Imperial Mausoleum Treasure

Talking about the barren mountains and mountains, the mysterious Qi Miguel, like a erratic ghost, sat alone on the semi-circular gray rocks, staring blankly in a daze.

The strange sheep in estrus was still licking the strange man Qimig's skinny left hand endlessly, but Qimig didn't respond at all, as if his soul had come out of his body and his soul had been absorbed by a witch. It's the walking dead.

Seventh Brother first observed Qi Mige calmly for a long time, and then he made a large piece of glutinous rice cake, and tentatively handed it to this strange man named Qi Mige.

Unexpectedly, Qi Mige didn't appreciate it at all, knocked the glutinous rice cakes to the ground with a slap, then closed his eyes in resistance, and stopped talking to Seventh Brother.

Qimig's unexpected and unreasonable behavior angered the impetuous monkey king baboon, who rushed over, grabbed Qimig by the neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

The speed was so fast that it was too late to react.

Although Seventh Brother has a violent temper, he generally doesn't break out indiscriminately.He was very angry when he saw the monkey king baboon monkey pick up this strange man like a pumpkin in a hurry and recklessly.

I only heard Seventh Brother say majesticly: "Mom, what the hell, who told you to pick him up, let me put him down quickly."

As soon as the words fell, the Monkey King Baboon hurriedly put down Qi Mige, who was as thin as a skeleton. Qi Mige was neither angry nor angry, and still sat on the rock with a blank face, staring at his eyes like dead fish, dumbfounded. I was dazed.

Brother Qi couldn't understand his language, so he had to ask Miss Dolma to talk to him in Tibetan.

The fairy-like Dolma girl first took out water and naan sympathetically, then knelt down and said kindly: "Brother, what's wrong with you, what's on your mind? Eat something and drink some water first."

Qi Miguel turned his head and looked at Dolma weakly with absent-minded eyes, which were clearly full of helplessness and despair.

"Brother, eat something!"Holding the water bag in one hand and the burnt naan in the other, Miss Dolma persisted.

Maybe Qimig was really hungry, and suddenly grabbed the naan, and swallowed it in the blink of an eye, he ate it too fast!There was hardly any chewing, but he bit and swallowed directly, so that he choked and rolled his eyes.

Then the monster quickly poured water into its mouth, and the kind-hearted girl Dolma beat his back with her own hands, which made the Huaxin Huadan very jealous and lost her balance.

Immediately afterwards, Miss Dolma took out three more naans, and Qimige quickly killed them, swallowed them like a hungry wolf, drank a lot of water, wiped her mouth vigorously, and slowly got a sputum in her eyes. A little light and life.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you here alone"?Miss Dolma continued to ask questions in Tibetan.

"I'm Chimig, poor Chimig, I'm dying, I'm going to die soon"!Qimige looked at the beautiful Dolma girl, with tears in his eyes, and choked up and said.

"Why"?The fairy-like Dolma girl was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in amazement.

"Because I was given bone finger surgery by Baimalangjie"!Qi MiG became tired again, his eyes were like a flame that had run out of lamp oil, almost going out.The angel Yaomeier is always worried that his pupils will spread, and he will really die.

"Who is Baimaranger"?The fairy-like Dolma girl was puzzled, but she asked thousands of curious questions.

"I am a Geba tribe. Because I inadvertently told foreigners about the treasure of God, the wizard Baima Langjie in the group used the bone finger technique, so I will not live long, and I am about to die."After finishing speaking, Qi Miguel lowered his disheveled head and began to cry like a child.

Seeing Qimige's pitiful appearance, Miss Zhuoma felt very sad and sympathetic, and at the same time, her curiosity burst out of her chest.

The fairy-like Dolma girl, while comforting the poor Goba man, couldn't help but continue to ask: "Bone finger technique? What is bone finger technique?"

Maybe it's Miss Dolma's beauty, maybe it's Miss Dolma's kindness, maybe it's Miss Dolma's bread and water, Qi Mige suddenly stopped crying and said, "Anyway, I'm dying, it's okay to tell you."

Dolma's beautiful big eyes flashed suddenly, and she took out a few pieces of milk tofu from the bag on the yak's back, and handed them to Qimige with both hands, which made the narrow-minded Huadan even more jealous to death, wishing to put The poor Chimiger strangled him a hundred times.

Qimige ate the milk tofu fragrantly, with white foam on the corner of his mouth, he began to speak indistinctly: "Our Goba people have a mysterious and terrifying method of killing people, which is called "Bone Finger Technique".

Miss Dolma fluttered her big crystal-like eyeballs, and was still confused by Qimig's words.

I saw Qi Migu swallowed a mouthful of delicious milk tofu, and then took a big bite, and then continued to narrate vaguely:

"Pemalange is a terrible wizard. He uses human bones and hair to make a tool. This tool is called a killing bone. The way the killing bone kills people is called bone fingering. Bone fingering has supernatural power. Killing people There is no need for human contact from time to time, as long as this bone is pointed at and a series of incantations are screamed, the poor victims, especially me, are like spears piercing the heart, and they will surely suffer in the days to come. tortured to death, so my days are numbered."

After saying this, Qi Miguel's eyes dimmed like coal fire again.

Oh, now Miss Dolma understands a little bit. She still remembers that when she was very young, she sat on Grandpa's lap, pulled Grandpa's white beard vigorously, and pestered Grandpa to tell stories.

She vaguely remembered her grandfather saying that the aborigines overseas were good at killing people with their bones.Killer bones can be made from human bones, kangaroo bones, sticks or even stones.But in order for it to take effect, complex rituals must be held to endow it with powerful supernatural powers, and the women and non-clan aborigines must never know the mysteries of the rituals.

This horrific killing process is also very special: the killer wears shoes made of white feathers and human hair, kneels close to the victim, holds the killing bone in his hand like an earthen gun, and aims at the victim. And point to the prisoner, and then recite a series of terrible spells to complete the task.

And this method of killing will never fail in the world, and will never leave any traces.It sounds scary, but it really exists!This appalling bone finger technique is a bit like Haitian witchcraft where witchcraft is rampant.

"How long have you been pointed at by a murderous bone"?Dolma asked more and more curiously.

"It's been seven days, within ten days at most, no one will die, my day is coming soon"!After saying this, when Dolma was at a loss what to do, Qimig suddenly stretched out a trembling hand, grabbed her arm, and said in a weak voice: "Good-hearted girl, may God bless you, leave me alone .”

Then, looking at Miss Dolma with despairing eyes, she murmured: "I was pointed out by a murderous bone. They said that I violated the family rules, and they wanted to judge me, so I ran away..."

As he spoke, he yelled excitedly: "But I can't escape, no one can escape!" After shouting, he exhaled his last breath like a dying person, and then burst into tears, the voice was terrifying and shrill, creepy and extremely miserable!It looked like a seriously injured Jedi snow wolf struggling to die!