Chapter 814 Chicken Legs

It doesn’t matter whether it’s an ancient house in the mountains or a hut in the forest.

The young man who was 'registering' behind the desk clenched his fists in his sleeves excitedly.

It’s half done!

But we can’t let our guard down just yet.

The really important time has just begun.

half an hour.

He only had half an hour.

During this half hour, the disciples who were lured away by his bribery will not come back yet.

The teachers and teachers at the top of the dojo are also having a meeting around the results of this sword hunt and the next arrangements. No one will rush in to disturb them.

Several respected senior brothers have already returned to the hospital, but the two who like to hang out have been taken to the largest nightclubs and casinos in Ginza and Huangquan by people arranged by the forest hut.

The last afternoon of the last day.

This half hour is the last time that the cabin in the forest has worked hard to win!

Relying on the fake teapot bought from his uncle at an internal price, he knocked on the original sap in the mountain and pretended to be his, and finally borrowed 240 teapots from Yuan Yuan as capital.

This is a big gamble for a cabin in the woods.

A lie that can be exposed easily...

——He has not registered in the dojo at all, and even when he walks through the gate, an alarm will sound, which will reveal his secret.

Now, right now, right in front of the gate.

The harvest time has come.

As time passed rapidly, more and more students who returned from sword hunting were attracted by the crowd in front of the gate, obediently followed the guidance of others, and presented their hunting results with both hands.

I never doubted his authenticity.

On the contrary, he was respectful to his arrogance.

"Senior Brother Shanzhong, I am nine, ninety-two..."

The hut in the forest raised his head, glanced at the nervous look of the visitor, and picked his ears: "The voice is too low, I can't hear it."

"Didn't you eat?"

"Louder!"

The disciples in the dojo who were watching the excitement suddenly started to boo, and some senior disciples angrily said: "In the dojo, if a fourth-year student says he can't hear, he can't hear!"

The disciple stiffened nervously and tried to raise his voice: "Ninety-two!!!"

"Okay, next one!"

The hut in the forest clapped and waved, gesturing to the volunteers behind him who were randomly picked by him to move another basket of swords aside and replace them with empty frames.

The next person was well prepared, raised his voice, and shouted with all his strength: "One hundred and seventy-nine!!!"

"Okay, very energetic!"

The cabin in the forest was overjoyed and patted the blackboard next to him. Suddenly, the writing on it changed. The top ten on the ranking list had new changes. The original fourth place was squeezed out and replaced by a brand new name. .

Behind the crowd, a disciple who was watching suddenly changed his expression.

His ranking was actually pushed down.

But then, excited shouts and shocked exclamations came from the crowd.

"Two hundred and thirty!!!"

Third-year student Yoshito Sugano instantly topped the list!

Enjoying the excited looks from around him, Kanno suddenly laughed proudly.

But the smile didn't last long before a new number one was born.

The cabin in the woods exclaimed:

"——Ichiro Kuroto, a third-year student, two hundred and forty-one!"

Kanno's smile froze for a moment, and soon he noticed the proud look from Kurotou, and his expression suddenly twitched... This guy is still trying to get along with me!

He clenched his fists angrily and grabbed the follower beside him: "Fujino, go find other people and help me gather some knives. Today I must let this guy Kuroto understand who is the third-year student?" one!"

Soon, as both sides mobilized their forces and began to collect the spare knives in the hands of other disciples, a new competition began at the bottom of the rankings.

The smile in the cabin in the forest stiffened.

No, it's almost going to be a big deal.

Things were beyond his control.

Only less than twenty minutes have passed. Theoretically, there are still ten minutes of safe time, but you can't be completely superstitious about plans. No matter how thorough a plan is, there will always be flaws and accidents.

When it breaks, it breaks.

The hut in the forest put down the registration board in his hand, handed the pen to another student he called to help move things, and quietly retreated while no one was paying attention...

But just when he was about to walk out of the crowd and disappear, a big hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

Hold on tightly.

So hard...

"etc!"

A hoarse voice sounded from behind. When the hut in the forest turned around as usual and looked at the gloomy Kanno behind him, the samurai raised his hand and said impatiently: "I still have two unregistered ones here!"

