Chapter 461 One Hammer

"No!"

The body was quickly searched, and the results made everyone present change their expressions.

They chased them so far just for the secret book, but now they found it, but the secret book was missing. How to explain this time? Will the foster father listen to his explanation?

"impossible!"

The young man rushed over and stripped the unknown young man completely, even leaving his underwear on.

The expected secret book did not appear.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously turned his attention to the first person who found the body.

Sensing the young master's gaze, the subordinate reacted instantly and quickly denied it.

"It's not me! The time just now was so short, it was impossible for me to hide the secret book." After saying this, the subordinate also took off all his clothes. Like the unknown corpse that was searched, he didn't even leave a pair of underwear.

The young master looked around again and found that it didn't look like he had been left behind.

This is where things get tricky.

Could this place in the wilderness be haunted by ghosts?

"Is this what you're looking for?"

A voice sounded behind everyone, and several frightened people drew their swords on the spot.

Everyone turned around and saw a fish-skin monster nearly two meters tall walking out of the shadows behind it. Its dark fish scales and ferocious fish head looked particularly ferocious in the sunlight, especially against the two pumpkins in its hands. The hammer, at first glance, is not something that normal people can handle.

hiss!

What is this?

Everyone subconsciously took half a step back. The old man who led the way knelt down on the spot and kept shouting.

"Grandpa Monster, please forgive me, you old man is a piece of shit."

Compared with the old man, the remaining Jianghu Ke was obviously much calmer. The leader's attention was not on Wu Chong, but on the secret book in his hand.

This thing is exactly the magic secret book that he has been pursuing all the way.

"monster?"

He held the sword and looked at Wu Chong who was walking slowly, but did not act rashly.

The oppression of this monster was so strong that even a first-class expert like him could not bear it, let alone his other subordinates. Several of them knelt down like the old man. But even so, he was not going to give up. He had already paid too much for this secret book. Now it was time to pick the fruit. How could he back down because of an unknown monster?

Monster legends and the like are fine to scare the villagers. In the eyes of a wanderer like him, he is just a stronger opponent who can be killed when he finds an opportunity.

"I buried this person"

flaw!

The moment Wu Chong spoke, a cold light flashed in the young master's eyes, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Ding! !

The tip of the sword accurately hit Wu Chong's throat, and then a spark splashed on the fish scales. This scene made Young Master's pupils shrink slightly. He tried his best with his sword, but it didn't even pierce the opponent's fish scales. You know, the sword he just struck was filled with internal energy. Ordinary first-class masters may not be able to take it, but the monster in front of him is like a normal person.

Is the gap so big?

“Sure enough, in any world, one must ‘conquer people with virtue’.”

Feeling the force coming from his throat, Wu Chong swung the pumpkin hammer in his hand.

quick!

Young Master was shocked and had no idea how such a big pumpkin hammer could be swung so fast.

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his body couldn't keep up with the speed of his thinking.

There was a 'bang', and the young master's throat felt sweet. He felt as if he had been hit by a rhinoceros, and his figure flew out instantly. The crisp sound of bones exploding could even be heard in the air. After breaking two trees, he fell into the pond behind with a 'dong' sound.

After a while, a pool of blood emerged from the pond.

died.

This high-spirited young man didn't even leave his name from the moment he came out to the time he received his lunch box.

The others all trembled when they saw this, and those who had not yet kneeled took advantage of the situation and knelt down. Especially the person closest to Wu Chong, his body began to twitch.

From such a close distance, he could even see the blood dripping from the pumpkin hammer of Grandpa Monster on the opposite side.

Too brutal.

If he disagrees with someone, he will hit them with a big pumpkin hammer.

"Do you know the words?"

Wu Chong walked up to the nearest human and asked condescendingly.

The reason he came out this time was to find someone to teach him how to read. Only after he learned the characters of this world could he understand the secret book.

"Grandpa Monster, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

The trembling man could no longer hear what the other party was saying. As soon as Wu Chong opened his mouth, he started begging for mercy with snot and tears. Words like there was an 80-year-old mother above and a baby waiting to be fed below. .

The noisy Wu Chong was upset and kicked him out.

boom!

The man's body spun around in the air and hit a big tree. His spine was broken. After flipping around in the air, he fell to the ground and lost sight of his voice.

It was this guy who dug the grave just now.

Can the grave buried by Mr. Wu be dug casually?

Everyone else trembled, and the few who wanted to beg for mercy also shut up. They could see it now.

Any martial arts skills are completely inadequate in front of monsters. At the very least, their three-legged cat's martial arts skills are not enough. If they want to deal with this kind of monster, they must have a mage in the temple.

"Do you know the words?"

Wu Chong walked up to the second person and asked as usual.

"Yes, I know three thousand words."

The man nodded quickly.

"Only three thousand?" Wu Chong was a little dissatisfied.

This guy is very smart, but he is also illiterate.

"I know five hundred words."

"I know twenty thousand."

In order to survive, the group immediately began to report the number of words they knew.

After asking around, I found that most of these people were not highly educated, and several of their martial arts secrets were dictated by their masters.

But he has no choice now. These people are just catching waste and using it.

So in the next period of time, the Herring King had new guests, and there were more than a dozen humans beside his cave who taught him how to read every day.

At the beginning, each of these people were on tenterhooks, but after getting along slowly, they found that the monster grandfather didn't seem that scary after all. Except for his exaggerated appearance, he is no different from normal people in other places, and he learns things very quickly.

With the little bit of ink in their stomachs, the other party learned it in less than three days, and they learned by analogy, and in the end they started to learn on their own.

The monster king did not hide the secret book that they worked so hard for. They could look at it anytime they wanted. In the process of reading, many people use the secret book as a teaching material.

I don't know if the young master who was hammered to death will regret his recklessness if he knows this result.