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Chapter 316 Vomiting

Zhao Sanyuan has never had anything to do with the word "good baby" since he was a child. Apart from the nature of the horoscope, the most important thing is the thought instilled by Mo Wenshan.

For example, living in the mountains does not mean that you are isolated from the world when you were a child. Occasionally, you would go down the mountain to buy some things, or secretly take Lao Kang out to play. Children are also divided into gangs. After going down the mountain, they will inevitably end up with those who have families. The kids at home were fighting.

If he wins, Mo Wenshan will come to apologize with an apology, and then gradually analyze the whole story to see who is right and wrong. If Zhao Sanyuan is wrong, he will be punished.

Lost?

Then don't say anything. After Zhao Sanyuan comes back, he will be beaten up by Mo Wenshan. If he loses, he still has the dignity to come back? I can't afford to lose this person.

Therefore, at a very young age, Zhao Sanyuan was trained not to take action easily, but once he takes action, he must try his best to win.

He is confident that he can defeat all opponents, even if the old guy Qi Sihai comes back he will not admit defeat.

but.

Your opponent is 100% yourself, how should you respond?

Very simple.

If it is an illusion, it will definitely not be able to deceive the eyes that have been smeared with Daji Shui. At least they can detect the difference between the eyes and the reality. What's more, the two people have used Daji Shui and found no abnormalities.

Not only is it a matter of defeating oneself in a philosophical sense, it is also a perfect reproduction of the power punch with the same path, and even the arc and shade of the spit.

As for the cost of settlement?
Let’s solve it first, I don’t have time to think about it now.

Ripe, but not much.

But just tell me if you can solve the problem.

Zhao Sanyuan doesn’t want to calm down? However, he couldn't bear the current situation.

I don't care whether the person I'm hugging is real or not, as long as the result is the same.

"Fuck bro, calm down!"

As long as you panic, over time it will cause movement deformation and strength imbalance. It is impossible for a fake to replicate the inner thoughts, right? From this perspective, I believe we will find clues.

Ever since he crossed Huayuankou, one incident after another has accumulated a lot of negative emotions. He who always likes to take the initiative can't control anything after the red and white collision. The rest of his brothers are all confused. In my situation, the reason why the little tantrum didn't break out is because he has indeed matured.

The reason is of course that after being dumped and spun around in circles, Lao Liu could no longer determine who was the real Sanyuan.

How to fight?

reason?

bang bang bang-

It is really difficult to hold down the angry Zhao Sanyuan.

click-

Are their thoughts at this moment the same?
Lao Liu believed that the real Sanyuan must be panicking at this moment, because he saw 'himself' on the other side and he was sweating profusely.

Compared to the explosive boxing scene, the two melons next to them looked particularly peaceful.

Of course, this behavior was perfectly replicated. No matter which one was true or false, the other one took out a gun and loaded it to put it in the other's head.

Lao Liu and Lao Liu covered half of their faces and squatted aside, not daring to lean forward, with expressions of fear of being affected.

So no matter how confused and entangled you are in your heart, you have to admit that the existence of 'myself' in front of you is not fake just like yourself.

Many factors came together, causing Zhao Sanyuan to explode again, threatening to destroy the opponent no matter what.

Really can't beat it.

The two people in the battle actually didn't get through many moves, but each other was bruised and bruised. For the first time, Zhao Sanyuan realized that he really deserved a beating and was really fucking difficult to beat.

Maybe Lao Liu's idea will work, but plans often fail to keep up with changes.

He took out the horse brand poker from his arms, turned on the safety, and loaded the bullet.

Extreme is a bit extreme.

"Old Liu, you're hiding! I have to fucking kill him!"

It's impossible!

Seeing this scene, how could Lao Liu dare to continue his analysis? If a shot is fired, both of them will surely die, and no one can think of targeting the main one.

But the more difficult it is, the more I want to defeat myself.

I saw two old men ejecting, each hugging the younger brother like crazy, holding on to the trigger to prevent him from pulling it. Obviously they knew that the younger brother was not just pretending, this bastard really knew how to shoot.

Illusion?

If the appearance is perfect and the same, what about the inside?

A slap in the face is definitely not acceptable. Referring to the point master who was fed a grenade, even if he was slapped in the face by 'himself', he would never tolerate it.

If you become ruthless, you may even kill yourself.

In such a situation, how will Zhao Sanyuan, who has always been quick-witted, break the situation?

It is definitely not because he is afraid of trouble that he just eats melons and watches the show. Lao Liu wants to see which one is true and which one is false, because after all, one of them is false.

As expected of you, brother, you are really tough.

"No, no, no!"

The sound of gunfire was deafening.

It was Lao Liu who shot.

There is no way.

He knew that if he continued to tear him apart, he would definitely not be Sanyuan's opponent. Sooner or later, he would be thrown away.

You can't shoot without bullets, right? As long as it doesn't catch fire, you can hit it with the butt of your gun no matter what.

