Daomu Biji

I was about to start climbing when I heard him ask, and I couldn't help but shrink my neck. I was too nervous just now and didn't pay attention. In fact, when we were in the corridor, I already felt that the wound cut by the lotus arrow was a little bit inflamed, but it was itching and seemed to be getting better. I lifted up my clothes and took a look at the wound. I found that the redness and swelling on the wound had subsided and there was no strange feeling. I said, I feel it, but it's not itchy now. The humidity here is so heavy, maybe it's an allergy. .”

The fat man was itching badly and said, Is there any way to temporarily cure this allergy? I broke out in a cold sweat just now, and now the itching is endless. He kept rubbing against the wall as he spoke. I saw that there was a blood bar on his back, and I felt something was wrong, so I asked him to show it to me. He twisted and turned around, his hands still scratching. I slapped his hand away and shined a flashlight on it. I saw a lot of white hair growing on the wound on his back scratched by the lotus arrow. It was so disgusting that I casually said, Fat man, how long has it been since you took a shower?

The fat man yelled: Taking a shower? Why are you asking this? This is a personal matter and I am not in a position to answer it.

I said, You haven't washed your hands for a while. I'm telling you, don't be afraid. There seems to be mold on your back. White mold is a wonder in the world. I guess you can still plant it if you persist for a few more months. A Ganoderma lucidum comes out.

The fat man was confused and said: What, white coal? Is there any white coal? Don't talk so hard, how can you add trouble?

I looked at Menyou Bottle and frowned. It seemed that the situation was not good and I didn't dare to joke anymore. The stuffy oil bottle squeezed over and pressed it with his hand. When he pressed it, a pack of black blood came out. He said softly to me, I'm sorry, there was something fishy in the lotus arrow just now.

I felt strange, but I had also been hit by an arrow just now. Logically speaking, I should be the same as him. Could it be that the physique inherited from my grandfather was really so special? I hurriedly exposed my wound to express my doubts.

Menyouping looked at my wound, clicked his tongue, and couldn't figure out what was going on. At this time, the fat man became afraid, turned around and asked me: What hair is it! Don't be headless or tailless, where is the hair? He touched it with his hand again. I quickly grabbed him and said, Don't move. You seem to have some kind of skin disease. Let us take a closer look at you. Don't scratch him. If you scratch him again, it will leave scars.

He was itching so much that he couldn't bear it. I said to Menyoupin: This can't go on like this. We have to find a way. I've heard people say that some people can't control the itching of skin diseases and even commit suicide!

The fat man shouted: I want to fucking commit suicide right now! But it itch me to death. How about you imitate Guan Gong's scraping of bones to heal wounds, and cut out those two pieces of flesh for me?

I also suffered from skin diseases when I was a child. I had some local methods, but it was a bit disgusting. I said to him: There is no need to dig the meat. You really think you have a lot of meat. I am not Hua Tuo either.

But I still have some toner on me, so I'll put it on for you first. It may hurt a little, but you can bear with it.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then the fat man let out a sigh and said: So you city people are so delicate, and you still have toner in your damn bucket. Next time, you might as well bring a deck of playing cards down, we will be trapped. Sometimes you can even learn how to hoe.

Of course I couldn't carry this kind of thing with me, so I smeared it on the fat man's back with two mouthfuls of saliva, put on my gloves and spread it on him. Unexpectedly, the fat man couldn't resist the pain. As soon as the saliva was smeared on him, he screamed and ran forward, cursing: What the hell did you smear on me! My grandma, you might as well cut me out. Well, I’m fat, I really have to return to my position.”

I saw that the pain was working, and said, Looking at your ability, the pain is better than the itch. Are you still itchy?

The fat man danced there for a while, finally regaining his composure, and said curiously: Hey, Xiao Wu, okay, that thing of yours is so effective, it really makes you feel better. What brand of refreshing water is that?

I thought he would kill me if he knew it was painted with saliva, so I quickly said: Don't act like a bitch, let's leave quickly.

Menyou Ping looked funny and shook his head. This was the first time I saw him smile without a bitter smile. I couldn't help but feel that he had become a little more humane. It seemed that people still needed to communicate more.

But after he smiled, he turned into a poker face again and asked us to follow him. The three people took a circuitous route up the thief hole, and after climbing for about half a cigarette, Menyoupin said from the front: The bifurcation.

