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Chapter 251 Bloody Handprint
Lao Cao was so angry that he jumped up, pointed at my nose and cursed: "You are stupid, you, I admit that I approached you on purpose, but I will never harm you. If I really want to harm you , can you still live till now?"

After Lao Cao scolded me, he felt uneasy again and kicked me.But as soon as I dodged, he kicked the stone, screaming in pain.

"Why can't you tell me?" I asked.

"I can't tell you now." Lao Cao said: "If I tell you, you will be finished. I am doing this for your own good..."

"Look into my eyes." I said to Lao Cao.

Old Cao asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"I want to make sure you're not lying to me," I said.

Lao Cao raised his head and looked at me affectionately.

I don't think Lao Cao is lying to me, so I also breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but found that Lao Cao was shaking in place.

No, it's a ghost again!

I took out the Luban ruler and hit Lao Cao hard on the head.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lao Cao scolded.

"Just now you almost got a ghost."

"Damn it, just now I looked into your eyes and saw the goosebumps all over my body, I was trembling."

"Forget it, I'll just trust you for now, when can you tell me your purpose?" I asked.

"Let's talk about it when you find the yin-yang scissors!" Lao Cao said.

Hearing the word 'yin-yang scissors', I was shocked. I didn't expect that he knew about yin-yang scissors, so he must also know about Yinpai and other sects.

I grabbed Lao Cao and looked at him covetously: "Old Cao, do you still know about yin and yang scissors? Please explain to me more clearly, are you a heretic or not?"

Lao Cao shook his head again and again: "No, no, I'm not an outsider, I'm from Yinpai."

"It's from Yinpai?" This news surprised me for a while. At first, I thought that Yinpai was the only one left with me and grandma.

hum...

I don't know why, when Lao Cao said this, my brain was buzzing instantly, as if there was a motor spinning in it.

I felt a raw pain in my head, and there were bursts of darkness in front of me, so painful that I hugged my head and squatted on the ground, struggling constantly: "What's going on?"

Lao Cao also panicked: "I told you a long time ago, I can't tell you. Hurry... Hurry up and let some blood out."

After finishing speaking, Lao Cao took out his dagger and cut my arm without hesitation. A bloody gash was cut on my wrist, and the blood flowed out immediately.

And as a stream of blood flowed out, the pain in my head was relieved, and I breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn, it almost hurt me to death just now."

"I told you earlier, it's for your own good, but you still don't believe me." Lao Cao said, "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

I stood up slowly and said, "You can't go yet. Just now when you were rushed, you pointed to the rock behind you. I think there must be a mystery on that rock."

As I said that, I reached out and prepared to remove the stone.

But it was too late and then too soon, Lao Cao suddenly grabbed my arm and said, "Don't move, I think there is something wrong with that stone..."

"What's wrong?" I asked inexplicably, in my opinion, it was just an ordinary stone.

"Didn't you see it?" Lao Cao said, "I see that there seems to be a bloody handprint on the stone."

"Blood handprint?" I was stunned: "Where did the blood handprint come from? Why didn't I see it?"

"Look carefully." Lao Cao said: "It's been too long, and the bloody fingerprints have become very faint. If you look closely, you can still see it."

In order for me to see it clearly, Lao Cao picked up a rusty spear from the ground, and gesticulated twice on the stone.

Sure enough, I found a bloody handprint on the stone.

"What's the matter?" I said, "It may be that someone touched this stone with his hand before he died, so he left a fingerprint."

Lao Cao shook his head: "No, have you heard of it? There is a kind of witchcraft called black palm."

"Black palm? I've heard of it." I said, "It seems that people who touch the black palm will be poisoned, and finally their whole body will turn black and die."

Lao Cao nodded: "Yes, I suspect that this is the voodoo of the black palm."

"No way." I looked at the stone in shock: "The female ghost shouldn't have to lie to me."

"I heard that boy's urine can break voodoo, are you still a boy?" Lao Cao looked at me and asked.

I nodded.

Lao Cao was dumbfounded: "I'll fuck it, bro, don't you think it's too embarrassing for you to say it?"

I rolled my eyes at Lao Cao: "Take off your shirt."

