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Chapter 209 Empty Shell

The back of my hand was a little itchy and didn't feel itchy, but I pinched it with my fingers, and it hurt so much that I almost turned over from the platform. I hurriedly turned on the spotlight on my helmet. The back of my hand was close to my wrist, and two or three small black and green granulites grew. If I didn't touch it, I would just feel a little itchy. But it hurts like a slight tearing down the flesh when I touched it. The bone marrow in my arm was carried together and hurt. I hurriedly checked the rest of my body and everything was normal.

At this time, Shirley Yang, Fatty and others also turned on the light source. I asked them to see if there was anything wrong with it, but except for me, Shirley Yang, Uncle Ming, and Fatty were fine.

This is really strange. Since everyone arrived at this Black Tiger Xuantan, they have not separated for a half step. Why is it just that my body is abnormal? If I don’t think of some solutions, I will probably grow "blood bait red flowers".

Just when I ignored it, I found that A Xiang was lying beside me and was unconscious. Her nose was bleeding. Half of her face was covered with green granulation. There were some on her hands. Sometimes, A Xiang would bleeding from her nose when she saw something she didn't want to see. Just now in the cave outside, she just saw the "blood bait red flower" and her nose began to fall into blood. This phenomenon has happened before and has not attracted our attention.

Now I understand that the "blood bait" that spreads death-borne plants spread invisible pollen in the air. Once they touch the blood on the skin, they will spread and grow. From the first sight of A Xiang, she was already infected with blood poison.

Just now, when everyone was lying on the stone platform to observe the movements below, Axiang suddenly found that her nose was bleeding, so she grabbed my wrist and wanted to tell me that the blood was stained on the back of my hand. Then she fell into a coma. I thought she saw something below, but she didn't expect such an accident.

Shirley Yang wanted to help A Xiang stop bleeding, so I quickly told Shirley Yang not to touch the blood. Press A Xiang's upper ear bone with his fingers, which can also stop the nose bleeding. If the blood pressure on the left nostril is pressed on the right ear, the right ear is pressed on the left ear, but no matter what, the blood on her body cannot be affected.

"Blood bait" is interpreted in Yin and Yang Feng Shui as a place where the corpse dies but does not rot, and the qi and blood remain unswept. Over the years, not only does the corpse slowly begin to expand and become larger, but also produces flesh flowers every twelve hours. It's okay for dead people to grow this thing. If this thing grows in the body of a living person, they can only face two choices. The first is to escape from far away. Leaving this place where the corpse is too angry, the blood bait will naturally be cured without treatment. However, this area is the Abyss of the Ancestral Dragon, which only depends on the No. 11, and it is difficult to escape far in a short period of time. Then, stay here, and when this blood bait, called "Fruit of Life", blooms and bears fruit, the living person will become a swelling corpse.

Uncle Ming saw that her goddaughter had three souls and seven souls were scattered, and his life was only in an instant, and he said with a sad face: "Are you wrong? This time it's really over. The maid and bodyguards are gone, his wife is gone, and the glacier crystal corpse is gone. Now even his goddaughter is going to die..."

I said to Uncle Ming: "Don't howl for now, I have blood bait on my hands. You can't bear to part with your goddaughter, and I can't bear to part with myself. You should find a way now. Don't Tibetan villagers often say such a saying - tears that fill the beach are shed, it's better to come up with a way as big as a button."

When Uncle Ming heard that there was still some help, he quickly asked me: "So you have a way? Sure enough, Brother Hu is confident and calm in the face of danger, and he doesn't know how to go out? Please make it clear to relieve my foolishness. If I can really save Axiang, I am willing to marry my goddaughter to you. In the future, we will be a family..."

I didn't answer, and snorted coldly in my heart. The old Hong Kong farmer was afraid that I would leave him alone in danger and wanted to marry me. He was too underestimated. This kind of gimmick might be useful to scare the fat man.

Unexpectedly, the fat man was not stupid at all, and said to Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, if you really feel sorry for A Xiang, you are willing to take such a big risk to Tibet? Why don't your two precious sons come with you to help? It's really almost done if you are not your biological son."

