybe he could make more money with this kid's skills.

Or it is to kill someone to silence him.

Anyway, he knows so much, and if he goes out to talk nonsense, it will definitely be a bad thing.

That Fu's idea was so simple and crude.

If this matter was put on ordinary craftsmen, it would be accurate to eat one after another, and there was no follow-up, but the person he found on the roadside was actually a little carpenter.

Gan Mo, the successor of Lu Ban, Gan Thirteen.

Just now, when the hand grabbed his head tightly, the little carpenter put his left hand on the coffin wall, he finally confirmed something.

The secret door he had left before was still there and was not discovered.

He was actually a little worried about this before.

After all, his uncle Zhang Qiming was here too. The guy's eyes were very poisonous. Maybe he found it and he repaired it.

But luck finally stood on his side...

Na Fu was also panicked when he heard the little craftsman's hysterical roar. He didn't know what was going on, but he always felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, he saw the hand that was stretched out from the coffin began to tremble violently. Then, the flesh began to fall off continuously, but the bones, as well as the mucous membranes and muscles on the bones...

That's the third master's hand...

What exactly happened?

Na Fu saw the hand that turned into bones and shouted in pain: "Kill him, kill him..."

A group of masters rushed forward, but the terrifying power blew out of the coffin, making it impossible for them to stand there.

The one whose cultivation was slightly worse was the majestic aura that was blown away directly.

The coffin hanging by the iron chain also began to tremble violently, as if it was filled with a motor, thick and sticky plasma splattered outward and fell on Wang Baishan and Dong Xiwu.

Poor Wang Baishan's long flowing hair was hanged on the plasma, and it looked particularly dirty.

At this moment, Wang Baishan and Dong Xiwu no longer fought. Because of the huge force, they were pressed down from top to bottom, just like the collapse of mountains.

Their legs were already sinking into the broken floor, and their bones were clattering.

Under such circumstances, it becomes difficult to breathe.

At this time, an unaffected child, holding a knife, could kill these two masters who were the best.

The scene was divided into two parts. People outside the coffin were forced to retreat continuously by the eruption of terrifying forces, completely unstable. Everyone in the field was under terrifying pressure and could no longer move. They were about to be crushed by huge force and turned into a pool of blood.

In such a scene, the musical instrument teams around them were beaten and beaten, and the advocacy became more and more vigorous.

The scene was extremely strange, with thick red light coming out of the coffin. Suddenly, the lid of the coffin was pushed aside, revealing a rotten face - the third master was corroded by the blood and the soul of his wicked soul, and the hair on his head was dispersed and turned into a snow-white color. Half of his face was covered with rotten meat and maggots, and half of his face was actually the gray-white skull.

A red light appeared in his eyes, which looked particularly terrifying.

Beside him, nine black gases evolved, but they turned into skeleton bone dragons, supporting him.

The third master's body was like a rotten corpse crawling out of a dead tomb, half immersed in the terrible and sticky blood, half of which struggled to break free, trying to stretch out his other hand to grab the wild boar skin spread on the coffin lid.

At this moment, the little carpenter who was originally like a dead person suddenly turned over and entered the coffin.

He ignored the fierce appearance of the third master in front of him, and reached out and grabbed the other party's right hand tightly.

The third master, who turned into a rotten corpse, wanted to push him away, but the little carpenter was also willing to do so at this moment. No matter how the other party hurts him, he did not give in at all.

He gritted his teeth, and let out a muffled groan in his throat like a wounded beast, and then he moved and hugged the third master tightly.

The two people are like twin flowers, with lotus tangerines, and they are entangled together and cannot be separated no matter how they are separated.

At this time, the third master who turned into a rotten corpse was finally panicked. He pushed hard, but couldn't escape the entanglement of the little carpenter. So he opened his mouth with his gums exposed and wanted to bite the little carpenter. As soon as his mouth opened, the teeth inside fell off.

He bit the little carpenter's neck, but there was no tooth in his mouth.

He could not bite the little carpenter's copper pea at all.

The third master no longer grabbed the little carpenter's head and stretched out his left hand covered with white bones, trying to reach towards the wild boar skin, but it was still a little bit behind.

It's just a little bit, but it's so close, it seems to be far away from the world.

That inch of distance is so far now.

Just like life and death.

There was a stalemate here, and on the high platform in the distance, Du Gong, who was besieged by Dong Wangguan and others, also saw this scene.

His face seemed very calm, as if everything was expected. When he waved the pennant in his hand, a breeze blew, and the dark clouds above his head dissipated, revealing a new moon, sprinkling a clear light on the ground.

call……

The foreigners who had not made any noise finally took action now. They lifted their robes and pushed the man in black in front of them away. They also soared into the air and rushed towards the blood-filled field.

At the same time, the remaining seven shamans, led by the fifteen-fork shaman, chewed their tongues to pieces, then spit out a blood arrow and landed on the golden nanmu coffin.

The blood arrow shot into the coffin like a bullet, but pierced it directly.

The thick and viscous plasma gushed out from the broken hole.

The third master regained his strength through the sacrifice of the shamans. He suddenly turned over, but pressed the little carpenter under him, and then pressed his head into a pool of blood in the coffin.

He was so cruel and held the little carpenter tightly until the other party seemed to have lost his breath before stopping.

Then he stood up and reached over to get the mysterious wild boar skin.

Although the ceremony failed, with this, he still had the chance to make a comeback, and he could even turn to the Earth Immortal Fruit again in disguise.

However, at this moment, the little guy who seemed to be dead actually stretched out his hand again.

The hand spreads five fingers, then closes four fingers, leaving only the index finger.

He gestured for a "nine".

Then he opened his five fingers and gestured a "five".

Finally, he closed his four fingers, leaving only his middle finger, facing upright.

When the Third Master saw this scene, his mind was a little stiff.

He didn't understand what "high-middle finger" means - in fact, few people knew what it was at that time. If the little carpenter had not been taught by Qu Menghu by words and deeds, he wouldn't have known it.

The third master didn't understand it, but raised his foot and stomped down suddenly.

One, two, three...

Then, he reached out and grabbed the boar skin tightly.

When the fingers covered with bones touched the wild boar skin that was said to be the "Manchu Dragon Vein Picture", a ray of light flowed, and the bones began to produce pink muscles.

Immediately afterwards, the upper body of the rotten corpse actually returned to the original appearance of the Third Master and turned into a strong man.

This effect is simply amazing and surprising.

As the light was about to flow up and down, suddenly, a loud dragon roar came from the scene.

Everyone was shocked. No matter what they were doing, they couldn't help but look in the direction of the dragon roar. Some people with relatively low concentration even fell to the ground under the majesty of such a high-level existence.

Where did this dragon roar come from?

Is it the Qing Dynasty dragon vein diagram in the hands of the third master?

no.

It is……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

It's a silent little carpenter.

Ganmo.

Gan Shisan...
Chapter completed!