If you give me time, there is no need to risk your life. Even if you have practiced the Mingzhu Sword at the ninth level, there is a saying that you must return your life with a knife. It has never died. Who knows whether its so-called death is the death we all think of. If not, wouldn’t I have suffered a huge loss?
As a construction site dog, it is common to misunderstand the designer’s meaning. The huge amount of information and unequal information are one of the main contradictions in this society.
It is also an important reason for the scarcity of Shanwu people. It was also the main reason why I changed my career due to physical and mental exhaustion.
The country proposed the information revolution as early as ten years ago. Fortune 500 companies have established information databases. Today, if you want a talent, even if you only have a short time to shit, a headhunter will call you.
Speaking of information asymmetry, the most representative one should be Zhuge Liang. He integrated military, economic and people's livelihood into one, and was the incarnation of wisdom. It has been resounding for thousands of years, but who has ever thought about why he was exhausted mentally and physically and vomited as much as two ounces of blood.
The rabbit dies and the bird hides its bow. Although this emperor is said to be evil, his wisdom in using people and the number of talents are rare in previous dynasties.
If Kong Ming had hundreds of subordinates who could get through at any time, he wouldn't be able to spit out two ounces of blood.
I have been to the Shanwu Cave and met the old man. I am still not sure who he is. Although I respect him as my ancestor. But deep down in my heart I still suspect that he is a cave master or something like a warehouse manager. Although I used the honorific title, it is the instinct of modern society. It's like going to visit a scholar and expert. When you meet someone, regardless of whether they are talented or not, just call them "Teacher, Master" and you will be right.
Being pressed for time is crucial to Caiwu. Although I am full of knowledge, I have little experience. When I am anxious, I am like a 250, blank. But I love myself, and when things go wrong, I walk fast. Compared with the heroes in the novel, the difference is about one skill.
Relying on the strange stone, the black energy actually stopped attacking. It kept hovering in the air and roaring.
A sense of oppression that makes people sweaty and uneasy. Wiped off some sweat.
It suddenly occurred to me that whether it’s on TV or in reality, things are done in rural areas. The ultimate move requires blood. Chicken blood, dog blood, pig head blood, boy blood, etc.
For a Qingwu, with the seal on his body, his blood is a supreme holy object. It was ingrained in me early on.
The secret in this blood can destroy heaven and earth, and is omnipotent. But let’s talk about a principle. That's really hard to say.
I secretly thought that I could still get 200 ml of blood. I even drew 250 ml of blood during the high school blood donation.
A stroke of the palm. Blood gushed out on the spot.
I'm still too young and too reckless.
A heart-wrenching feeling of regret surged into my heart. I used to watch TV and didn't believe that cutting one's hands could kill oneself. After all, I was still too young. Suddenly I felt like I had an urge to cry in pain.
My scalp felt like it was about to explode, and my entire nerves ached. Ma Ma. The moment I lay down in pain, I felt like there was a pebble in my mouth for no reason. I know that I have to bear it until my teeth break.
The master on TV often cuts his hands to bleed. I also know that the palms of your hands are full of nerve endings. What I didn't expect was that the nerve endings that transmit pain are so powerful.
regret? Unfortunately, there is no turning back in life.
Suddenly I remembered that sentence, if you do more wrong things when you are young, you will not want to die so much when you are old, and you will have to cut yourself off. He gritted his teeth and stood up. It's a bit like being resurrected with full health.
He pulled San'er over and tore off the clothes on his back with one hand. San'er immediately put his hands on his chest. He looked confused.
A little between the eyebrows.
Ask him to turn around and draw the Ancient Evil Breaking Talisman on his back.
With a lunge, San'er was thrown out. I saw the black air swirling in the wind and the remaining clouds. San'er was submerged in it in an instant. I saw that the black air was getting thicker and thicker.
He raised his hand, and six life-chasing knives appeared in his palm. With a wave of blood, the life-chasing knives sparkled with golden light. He raised his hand again, two horizontally and two vertically, flying away, dragging out long red lines, dividing the entire tomb into a nine-square grid. , Black Qi and Xiangru are trapped in the center of the Nine Palace Grid. The four life-chasing knives were nailed into the wall and kept emitting pulses. The other two kept wandering around the Nine Palaces. The positions of one nine, two eight, and three seven are constantly changing.
At the moment of transformation, the flames burst out fiercely, extinguishing the scattered black energy.
Not to be outdone, Black Qi is still furious. Keep attacking the Nine Palaces.
Then there was a sound like burning bamboo poles, snap, snap.
