Twilight Boundary Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Ghost Stitches

 “Is the winner determined?”

　　Looking at the silent and strange scene on the stage, people on both sides of the stage did not even dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

The method of the Soul Torture Sect is really too weird. It kills a pig from head to tail and the pig doesn't know the pain or escape, which is already extremely weird. Now, even the pig's head has been cut off, but this pig is still alive. Alive and able to eat grass.

This extremely impactful picture has already made both groups feel numb. If she can do this to pigs, can she also do this to people?

Those who had just been fascinated by the cute and charming Miss Sweet Potato Sauce on the stage all woke up in the same way.

 When he looked at her again, there was an indescribable eerie and strange temperament.

At the same time, some people also looked at the old man in camouflage, feeling only despair in their hearts.

There is a saying in the world that tricks can kill the soul, so the Red Lantern Lady Club invited old tricksters to come on stage, but whether they can overcome it or not depends on the timing.

Now it is obviously difficult for people. In fact, from the beginning, this old man in colorful clothes has only struggled to keep up with the sweet potatoes who cast the spell easily. It can be seen clearly that he is at a disadvantage in this fight.

 Now, Sweet Potato Shao suddenly used his unique skill and cut off the pig's head.

He was afraid that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to do a good job of burning the sweet potatoes. This game was already lost.

Seeing him just sitting with his eyes lowered, the Tsing Yi Gang was about to cheer for joy and was just short of taking a breath, while the Red Lantern Society was in a sluggish state. Everyone felt invisible pressure, as if there was a mountain pressing down on them. I wonder what the future will be like.

 Is it really going to end in a draw?

How can the Red Lantern Lady be willing to give up? Who of the people below will not suffer or suffer?

 On the other hand, Hu Ma frowned, vaguely feeling that things might not be that simple.

 After all, Erguotou has known something for a long time. How can he lose if he arranged the matter himself?

Sure enough, just when everyone in the audience thought that the old man in colorful clothes seemed to have no choice but to admit defeat, he suddenly raised his head and sighed deeply, as if he was regretting something. .

 Then, he took out a roll of cloth from his arms with some weird runes on it. He tore the runes open and unfolded the roll.

There were countless people in the audience who stretched their heads and stared with wide eyes. They saw rows of needles and threads among the cloth rolls.

 Needles are ordinary-looking needles, either large or small, made of gray and black material, just like those used by people in tailor shops.

 The threads are black and bunched up. You can't tell what they are made of, but you can tell that there don't seem to be many, just a few clumps.

Mr. Caiyi silently glanced at the sweet potato dumplings and sighed, "That little girl is very capable."

“You have such a unique skill at a young age, who would dare to think about it in the future?”

As he spoke, he picked up a needle, pulled out a piece of thread, and passed it through the nose of the needle. Then he turned to the mutilated pig, starting from its body and sewing it up bit by bit.

Everyone in the audience vaguely guessed something, but they couldn't believe it. They all held their breath and stared with wide eyes, not wanting to miss anything.

He started from the pig's body and stitched it together. The needle holes were not very fine, as if to save some thread. At the end, he picked up the pig's head, put it on the neck, threaded the needle and threaded it, and sewed it in a circle.

The pig looked like it had returned to its original appearance, except that the scars on its body were glaring and there were stitching marks everywhere.

After doing this, the old man in Caiyi pulled out a piece of cloth embroidered with carp, covered the stitched pig's head, chanted silently for a long time, suddenly pulled the cloth, and then gently rubbed it on his buttocks. He slapped her gently and sat back.

 “Howl…”

Everyone was unusually quiet, just watching. Suddenly, a harsh pig growl suddenly sounded.

The pig on the stage had just been cut in various ways, even its head was chopped off, without making any sound, but now, it suddenly let out a piercing scream.

I saw two pieces on his body, **** and bleeding.

But those were the two pieces that were cut out at the beginning. Mr. Caiyi tried his best to sew them back in other places, but those two pieces had been cooked, but he had not sewed them back.

Now, it became the most conspicuous wound. The pig seemed to be in pain and escaped with his life.

While shouting, he rushed wildly, knocking over many tables and chairs, scaring away many onlookers, and fled.

The people on both sides were all disciples of the Blood Food Gang, and they were all capable. They even had weapons in their hands, but when facing the pig that ran out, no one dared to go up and chop it.

There was even a steward who realized what had happened and shouted in surprise: "Don't chop, don't hurt this pig!"

“From now on, we will raise it as an ancestor, and we will care for it until it lasts until the end of its life…”

Won!

The Red Light Club responded quickly, and everyone was aware of this problem.

As soon as Mr. Caiyi came up with this last method, everyone knew that the victory was certain.