The forest hut held his stomach and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, my stomach hurts a little. I have appointed Junior Brother Iwata to handle the registration. You can go to him."

"Oh..." Kanno let go of his hand and looked at his direction with some confusion: "The toilet in the dojo is not far away, why did you go out?"

The face of the cabin in the forest suddenly became tense: "What if the teacher discovers that I have deserted? Junior Brother Sugano, please don't talk nonsense! I will come back as soon as I go."

"Okay, okay." Kanno nodded clearly and let go of his hand.

The hut in the forest took two steps, then suddenly turned back, pointed at the busy registration location and said, "By the way, could you please do me a favor, Junior Brother Sugano, to act as host for the time being? I'm afraid he won't be able to do it alone... I was originally an assistant. The senior at work is injured and really can’t come.”

"Ah, don't worry, leave it to me!"

Faced with this commission, Kanno immediately patted his chest and showed a sincere and reliable smile.

Watching the cabin in the forest go away and disappear.

Then he returned to his registered position and started working diligently to defend his precious position at the top of the list.

"Come on, come on, register...this disciple, how many hands do you deserve?"

However, during the busy registration process, a new doubt soon emerged in his mind: Are the statistics on this list incomplete? He knew that several people had completed the knife hunt in advance, and their scores were all better than his own... Could this be the day's ranking list? Well, it’s like the weekly abyss settlement in mobile games?

really weird……

I'll wait until Senior Brother Yamanaka comes back to ask.

But in the midst of intense work, angry roars came from the crowd.

"What on earth are you doing here, you bastards!"

An angry Sato rushed out of the dojo: "You actually took advantage of the normal meeting to cause trouble? If the disciples hadn't come to inform me, you guys would have been kept in the dark... Hey, what are you doing!"

Staring at that pair of eyes that hinted at anger and lightning, Kanno's expression stiffened for a moment, and then he became innocent: "I'm just helping to register, right?"

"Register?"

Sato was stunned for a moment and realized something was wrong. He then looked at the stacked frames on their table and behind them, and a shadow of uneasiness appeared in his heart.

"Register for what?"

"Didn't you say you asked Yamanaka-senpai to register the results of the sword hunting?" Kanno asked puzzledly: "Look, we did a good job and even customized a ranking..."

Sato was stunned for a long time. When he reacted, he felt a surge of blood rushing to his forehead and his vision went dark.

"Nonsense!" He couldn't help roaring: "I, when did I ever say such a thing!"

In anger, Sato ignored the restraint and raised his hand to give Kanno a slap in the face. He actually hit Kanno into the air, spun in mid-air, and hit the frame behind him, leaving a mess.

Under the violent collision, the phantoms of the swords suddenly trembled, and as Kanno struggled and climbed up, they disappeared out of thin air.

Disappear.

Only empty boxes were left on the spot, still rolling and spinning on the ground.

Like a big mocking mouth, uttering a silent sneer.

Deathly silence, deathly silence is coming...

"What are you still doing?"

Sato raised his face, his face was pale, but his eyes were bloodshot and scarlet as if the fire of hell was burning: "Find for me!!! Find for me!!!"

"Find that bastard in the mountains for me!"

His roar resounded through almost half of Hiraozaka, a roar filled with murderous intent: "I will cut him into pieces!!!"

On the other side of the Huangquan Hirasaka, in the speeding car, the cabin in the forest felt waves of resentment pouring into his body, and he couldn't help but moan happily.

Feel comfortable!

He casually tore off the disguise and the seal that restrained his essence, and returned to his original appearance. He looked at his watch and found that the exposure time was ten minutes longer than planned...

But the lucky idea that he should wait a little longer and gain more results was not running through his mind. Instead, he was frightened and his hands and legs were trembling with fear.

Playing tricks in front of the door of the Juggernaut Dojo is not something people can do!

Especially, when leaving, he could clearly feel the gaze directed at him from the deepest part of the dojo.

So meaningful...

He shakily lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his hands trembling faster and faster.

Fear.

"Oh my god, it's so exciting."

He flicked the cigarette ashes out of the car window, sped up, and returned to the present situation.

But behind him, an unexpected voice came from the back seat of the car.

