Daomu Biji Chapter 117: Escape

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I believe that when A Li turned his head and saw no one behind him, when he realized that he had been tricked, he must have a grudge against me.

However, this is the only best way I can think of to get myself out and temporarily avoid him being implicated.

I have never knocked anyone out. I once heard Pan Zi say before that it is much more difficult to knock someone out than to kill someone. Except for the upper part of the back of the neck, it is difficult to knock the opponent out in other parts. Immediately unconscious. If you use a heavy hand, it may be fatal. If you use a light hand, the most likely to be lost is loss of combat effectiveness.

As for A Li, who was lying on the ground now, as long as he could still speak, he would definitely scream for help.

Simply, the hand that Pan Zi left to me during his lifetime still allowed me to succeed in one blow.

At this moment, A Li's chest was still floating, his mouth was grinning, and he was completely ferocious.

My hands were shaking a little, and even my feet were not in control. I stood up unsteadily, staring straight at A Li.

I was even worried whether the Ali in front of me would suddenly lunge at me with his eyes wide open and lock my neck, or... I might just kill him directly. Then this is a sin. Totally big.

Slowly leaning down in the direction of Ali, I felt that my breathing had stopped, and my trembling hands slowly reached towards Ali's breath.

But at this moment...

For some reason, a trace of dust fell from the top of my head. There was not much dust, and even a few tiny particles hit my face.

I was so excited that I sat down on the ground and looked up at the rafters.

But I was thinking in my heart: "There is really a **** three feet above my head. It's really unlucky to do your own evil."

Suddenly, not far from where I was just now, I watched helplessly as another trace of old dust fell.

Damn, there’s someone!

I jerked my backpack off the bed, not daring to stay another half step. I opened the window and wanted to run down, but then I remembered that this was the second floor.

I didn’t have time to close the window, so I moved to the stairs in a few steps. I turned over and jumped from the second floor stairs to the first and a half floors. With another jump, I was standing at the door of the house.

The noisy voices of some villagers and the roar of some jeeps were heard in the distance.

The sound is not strong and feels far away.

Being a thief always means you have a guilty conscience. This is what I have learned from my experience.

Because I didn’t even have the courage to look up at the roof. Instead, I jumped out of the courtyard wall and ran straight to the back mountain without waiting for my feet to stand firm.

I ran wildly all the way without ever looking back. It wasn’t that I didn’t have time, but that I didn’t have the courage.

I am quite familiar with this road. It was the same route I took more than a month ago to find the cannonball launching platform of Slumped Shoulder.

The clothes were torn open several times by the dwarf vines on the side of the path, leaving no trace of flesh wounds or blood.

But I didn’t care about this at all and ran desperately. No matter whether the hunters or the greenskins were chasing me, I had no choice but to run. No matter if I fell into the hands of any of them, I couldn’t think of a way out of my life. What kind of good luck will you get.

I estimate it is three kilometers, no... almost four kilometers, because I am almost out of breath.

If you don’t run, if you run again, your lungs will explode and you may die faster.

This path is very narrow and deep. You can already see the long dense forest on one side, and on the other side, a small stream runs through it, surrounded by short grass.

I rolled over into the grass in one fell swoop, lying on the grass breathing heavily, while staring behind me.

Oddly enough, the man on the roof didn't chase me just now. Could it be that he wasn't a human? Am I scaring myself?

This mother-in-law is called a guilty conscience. I cursed myself secretly in my heart. If A Li had any shortcomings, it would be a hundred thousand disgusting things.

That just confirms my reputation as a murderer, robber, destroyer of ancestral graves, arsonist, tomb robber, and cultural relic dealer. I believe that even my grandfather may not have so many names.

I myself feel that if all these are true, I will be shot twenty times.

The breath slowly became evener and could no longer be paused. If this continued, they would catch up in a short while. After all, my body is far inferior to that of greenskins and hunters.

Wait, hunter? They have dogs!

I was immediately excited. At the same time, I even vaguely felt that at the entrance of the distant village, there were already several ferocious hounds tearing at some of the clothes and supplies I left there, and then He chased me with his eyes red.

Run, run to the creek, and then run to the mountains, this is how you can survive.

I have no experience in the wild, and even if I did, it was never on the ground.

The reason why I know how to walk into the water and take detours is all from watching TV. In a sense, I need to watch more programs like "The Legal System in Progress" to gain more insights. , at least it can teach people how to hide from black-skinned green dogs.

The stream slowly went up, and within two kilometers, the stream broke away from the path and went up alone.

In the creek, the progress naturally slowed down. I no longer worked hard as before, but deliberately slowed down, because I always felt that I seemed to be watched by something, and I felt uneasy in my heart. The feeling never goes away.