Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

The saw moved back and forth in the carpenter's hands, its buzzing sound piercing the air and reaching Zhou He's ears.

Screams, cries, and struggles lingered on the saw blade, hidden in every tooth, like gushing water vapor, clinging tightly to Zhou He's heart.

A chill began to rise, and I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.

Barely suppressing his fear, Zhou adjusted his hat, lowered his head, and waited for the peddler's reply.

"Carpenter Bai, it's no fun scaring children. I've waited for you for so long, haven't you given me enough face?"

The carpenter grinned maliciously, seemingly unfamiliar with his new body, his facial muscles twitching as he spoke:

"Chen Donkey, I don't care about your face. I respect you as a big shot in 'changing gold mountains,' but if you try to ruin my plans, my saw and axe won't stand for it."

He was still naked, his body covered in blood, steaming in the morning sunlight, pressing down on the two of them.

The peddler clicked his tongue.

"I don't know who's been ruining the reputation of us peddlers. Doing business is all about information asymmetry. If you all know everything, how can you make a profit like my small business?"

"My business here is over. Chen Donkey, I've already given you the items you wanted. Now I still have some loose ends to clean up. You take your men and go first. If we meet again on the road of life, we can still be friends."

The carpenter's body was tense, and his words carried an increasingly strong warning, while the peddler remained relaxed.

Zhou He gripped the knife in his hand, the sweat being absorbed by the yellow belt, making him feel somewhat sticky.

Seemingly deep in thought, the peddler remained silent for a long time. The carpenter then pointed his saw at the two of them. Behind him, the axe and the giant log sprouted legs and ran up to his side. They had no eyebrows or eyes, but they had a look of anger about them.

The peddler finally spoke:

"Although Tuozi Township is far from my Taochuan home, the local goddess Mubushan is not showing up, so as her neighbor, I should uphold justice."

Upon hearing this, the carpenter's handsome face trembled even more. Without saying a word, he suddenly grabbed the axe from the ground and chopped it down at the peddler's face.

"laugh"

With a soft sound, the peddler was split in two, and if put back together, the smile on his face seemed to have not yet had time to change.

The carpenter paid no heed; the axe, held in his slender hand, swept across Zhou He.

Even before he made his move, Zhou He had already hidden one leg behind his back. When he saw Zhou He attack the peddler, he immediately took a step back.

Hidden behind his back, he held a knife, aiming it at the carpenter's throat.

The carpenter reacted extremely quickly. Seeing that the axe had missed, he dodged the knife to the side, took a step, and appeared behind Zhou He. The saw he had left behind began to hum, standing in mid-air and cutting again and again.

A saw is in front of him, and a carpenter's axe is behind him.

Zhou He had no time to be afraid or think things through. He crouched down, rolled to the side, grabbed something he didn't recognize, and without looking at it, hurled it at the carpenter.

The object emitted a red light in the air and rushed towards the carpenter's face; it turned out to be a cast iron pendant that had fallen from the peddler's body.

It's the kind commonly used in building houses, with a white line attached to the back of the pendant, which is now taut, as if someone is holding it.

The carpenter gritted his teeth, seemingly a little afraid of the object, and subconsciously placed the axe in front of him for defense, leaning back.

Before it was even halfway up, the white thread attached to the pendant seemed to come alive, and then it loosely wrapped around the carpenter.

The carpenter muttered something, then threw the axe in his hand. The axe hovered in mid-air, flitting left and right, with its weight attached, as if two unseen figures were fighting over it.

Seeing that the carpenter no longer had anything in his hands, Zhou He narrowed his eyes, rolled to his feet, and took three steps at a time, gripping the knife in reverse and stabbing it straight into the carpenter's chest.

"Good thing, I have heard the Dharma, I created you for a purpose;

"It's very useful, don't be afraid, please ask Lu Ban to protect my magic."

Like cracking beans, the carpenter uttered a series of incantations, and a chisel appeared above his head. He snatched it away, held it in his hand, and glared fiercely at Zhou He.

They were playing a reckless, mutually destructive style of fighting.

But Zhou had seen how powerful this adze was in Jincheng before.

His own knife is long, but that adze can shave flesh from a distance.

Without time to think, following his body's instincts, Zhou He turned around and dodged to the side, as if something in the air had been lifted up.

"Hehe, how did you find me?"

The peddler's sly laughter rang out, and the carpenter's face instantly contorted with fear.

"Damn you, you lazy donkey, didn't you run away?"

"Nonsense, didn't you cut me in half?"

The peddler grinned and pointed to the two halves of himself lying on the ground.

When he pointed at it, the corpse seemed to melt away like snow in the sunlight, leaving only some sweet water behind.

Zhou He had already guessed that the peddler was definitely not dead.

But he never expected that the carpenter's chisel would actually find the peddler's hiding place, forcing him to come out.

"Oh, my carpenter brother, don't rush to start. Peace and harmony bring wealth. How about I give you something in exchange for something else?"

When the peddler saw the carpenter raise his adze, he was neither impatient nor annoyed. Instead, he raised a finger, shook it, and spoke to the carpenter.

The white carpenter remained silent, refusing to listen to anything he said, while the adze pressed down relentlessly.

"Old carpenter, don't you know how much you owe me?"

The peddler dodged away somewhat awkwardly.

Then he reached into his sleeve with one hand, made a pulling motion, and said "Hey!"

"Thump!"

With a muffled thud, dust rose three feet high from the ground, blinding the carpenter.

After he blinked hard twice and looked again, he could no longer shave with the adze in his hand.

In the middle of the field, there was a huge stone roller, standing steadily, pressing down the ground several fingers thick.

The millstone had a rough surface and looked like it hadn't been used much.

But the carpenter stopped not because of the millstone, but because of the chubby, round child squatting on it, drool dripping from his mouth onto his chest, looking like a New Year's picture doll.

His handsome face was a mixture of anger and fear. After a long while, he slowly spoke:

"Do you really want me to die?"

The peddler shook his finger:

"Carpenter, what are you saying? I'm a businessman. I told you I wanted to talk business with you. Let me know why."

The carpenter remained silent.

The peddler continued:

"The origin of this millstone is unknown to others, but I've heard of it. It's a fine piece, priceless indeed. Carpenter, am I right?"

The carpenter gritted his teeth, and after a long while, as if he had realized something, he lowered his head and put away his adze.

Heavy breathing echoed in the courtyard.

The peddler wasn't in a hurry to speak.

For a moment, only the occasional sound of the axe and pendant clashing together could be heard.