　　You kill a pig and it doesn't die, and I will save the pig from death.

 You made the pig feel no pain, but I not only rescued it, but also made it feel pain, and even learned to run away.

 From every aspect, this is a higher law.

 There was a commotion in the audience, but on the stage, Di Guashao was also slightly surprised. He glanced at the black cloth roll in front of the old man in Caiyi, as well as the rows of bone needles inside, and the few normal threads left, but it was the last one, and then he sighed softly and said: "Unjust bone needles, evil Hairline, the old gentleman is still tall..."

“You have this unique skill of sewing, how can I win you?”

 It sounded like he was praising him and clearly admitting defeat, but Mr. Caiyi didn't look happy at all.

 An old face with a very gloomy expression.

The other party is just a little girl, but she has practiced her unique skills for decades, and has become famous in Mingzhou Prefecture for decades.

But in this arena, she just cast spells casually, but he finally defeated her, but still relied on his most valuable treasure, and this time only, he used all the threads that could be used to save his life. On the pig...

 He really doesn't know how to be happy…

This time, even though I won, it was like using my decades of fame to step in for other girls.

 “Admit defeat, admit defeat…”

Everyone in the audience was stunned, but after hearing the words about burning sweet potatoes, they suddenly cheered.

They heard clearly that Diguashao had admitted that he was inferior and had given up.

This admission of defeat is a stepping stone, and there is no room for argument. The Red Lantern Lady Club has firmly won this period.

 Six wins and four losses, the Red Lantern Lady will win this battle beautifully.

 “Tricks can kill the soul, it's true!”

Manager Xu beside Hu Ma also stood up excitedly and said repeatedly: "Mr. Fan is really talented."

Someone next to me said: "The reason he won in the end was because he didn't seem to be good at tricks, but..."

　　… “It's good to win, and it's good to win.”

After watching this for a while, Hu Ma felt that it was an eye-opener. She hurriedly asked Manager Xu: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using tricks to kill the soul?"

Manager Xu was in a good mood, and there was a lot of noise around him. He was not afraid of being heard, and said loudly: "Little brother, I'm afraid you haven't really seen the people in Jiximen. They all talk about it..."

“Drawing water from an empty cup, painting the canvas into a river, gods picking beans, and three dragons entering the sea are all techniques that make people scratch their heads.”

“It is precisely because they usually travel around the world and amuse others that they are called the Jig Men…”

 “Isn't this magic?”

Hearing this, Hu Ma felt a little weird. When he heard the word "trick" earlier, he had some associations with it.

Now that I heard it, I got the right number, but it was even more incredible.

This kind of trick is to confuse the fake with the real thing. It has been used in many previous lives. It is quite unbelievable, but can it still be regarded as a secret?

"hehe…"

Seeing Hu Ma's surprised expression, Manager Xu knew what he was thinking of and said, "In the game of tricks, there are nine lies and one truth."

"This means that 90% of their abilities are fake. They look bluffing, but once exposed, they will be disappointing, but one of them is true."

“Because you can't tell which one is true, you can only think that they are all true.”

"There are many people who do tricks in the world, but it cannot be said that everyone is a juggler. Among them, these jugglers are divided into internal and external sects, just to see if among so many things, there is something like that A real unique skill…”

“To put it bluntly, this trick to conquer the soul lies in the torture method, there are many preparations for exploring the bottom and shocking the soul.”

"But people in the Xinghun sect are often at a loss when they encounter the Jixi sect, because people in the Xinghun sect like to pretend to be wanderers, walking around, exploring, and using some concealment methods, but the Jixi sect is really He was born in the world of martial arts."

“When the two sides meet, whether it's a roundabout way or some secret method, the people from the Soul Torture Sect will often see it all before the people from the Soul Punishing Sect have even used it, but you can't see through them!”

Hearing this, Hu Ma felt that he had become more knowledgeable, and he was amazed.

Talk about it, Tan'er Cult also seems to belong to the sect of tricks, but it takes a wrong path, unlike this old gentleman.

 Tan'er teaches everyone to shout and beat him, and this old man, if the Red Lantern Club wants to invite him, he must be brought in with a heavy gift and his figure lowered.

The only thing that puzzles me now is whether Sweet Potato Burning really lost, or was it just a trick?

Before these questions could be thought through clearly, and the gang members on both sides were deciding the winner and loser due to this battle, with different expressions, the sweet potato roaster on the stage and the old man in colorful clothes had not had time to step down, suddenly. Everyone heard a cold snort.

A gloomy ghostly aura suddenly swept over all directions, and the flames in the scene suddenly turned blue.

 (End of this chapter)

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