The bullet capacity of the Mapai gun is not much. When the last bullet was empty, Lao Liu was thrown aside by Zhao Sanyuan.

Click, click, click!
The firing pin and hammer hit the air continuously, and Zhao Sanyuan was so angry that he actually hit it with the butt of the gun as Liu guessed. It was originally a weird and horrifying scene, but it was turned into a comedy martial arts movie.

Being thrown away, Lao Liu thought of a way. He wanted to ask Lao Xian'er for help. He would first identify which one was real and which one was fake, and then kill the counterfeit. However, continuous spells and curses had no effect.

There are two possibilities, either it is not in the service area, or it is out of service due to arrears.

In the afternoon, I even invited Da Li Xian'er to come over for help. It was definitely not my fault. It was probably because I was not in the service area and couldn't invite him over.

There's something weird inside and no reinforcements outside, and my brother got the upper hand. It's really a hell difficulty. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have given in. I shouldn't have given in.
Wait!

Wait a minute!

When Lao Liu was complaining, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had caught a blind spot. He immediately fell into deep thought, trying to catch the tail of that inspiration.

Something strange inside and no reinforcements outside
True and false yin and yang inside and outside
When things got to this point, I didn’t know which one was the real Sanyuan, and Sanyuan didn’t know which one was the real Brother Liu.

Is it scary?

very scary.

This kind of 'reinterpretation' of known people or things will easily break through psychological defenses. As I said before, this is human nature and no one is immune. You must prove your own existence and eliminate another existence before you can feel at ease.

But is self-certification really the most important priority right now? No!
Regardless of the reason for all this confusion and paradox, in the final analysis, the opponent must be fake. If you try desperately to prove that the opponent is fake, you will fall into a trap that has been dug and cannot extricate yourself. It is just like the great Feng Shui described by the scholar. , the downward spiral sinks deeper and deeper.

There must be an essential difference between true and false. At least Lao Liu is sure that the false ones cannot take the initiative to do anything. Even though all the actions are exactly the same, in fact they are all initiated by the true ones and imitated by the false ones, but the imitations are too real.

Especially after Daji Shui had no effect, the psychological blow to myself and Sanyuan was too huge. I instinctively thought that everything in front of me was an illusion. It is impossible for identical people to appear in the world. Daji Shui, which specializes in breaking illusions, cannot break the law. existence becomes more and more real.

This is another psychological trap that has been dug.

If you understand it, it will feel very simple. If you don't understand it, it will hurt your heart.

Is it true that Daji Shui, which specializes in breaking illusions, has no effect?

What a good thing!

Prove that this is not an illusion!

If it's not an illusion, it's reality. What can be so realistic?

Lao Liu didn't know, but he knew that it must be quite evil. Based on the above reasoning, he finally caught the tail of the flash of inspiration and found the possibility of distinguishing between true and false while also dealing with the two ghosts.

But there is a big premise.

It’s just my brother, you have to suffer a lot, but it’s all worth it. You can blame me no matter what you want afterwards. The first thing now is to break this vicious circle.

After making up his mind, Old Liu took out many strange things from his arms. They seemed to have no connection, but in fact they were very useful. Back then in the Luanming Pavilion in the imperial capital, Old Liu used this very 'dirty' technique.

The art of hating victory!
There is a mugwort man in his hand, with Zhao Sanyuan's birthday and many other words written on it. Then he writes the inscription on the spot and wraps it around the mugwort man, and then wraps it with a red rope rubbed with incense ash.

When he was ready, Lao Liu held the mugwort figurine in his right hand and held a few steel nails in his left hand while taking a deep breath.

"call--"

He knew that the next three yuan would be very painful, and he couldn't help but feel distressed and anxious, but he also knew that if he didn't solve the problem, who knew whether he would pick up a brick and shoot each other with the opponent, and he would be disabled if not dead.

At the same time, the other 'Old Liu' was exactly the same in terms of his movements, eyes, and the things he took out. Even the small burrs on a certain mugwort were exactly the same, which was horrifying to think about.

"Brother, please bear with me!"

Before Zhao Sanyuan could react, he suddenly felt dizzy. The severe nausea made him burst into tears, and he vomited out uncontrollably.

Above?

forget it.

He had vomited all the food in his stomach in just one fart, and now he was vomiting bile out. Judging from the reaction, he seemed to be vomiting out everything in his body and even his soul.

But after a brief period of confusion, Zhao Sanyuan saw two old Lius stabbing a villain out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately became enlightened and understood the general purpose.

Row!
Lao Liu, you are really good!

Why didn't you discover such a simple truth? Damn, I almost got blinded!
Although the specific reason is unclear, Lao Liu's move of using the victory-weary technique made Zhao Sanyuan very clear about his thoughts.

If there is a way to defeat those two weaklings, who would be willing to fight head-on?

"Old Liu, you are already weak in your thirties? Work hard! Curse it hard - vomit - as long as the curse doesn't kill you, I will die - vomit - curse it!"

