Chapter 450

Looking at the porridge in his hand, Yan Feng suddenly had an idea, "yes! It's certainly possible to use this method. The only people who prevent me from leaving here are the 18 Copper men. Just kill them all at once! Hee hee... "

Yan Feng showed a sinister smile of villain style.

There are laxatives in the kitchen. As for why there are laxatives in the kitchen of Shaolin Temple, Yan Feng is not very clear. Maybe the old abbot is constipated, but that's not the point. The point is laxatives.

The last time Yan Feng came to the kitchen to eat secretly, he found the bucket containing laxatives. Laxatives are Yan Feng's secret weapon for putting down the eighteen copper men at once.

The next morning, there was dew dripping on the leaves, and the morning light in the distance just reached out slightly. Before the fog in the forest had dispersed, Yan Feng had nimbly avoided the sight of the sweeping monk and went around the back of the kitchen.

There is a window in the kitchen that is opened to dissipate Qi. Yan Feng slips in from there. Wu Zhen leaves the kitchen for a period of time to ring the bell when he is cooking porridge. The number of times to ring the bell is nine, and he will come back after knocking.

In order to make a perfect escape plan, Yan Feng has a clear idea of everyone's living habits in Shaolin Temple, except for the haunted eighteen bronze men.

it's amazing as like as two peas in the same neighborhood, every two people are living in the same way. For example, one sweep from the front yard, one from the backyard, and the other day is fixed.

People in Shaolin Temple, like NPC in the game, perform the same work every day.

Yan Feng did not immediately start the action, but cautiously pasted behind the door, determined that after the bell rang for the first time, he jumped to the place where the barrels were stacked. It was easy to find a wooden barrel with a seal and the word "cathartic" on the seal.

Yan Feng carefully tore off the seal, and also remembered all the details, because he did not know what kind of person Wuzhen was, it was better to be as careful as possible. It is the so-called details that determine success or failure. Yan Feng must succeed this time. After all, the plan is difficult to use for the second time, so the details must be in place.

Because it's a big pot of rice, all the people in Shaolin Temple eat without real food. In fact, it's just porridge and pickled vegetables. So as long as you put laxatives in that big pot of porridge, the eighteen copper people will definitely eat it.

There are still a lot of laxatives in the bucket. Yan Feng fished a lot of it. Because he couldn't make the porridge look different from usual, Yan Feng didn't put all the laxatives in at once, but threw them into the boiling white porridge and observed it carefully.

By this time, the bell outside had rung four times. Although the sound of wood burning and the sound of boiling porridge all affected Yan Feng's hearing, Yan Feng was very attentive, so he could hear the bell outside clearly.

Yan Feng didn't know how much to put. Anyway, the more, the better. Yan Feng had been putting laxatives, and the color and smell of congee had no obvious changes. After the eighth bell rang, Yan Feng quickly covered the barrel, and then turned to the window to leave.

Yan Feng went back to his room and looked out of the window at the rising sun. His heart was full of hope as if it was the sunshine all over the sky.

According to daily life, the floor sweeping monk gives Yan Feng a bowl of steaming porridge. Yan Feng lies on the bed with his back to the door as usual.

That bowl of porridge, Yan Feng is absolutely not to eat, next, as long as waiting for the opportunity, and the opportunity, soon arrived.

"Toilet! Toilet! I'm going to the bathroom! " The floor sweeping monk covered his stomach and couldn't even straighten his legs when he walked. It seemed that the laxative had begun to take effect.

This is the time! Taking advantage of the chaos in Shaolin Temple, Yan Feng ran straight to the back door. Even though he knew that the eighteen bronze people had lost their fighting power after taking laxatives, Yan Feng, who was careful in his mind, chose the safer back door.

But when Yan Feng opened the door, there was a golden light in front of him that was even more dazzling than the sunlight. The hope in his eyes suddenly turned into despair. Yan Feng knelt on his knees, and there was no less than one of the eighteen bronze men.

"Hum! Cathartic is useless to the eighteen bronze men who have trained us to be invincible to all kinds of poisons! "

"You dare to poison our Shaolin Temple people with laxatives. Die!"

"Hit him!"

"Ah

Yan Feng was dragged back with blood all over again.

Unexpectedly, the eighteen bronze men were immune to laxatives. Just when Yan Feng was desperate, he was sent by the abbot to clean the warehouse. He found some old playing cards. Looking at the dusty playing cards, Yan Feng had a wonderful way.

Late at night, Yan Feng went to the back door, and the eighteen bronze men were waiting for him.

"Benefactor, do you want to run? Come back quickly. You are not the opponent of our 18 people. It is impossible for us to fight alone. We are 18 people. " Yan Feng also used the method of challenging the 18 bronze men to fight one by one, but it didn't work at all. These 18 people were just like conjoined babies.

Yan Feng sighed and pretended to have given up. He took out the deck of playing cards and said, "I gave up. I didn't run. I found this when I cleaned up the warehouse in the afternoon. In the middle of the night, you are still awake, or play cards with me.""Playing cards? Who is the card Asked one of the bronze men.

"You have nothing to do except open the door? How boring! If you can't play cards, I can teach you that playing cards is the best way to kill time

"Benefactor, what tricks do you want to use? We won't be fooled."

Yan Feng said: "even laxatives can't cure you, what else can I do? I really gave up. If it wasn't because playing cards alone was too boring, I didn't bother to come to you. Do you play or not?"

The eighteen copper men looked at Yan Feng's playing card, which was something they had never seen before. After exchanging their eyes, the eighteen people turned their backs to Yan Feng and formed a circle and began internal communication.

"This guy must be playing something."

"So what? He can't get out of our hands anyway

"That's reasonable. It's better to see what tricks he's playing. If not, I'll beat him again at that time. I'll just try my latest iron head skill."

"I agree with the fourth brother."

"I'm the fourth one? Brother, you're wrong. "

"I'm the big brother, OK? Look carefully. "

The eighteen bronze men were covered in gold and dressed the same way. Even they themselves often made mistakes with each other.

After that, Yan Feng spent the whole night teaching the eighteen coppers to fight the landlords. As for why he taught them to fight the landlords, it was all Yan Feng's plan. When the eighteen coppers learned how to fight landlords, Yan Feng's plan was half finished.

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