"Why?" Lao Cao asked.

"Stop talking nonsense." After I finished speaking, I helped Lao Cao take off his shirt, then rolled the clothes into a ball, pissed on it, and wiped the stones.

Unexpectedly, the black palm was really wiped away by the boy's urine.

The boy's urine is really powerful, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the panacea of ​​the yin and yang world.

In fact, although boy's urine has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and strengthening yang, the effect is very limited.If it weren't for the fact that the black palm was too old, [-]% to [-]% of its witchcraft would have been dissipated, and boy urine would not have any effect at all.

I reached out and hooked the stone, and pulled it hard, and the stone was successfully pulled out by me.

I didn't expect there was something hidden behind the stone. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be a piece of tongue!
Even after so many years, the tongue still looks bright red and moist, as if it has just been pulled out of a person's mouth.

I was frightened by this severed tongue. I don't know what the origin is. Could it be that female ghost just now?

The more I think about it, the more it seems possible.

She kept silent, but told me what happened by writing.Doesn't this prove that she can't speak?

Just, why was her tongue cut off?And what did the words she wrote to me mean?
If you come, I will leave. Could this mean that she has been waiting for me in the ancient tomb?
But who is she!
A series of question marks circled in my mind again.

Lao Cao was also stunned by the weird half of his tongue, and asked in a surprised tone: "Damn, could it be that someone came here before and was cut off by a female ghost and kept it as a souvenir?"

I shook my head, I didn't think so: "I think this tongue belongs to that female ghost. Forget it, don't think about it so much, first go and see the direction those armored male corpses are facing, what is hidden in it!"

Lao Cao shook his head quickly: "Will you not go? It's too fucking evil. What if I am targeted by evil things again? You have no big skills."

"I saved your life, but you still don't believe me?"

"It can only show that you are short-sighted." Lao Cao said, "You probably haven't seen a real strong man."

"A real strong man?" I asked, "How strong can it be? I have seen an old Polygonum multiflorum essence before. Essence."

Lao Cao said with a smile: "The old Polygonum multiflorum is indeed powerful, but in front of some people, the old Polygonum multiflorum is not worth mentioning at all."

I can't imagine how powerful it is: "I don't know, I don't believe there is anything more powerful than old Polygonum multiflorum in the world."

"Chen Jinggu." Lao Cao said: "Chen Jinggu can beat the old Polygonum multiflorum back to its original shape with one finger!"

I laughed out loud immediately: "If you compare the characters in the legend with the real characters, of course there is no comparison. I also said that Monkey King is amazing."

Lao Cao immediately became anxious with me: "Hey, why are you like this? My grandparents only exist in legends. Are you still a descendant of Yinpai?"

I thought about it, and there was no need to be serious with Lao Cao. What I said just now was indeed a bit reckless, and I even suspected Yinpai's grandparents.

"Grandpa grandma is really powerful?" I asked.

After all, she is a woman, and I think the grandparents are more researched in the field of delivery, and it is she who created various delivery methods and taboos.But in terms of combat effectiveness, it should be negligible, right?

However, one sentence from Lao Cao changed my mind: "Wrong, in fact, Chen Jinggu is far from being a simple woman."

I froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Do you know Gonggong and Zhurong?" Lao Cao asked.

I nodded again and again: "I know, aren't these two people one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in ancient times? Folks call them: the god of fire and the god of water."

"That's right." Lao Cao said, "Our grandparents are more capable than these two."

I think this is a bit unrealistic: "Are you kidding me, Patriarch Nai is from the Tang Dynasty, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong are legendary figures in ancient times. These three people have no chance to meet together. How do you know who is good and who is not... "

hum!
My brain was aching again.

Lao Cao immediately patted his mouth: "Damn, I've said more, come here, let some blood go."

I even suspect that Lao Cao is deliberately retaliating for my one-foot revenge just now.

I felt that there must be some secret in this tongue, so I simply put the tongue in my pocket.

In the end, Lao Cao was forcibly dragged by me and came to the center of the ancient tomb.I don't believe it anymore, there are still some evil things that we can't solve?
(End of this chapter)