The fat man was not like me, and he had no scruples when he spoke. These words just now really hit Uncle Ming’s pain point. Uncle Ming was irrefutable, his face turned blue and red, and he looked very embarrassed.

I hit the fat man with my elbow and told him to stop talking. In fact, Uncle Ming is still good to A Xiang. Of course, if it was his biological daughter, he would definitely not be willing to bring her to such a harsh environment in Kunlun Mountain. People are not sages and they are selfish, so it is no wonder that he is.

Shirley Yang saw that we were almost quarreling on the stone platform despite A Xiang's life and death. While holding A Xiang's ear bones to stop bleeding, he said to us: "Don't argue, everything in the world reconciles and complements each other. Within five steps of the belly snake, there must be detoxification weeds. The green animal below feeds on blood bait. There must be something in its body that can detoxify the toxicity of the blood bait, or because it eats some of the rest of the cave..."

I nodded and said, "If you walk three steps, you can accomplish three things. If you squat and don't move, you can only starve to death. Fatty, go down and catch the little guy with green hair." After saying that, he threw two cold fireworks off the stone platform. The puppy-like animal below was lying on the ground eating the last few fruits on the corpse. If you don't do it, it may have to drill back into the gap in the cave after eating.

The fat man took advantage of the light of the cold fireworks and saw the situation below clearly. He wanted to save trouble, so he took out his pistol and shot it. The fat man pulled out his gun, opened the security, put on the bullet, and covered it accurately. The shooting was almost done at the same time. I thought it was too late to stop him, so he hurriedly raised his arm. The fat man shot the hole wall just now.

The bullets hit the gravel and the shock was quite loud. The little animal, which seemed to be blind and stupid, was also alarmed and turned around and crawled back. I said to the fat man, "Don't kill it, catch the alive first." As he said, he jumped off the stone platform and landed on the male corpse below, blocking its way.

The stone platform was not too high. The fat man turned his body back and climbed down. He clamped the green-haired puppy in the middle with me one after another. Both of them pulled out engineers to shovel it. This thing seemed stupid and stupid, and only knew to keep eating raw fruits, but his limbs were thick and seemed to have enough strength. At this time, it felt blocked from front to back and forth, and kept spinning around in the spot. A big mouth on his face, like a snakehead, was blatant and emitting a fishy smell.

The little beast is full of flesh folds and green hairs all over it. I have never heard of such an animal in the world. Fatty and I preconceived it. We always think that this thing may be a zombie, but it is too different from humans. Maybe it is a zombie that some kind of beast becomes after death. Since its body is in a black, green and fishy state, it must be poisonous. However, its body is just the size of an ordinary puppy, and it seems that it is not difficult to capture it alive.

The little beast turned around twice, aimed at the fat man, and opened his mouth and rushed forward. The fat man took the engineer's shovel and slapped it, and was hitting it on its head. Although the little beast was very thick in flesh, it was hit by the engineer's shovel. It was also in a brutal pain. It jumped up and threw the fat man to the ground. The fat man stuffed the black donkey's hooves forward and tucked it into its mouth.

The animal, like a dog, had never tasted the taste of a black donkey's hoof. It should not be delicious. It kept shaking its head and wanted to spit out the black donkey's hoof. The fat man pressed his head against its mouth and grabbed its forelimbs with both hands. Both sides used their own force and stood up.

I caught up from behind, wrapped the little monster's mouth with tape for more than a dozen times, and tied its legs and feet with ropes.

I pulled the fat man out of the ground, and the fat man said to me, "This thing is much easier to deal with than imagined. Maybe it has nothing to do except eat or sleep every day, but what is this? I don't think it looks like a dog."

When Uncle Ming and Shirley Yang saw that we were successful, they immediately took A Xiang down from the stone platform. I looked at the blood bait granulation on the back of my hand. In this time, they had grown twice as much. A Xiang's condition was much worse than mine. If I didn't rescue him as soon as possible, I would probably not be able to save my life.