The scene that was supposed to be paradoxical added a lot of comedy, but it became even more crazy.

While casting spells and stabbing the villain, while vomiting and vomiting, Zhao Sanyuan kept insisting that the strength was not enough.

It's not that Zhao Sanyuan has any masochistic tendencies, nor is it that Lao Liu took the opportunity to retaliate, because the effect is so damn good.

If Zhao Sanyuan, who was paralyzed on the ground while twitching and vomiting, was the water gun, then the other one was the shower head.

The good guy was like touching a switch, swinging his arms and legs in different directions, and his head was spraying continuously in a wide range and wide angle. What was sprayed out was an inexplicable light yellow liquid, which was definitely not blood anyway.

And as the spell progresses, the other party's madness becomes more and more outrageous.

But Lao Liu had just administered two injections to the mugwort villain, and there were still eleven injections to go.

It is the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!
Except for the kung fu accidents that were warned by their master not to be easily passed on to others, Lao Kang and San Yuan always kept their secrets from their brothers and taught them whatever they could, including Zhu Youshu and the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

The heart is kind, and the emotion is also kind, but people's qualifications are not the same. Just talking about the thirteen acupuncture of the ghost gate, it will take at least ten or eight years for Liu to achieve success, because not only the acupuncture is required, When moving the needle, there must be internal Qigong to follow. As the old saying goes, to strike an iron, you need to be strong. This is the truth. Now Lao Liu cannot hit the iron of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

Carefully planting flowers but not carelessly planting willows, although Lao Liu only learned a superficial knowledge, he suddenly had a whim and merged the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect and the Weaning Sheng Technique together, turning it into a more 'sinister' technique.

Not only can he stab ghosts, but he can also stab people. It doesn’t matter who the main character is. Lao Liu has taken a strange path that he has never imagined. No matter you are a human or a ghost, you can’t escape the enhanced version of the aversion to victory. .

Two points to consider in depth.

The first is that Lao Liu has realized that head-on confrontation is definitely not a good idea. He obviously wants to kill himself and his brother here. Fighting back and forth does not seem to be the same dimension at all, so how can it be possible to determine the winner?

The second point is based on the reasoning of the first point. Since you can't defeat yourself, then do the opposite. The two 'ghosts' must be of the same type, right? In your dimension, it’s okay to use each other’s spears to attack each other’s shields, right?

Isn’t it a perfect replica of the individual existence?

Let's see who gets down first, the real one or the fake one. Anyway, the enhanced version of the power-defying technique is very harmful to people's bodies, and it's even more harmful to evil spirits.

Injection after injection, Zhao Sanyuan's face turned pale, and beads of sweat fell down in strings. He felt that his intestines were shaking with pain, and there was no pain all over his body. He had a familiar feeling of being targeted by the Nail Head Ruyi Technique.

If you are miserable, the fake will be even worse.

The frequency of the body's seizures and swings was so great that the limbs were violently thrown out of place. Lying on the ground not only did not relieve it, but intensified, and the body was twisted beyond ordinary people's imagination.

suddenly!

The fake rolled quickly towards an intersection, and Lao Liu immediately regained his energy. He still had the last injection to take, but it didn't matter now. He dragged his brother who was about to go into shock as fast as he could.

The other one, 'Old Liu', was completely ignored. At this moment, he was kneeling on his knees with pus and sores all over his body, as if he was a half-dissolved wax man. Just looking at it would make people extremely uncomfortable.

The main purpose of Thirteen Needles in the Ghost Gate is to destroy evil spirits and kill ghosts. The use of evil spirits is equivalent to a cock dribbling under the crotch of a women's prison, and your suspenders will be torn to pieces.

Although I really want to see what will happen after 'dissolution', I have time to take notes. I must follow that 'strange species' to find a way out of this strange circle.

"Uh-oh, Lao Liu, what the hell are you--uh--don't pull my hair out--"

Old Liu had hearing problems originally, but now he pretended not to hear anything when he heard it, because the 'Qixingzhong' climbed over a high fence, and fearing that it would escape, Old Liu stabbed the mugwort man with the last needle, and then He climbed over the wall with his brother's collar and hair.

Just as they climbed onto the wall, the two brothers suddenly felt an irresistible feeling of dizziness throughout their bodies.

When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was not the wet ground, but the cloudy night sky.

The two brothers struggled to get up in a daze, only to find that they were lying in paper coffins, just outside the wall of Yan's courtyard.

???

The two brothers looked at each other.

What the hell is going on?

What was the experience just now?
Zhao Sanyuan quickly took out the horse card player from his arms and checked it.

No bullets!

The smell of gunpowder still lingers in the muzzle, it must have been fired not long ago!

Lao Liu pulled Zhao Sanyuan's sleeves and pointed to the two coffins.

There are two weird paper-shaped people there.

One is completely dissolved, and the other is shattered.