Daomu Biji

I don't know if these hairs are stuck to my wound or if they are really growing out of it, but no matter how it got in, it makes me feel very uncomfortable, and I have a strong and uncontrollable desire. I want to pull these hairs out. However, as long as the hair is pulled, the entire wound will hurt. The pain is very deep, and it is obvious that there are hairs deep in the wound.

If after I fell down, the pottery fragments scratched my wound and brought the hair in, it might have been like this. However, I gritted my teeth and tried to pull the hair out, and even the flesh inside was pulled out. But couldn't pull it out. And after pulling it, the depth of the wound will immediately itch, as if hair is growing inside.

Xiaohua also felt creepy when she saw my wounds. I thought about what he said and felt the smell of his blood crawling onto his body, and realized that it was possible that these hairs were really alive. If they were really in my They grow in the wounds, and when I imagine them crawling all over my body along my blood vessels and nerves, I want to chop off my hands immediately.

If I died and someone opened my skull and found that my brain was covered with hair, it would be such a weird scene that it could be made into a horror movie.

Xiaohua calmed me down, while he pulled out his dagger, sterilized it with a small torch, and then asked me to lie down. He sat on my shoulders, stepped on my wrist, and asked me: "What do you think of the show?" How was the show?"

This is an incomprehensible sentence. If it were other people, they would be stunned for a moment, but I knew immediately that he wanted to divert my attention. Instead, he immediately focused all his attention on the palm of his hand. Almost at the same time, I felt a burst of energy in my palm. The sharp pain, the sharp pain of the hot dagger tip piercing my wound, was all poured into my memory without even falling to the ground.

Xiaohua's movements were very fast. I was sure that no matter how bad my wound was inside, he was not affected in any way. The severe pain only lasted for more than thirty seconds before he let go of my hand.

Blood flowed from my wound, but my hair was gone. Xiaohua showed me the tip of his dagger. On it was a small piece of pottery shard the size of a fingernail. There was also something similar to my flesh stuck to it. Hair, pottery shards and flesh. Almost entwined.

Putting it under the firelight, I could clearly see that the hairs grew from the pottery pieces and actually passed through the muscle tissue.

"It should have grown out of the pottery shards, but the growth seems to have stopped," he said.

"Stop, how did you know?"

"See for yourself." He asked me to look at the pottery sherd. "Although these muscles are entangled with hair, all the hair strands have grown outside your body and have not grown inside your body."

I looked at it, and sure enough, it's just like hair transplantation. The thing inserted into your scalp has no roots.

It's just a fixed point. But since the hairs were so clearly cut through my muscles, they must have grown after the potsherds became embedded in my wounds.

"Would it be poisonous or something? You'd better help me get it all out first."

He said nothing, but showed a strange expression. He put the piece of pottery on the inside of the iron coat stained red by his blood, and put it down. Not long after, the hair suddenly started to twist slightly, moving towards the blood-stained part. Stab slowly in the heavy direction. Then start rolling.

I thought to myself, what kind of hair is this? It’s like thin threads like a locust.

He looked at it, then looked at my wound, and said it was strange.

"This thing is very sensitive to blood. If I hadn't had this iron suit just now, my wound would have been filled with hair. However, if these hairs are bloodthirsty, then after entering your wound, they should grow wildly along your blood vessels. They should be burrowing in. But you can see that the hairs in your wounds are growing outward, obviously they want to escape from your body."

"Escape?" I wondered.

Just watch him take my hand, pull it over the iron coat, and then squeeze my wound. A few drops of blood drip from the wound and onto my hair. I can see those hairs twisting and retreating quickly. Let's go.

I looked at it, feeling a little confused, hey, what's going on? Just listen to him: "Now I know why the old lady asked me to take you."

Xiaohua's expression was very emotional. I wonder what that means.

He said: "Your name is indeed not chosen casually. Your blood is very special."

"Very special blood?" I remembered what Master Liang said to me back then, "You mean I've eaten Qilin Blood Drainage?"

"I don't know the specifics. Qilin blood is only a possibility. How this kind of blood is produced is still a mystery." He said, "I didn't expect you to have such a physique. Are you born with it or later?"

I thought it must have happened later, but I never paid attention to my blood problems before I went to Qixinglu Palace. I had always been normal during physical examinations at school. But, who knows, I never encountered these things when I was in school.

He heated the dagger with fire and continued to treat my other wounds. He said at the same time: "The old lady must know. It seems that she has planned it, but why didn't she tell me?"

I also mentioned this detail during my narration at that time, but I don’t know if the old woman really arranged for me and Xiaohua to come here because she knew this detail. I am not sure, because I am so bloody. It is almost as effective as Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword, and cannot be relied on.

"What exactly is Qilin's blood?" I asked him, remembering the blood from Menyou Bottle. As soon as I finished asking, the tip of the dagger dug into my foot. The pain made me almost shrink.

After a while he picked out a piece of stuff and showed it to me. While saying: "I don't know, I just heard a lot of legends. It is said that someone has studied it before. The mechanism of blood formation is very strange. It seems that everyone is different. My dad said that one possibility is osmosis. People who have taken traditional Chinese medicine for many years will have a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine all over their body. Similarly, for people who smoke all year round, the smell of smoke is difficult to remove. If you take a bath with radar insecticide every day, you can achieve the same effect."

I thought it was too fussy, but the method he mentioned was similar to incense, which was also used by ancient people to treat body odor. It is said that Concubine Yang had body odor and took baths with traditional Chinese medicine every day. In the Qing Dynasty, there was a concubine named Xiang Fei. It is said that she also grew up surrounded by flower petals and spices, so she had a strange fragrance. However, Menyou Ping and I didn't smell any peculiar smell, and I didn't believe that a small piece of Qilin Blood Drainage was so effective.

"I've heard of another possibility. Do you know what the medicine man said?"

I shook my head. I was reselling antiques, and I was not familiar with medicine.

He rinsed it with a water bottle, wring out the blood and sweat on his sweatshirt, and then used it to cover my wound. He said: "In ancient times, some alchemists would keep some medicine men, or alchemists, and most of these people were lunatics." Or slaves, used to experiment with elixirs, because many elixirs are highly poisonous. In order to make such people resist the poison, the alchemists will feed them small doses of poison every day, so that the bodies of these people can slowly adapt to the poison. These people eat There are all kinds of medicines, so their physiques will be very abnormal. Especially their blood will be very different from ordinary people."

I said, "My dad is not that perverted. I grew up eating rice. Don't tell me that my dad uses arsenic for cooking and mercury for soy sauce."

Just after I finished speaking, I felt another sharp pain in my foot, and I almost shrank.

"Anyway, this is very good news for me. I believe my mother-in-law arranged it this way on purpose. If you and the black-faced god both have this kind of blood, it is very reasonable. The two of them should use it separately. They use it in large groups. A large one, I'll use a small one here. And obviously, you have a very good mind, which can make up for your lack of physical strength." He held my feet down.

"You *** don't seem to have any special physical strength. I would say that you are better at crawling and jumping." I said angrily.

"Since China's tombs entered the era of complete burial systems, the primary quality of the profession of fighting and sweeping the sand is a sensitive and flexible body. It is not often that you encounter such a terrifying scene." At this time, he looked back. Look at me with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" I gritted my teeth.

He said: "I'm sorry, I accidentally cut off your blood vessel."! ~!