"This dragon's tooth has extraordinary hardness and can easily pierce steel plates. Even diamond, which is said to be the hardest in the world, may not be able to compete with it." Uncle Chen said as he handed over the dragon's tooth.
I took the dragon tooth from Uncle Chen and realized that it was not as heavy as I thought. It was very light. It was such a hard material but so light. It was incredible. Could it be that it was really a dragon?
tooth?
While I was muttering, Uncle Chen suddenly took out a dagger from nowhere and stabbed my palm with lightning speed. I was unprepared and screamed in pain. When I looked again, I saw only my hand.
A large one-inch long gash was opened on his palm by a dagger, and blood poured out.
I was about to get angry, but Uncle Chen put away his dagger and said calmly: "It is said that the blood of a demon hunter can blend with the dragon's tooth, and only a demon hunter is worthy of possessing this dragon's tooth."
Only then did I understand his intentions, but his overbearing way was really unacceptable. I said angrily, "Can't you tell me if you want to use my blood for experiments? You have to do it cold and cold!"
Although I felt very unhappy, I obediently followed his instructions and dripped the blood from my palm on the dragon tooth. After a while, a magical scene appeared, and all my blood seeped into it.
Among the dragon's teeth, the dragon's teeth that were originally as white as jade gradually turned into light red.
I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was in a daze when Uncle Chen suddenly grabbed my bloody hand and shouted excitedly: "I finally found you!"
I lowered my head and saw that Uncle Chen's hand was covered with my blood. I was shocked and quickly pulled my hand back. I didn't want this old man to be poisoned by my blood.
I observed him anxiously for a while, but he didn't show any abnormal symptoms, and I felt a little relieved.
Uncle Chen walked to the side cabinet to get a gauze bandage to bandage my wound, but I still had doubts about what he said. I thought to myself, maybe it's because the so-called dragon's tooth itself has good water absorption.
?
There happened to be a cup of tea next to my hand, so I grabbed the teacup and dropped a few drops of tea on the dragon's tooth. Unexpectedly, those few drops of tea soon dripped along the dragon's tooth and fell to the ground.
It's like my blood seeped directly into it.
Uncle Chen happened to come over with gauze, saw this scene, and said with a smile: "In the past thirty years, I have tested the blood of thousands of people, and you are the only one whose blood has directly penetrated into it, so you don't have to
If you doubt it again, you are the descendant of the demon hunter, and this dragon's tooth will be yours from now on..."
Before he could finish speaking, I quickly interrupted him: "Wait a minute! You don't want me to be a witcher, do you?"
"Why not?"
"But why should I be a witcher?"
"Because you have the blood of a demon hunter flowing in your body, this is your destiny!" Uncle Chen replied with no doubt.
I thought for a while and asked, "What should the witcher do?"
"Uh..." Uncle Chen was immediately stunned by my question. He held it in for a long time before he said, "It's just about subduing demons and slaying demons!"
"My uncle is a yin-yang ghost hunter, isn't he also a demon hunter?"
"That's different!"
"What's the difference?"
"What the witcher has to deal with is definitely not an ordinary evil spirit."
"What is there to deal with?"
Uncle Chen was annoyed by my questions and was too lazy to answer me. After bandaging my hand, he put the dragon's tooth into my hand and said angrily: "I'm not a demon hunter. How could I know so much! If you were
If you want to find out, you have to find the answer yourself! In short, this dragon tooth is connected with your energy and blood, so I will give it to you."
I didn't want to refute him anymore, so I looked at the dragon's tooth in my hand and thought about it carefully. In fact, there is no harm in becoming a so-called witcher. At least I can get such a rare treasure.
I put the dragon's tooth into my satchel and asked, "So, am I a witcher now? I don't need to perform any rituals or anything like that?"
Uncle Chen glanced at me and said, "Since you were born a demon hunter, why do you need any rituals?" At this point, he turned his attention to the stone tablet on the table and picked up the stone.
Holding the card in his hand, his expression suddenly became sad as if he was recalling something.
I couldn't help but curiously asked: "Uncle Chen, how do you know the owner of this stone tablet and are you willing to help him fulfill his last wish?"
His lips moved slightly and he said slowly: "She is the only person I have ever loved in my life."
"What!? You mean, the owner of this stone tablet is a woman?" I couldn't help but be shocked. It was hard to imagine that a woman could be the legendary demon hunter.
Uncle Chen nodded and said, "That's right! She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Just like you, she also has the blood of a demon hunter flowing in her body."
"Is she your wife?"
