Daomu Biji

I do n’t know if the hair sticks to my wound or it really grows out of it, but no matter how I get in, it makes me feel very uncomfortable. I have a strong irresistible desire, thinking Pull these hairs out.However, as long as the hair is pulled, the whole wound will hurt. This kind of pain is very deep, and obviously there is hair in the depth of the wound.

If after falling, the pottery cuts my wound and brings these hairs in, it may also be in this state, but I gritted my teeth and tried to pull the hair out, even the meat inside turned out, the hair But it can't be pulled out.And after ripping, the deep part of the wound will itch immediately, as if the hair is growing inside.

Xiaohua felt horrified when she saw my wound. I thought about what he said. The hair felt his blood smell crawling on him, and realized that it is very likely that these hairs are really alive. If they are really in me Grow in my wounds, and as soon as I imagine them crawling up my body along my blood vessels and nerves, I want to chop my hands away immediately.

If I die and someone opens my cranial cavity and finds that the brain is full of hair, it ’s such a weird scene that you can go to make horror movies.

Xiaohua calmed me down, pulled out his dagger, disinfected it with a small torch, and then let me lie down. He sat on my shoulder, stepped on my wrist, and asked me: "You think show How is the show? "

This is an inexplicable sentence. If it is someone else, it will be stunned for a while, but the first time I knew that he wanted to divert my attention, I immediately focused my attention on the palm, almost at the same time I felt the palm for a while Severe pain, the sharp pain of the tip of the hot dagger piercing my wound, I fell into the memory without falling.

Xiaohua's movements are very fast. I can be sure that no matter how bad the inside of my wound is, he has not been affected in any way. The severe pain lasted for more than thirty seconds and he let go of my hand.

Blood was flowing from my wound, but the hair was gone, and Xiaohua showed me the tip of his dagger, which was a small piece of nail-sized pottery flakes, with something similar to my flesh stuck on it, hair, pottery, and meat Almost entangled.

Under the fire, I clearly saw that the hair grew out of the pottery pieces, and even passed through the muscle tissue.

"It should have grown out of the pottery, but the growth seems to have stopped," he said.

"Stop, how do you know?"

"Look at yourself." He showed me the piece of pottery. "Although these muscles are entangled in hair, all the hair grows out of your body and does not grow in your body."

I looked. Sure enough, this is just like hair transplantation. The thing inserted into your scalp has no root, just a fixed point.However, because these hairs penetrated my muscles very clearly, they must have grown after the pottery was embedded in my wound.

"Will it be poisonous? You can help me get it all out first."

He didn't say a word, but showed a strange look. He put the piece of pottery on the inside of the iron coat stained with his blood, and put it down. After a short time, those hairs suddenly twisted slightly, toward the blood stained. The heavy direction stabs slowly.Then start rolling.

I said to my heart, what kind of hair is this? This is a silky locust.

He looked at it and looked at my wound again, it was strange.

"This thing is very sensitive to blood. If I didn't have this iron dress just now, my wound must be full of hair. However, if these hairs are bloodthirsty, after entering your wound, you should grow along your blood vessels, They should be drilled in. But you see that the hair in your wounds are long outside, obviously they want to escape your body. "

"Escape?" I was strange.

Just look at him holding my hand, pulling it over the iron coat, and then squeezing my wound, a few drops of blood dripped from the wound and onto the hair, and I saw the hair twisted and quickly retreated Go away.

I looked at it, a little confused in my heart, hey, what's going on?Just listen to him: "Now I know why the old lady wants me to take you."

Xiaohua's expression was very emotional.I wonder what that means.

He said: "Your name is not taken casually, your blood is very special."

"Very special blood?" I remembered what Master Liang said to me, "Do you mean that I have eaten Kirin blood?"

"I don't know the specifics. Qilin blood is only a possibility. How this blood is produced is still a mystery." He said, "I didn't expect you to have this constitution. Are you born or later?"

I thought it should be later, but I never paid attention to my blood problems before going to Qixinglu Palace. I have always been normal for medical examinations at school.However, who knows, I never encountered these things when I was in school.

He roasted the dagger with fire and continued to deal with other wounds for me, while saying: "The old lady must know that she seems to have calculated it, but why didn't you tell me?"

I also talked about this detail during the narrative at that time, but I do n’t know if the old lady really arranged me and Xiaohua to come here because I knew this detail. I ’m not sure because of my blood, When the spirit is not the spirit, it is similar to Duan Yu's six-veined Excalibur, it really cannot be relied upon.

"What is unicorn blood?" I asked him when I remembered the blood in the oil bottle.As soon as I finished asking, the tip of the dagger picked up into my foot, and the pain almost made me shrink.

After a while he picked out a piece of things for me to show.One side said: "I do n’t know, I just heard a lot of legends. It is said that some people have studied it before. The mechanism of this blood formation is very strange. It seems that everyone is different. My father said that one possibility is osmosis. People who have been taking Chinese medicine for many years will have a faint smell of Chinese medicine. Similarly, people who smoke all year round can hardly remove the smell of smoke. If you take a bath with radar insecticide every day, you can achieve the same effect. "

I thought it was too frightening, but the method he said was similar to incense. Ancient people used this to treat body odor.It is said that Yang Guifei's body odor is a daily bath with Chinese medicine. In the Qing Dynasty, there was a concubine named Xiangfei. It is said that she grew up in petals and spices since she was young, so she has a strange fragrance.However, I did not have any odor on the body of the oil bottle, and I do not believe that a small piece of Kirin blood has such a great effect.

"I have heard of another possibility. Do you know if you are a drugman?"

I shook my head, I was reselling antiques, such things as medical treatment are not familiar in themselves.

He rinsed it with a kettle, wringed off the blood and sweat on his undershirt, and then used it to cover my wound. He said: "In ancient times, some alchemists would have some medicine people, or people called Fang people, most of them were lunatics. Or slaves, used to test panacea, because many panacea have violent poison, in order to make this kind of person resist the toxicity, they will be fed with a small dose of poison every day, so that the body of these drug people slowly adapt to the poison. These people eat The medicines are varied, so the constitution will be very abnormal. Especially their blood will be very different from ordinary people. "

I said: "My dad is not so perverted. I grew up eating rice, but don't tell me, my dad uses arsenic fry dishes and mercury as soy sauce."

As soon as I finished speaking, there was another sharp pain in my foot, almost shrinking.

"Anyway, this is very good news for me. I believe that the mother-in-law arranged it on purpose. If you and the black-faced god have this kind of blood, then it is very reasonable that the two should be used separately. Large, I use a trumpet here. And obviously, you have a very good mind, which can make up for your lack of physical strength. "He held my foot.

"You don't fucking look physically strong, I said at most that you would crawl and jump more." I said angrily.

"From the beginning of Chinese tombs to the era of complete burial systems, the primary quality of the practice of doudoutaosha is a sensitive and flexible body, and it is not always possible to encounter such terrible scenes." At this time, he looked back Look at me, the expression is very strange.

"What's wrong?" I gritted my teeth.

He said: "Sorry, I accidentally cut off your blood vessel."