Chapter 10: Vertical-Pupiled Person

By the time Chu Tianshu arrived here, several militiamen from the other side had also arrived.

The sound of the gong was originally used to notify the militia.

Those few people were all young and strong men from the town, without any uniform, only two of them carried rifles, while the others held steel blades and black iron spears.

But they seemed to have great adaptability to this bloody scene; they only paused their steps slightly before gathering in front of the corpse to observe the wounds.

"The body isn't cold yet. It's Liao Ayong, the bamboo weaver. It looks like he was bitten to death by a wild wolf."

The militiamen also questioned the night watchman, who only said that when he turned onto this road, he saw blood all over the ground and was so scared that he immediately beat the gong.

Chu Tianshu also saw that there were tooth holes and tearing marks on the body, and some flesh was missing from the thigh.

But if it were really a wild beast, it would know how to hide before pouncing, so why was there no howling sound after the killing was successful, and why were there no signs of dragging the corpse to continue eating?

He looked around and secretly entered the spirit communication state, but found no signs of any evil things remaining.

The townspeople nearby were already discussing it.

"This is probably another wolf infestation. Usually, hungry wolves and wild dogs won't just eat a little bit when they encounter a living creature. Only those that are used to eating people will pounce on the neck as soon as they meet, mainly drinking the blood in the neck."

"Yes, the wild wolf that was beaten to death a few years ago bit eight people to death, and the hair on the tip of its tail was red."

"No, I have to go back and find some boards to seal the windows, and the door panels must be propped firmly from the inside. I don't know how long it will take to catch it this time."

Chu Tianshu couldn't help but frown.

He hadn't dealt with many wild beasts in modern times, and the supernatural events he encountered were basically evil things transformed from human souls.

Could it really be a wild beast, one that hadn't reached the level of evil, but was already ferocious and cunning enough?

Yizhou had many mountains and was in such an era of war, so it didn't seem strange for some exceptionally cunning wild beasts to appear in large numbers.

It was a pity that these alleys were all dirt roads.

Even if a wild beast bit someone, as long as there wasn't too much blood on its claws, it wouldn't leave obvious clues walking on the dirt road.

He didn't know if there would be a chance to catch that wild beast and avenge this poor person.

"Don't just stand here and look, why don't you go home and hide?"

The militiamen began to drive the crowd away. The two with rifles were bold and prepared to let the others stay here while they went to find the captain to report.

Chu Tianshu had no clue staying here, so he turned and left the road, preparing to walk along the small street back to the restaurant first.

The few militiamen left behind noticed him walking alone and couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"Who is that kid? He dares to walk slowly after seeing such a thing, not in a hurry to run home?"

"He seems to be a friend of Young Master Meng, and he has studied abroad, so he's probably a capable person."

"Since he's not afraid and didn't ask us for help, let's not meddle in other people's business."

Chu Tianshu had already turned the corner of the intersection and disappeared from the militiamen's field of vision.

He was indeed not walking fast, but compared to the mindset of strolling home before, he was now much more vigilant.

The past twenty-plus days had been too fulfilling, and the town was relatively peaceful, so the tension of first arriving in a different world had long since faded.

The things that just happened made him realize again that he was now truly in a cruel era.

Peering through a tube at a leopard, one can see a spot; just a few militiamen in a small town could be so accustomed to such a miserable corpse.

This seemingly lively, peaceful, and auspicious town was actually a place that had long been accustomed to blood.

As Chu Tianshu walked, he suddenly felt something strange and turned to look behind him.

The road behind him was empty, with only the moonlight and the shadows of the houses, and the residents' debris hidden in the shadows.

He looked up again, and there was nothing on the roofs on both sides, only thin water vapor.

The faint light in Chu Tianshu's eyes did not dissipate, his eyelids drooped, and he turned back to continue walking.

Just as he took a step, the hair on the back of his neck stood up, and his body suddenly tilted and sprinted forward.

The violent acceleration caused his slightly loose robes to make a clear "swish" sound in the quiet night air.

The thin mist and dust on the ground rose upward due to the disturbance of the airflow.

Bang!!!

The thin mist had just risen when it was smashed down and collapsed in an instant.

A black figure like a hunting leopard pounced on the street with great speed.

His feet fell, and the place where his claws were grabbing was exactly the position where Chu Tianshu had just been standing.

A black headscarf, black tight-fitting clothes, and that thin, dark face were definitely not from the town.

Failing to pounce, his squinted eyes suddenly opened, and his eyeballs were actually green, with vertical pupils like shuttles.

This pounce was his well-honed method; flipping down from the roof ridge, he still felt the fall wasn't fast enough, so he accelerated with a kick of his legs.

If Chu Tianshu had dodged to another place just now, he might not have been able to dodge it.

But the speed of a human sprinting forward far exceeded the speed of moving in other directions.

The man in black didn't pounce on him, his feet hit the ground, and his body had to sink to buffer, so he was a beat slower.

With just this beat of time, Chu Tianshu had already rushed to the foot of the wall and grabbed a discarded table.

The unpainted wooden table had three of its four legs broken, weighing at most thirty or forty jin.

But Chu Tianshu grabbed the only remaining table leg with one hand, and between twisting his waist and turning his hips, he threw the thirty or forty jin heavy object backward.

The momentum was still fierce enough.

Seeing the tabletop flipping left and right, smashing toward the man in black, it suddenly stalled in mid-air, bursting with a cracking sound.

Two claws pierced through the tabletop, and with a split of his arms, he tore the rotten wooden table to pieces.

