The knife is polished more and more on the whetstone. Look at this knife. It doesn't hook or bend. It looks crooked. I don't know what it is used for. When I think about it, I will use it on myself later.
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Ci Min's face turned pale and he was so frightened that he peed on the spot.
"Sir, sir, is there any way to make me die now?"
Isn't Cimin afraid of death? Of course he is, but when he thinks about his current state, when he waits for the knife to be cut, it will be worse than death, and his heart almost breaks.
The effect of boiling blood is that you are not afraid of bleeding, and the more seriously injured you are, the more conscious you will be.
If it were a battle, it would be a top-notch magical medicine. Especially for those melee masters, if one pill was taken, it would be as powerful as a few nannies behind a berserk warrior.
But this scene... to Ci Min, it was poison that was worse than death.
At this time, Mr. Urgent's legs were weak, and he muttered to himself: "It's over, it's over, this thing is a demon, not a fairy, why is there such an evil thing here!!"
They had heard that there were many shady things in the ghost market, but they didn't expect that they would come across this thing when they walked into a random shop.
After hearing Ci Min's words, Mr. Urgent still didn't know what the effect of the Wulingzhi he had just eaten was, so he said angrily: "No, I heard that biting your tongue can kill yourself. Can you try it?"
When Ci Min heard this, he thought this was a bullshit idea.
Biting your tongue to commit suicide is nonsense, not to mention the fact that it has the effect of boiling your blood.
Just when the two of them were discussing how to die more quickly later, the Demonic Ghost actually set up a small pot next to them.
There was already boiling wax oil in the small pot, and before the two of them knew what it was about to do.
A ghost picked up a knife and an iron spoon, walked straight in front of Ci Min, and looked at Ci Min.
He looked straight between Ci Min's legs and pointed at the third leg. The white mouse actually nodded and eagerly picked up a pair of chopsticks, as if he was waiting to enjoy the delicious food.
Good guy, are you ready to eat hot pot?
In fact, there is a forbidden dish among the people, called donkey meat. This dish is very particular. The live donkey is fixed and there is a boiling oil pan next to it. The eater specifies a certain part to eat, and the chef peels off that piece of donkey skin to reveal the meat.
Fresh meat, use a wooden spoon to ladle boiling soup over the piece of meat, and then cut it up for the diners to eat. The diners listen to the donkey's screams while eating the donkey meat with flavor.
Now the white mice eat it the same way, but the donkey is replaced by a human, and the oil is replaced by wax.
Ci Min's face turned pale, and tears came to his eyes as he watched the demon slowly pick up a spoon and fish out a spoonful of boiling wax oil in the pot: "Then... you... you... shave off your hair, otherwise it will get pricked."
Mouth!"
The ghost grinned, why did he need to shave? This wax oil is not vegetable oil. If you pour it on and stain the hair, it will burn immediately. When the fire is out, the wax liquid will cool down and wrap the meat in it, and it can still be preserved.
Water prevents nutrients from evaporating, which is a wonderful process.
The white mouse beside him was already hungry and thirsty. His beards on both sides were trembling and squeaking, urging the ghost to cook quickly. Suddenly his ears twitched and he turned around in confusion.
"Meow!!"
A big white cat jumped out of nowhere. I don't know if it was flying or jumping. It swooped towards it.
"Squeak!"
Even though the mouse had become a spirit, he was scared to his core when he saw the cat. Seeing the big white cat rushing towards him, he panicked and quickly picked up the mirror he had just taken and pointed it at the big cat.
As a result, taking a photo was of no use at all. The mouse was so frightened that its beard trembled. It was too late to get anything else, so it had to run away.
While running, he hurriedly asked those ghosts to help catch him.
The demon's movements are fast, but he can't match the agility of a cat. He can dodge left and right from time to time and even give you another spin and drift, which is simply not something a normal cat can do.
"cat!!"
Seeing the chaos in front of them, Ci Min and Mr. Ji Ming couldn't help but widen their eyes, thinking that this was God's blessing and sent a magical cat to save them??
But when I took a closer look, I realized something was wrong. It was not a real cat, it was clearly a paper cat, and it was made to look lifelike.
"Made of paper??" The two of them were hip-to-hip facing each other, feeling greatly surprised.
The paper cat jumped up and down, easily dodging the attack of the demon, and getting closer and closer to the white mouse. It was so dexterous that it was unbelievable.
"Paper control!"
Finally, Mr. Urgent seemed to have remembered something. He looked around and saw Xu Tong hiding in the shadows. He suddenly realized that this was right.
It's not God opening his eyes, it's Xu Tong controlling this paper cat.
I could see his fingers slightly raised, as if he was commanding from a distance, commanding the cat as if it was really alive.
In addition to his proficiency in paper control, there is also the 20% control ability bonus brought by the [Star Eye Tribulation] ring, which makes him even more powerful.
Controlling the big cat, he forced the white mouse to run towards him in a few clicks.
Seeing the mouse running towards him, Xu Tong suddenly stretched out a foot and stepped forward.
The white mouse didn't know how long it had lived. When it saw a foot suddenly popping out, it kicked its limbs and jumped directly into the air. There was a hint of sarcasm in its two pairs of human-like black eyes.
Do you think that you are also a mouse after all, and can you trip over your feet?
