Text-savvy, explore the copy

Chapter 32 Musket Monk

Wu Nian is wearing a robe and has six scars on his head.

Looking at the fire in front of him and the gray cloth bag next to him.

After checking the things on his body, he looked through the cloth bag to make sure that the contents inside were complete. He clasped his hands and muttered something.

He slung the cloth bag over his shoulder, lit a torch to put out the fire, and walked straight ahead.

Didn't go far.

A wolf howled from ahead.

Wu Nian frowned when he heard the wolf howling.

Put your hands together and chant silently: "Amitabha, Buddha bless you."

After thinking for a moment, he quickened his pace.

However, after walking not far, he couldn't help but stand still.

In the dark woods at night, those bright scarlet eyes were so conspicuous.

The scarlet eyes popped out from everywhere, like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, staring at the monk in the center.

The monk already felt that he was surrounded.

Frowning and taking a deep breath, he held the torch in his left hand, his right hand drooped naturally, and the wider sleeves covered his entire hand.

A short weapon seemed to slip from his cuff and was held in his hand.

In the already silent mountain forest, it is even quieter now, and you can even hear the breathing around you clearly.

The air has become frozen.

"Ah!"

The wolf in the darkness ahead suddenly howled.

Taking this opportunity, a wild wolf swooped directly from the darkness behind him.

But the monk was obviously experienced. Even though his attention was attracted by the sudden wolf howl ahead, he still remained vigilant. He turned around with his backhand, holding the weapon in his hand and swung it.

The monk was extremely strong, and his short weapon made a crackling sound.

With one blow, the wolf flew out on its side and hit the ground, letting out a mournful cry.

After striking out, the monk immediately turned around and circled around waving the torch in his left hand without stopping.

The surrounding flames swept back the wolves that were about to surround them. Taking this opportunity, the monk stepped forward, raised the weapon in his hand and struck a wolf on the head with lightning speed.

At this time, through the light of the torch, it was clear that the weapon he used in his hand looked like a hammer. But there are some elements of Buddhism on it.

After this blow, along with the whine, the Buddha statue on the hammer was stained with more scarlet.

However, taking this opportunity, another wolf bit him from behind and bit his broad sleeves. Pulled back sharply.

The force that came from him made the monk stagger to the side.

These wolves have strong teamwork skills. Taking this opportunity, two wolves from the side immediately swarmed up.

The monk kicked one wolf down with his right leg, but the other one bit him directly on the calf.

With a strong wave, his left hand tore off the sleeve robe. He knocked down with his right hand and hit the head of the wolf biting his leg hard.

This blow was extremely powerful, and it flattened the wolf's skull in one blow. Only a heavy scream could be heard.

The wolf could only twitch at his feet, obviously not living much longer.

"Cunning beast."

This mournful cry did not scare away the other wolves, but instead aroused their ferocity and attacked more frequently.

The monk's robe already had holes of various sizes. He was leaning against a big tree and dealing with these wolves.

It seems that there is already some weakness.

"Amitabha." He muttered, dropped the torch in his left hand directly at his feet, and then seemed to take out something from his sleeve robe with his left hand.

With a thud.

A wolf fell down in the darkness.

the other side.

Zhuang Cai and his two men, who came by the sound, saw the monk being besieged by wolves.

The monk was wearing a somewhat torn monk's robe and had a bald head with 6 ring scars on his head.

Due to the wide robes, the two of them could not see the monk's specific body shape, but the monk's face was slightly rounded, and it seemed that he should be a little chubby.

It should be a fat monk.

"Holy shit? Gun?" Nan Subei was a little shocked.

Because where the fire was in the distance, the monk was holding a nail stick in one hand and holding something like an old musket in the other hand, pulling the trigger.

Beside him, through the firelight, he could see several wolves lying on the ground, motionless, obviously lifeless. But even so, the surrounding wolves did not retreat at all and instead bitten more and more fiercely.

"Stop just watching, go up and help." Zhuang Cai said and rushed forward.

Nan Subei reacted and followed closely, faster than Zhuang Cai, and shouted: "Monk, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"

As he spoke, he flicked his left hand, and a steel needle shot out with a cold light, with a steel cable attached behind it.

"call out!"

With the sound of breaking through the air, it plunged straight into the neck of a wolf.

With the strength he had just recovered, Nan Subei used the speed to move forward quickly, and then kicked the wolf on the waist.

"Beasts die!"

The other wild wolf next to him seemed a little surprised by Nan Subei's sudden participation, but he still ran and bit him.

Facing this attack, the cloak behind Nan Subei was covered, and the wolf bit the cloak, but it obviously did not have the desired effect.

Didn't even bite through the surface.

"How can your rotten teeth be able to bite my immortal cloak?"

"boom!"

There was an unusually dull sound.

A two-handed giant hammer hit the wolf's waist, and the wolf was sent flying like a cannonball. It even hit another wolf, and the two wolves hit the tree together.

The entire waist of this wolf was shriveled up, and it was obvious that there was no hope of living at all. The other one that was hit could only moan.

"Shut up and pay more attention to your surroundings!" Zhuang Cai glanced at Nansu North and said helplessly.

The joining of the two made the wolves realize that they had no chance of winning. With a wolf howl, the remaining wolves immediately disappeared into the darkness, and only some running sounds could be heard.

The three of them stood there vigilantly and waited for more than ten seconds, and then relaxed slightly after making sure everything was okay.

The monk looked at Zhuang Cai and the two, put away his weapons and clasped his hands together: "Thank you two donors for your help."

"Um, this brother, um... abbot?" Before Nan Subei could finish speaking, Zhuang Cai slapped him on the back of the head.

"You are stupid, I am also an explorer." Zhuang Cai pointed to the monk's feet.

Only then did Nan Subei see that the monk was wearing sneakers with a hook on them.

Still a brand-name product.

Zhuang Cai politely put his hands together and said, "You should be the monk behind us who was preparing to enter the instance just now, right? I saw you when I just entered."

Before entering the dungeon, Zhuang Cai saw the people who were walking over to enter the dungeon after them.

I just didn't expect that the interval would be at least a minute or two, but I still entered the same dungeon.

Looking at the monk's expression, you can tell that he didn't expect it either.

"That's right, I didn't expect that I would enter the same dungeon as the two of you."

"Then we are really destined. Let me meet you. My name is Nan Subei." Nan Subei rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile.

"Zhuang Cai."

"The poor monk's name is Wu Nian. You can just call me Wu Nian."

After the two parties briefly got to know each other, they smiled kindly, and then Zhuang Cai looked around.

There were six wolf corpses around here alone, and one or two wolves were still howling.

It seems that the size of this wolf pack is not small.

Zhuang Cai walked over to take a look, picked up his hammer and hit it on the head.

Immediately the wolf stopped dying completely.

"This wolf smells so fishy and fishy. Is this what their blood smells like?"

Nan Subei squatted in front of a wolf corpse and looked at it twice before asking.

At least in appearance, these wolves don't seem to be much different from the wolves outside.

Faced with the problems between southern and northern Jiangsu, Zhuang Cai and Wu Nian just shook their heads.

In real life, not to mention wolf carcasses, we have not seen many living wolves, so how do we know whether their blood smells so fishy.

It touches their knowledge blind spots.

Zhuang Cai checked and then stood up, looked at Wu Nian and said, "Since everyone has entered a copy, let's act together, how about it? Master Wu Nian."

Wu Nian nodded and followed the good advice.

"If you can't call me a master, just call me Wu Nian."

(End of this chapter)