The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 679
Ma Di stepped forward and explained: "Mr., it's just a sentence. You don't have to be so concerned about whether you are right or wrong. I'm ready to leave, so it's better not to be aggressive."

"Don't talk nonsense." The fisherman waved his hand and pointed at me again: "You, what you said just now, say it again."

Seeing that we couldn't leave even if we wanted to leave, I let go instead.

I bravely went forward and said to the fisherman, "Just say it. I just said that we ate that fish for you. Isn't it a kind of degree?"

"When you eat the fish, isn't it a kind of transformation... When you eat the fish, it's also a kind of transformation...Eating fish...the transformation..."

The fisherman seemed to have suffered from dementia again, his eyes rolled up, and he muttered these words repeatedly in his mouth, as if he had entered a certain state.

I hurriedly waved my hands secretly, and the few of us wanted to take the opportunity to slip away while the fishermen were no longer paying attention to us.Such a person is moody and has a weird temper. Sometimes he looks normal and speaks in a very orderly manner, but he can't tell when he will speak incoherently and his thinking will be disordered.At that time, he may really make a killing move on us.

Then we can be aggrieved enough to die.Pang Dahai was almost killed by him just now.If he did it again, we'd be out of luck.

The few of us crept along the edge of the cave entrance and slowly moved our bodies outside the cave entrance.

"You said..." The fisherman rolled his eyes and pondered for a while, as if he suddenly woke up, but found that we had all exited the cave.He rushed out immediately and grabbed my arm: "Leave slowly... Tell me, why did you eat that fish in your belly? Is it a kind of degree? I think it makes sense, but I want to I don't know why... you... you help me..."

The fisherman may be afraid that we will not understand the classical Chinese, so he used a lot of vernacular this time, but his vernacular is still mixed with a lot of ancient Chinese, which sounds nondescript and a bit funny.

Moreover, his hand was so strong that it pinched my arm as if it was about to break.

I wailed, crying in pain.

"Let go of the boss." Seeing this, Pang Dahai rushed over and reached out to break the fisherman's fingers.

The fat man's hands were strong, but he couldn't break the fisherman's fingers with all his strength.

I was dragged by the fisherman and went back inside from the outside of the cave.

I grinned in pain, and the fisherman didn't care about my pain, but continued to ask me: "Why did you eat this fish, but it was a kind of pain...you tell me...my head hurts... ..."

While talking, the fisherman was in great pain and kept beating his head with the other hand.

I was pinched by him in so much pain that I couldn't even speak, so how could I possibly answer his question?
Everyone around was in a hurry, but for such a strange person, using force is no match for him, and using words seems to be unable to persuade him with words.

The fisherman also seemed to have entered another realm, he kept muttering, but the strength in his hands did not relax at all.

I just felt that my arm, from the severe pain at the beginning, gradually lost consciousness later.

If it goes on like this, I guess the bones in my arm will be cut off by him.

I just felt my head buzzing, and the veins on my face were probably protruding.

At this critical moment, I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my arm.Originally pinched numb, no consciousness.At this moment, it seemed that there was a burst of air gradually bursting out.

I don't know where that breath came from, and I don't know where it goes.Anyway, it suddenly appeared on my arm.I could even feel that qi was swimming along my arm, and soon covered the whole arm.

Just as I was feeling amazed, the air flow turned into strength in an instant, making my arms feel full of strength.

I tried my luck, and the muscles in my arms tensed instantly.

I twitched my arm violently and used all my strength to pull it out from the fisherman's hand.

At the same time, the fisherman was unprepared, and his arm was thrown out by me.

At this moment, the fisherman's thinking was finally pulled back from the dead end.Dumbfounded, he looked first at his own hand, then at my arm.There was an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Your arm...this is the arm of the fire wheel...you..."

The fisherman said another series of inexplicable words.It looked like it was talking about my arm.

Regardless of what he said, I also glanced at my left arm.What happened just now was beyond my expectation.But looking at the past now, the arm is the same as usual, there is no difference.I tried to clench my fist, but I still felt a lot of pain when I was pinched by the fisherman just now.

This made me wonder too, how did I pull my arm out of his hand just now?
My left arm seems to have some kind of secret.Ever since the natal lamp was turned off, this puzzling phenomenon often appeared from time to time.

Today, from the mouth of this fisherman, I seem to have heard a new appellation.

I turned around and asked Pang Dahai: "Fatty, what did he say about my arm just now?"

The fat man also looked confused, thought for a while, and said, "He seems to be saying what your arm is... what kind of steamer arm?"

"What is a steamer arm?"

"How do I know? You have to ask him!" Fat Dahai shrugged and looked at the fisherman.

At this time, the fisherman has returned to his original state, muttering: "Why is eating fish a degree? Why...why?"

I don't see it well, this guy is a little crazy again.Come back and pinch my arm in a while, it is estimated that the arm will not be able to hold on.

I hurriedly said, "Let me tell you, why eating fish is also a degree of transformation?"

When the fisherman heard this, he nodded frequently and said to me, "Okay. Tell me, why?"

I scratched my head and smiled wryly.What I said just now was just casually. It is really not easy for me to come up with a theory.

But in such a situation, I can't say no.

"Actually... the reason is very simple. Let me ask you, what is degreeization?"

I really admire myself now, I used a rhetorical question, and kicked the ball back to the fisherman.

The fisherman blinked and said, "Duhua...Duhua is a method."

"Method, what method?" I then asked.

"Everything in the world is suffering, and resolving it is the way to get rid of suffering and obtain happiness."

At this time, the fisherman's expression was rarely dignified, he was serious, and his tone of speech was exceptionally calm, without any waves.I can't hear any anger or other emotions in it.

(End of this chapter)