Uncle Chen smiled bitterly: "I hope so, but unfortunately not! She once saved my life, and since then, I have fallen in love with her."
"Then how did she die?"
As soon as I asked this, Uncle Chen's expression immediately became painful. He clenched his fists and said with a trembling voice: "It was someone from the cult who killed her!"
"Cult!? Could it be the Black Demon Cult?" When I mentioned cult, I first thought of this evil organization.
Uncle Chen raised his head and looked at me in surprise: "Do you also know about the Black Evil Ghost Cult?"
"I know more than that, just a month ago, I almost died in their hands!" I said through gritted teeth.
"What!? What happened?" Uncle Chen asked quickly.
"This is a long story. Why would the people in the cult kill her?"
Uncle Chen asked me: "Don't you know why the Black Demon Sect exists?"
I shook my head and said, "Actually, I don't know much about the Black Demon Sect. I only know that a few recent cases are related to them."
Uncle Chen said: "The Heisha Ghost Sect believes in the Black Evil God. If there is another identity of the Black Evil God, you must know it."
"What is it?" I asked quickly.
"Chiyou!" Uncle Chen replied word for word.
My mind suddenly flashed: "Chi You!? Could it be that the Black Demon Sect is actually the group of evil spirits that the demon hunters want to deal with!?"
"You can say that, but it's not entirely true! Strictly speaking, the Black Demon Cult is not a real evil. At most, they can only be regarded as slaves whose minds are controlled by evil. Their purpose is to open the door to
The seal of the demon world, when the time comes, the demons will return to the world and rule the entire world."
"Why are you talking about the devil world again? Can you stop talking so mysteriously?"
Uncle Chen glanced at me and said, "I didn't say this, she told me when she was dying. I don't know whether it's true or not, but I believe she wouldn't lie to me."
"This is too mysterious. I don't believe it! In my opinion, it should just be people in the cult making up mysteries." Although I have seen all kinds of evil things, I still find it hard to believe what Uncle Chen said.
Uncle Chen did not argue with me. He stood up and said: "Believe it or not is your business, but there is only one truth. Since you are a demon hunter, you will figure it out one day. How should you face it then?
It's your fate!" When he said this, he suddenly thought of something, changed the topic and said, "By the way, do you really want to know your life experience?"
When I heard this, I nodded immediately.
He picked up the stone tablet and said to me: "She told me that this stone tablet is a symbol of the demon hunter's identity. Every demon hunter will have such a stone tablet on his body. He is born with it until death.
The card will be buried together with its owner.
The stone plate is equivalent to the nameplate of the witcher, and the words engraved on it are often the name of the owner of the stone plate. Therefore, if you want to know your life experience, you have to find another witcher. He may be able to tell you.
Something you want to know."
After listening to what Uncle Chen said, I was a little puzzled: "Since the stone tablet will be buried with its owner, why is this stone tablet in your hand?"
Uncle Chen's lips twitched slightly and said, "Because this is the only thing she left behind, I have to keep it as a thought." After saying that, he put the stone tablet into the wooden box again and held it as a treasure.
In arms.
I wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly there was movement outside the gate and the sound of rapid footsteps.
Uncle Chen stood up and took a look outside: "The boss is here!" He turned around and said to me: "About you being a demon hunter, remember not to tell anyone, so as not to get into trouble."
I nodded quickly.
Soon, Mr. Long Wu hurried in with a few people. He looked anxious, glanced at Uncle Chen and me, nodded slightly, said nothing, and went straight to Wang Hai's room.
I took another look behind Mr. Long Wu, and suddenly I found that Wen Qingshan was also following me.
I immediately stepped forward and said, "Boss Wen, why are you here?"
Wen Qingshan saw me and said with a smile: "I just like to join in the fun. I happened to have something to do with Mr. Long Wu. I heard that Wang Hai was possessed by an evil spirit, so I came over to have a look! I didn't expect you to be there too. Is he okay?
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"He wasn't possessed by an evil spirit, but lost his soul. But it's no longer a serious problem now!"
Wen Qingshan was about to say something else when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Uncle Chen standing next to me. The smile on his face suddenly froze and he blurted out: "Are you Ghost Eye Chen!?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Chen's face changed slightly, but then he returned to his usual indifferent expression. He said lightly: "You got the wrong person, I'm just an old man watching the door!" After that, he stopped paying attention to Wen.
Qingshan walked towards the villa gate alone with the black wooden box in his arms.
Wen Qingshan turned his head and looked at his back, thoughtfully.