See San'er sitting cross-legged in the air. The golden light shines like the first ray of sun in the morning, breaking through the dark night.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the black energy let out a gloomy cry, leaving Xiangru one after another and impacting the grid.
The powerful black energy impacted me, and I felt more and more strenuous, unable to maintain the nine-square grid. I saw the black energy quickly shrinking into the sarcophagus.
Breaking through one level and reaching the coffin.
Not allowing me to think too much, I faced the stone and waved my bloody hand. After drawing a circle outline, a feeling of empty space came over me instantly.
He gritted his teeth, took a palm print in each of the eight directions, took two steps back, greeted him with both hands, and another golden light pattern appeared, pressing forward.
Behind the mark are connected strange stones. This array is not powerful, just a simple Bagua array, but it can borrow the energy of the strange stones behind it.
I have to take my chances. Go to the back of the mark and push forward step by step.
When they reached the coffin, there was a stalemate.
I saw the black air in the coffin rushing out of the coffin like crazy, getting thicker and thicker.
San'er saw that the situation was not good, and with a swipe of his hand, I saw the distorted expression on his face again. I actually laughed.
However, San'er quickly put away his painful expression, turned to the Bagua formation, and drew a pattern like a five-pointed star. A sharp push. I saw the five-pointed star, shining with golden light, colliding into my Bagua array and becoming one.
I saw my Bagua array becoming even more golden. Soon he was pressed in front of the coffin. Saner turned to the other side of the coffin. With my strength, I saw the talisman fell down and pressed against the coffin.
The black energy clashed desperately in the coffin.
We can't do anything at this point, we just have to wait for it to be used up. Slowly calm down.
Now that it was safe, I tore off some rags and bandaged the wound. Otherwise, if you lose too much blood, your reaction will be sluggish, your heart will become abnormal, your brain will be deprived of oxygen, and if you don't control it well, you will die of exhaustion.
Let’s explore the situation in the coffin again. Through the mark, the black energy was filled with chaos that had never been seen before.
The man in the coffin is wearing armor and should be an ancient general. There is a green dragon knife beside him, with a cold edge. The body withers. The eyes are sunken and white. Nose hair pokes straight into the philtrum.
Did San'er see anything?
San'er shook his head.
The black energy came first. Or later?
San'er still didn't speak.
If that strange stone is just to control the black energy, it must be intentional. He looked at the general in the coffin. Black energy nourishes and protects the corpse? Do you have any knowledge in this area?
Xiangru was still shaking his head.
In unknown areas, over-exploration is sometimes not a good thing.
Together with San'er, he closed the coffin lid on the ground.
He took out six coffin nails and never used them, just because the black energy was too powerful. Use four pieces at the four corners of the coffin. Take out the ink fountain and open the ink belly.
He smiled obscenely at San'er.
San'er immediately untied the bandage and let out some blood.
He said with a resentful look, "Second brother, my hand hurts so much."
I smiled a little.
How did you come up with the idea of cutting your hands? Do you think this is cool?
What else do I want to ask you?
I? well!
When I was a kid, I watched too much black and white TV. Make people look stupid.
I won’t say any more, I feel like I’m going to die, just play a few ink lines and call it a day, then go down the mountain and go to the hospital.
Damn it, the blood donation certificate is in a foreign country, I don’t know if it works.
Wouldn’t you know it when you get to the hospital?
I didn't bring my certificate.
It is also true for my generation that after graduation from nine-year compulsory education, the nine-year compulsory education is free. After the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination was reformed. After graduating from college, the university will no longer assign students. Nothing bad has been done, and nothing good has been done. I had a girlfriend who got dumped and told me I was a good person. Nowadays, black and white TV is causing trouble.
You said it would be better if you read more romance books, and then you saw the heroine commit suicide by cutting her hands. Maybe we won't cut it like this. I always couldn't understand before. Can you commit suicide by cutting your palms? Didn’t the one with the severed hand die?
San'er, if you are fooling around with the second brother, look at the second brother, you have to have your own wisdom.
A flick of ink on the coffin can be regarded as a seal.
Where is this stone?
Can you pass this customs?
cannot.
This is a typical left-fish conspiracy. It's better to leave it here and scare that weird thing for a while.
Look at that knife, it should be what they are looking for. They will have to come back after some time.
Let's go back and stay in a hospital first. Don't say anything when you go outside. Can't afford to embarrass anyone. He said there was a monster inside and struck him with a knife. Let's pick up the wounds from the machete with our bare hands.
