Chapter 654 Consumables

The factory fan was really desperate. There was one on the left wall, one on the right wall, one coming out of the bookcase behind him, two outside the window, and two blocking the door.

He couldn't fly, so how could he run?

In despair, he would rather commit suicide in the hope that he could be reborn, rather than being caught and pretending to be a shadow.

Not to mention, the stories told by Adams and Kublai Khan were taught by Kublai Khan to his confidants, Hatu was one of them, and Hatu also taught some of these fans when he trained them.

Although he didn't understand much from the stories he heard from Hatu, at this moment, he really thought of a possibility.

That is, after he committed suicide, would his head be taken away by the white cloth ghost?

What if his head was damaged?

In the story passed down from Adams, there is an example that although there is no solution to a certain effect that makes people absolutely deaf forever, there is a way to prevent it in advance, that is, do it yourself and make yourself deaf first.

Although the effect of that kind of insoluble deafness is more thorough than that of ordinary deaf people, that effect will not be triggered on deaf people.

So if you don't want to be deafened by the strange object, deafen yourself first.

Such a story is very novel, and Changfan remembered it in his heart after listening to it.

Facing a desperate situation at this moment, he would rather die than become the shadow of the monster, so he thought of this point and then poked his head manually.

He hoped that the white cloth ghost shadow would not want a broken head, or that they would only take the heads that were cut by themselves.

As for whether the result would be useful, he didn't know.

Even more, when he was dying, he heard the words that made him extremely depressed: "The Three Character Classic is found!"

"Gudong..." Changfan's head fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he died with his eyes open.

Hatu didn't even look at it, and he didn't care about his suicidal subordinates at all.

His nerves were also tense, knowing that this was a life-and-death race, whether he lived or died, he just looked at the Three Character Classic!

Hatu quickly flipped through the Three Character Classic, reading while flipping.

He didn't even bother to look up to pay attention to the white cloth ghost shadow, and almost focused all his attention on the content of the book.

While reading, he rushed towards the door.

He felt that he bumped into something, maybe a table, chair, or a decorative stand, which could be bumped.

The things that could not be bumped were undoubtedly ghosts.

"I rushed out!"

Hatu was overjoyed, he felt that he rushed out of the study and came to the yard.

The ghost he bumped into on the way did not kill him immediately.

He hurriedly accelerated his running, reciting the Three Character Classic quickly while running.

"If jade is not polished, it will not become a tool. If people do not learn, they will not know righteousness..." and other words came out of his mouth continuously.

Hatu had a good memory, but he found that he could not remember what he had just read.

As he was reciting, he forgot which paragraph he was reading...

"I don't know righteousness... I don't know righteousness... I don't teach my son?" Hatu got stuck and his mouth was broken.

He stared at the book with bloodshot eyes, and the words on the book were like little bugs placed there strangely.

In a trance, he could not recognize most of the words for a while.

Gestalt collapsed.

The eagerness, coupled with the fact that he forgot what he was reading, directly caused the arrangement of these words to be extremely unfamiliar in his eyes.

This book was not his native language either.

"It's over!" Hatu's last thought was despair.

"Bang!" At this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, as if he was kicked by someone.

The whole person rolled out instantly, flew three or four meters, and hit the wall.

When he turned around, he saw a person in his original position, rolling like a crazy lazy donkey, rolling to the wall in a very clean and neat manner.

He looked like a businessman, but his face was tough.

"You..." Hatu looked at the person who kicked him away and saved him in a daze.

"I'm Adams's man, follow me!" The businessman pulled him with one hand, kicked his feet and climbed up the wall, flipped through it at a faster speed than ordinary people, and ran quickly.

He took Hatu with him and was able to maintain a speed beyond ordinary people, rushing out more than ten meters directly, and climbed up another wall.

Repeatedly, he ran hundreds of meters straight, and opened up a distance of more than ten meters from the ghost chasing behind.

Only then did he take a breath and ask, "Why do you want to study?"

He pointed directly to the key point, but Hatu had experienced a series of near-death experiences, and was a little confused at being rescued at this moment. He was stunned for a while before saying, "Are you from the Mohist School?"

"You are making such a big noise, do you expect us not to notice it at all?" This person is Lin Guang, the peripheral personnel of the Blue and White Society in Yangzhou.

Moreover, he was not recruited locally, but a senior peripheral transferred from the headquarters, who had undergone training on the Extreme Island.

Although he did not become a formal member, he had eaten translation konjac and had also trained the skills of a top athlete.

He was responsible for intelligence collection in this area of ​​Yangzhou. Liujiazhuang outside the city was surrounded, and it would not be concealed for long.

At first, he thought it was another house raid, so Lin Guang ignored it.

But when it was still surrounded at night, he was concerned and rushed over with a drone.

As a result, he saw Hatu's men dying one by one, so he rushed into the village to save people.

When he came to Hatu, Hatu had just rushed out of the study, and the white cloth behind him was about to approach, so he only had time to kick Hatu away.

"This! This is useful! But..." Hatu even forgot the name of the Three Character Classic. Only after looking at the cover did he know what book he was reading.

He had clearly read it once just now, but now he had completely forgotten it. His heart was empty and he didn't leave a word behind.