I squeezed in, and sure enough, there were two passages on the left and right. I took a look at the road on the left and saw that just a little further in, there were bricks built up. It was a dead end. It seems that outside the bricks is the path that Menyoupin and his friends took from the right ear room to the left side room. I don't know why it was sealed by him. Is he afraid that something will come from the coffin?

But since he sealed it, the entrance to the thief's cave that finally escaped must be on the right. Menyouping had the same idea as me and pointed at me. The three of them continued climbing without saying a word.

To be honest, I haven’t crawled for such a long time in my entire life, and I was already sweating profusely. Climbing up ordinary dirt holes is not so tiring, mainly because there is nothing to support the knees, so there is no pain. Now there are bricks and rubbish below. Climbing on it is like being tortured. My knees feel hot. It seems that being a human being has its benefits. I have to strive to be a human being in my next life.

I was thinking wildly, but Mengyouping had stopped and made a gesture telling me to be silent. The fat man couldn't see in front of him and asked me softly: What's wrong?

I asked him to stop talking. At this time, Mengyoubo had already turned off the flashlight. Fatty and I were very understanding and turned it off immediately. Suddenly we were plunged into absolute darkness. I was very calm at this time, and my heartbeat didn’t even accelerate (thinking about it later, the experience of almost being caught in the wall just now had a great impact on me, and I have psychologically overcome my fear of ancient tombs). I don’t know about him yet. What is the intention? But in the ancient tomb, it is always right to listen to him.

We were quiet for a while, our breathing calmed down, and the sweat on our bodies dried. At this time, I heard something walking past on the top of the bricks, it seemed to be a person. I was shocked. It looked like there should be an apse or a corridor above us. Who is this person? Could it be Aning? Or the third uncle?

While I was guessing, I suddenly felt an itch on my back and neck, and I felt a thrill in my heart. I thought, could I also grow hair? I hurriedly reached back and touched it, and just then I touched a ball of wet stuff, which was stuck to my neck. I thought the fat man was squeezing over, so I cursed secretly, pushed hard, and pushed the thing back. When I stretched my hand back, I suddenly found that my nails were sticky and there was a faint fragrance.

I disgustedly applied these things to the bricks next to me, thinking that the fat man's prickly hair must have been sprayed with a lot of hair oil. If I find a source of water later, I will definitely have to wash it well. The oil on the fat man's head is still pointing. Maybe it was from a few months ago.

Just as I was thinking about it, my neck started to feel itchy again. I don't know what strange tricks this damn fat man was up to. I couldn't help but get angry, so I grabbed the thing and pushed it against the wall. At this time, I suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was this fat man's face so small? I carefully raised my body and touched it. My heart skipped a beat because those wet things seemed to be hair. I touched it twice more and found that the hair was all tangled together, and I was strangled when I put my hand in it. I swallowed and started sweating. Fatty people definitely don’t have that much hair. Whose hair does it belong to?

I thought of the clump of human-eating hair in the water tomb passage, and it became difficult to breathe. I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. That thing seemed to be only a few centimeters away from me. I would definitely catch his eye when I opened it. I couldn't withstand the stimulation. Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a slender wet hand suddenly touch my face. It was cold and the fingernails were very sharp. My scalp started to feel numb, and the flesh on my face trembled involuntarily.

The fingernails of that hand scratched my neck, and then they went away. After a while, I felt the thing's head come over, and the wet hair suddenly stuck to my face. I was so disgusted that I clenched my teeth and was ready to explode. Suddenly, at this moment, there was a female voice in the hair, very softly. She said in my ear: Who are you?

The voice was really very soft, but I heard it clearly, and I couldn't help but be surprised. At the same time, this woman's body leaned over and squeezed into my arms. Her slender hands put on my shoulders and then hugged my neck. I shivered instinctively, and I felt that this woman was very petite. Her mouth was pressed against my ear, and her breath was cold. I was completely stunned, and I heard her say again: Please hold me.

When I heard this sentence, I felt like I was possessed. Although my hands were still resisting, they didn't listen to my brain's command at all and immediately hugged her waist. What was even worse this time was that I suddenly felt that this woman was not wearing anything. The skin is cold but surprisingly smooth. I couldn't help but feel confused, and my face turned red. At this time, the woman's mouth had moved to my chin, touching it, as if cueing me to kiss her. I completely lost control, and just about to kiss her, Mengyoupin's flashlight suddenly lit up, and I suddenly saw the 'thing' in my arms. My scalp exploded, and all the hairs on my body stood up. In order to facilitate access, please remember bxwx novel network, your support is our greatest motivation!