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Chapter 397: Fleeing (7)

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"Whatever you want to borrow, as long as it can cure Chen Mo, I can take out anything on my body." I looked at Crazy Bamboo and said seriously.

"I need 5 drops of your blood to moisten the needle." Madman Zhu's eyes suddenly shifted from Chen Mo to mine, making me suddenly feel a little uneasy.

"Five drops of blood? When will my blood be able to cure diseases?" I asked a little doubtfully.

"Do you really think that there are really water ghosts in the swamp of the Chen family? Those are all words made up by the old man of the Chen family to deceive the children." After Madman Bamboo said this, a word appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wipe away a faint smile.

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"If not, then where did these dense bruises on Chen Mo's body come from?" I said.

"Of course it's a swamp." Crazy Bamboo didn't know what he was talking about with me.

"Didn't you say that there are no water ghosts in the swamp at all, and then now you said that the bruises on Chen Mo's body were due to the swamp? Isn't this very contradictory?" I looked at the bamboo madman and said with a little disdain.

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"How can there be any contradiction in this? Madman Bamboo just put something in the water in the swamp, so the Cheruki pill you wear on your hand will form a defensive effect for you. Where in this world can it be

What kind of ghost? The most terrifying ghosts are always created by humans."

The bamboo madman took out the silver needles from the cloth bag one by one, and then put them on the alcohol lamp to burn and sterilize them. He whispered in a low voice. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself or talking to me.

It turns out that Quegui Pills can resist the drugs in the swamp that were deliberately added by my grandfather, so my body will not be affected.

"This old man from the Chen family is really biased. He has kept the fire insects in the beeswax coffin for decades, and just gave them all to your grandson. He really didn't leave any of them to his own grandson.

." Crazy Bamboo said, looking at me with interest.

I was stared at by him and Mo, and I was a little overwhelmed, as if I had snatched something that should have belonged to Chen Mo.

"Okay, we've gone too far. Are you willing to take out these five drops of blood?" Crazy Bamboo brought the topic back.

"No problem, let alone 5 drops of blood, I'm willing to give all my blood to Chen Mo." I said, stretched out my hand, and rolled up my sleeves.

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"No, 5 drops of blood is enough. Take 1 drop of blood from each of your palms, soles, and the Tianling Cover." Crazy Bamboo said quietly, and then he took out a small stick of silver from the small cloth bag.

Needle.

My heart suddenly twitched, it was these 5 places again.

My aunt had injected me with a needle in each of these five places before and secretly poisoned me, which is why the following series of things happened.

Therefore, when I hear these 5 places, my heart can't help but "thump".

"Why, just now you swore that all the blood in your body would be dedicated to the Chen family. It's okay for this kid. Now that he's serious about it, are you backing out?" After the bamboo madman finished speaking, there was a trace in the end of his voice.

sneer.

"Who said I gave up? As long as I can save Chen Mo, I can do anything. It's just that these five places are so special. I don't know what you used it for after taking the blood, or whether you really went to save Chen Mo.

." The more I spoke, the less confident I became, so the volume became smaller and smaller accordingly.

"Then you should think about it yourself. If you still think that I took these 5 drops of blood for use elsewhere, then you don't have to use the blood to moisten the needle. However, I am not sure about the outcome of this treatment." Zhu.

The madman put the silver needle that he had already taken out into the small cloth bag.

"Hey, don't, don't, don't, I just," I saw that he didn't seem to want to treat Chen Mo anymore, I panicked instantly, swallowed my saliva and said, "I was just nervous for a moment, so the wording may be a bit inappropriate.

Please don't argue with me. If you want to take blood, just give me an injection. I will never say another word."

After Crazy Bamboo stared at me with great interest for a short while, I was a little panicked by the sight, and when I didn't know where to turn my eyes, he finally spoke slowly: "Although you are a kind-hearted kid, in the end,

He grew up under the hands of that bastard Zhou Shide, so

You have learned more or less from the cunningness of the old fox. My child, let me tell you, the most important thing for a person walking in this world is to watch his own heart at this moment. There are many temptations and desires.

It’s so big that one often loses sight of judgment.”

As he spoke, he took out the silver needle from the small cloth bag again. It was a small silver needle about 20 centimeters long. It was very tough. Crazy Bamboo held the needle on his fingertips.

The entire needle body was shaking constantly.



"When I take blood, it may hurt a little. You have to be patient for a while. If you really can't hold it in anymore, just hum. I will stop immediately and withdraw the needle." Crazy Bamboo said.

While holding it, use a small wax paper dipped in alcohol to gently wipe the small silver needle.

"It's okay, I have thick skin and can withstand pain, so feel free to prick me." I said, bending down and taking off the socks on my feet.

Who would have thought that Crazy Bamboo suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was looking at an ignorant child: "I was just testing you just now. Don't worry, Wen's Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles are the same as those of the Yu Family in the Northeast."

different,

The Yu family has evil intentions, and they will still harm others and themselves after all, and they will not survive for three generations. The Wen family's thirteen needles in the ghost gate are only for saving people, never harming others. Open your clothes, and what I want to take is your 1

It’s just a drop of my heart’s blood.”

"Heart bleeding? You mean, you want to take blood from my heart?" I asked.

"Yes, the cold air of this child of the Chen family has already approached his internal organs. If there is no extremely hot thing flowing into his veins to neutralize the cold air in his body, I am afraid Hua Tuo will not be able to save him even if he is still alive.

Do you think that the Queki Pill on your arm can really ensure that you come out of the ice cellar intact? The most important thing is because

The fire bugs that Old Man Chen has raised for decades are all melted into your skin. Therefore, you are like putting on a layer of water-repellent mink fur when it is snowing heavily. It is waterproof and moisture-proof, so it is

There was no harm from the ice cellar." Crazy Bamboo said slowly, while his eyes kept looking up and down at the long silver needle in his hand.

Even though Chen Mo knew that I was protected by the Fire Sky Insect, he gave me the only Queki Pill.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in my heart.

"Uncle Wen, please take blood and try your best to revive Chen Mo." I said to Madman Zhu in a very calm tone, but my heart was already in turmoil.

As I said this, I took off my entire top.

After hearing what I said, Crazy Bamboo didn't speak. Instead, he held the silver needle in his hand and walked towards me slowly.

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He walked over to me, pulled over a bamboo stool, and sat down face to face with me.

"Zhou Cang, take this small bottle." He pointed to a small porcelain bottle placed on the bamboo table. "When I take out the needle later, the needle tip will bring a drop of new blood from your heart."

Bring it out, and your hands must be quick when the time comes. When the new blood drips, use a small porcelain bottle to catch it." Crazy Bamboo looked at me and said seriously.

"Okay," I nodded seriously to the bamboo madman, then grabbed the small porcelain bottle on the table and put it in my hand.

"The process may be a bit painful. After all, it is carving out the flesh in the heart. Just be patient for a while and you will be fine." Crazy Bamboo said to me in a particularly smooth tone. In a daze, I seemed to be

I saw my father like that.

"If you really can't bear it, just hum and I will stop immediately. Just do your best in everything, and don't have to hold on." Crazy Bamboo gave another instruction.

"I understand, Uncle Wen, you can start." I said softly.

After I finished speaking, Madman Bamboo raised his hand and gently pricked the thin layer of skin on my chest with the tip of the overly long silver needle in his hand.

It's actually not painful, just like being bitten by an ant inadvertently.

However, I don't know why, but suddenly I got goosebumps all over my body.


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