The girl who appeared here at unknown time was wearing a traditional Yingzhou long dress. She raised her cheek, looked at his twitching expression, and asked curiously: "You pretended to be a dojo person and deceived at the door of the dojo. Aren't you afraid of death? "

"Of course I'm afraid!"

The hut in the forest shrugged, smoked a cigarette, and asked: "But if you are afraid of death, won't you die?"

Seemingly shocked by how bachelor he looked, the girl thought for a moment and said seriously: "If you can't hold back now, I can intercede for you at Grandpa's place."

"plead?"

The cabin in the forest raised his eyebrows slowly, feeling the chill behind his seat shaking against his heart, and couldn't help but laugh, "I'm sorry."

The young man raised his hand, took a deep sip from the cigarette, inhaled most of it in one breath, and then exhaled green smoke and words.

"late."

Whether it's your talk of making up for the situation or your immature arrest...

At that moment, he raised his foot and stepped on the accelerator. The car instantly accelerated to the limit that the car body could bear. Then he turned the steering wheel and crashed across the bridge. With a loud roar, it broke down the guardrail of the bridge and rushed straight towards the bridge. The river surges below. Then, it disappeared.

Containing the sediments of hell, the water color is red and turbid all year round. The river known as the Yellow River is still surging rapidly, swallowing everything.

Soon, the huge monster hidden in the river devoured the car that fell from the sky.

At the gap in the bridge guardrail, the girl who rushed out of the car window at the last moment looked down at the turbid current, squinted her eyes, and for a long time sheathed the small pocket knife and smiled softly.

"Anyway, we will definitely meet again in the future. I will let you go this time."

She turned and left.

And just under the bridge, separated by the thick cement, the cabin in the forest grabbed half of the steel bar and hung it in mid-air, slowly letting go of it with trembling hands.

After taking the last puff, the cigarette fell from the air and fell into the river.

Swallowed by the shadows surging in the river.

.

After experiencing the final twists and turns, the cabin in the forest lurked cautiously all the way. After changing its identity twice, it finally returned to the present situation as a tourist.

He didn't even bother to catch his breath, and ran straight to Danba without stopping. He didn't finally breathe a sigh of relief until he reached the Stone Essence Hall.

He was almost too weak to even walk.

"Hey, you're back, kid?"

Mr. Luo, who was still instructing Yuan Yuan in the courtyard, grinned and smiled: "I won't let you escape this time... Are you ready for the extra lessons in hell?"

"Sorry, no, bye!"

The hut in the forest waved casually, took off his backpack, and opened the zipper. In an instant, countless swords spurted out like a sea wave!

Beside him, they piled up into a hill.

Taller than himself!

"One thousand, six hundred and ninety-one, after deducting the four hundred that was agreed to be returned to the original partner, there are still one thousand and two!"

"——This time I am the champion of the sword hunt!"

The young man raised his head, glanced at the old man's stunned look, and asked loudly: "I am the nineteenth son of the Lin family, do I still need to hug other people's thighs!"

In the silence, Mr. Luo held his chin and looked at this sudden surprise.

He sighed, but said nothing.

He just waved his hand and let the proud young man walk away.

Although he cheated and cheated, at least he came back alive and did a pretty good job.

He has graduated.

Finally getting back a win from the muscular old man, the cabin in the forest was filled with excitement and excitement all the way.

Opening the door, slumping down on the sofa, smelling the aroma coming from the kitchen, I suddenly became more courageous.

"Uncle Fang, I want to eat chicken legs."

He shouted, "I want to eat the biggest one!!!"

"Okay, wait a moment!"

The old man in the kitchen responded warmly and sped up the movements in his hands.

But when Uncle Fang walked out of the kitchen with a plate, he found that the young man lying on the sofa had already fallen asleep, snoring loudly.

There was a blanket covering him.

Huai Shi, who was sitting next to him, raised his hand and made a small gesture.

The old man nodded, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and left with a smile.

After two updates of 7,500 words, I was completely burned out.

I originally planned to publish the two chapters separately, but after thinking about it, I decided to post them together. I’m going to take leave tomorrow and take Bai Ze to the botanical garden~