The fat man kicked the animal we caught: "Can this guy be used as an antidote? Look at how ugly it looks, it can't keep the flesh and blood in the body from poison. Is it necessary to fight the poison with poison?"

Shirley Yang said: "I don't know what this animal is, but there are only two possibilities. One is that the things that are secreted in the body can resolve blood, or the environment where it lives or the other food it eats can be combined with toxicity. If you search near this cave, you may get something."

We didn't dare to delay and looked at the bottom of the cave separately. I walked under the huge iceberg crystal stone. There were a large number of Tantric symbols engraved on the stone. Before I could see what the graphics on the stone had, I first discovered something strange under the stone. It turned out that we looked like a mahogany coffin was pressed on it, but under the large crystal, there was an empty turtle shell with red background and black patterns. It was pressed by the stone for a long time. The giant turtle may have died and rotted.

Uncle Ming also saw this empty turtle shell. Red-bottomed and black-patterned tortoise shell is extremely rare. Legend has it that "Fenglin Dragon Turtle" is a four-spirited beast. Among them, the turtle is a thousand-year-old turtle whose color turns dark red on the single-finger shell. Uncle Ming thoughtfully, looked back at the animal caught by the fat man, and hurriedly said to me: "This time it is developed... that thing is not a dog's zombie, but a molting turtle. A Xiang is saved."

Seeing that Uncle Ming was too excited and a little incoherent, I asked him to calm down and explain it clearly. What can be saved when he is developed?

Uncle Ming didn't bother to say anything else. He first cut off a piece of the turtle shell with a shovel, mashed it and applied it to the place where A Xiang and I had blood bait. It was cool and the bones were penetrated, and the numbness and itch on the skin was relieved a lot.

Seeing that A Xiang was out of danger, Uncle Ming told us that when Peter Huang was a pirate, he intercepted a passenger ship, but strangely, all the people on the ship had died. Many mushroom-shaped blood algae grew on the many corpses in the ship warehouse. The pirates killed a big water lizard on the ship, but many people also encountered the blood of the corpse, and their lives were still alive. The pirate boss was familiar with the things in the sea and knew that there might be something hidden on the ship, so he ordered people to search carefully. Sure enough, a turtle shell caught in the container was found in the warehouse. The old turtle that could molt must have eaten special things in the water, and turned into sperm, killing everyone on the ship. Where it crawled, the deceased would grow meat and flesh grass on the body. After being eaten, the deceased lost all the essence and blood, and became mummy. In the abyss under the dragon's top, it was probably too angry, so blood bait could be grown repeatedly on a corpse.

Its shell is a treasure, and all poisons can be cured. It is hard to find in the world. This whole turtle shell cannot be said to be a sky-high price, but a priceless treasure. At that time, the pirates killed each other because of fighting for this thing, and killed many people. Peter Huang almost gave up his life. It was at that time that Uncle Ming saved Peter Huang at the sea and only then did he know from him that there was such a shed turtle. When he took people back to find it again, the pirate's ship had already exploded and sank, so he had to return in disappointment.

Later, after a long time, I gradually forgot about this incident. Now I see the empty turtle shell pressing under the crystal stone, the texture and color are extremely comparable. Then I think back, it seems that people still have to accumulate good deeds. At the beginning, they saved Peter Huang's life by a simple work, but now they have saved their goddaughter because of this. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Doing more good deeds will bring good rewards.

When the fat man heard that this thing is so valuable, he quickly tried to dig out all the turtle shells from below. I thought to myself that Uncle Ming said it at the end, and he went back to the words and attacked me indirectly. Maybe he lacked enough sincerity between people in Hong Kong and Nanyang, but always saying this really made me disgusted. He would find opportunities to scare him half-death in the future. So he temporarily said to Uncle Ming: "I don't see the mountain and don't know how to ask the old man. There are very few people who are omniscient and omnipotent, and even fewer people who are incompetent. Or you, the old man, are knowledgeable and we have never heard of such strange stories..."
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