However, the next moment, the white mouse couldn't feel happy anymore. He stared at the figure jumping out from the corner with wide eyes, smiled and bowed to him respectfully with both hands.
This... hasn’t celebrated the New Year yet?
Before the white mouse could even think about it, it was knocked straight up by a mountain buckle. Immediately, its head was dizzy, the world was spinning, and it fell from the air on its head.
However, he didn't fall to the ground. Instead, his tail hurt, and Xu Tong grabbed it and held it in his hand.
As soon as the white mouse was caught by Xu Tong, the ghosts who followed behind him were stunned and did not dare to come forward.
"OK!!"
Seeing Xu Tong grabbing the tail of the smelly rat, Ci Min's face flushed with excitement, as if he had seen the national football team finally advance to the World Cup.
The urging man's ears were almost deafened. He glared at him angrily and said, "What the hell are you talking about? Have you forgotten what we are here to do? Do you think he will let us go?"
You would say that if it fell into the hands of a mouse, they would die at most, but if it fell into the hands of this little devil, it would be even worse for him than death.
"Hehehe... That's just you, okay, we are different!" Cimin said while suppressing his joy.
They are indeed different. The interests between players are eternal. As long as you take out enough interests, it is not wishful thinking to exchange your own life.
Xu Tong calmly controlled the big cat and stuffed the mouse into the cat's belly. The cat jumped in front of the huge oil pan.
As long as these ghosts make the slightest move, he will control the paper cat to jump into the cauldron and give the white mouse a good bath.
Then he walked up to the two of them unhurriedly, and when he saw the two of them being honest with each other, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh: "I'm really embarrassed if you do this."
"Stop talking nonsense, kill me if you want, and give me and my husband a good time." Mr. Urgent raised his neck, as if he wanted to kill or cut him up.
"No, who are you and me? You are you and I am me, okay." Cimin was afraid that Xu Tong would treat the two of them equally, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to disassociate himself from Mr. Urgent.
This made Mr. Urgent very angry. If she hadn't tied him hip to hip and back to back, she would have given him a kick no matter what.
"Brothers, brothers, we are all players, give me a way to survive, you can choose whatever you want from my prop book."
Ci Min shouted to Xu Tong.
Unexpectedly, Xu Tong didn't care about him at all. He strode up to the monk's body and carefully measured it. He saw that the monk's skin and hair were fresh and his skin was still soft and elastic when he poked it with his fingers. It didn't feel like he was dead at all.
, just like falling asleep.
I jumped on the dragon's head and took another look, and found that there was a piece of Sanskrit written on the monk's back. I don't know what it was written on. The golden light looked like gold embedded in his skin.
However, Xu Tong took a closer look and found that the monk's cause of death was not sitting down normally, but a nail being driven into his spine from the neck.
This is a bit interesting. I took out [Qingyun Yishu Lu] and looked through it a few times, and I found a similar article.
It is said that Mr. Song, a middle-aged man, once went to the south and met a former colleague. The colleague invited him to be a guest in the newly purchased house, which was a high-rise building.
High-rise buildings were a new thing at that time. Mr. Song happily went to see what they looked like, but when he went in, he found something was wrong.
The structure of that building is very strange. The elevators are placed in four directions, and the corridors cross left and right, forming a tic-tac-toe.
When I entered my friend's house again, I found that the house was very dark, and the windows in the left and right bedrooms had no light and no ventilation.
There was only one window that could see light, but the light shone into the room, but it was unusually cold.
Mr. Song realized that something was wrong, so he went to explore the building with his friends. Sure enough, he found a problem on the ninth floor. The ninth floor turned out to be a huge space with a coffin inside.
They took the risk to open the coffin and took a look. The corpse in the coffin was covered with green hair, and there was a big iron nail behind it.
This is Maoshan's corpse-raising technique. A cursed nail is driven into the spine to prevent the soul from leaving the body. Combined with the secret technique, the corpse can never rot or even turn into a zombie.
The book does not say what happened next, leaving only one sentence: "If you encounter someone, retreat, how evil!"
It seems that this monk is also in the same situation, but I don't know who left his body in this horrible place, and actually let the rats eat all the internal organs in the chest.
"Looks like he's unlucky too!"
As he spoke, he squatted down and poked his head into the monk's belly to take a look. He saw that the white mouse had really made a house inside, with all sorts of messy things inside.
Xu Tong casually picked up a small box, opened it and saw a stinky smell coming out. He quickly closed it, thinking that it couldn't be a mouse's toilet.
After throwing it into the props, I found that it was the Wulingzhi that Cimin and the others had eaten. Of course, it was not as fresh as what they had eaten, but the effect was the same.
"this……"
Looking at the properties of Wulingzhi, Xu Tong was confused. Whether to eat this thing or not is a question.
Just go and cut off the hemorrhoids with Tang Monk. When you look at the cut hemorrhoids, will you consider immortality?
Xu Tong put this issue behind his mind for the time being and kept it for now. At worst, he could lose the exhibition in exchange for a large sum of script points.
He glanced around and saw the mirror that the white mouse had picked up before. His eyes suddenly lit up, he picked up the mirror and threw it into the prop book.
When he saw the entry in the props book, Xu Tong's eyes suddenly lit up. This is a good thing!