The wood was torn apart, and there were parts inside the tabletop that had been hollowed out by insects; when the wood collapsed, the small white insects inside also flew into mid-air.

The attack was so compact that there was no breathing space; the sharp silver needles had already arrived, penetrating the bodies of the insects and shooting toward the forehead of the man in black.

Ding ding ding!!!

Three extremely fine metallic collision sounds.

The man in black grabbed three times in a row while the wood chips were flying.

All three silver needles were caught by him.

Chu Tianshu had already rushed back at this time, his arms stretched to the limit, his palms probing with all his might, grabbing the forearms of the man in black.

A piece of moso bamboo as thick as a bowl, neither withered nor diseased, full of moisture, and with tough bamboo skin, could be grabbed and broken by Chu Tianshu's palm.

If he grabbed an ordinary person's forearm, such a grab would cause the skin to crack, the flesh to sink, and the bones to break.

But he had grabbed the man in black at this time, and a harsh, strange cry like a wild cat having its tail stepped on burst from the man's mouth.

The two forearms wrapped in black cloth actually shook and twitched, the diameter of the arms actually seemed to shrink a little, and the five fingers of the palms were all gathered into sharp cones.

Chu Tianshu's hands had just felt a little bit of a solid grab when he felt his palms empty, and the web between his thumb and index finger was rubbed violently by the cloth.

His palms closed fast enough, and his fingertips all curled inward toward his palms, but he only managed to tear off a layer of cloth and strip something off the fingers of the man in black.

The man in black had already kicked at the same time, his knee hitting Chu Tianshu's crotch.

Chu Tianshu's knee was also raised at this time, and the two sides collided, the flesh and blood body making a sound like heavy wooden blocks colliding.

Both of them couldn't stand firm, staggering several steps and retreating.

The man in black crouched low, his feet in a bow stance, his hands in claws, pressing forward, like a tiger or leopard hunting.

Chu Tianshu hit his heels on the dirt road, stabilized his body, and threw the things in his hands forward.

Besides two pieces of broken cloth, there were ten finger cots, which looked like they were made of steel and painted with black lacquer.

The man in black didn't catch the silver needles with his bare hands just now, but used these finger cots to block them.

Chu Tianshu glanced at the shape of the finger cots and thought of the wounds on the corpse.

Besides the fangs of wild beasts, this kind of finger cot, combined with strong enough finger strength, should be enough to cause such a miserable state.

"You killed that bamboo weaver. Who are you, and why did you attack me?"

Chu Tianshu's eyes showed ruthlessness, there was anger on his face, but his voice was relatively low.

If a person wants to shout loudly, they have to lift their chest and abdomen to make a high sound, and it is difficult to use their limb strength fully, and their reaction will be slower.

Chu Tianshu dared not reveal such a flaw in front of this man in black.

The man in black didn't answer, his facial muscles tightened, he bared his teeth, and a trembling bass sound came from his throat, causing his lips and teeth to tremble slightly.

He was completely like a wild beast trying to deter an enemy, and there were still blood stains on his teeth.

But when a wild beast encounters an enemy it cannot deal with, it is actually very easy to want to escape.

And the eyes and breathing of this man in black revealed a desire to tear Chu Tianshu to pieces, with no intention of retreating, only malice as thick as smoke.

Chu Tianshu stared at the man in black without blinking, his wrists hanging by his sides slowly turning, and visible blue veins spread from his forearms to the backs of his hands, clenching into fists.

Neither of them wanted to blink, but eye fatigue was not subject to human will.

When bloodshot eyes floated on the whites of Chu Tianshu's eyes, his wide-open eyes couldn't help but blink.

Whoosh!! It was truly in the blink of an eye.

The man in black had already rushed in front of him, his claws bringing wind, and the iron-blue nails, even if not as good as the steel finger cots, were probably enough to leave deep claw marks on a brick wall, sweeping toward his face, which was his weakest defense.

But there was a loud explosion in the air.

A fist swung from the diagonal bottom, accurately hitting the forearm of the man in black.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!!

Between the two figures, it was like a string of firecrackers exploding.

The hands of the man in black constantly attacked the opponent's head, face, neck, crotch, and waist.

But Chu Tianshu could always hit with his fist, smashing the opponent's arms away.

Tong Bei Fist, Bai Yuan Startles the Dew!

The branches of the tall trees were covered with dew, and when the wind blew, the dew fell with a splash.

The white ape guarding under the tree was startled, suddenly throwing a punch, its hands linked, hitting the dew in the wind.

This punch launched a kind of startling force and explosive force, and the punch was the most urgent.

More importantly, what this move trains is a kind of combat method that does not rely entirely on vision.

Bai Yuan Startles the Dew relies on vision and hearing, and even a little bit of intuitive coordination.

Chu Tianshu cultivated both spirit communication and fist techniques, and the effect of this move was the most mature among all his moves.

The man in black found that his forearms were always being hit, so he knew something was wrong, and relying on the stimulation of the collision, he actually burst out with faster speed.

A strand of hair on Chu Tianshu's left forehead was swept off, and the cloth on his right waist was torn.

The tear looked like it had been cut in parallel by several razor blades.

He dodged dangerously and wasn't really hurt, but the hair on his back still stood up, his teeth were clenched, and his left hand sprang out like a spring.

The powerful fist was full of anger, hitting the arm sweeping from the left again.

The man in black didn't succeed in this wave of explosion, and the soreness in his arms began to surge up, and his hands slowed down slightly.

Chu Tianshu's eyelids shrank, and in the blink of an eye, his almost instinctive fist had already swung toward the face of the man in black.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 11 =====