When I read it again, the sentence about human nature being good at first seemed very strange, as if I had seen it for the first time, and it felt very classic.

"You won't be killed when you read the Three Character Classic, right?" Lin Guang asked.

"Right... it won't kill me when I recite the Three-Character Sutra, so I have to keep reciting it, but I forget it while reciting it. I suddenly forget where I was reciting it, and I just feel that every sentence has a freshness that I have never seen before. "Hatu said, he was like this just now.

Looking back now, it's no wonder that the scholar couldn't remember what was behind Gou.

The Three-Character Classic is a Mongolian book, so the scholar must have memorized it by heart. How could he forget it?

He just forgot about it because he 'used' it so much, like a burning amulet.

As for why there was only the first sentence and not the last sentence, Hatu thought for a while and remembered the bell that escaped to the door with the scholar. Perhaps Ling'er finally learned the first sentence to resist the ghost of the white cloth for a moment, allowing the scholar who had forgotten all the Three-Character Sutra to escape.

When the scholar escaped, he remembered the first sentence again because he heard the words from Ling'er's mouth.

Hatu immediately told Lin Guang his thoughts. Lin Guang glanced at Hatu in surprise, not expecting that this rude man could still think logically.

"Anyway, this ghost can save his life by relying on the Three-Character Sutra." Lin Guang said.

He doesn't need to read. How could he not memorize the Three Character Sutra? He knows it by heart. There is no need to look back sentence by sentence like Hatu.

He pushed Hatu away, stepped back, faced the white cloth ghost, and at the same time pressed a pager to urgently notify Mo Qiong and others.

Hatu didn't know what was going on and said in shock: "What are you doing! Run!"

Lin Guang said: "The troops outside have rushed in, and they are being slaughtered. You go over immediately and tell them to memorize the Three Character Sutra. I will stop these ghosts. I must confirm the correctness of the Three Character Sutra's way of life, and the correct usage."

As he spoke, he took out his gun and shot at the white cloth ghost, and shouted: "The beginning of man! Nature is inherently good..."

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

The first shot hit the white cloth ghost, but the opponent did not take a step back, like a cliff.

The only change was that there were several obvious wrinkles on the white cloth.

But the second shot, the third shot, and the fourth shot all failed and passed through!

"How could it be... I forgot all about it!" Lin Guang was shocked and backed away.

He just recited one sentence and actually forgot all about the Three Character Sutra. He didn't even remember what he had forgotten. He only knew that he had forgotten the contents of a book, and that book was the thing that restricted the derivatives in front of him!

"What did I forget?" Lin Guang asked.

Hatu was also confused. Isn't this the beginning of his talent? Why did you forget everything in one breath?

"The Three-Character Sutra, you have forgotten the Three-Character Sutra. Reciting it is the only way to encounter ghosts!" Hatu said.

Lin Guang distanced himself and said suddenly: "I understand, you don't need to recite it, just think about it in your mind."

"Really?" Hatu had never memorized the Three Character Sutra, so he read it sentence by sentence and forgot every sentence. This is true for those who have read it and those scholars who have already forgotten it.

Lin Guang remembered the whole thing and could actually 'disappear' as a whole.

"Give me the book!" Lin Guang got the Three Character Classic and started studying again!

There were only a few hundred words in total, and it was catchy. He quickly scanned it a few times and remembered almost it.

He then continued to draw his gun and shoot, keeping a certain distance.

It is too dangerous to get close to the other party. Even if the Three Character Sutra can be controlled, he will die at any time if he forgets it. Basically, he will give his life to the other party.

In this case, he chose to shoot with a gun. Sure enough, when he was thinking about the full text of the Three Character Sutra, the bullet could touch the white cloth and he forgot the content.

"It's useless. The Three-Character Sutra can save a moment, but it can't be killed! Even if it is hit, it will do nothing." Hatu said desperately.

"Are you okay?" Lin Guang murmured.

Hatu looked at Bai Bu and suddenly said: "Eh? Why is your Three Character Sutra so powerful?"

Lin Guang stared at the wrinkles on Baibu's body and discovered that the wrinkles he had made were much larger than those left by Hattu.

"And the wrinkles I left this time are much smaller than last time... Why?"

The first shot left several obvious wrinkles, but the next shot was not satisfactory, leaving only a tiny trace of wrinkles.

This intuitively shows that two attacks that also 'consume' the Three-Character Sutra have very different powers.

No matter which time it was, the traces left by Hatu's previous collision were much larger than those left by Hatu's reading of one or two sentences. The traces left by Hatu and the scholar were almost invisible.

"ah!"

Lin Guang had a flash of inspiration and realized: "The deeper my understanding of the Three Character Classic, the greater the harm?"

There is no doubt that the only difference between the two attacks is the understanding of the Three Character Classic.

The previous time he had known it since he was a child, understood its meaning, and was very skilled in interpreting it from multiple angles.

And the last time, I went to study on the spur of the moment, memorized by rote, and mostly remembered it wrong. I only remembered a few things, without even thinking about the meaning.

This is the only difference that directly causes the wrinkles left by the two bullet impacts to be very different.

"The understanding of this book is the real ammunition?"

"The so-called forgetting is a kind of consumption?"

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p.s: Sorry.