"Fuck, why did he disappear at the critical moment?"
The fat man looked at the blank pages and was a little confused: "Aren't you kidding us? I've been going back and forth for so long, and the book is just spinning in circles."
Liang Tong handed the book to the woman, and it was self-evident what he meant.
The woman did not pick up the book, but reached for Liang Tong's sword, but as soon as she made contact, she suddenly retracted her hand as if she had been burned.
"How could this happen?" Aning looked at the woman's burned palm and was a little puzzled. Although the sword was domineering, didn't it only cause hallucinations?
"I really thought that was what it was capable of." Liang Tong pulled out the dagger from Aning's waist and handed it to the woman: "In the past, it was just teasing you, but this woman is different, she is the same type of person as me. It shows loyalty."
"What are you talking about?" The fat man was as confused as ever. He originally thought he had enough knowledge, but recent events made him feel like he was Wu Xie.
"That means your sword is still alive."
"Who can tell clearly whether he is alive or dead."
Liang Tong narrowed his eyes slightly. Aning's dagger could barely cut through the woman's skin. Could it be possible that people like them would have the same characteristics?
The fat man followed Liang Tong's eyes and saw the woman who looked like she was cutting flesh with a blunt knife.
"You're dead, Fatty. I didn't look at the almanac when I went out. All the monsters I encountered were monsters. Is there anyone I can't kill with a gun?"
The younger brother was also a little moved. Although his memory was incomplete, he could be sure that neither the overwhelming hair nor the tough skin should appear on a living person.
"She is no longer a human being."
"You don't need to tell me, even the fat man can see it."
"You are no longer a human being."
Liang Tong smiled disdainfully: "Don't think that your Zhang family looks like humans now. If you start checking from the front of the family tree, you might find some monsters."
The younger brother fell silent immediately. He really didn't dare to say anything about the Zhang family.
While they were talking, the woman had already cut her hand and dripped blood on the book. Then the blood seemed to come alive, stretching into thin lines, trying to outline something on the human skin.
"Good guy, it's advanced enough." The fat man exclaimed: "Thanks to this book, if it's a dictionary, I won't let her become a human being."
Liang Tong's eyes were deep. This was obviously beyond the scope of the book. Sure enough, there were too many secrets buried in this land.
As the blood continued to drip, a lifelike razor clam appeared on the paper. The fineness of this razor clam was far superior to the previous ones. Whether it was scales, fangs, long hair, or the mighty horns, they all showed that It's extraordinary.
"My dear, this one still has horns. Could it be that it has evolved again?" The fat man chirped: "Why do I feel that if it keeps changing, it might become a dragon one day?"
Liang Tong's eyes flashed. When the fat man said this, he also felt that it meant something like this.
"Have you noticed that its eyes are getting brighter and brighter?"
After all, Aning is a woman and has a more careful mind. It was only after she reminded a few people that something was wrong.
"The razor clam has been outlined, but she is still bleeding." The little brother said in a muffled voice: "She is dotting the eyes of this razor clam!"
"It's really a little monk who climbed up to the rafters - it's amazing (riding into the temple)." The fat man spat, pulled out his dagger and prepared for it: "I've seen enough evil things these days, don't even mention giving it a nod. Even if I say it can jump out of the book, Fatty will believe it."
Then several people picked up the thing and stared at the razor clam in the book, always on guard. As long as it dared to show its head, they would greet it together.
After another minute or two, the woman continued to bleed tirelessly, and Razor Hu's eyes became brighter and brighter, but other than that, no other changes occurred.
The fat man scratched his head: "This bitch has so much blood. If it were me, I would have fainted a long time ago."
"I am a human being, she is not." The younger brother hesitated for a moment: "It may be, but it is different from us."
"Without you." Liang Tong saw that he was idle, so he took a cigarette and said, "We are different from you, and you are different from them. It is precisely because of your status that you are neither above nor below, that you are so lonely."
The little brother and the fat man looked at each other, and then the fat man rubbed his hands and asked carefully: "Since you are the same as her, wouldn't you..."
"Isn't it nothing?" Liang Tong exhaled a puff of smoke: "Is it the same evil thing as her?"
The fat man waved his hand: "It's not an evil thing, but why does the prophecy say you are an evil ghost? I can't understand it, Fatty."
"It's just that our family is a bit special. If we really want to be honest, I should be a Qilin."
"Qilin?!" The fat man glanced at the little brother in surprise: "Isn't that just a tattoo? Is it possible that the little brother is a Qilin and became a spirit?"
"That's right, I am an evil ghost who has become a spirit, he is a qilin who has become a spirit, and Aning is a fox who has become a spirit."
Aning rolled his eyes, he was going to talk about the train again.
Sure enough, Liang Tong touched his chin: "But I see that you are majestic and majestic, so you should be different from us. You must have descended from the canopy."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to pounce on him in anger, but the little brother suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Stop it, she seems to be done."
Several people looked and saw that the woman was no longer bleeding, and the razor clam in the book seemed to be alive at this moment.
"Fuck, my eyes are moving!"
The fat man exclaimed.
"Shut up, we're not blind."
Aning shouted softly and put his finger on the trigger.
Then Razor Hu's eyes flashed red, and became brighter and brighter, until the entire tomb was reflected in blood red.
Suddenly, the tomb turned into a battlefield, with soldiers and the remains of soldiers scattered all over the mountains and plains. In the center of the battlefield, there was a huge razor clam, just like the one in the book, slaughtering the surrounding soldiers wantonly.
"The Yin soldiers are borrowing the opportunity?!" The fat man's voice trembled: "This girl is really not a good person. It seems that the brothers have to stay here."
"Not a Yin soldier."
"That's right, it's not a Yin soldier." Liang Tong looked around, but didn't feel the familiar atmosphere, and Liang Wangjian didn't react either: "It seems to be a way of recording, but this method is a bit special."
"You're welcome, this isn't a bit special, it's totally over the top."
Aning put away his pistol: "Okay, since there is no danger, let's just watch it honestly."
The razor clam was seen moving left and right in the battlefield. The swords in the hands of the soldiers did not pose a threat to it at all. Even the huge arrows could not break through its dense hair.
Then the screen flashed, and there were only corpses on the battlefield. The only thing that could barely be considered alive was the razor clam.
Then the razor clam began to enjoy its spoils. As it continued to eat the brains, the aura in its eyes became more and more.
Until a certain moment, after it devoured a portion of the brain, it did not immediately look for the next portion as before, but froze in place.
After an unknown amount of time, it seemed to have come back to its senses. After looking around, it suddenly let out a shrill scream.
"Damn it, why did the mime suddenly change to sound?" The fat man covered his ears, his face full of pain: "This thing's voice is too loud. I guess if you pull it to the Great Wall, it will cry like Meng Jiangnu. cut."
An Ning covered his ears and bumped into Liang Tong. Liang Tong was fine and followed An Ning's eyes.
I saw the woman standing there like a puppet, staring blankly at the screaming razor clam, with tears streaming down her face...
