After the nails were dug into the ground, they were not pulled out, but were rotated in place until the burial soil covered both knuckles.
Chen Yang blinked and asked tentatively:
"You mean, got in?"
The General King pulled out his fingernails and tapped them on the ground, as if he was nodding. He still had a serious look on his face.
"Then?"
Chen Yang already understood somewhat.
There were five miniature tornadoes just now, and peach cores were buried in the ground.
There should be some complicated changes and some mysterious information here, but Chen Yang, a living person, could not feel it. On the contrary, the general king who was buried nearby knew what happened.
Its current behavior is just like an old pet cat kept in a home. Yes, it is that cat, and then the owner brings back a newborn baby.
The old cat circled around the baby, sniffing and licking. As soon as the owner left for something, the baby began to struggle uncomfortably, and the old cat immediately whined and called for help.
Same thing.
General Wang was moaning and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to remind Chen Yang what to do?
"How to do?"
Chen Yang asked humbly.
The outstretched arm of the General Wang held up his wrist, and his five fingers with sharp black nails were bent and moving intensively on the ground. Every move made a small pit.
Chen Yang looked confused.
"Bang!"
General Wangjiang also stretched out his other arm.
He assumed a posture as if he were playing the piano, with his ten fingers tapping on the ground like rain hitting banana trees.
It's stormy!
"Oh~"
Chen Yang suddenly realized, "It's raining!"
The two hands of General Wang froze together.
The next second,
He slapped his palms hard on the ground, and with a bang, two palm prints were deeply imprinted.
"Water! Water!"
Chen Yang quickly changed his words.
The General Wang raised his hand, his fingers were like his head, and nodded in approval.
Then, he seemed satisfied and relieved, and put his arms back into the soil again.
I don't know what method he used, but the burial soil covering him squirmed and became flat again, as if a real corpse was buried inside and had not moved at all.
Chen Yang looked at this scene, especially the dense pits on the ground, and couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If he were still on Earth, he would have to post a post on Zhihu, saying that the pets at home were too protective of their babies and scratched their owners when the water supply was slow. What should he do if he waited online? It was quite urgent.
"Hahaha~"
After Chen Yang peeled off his skin, he felt happy, but he also knew that rain and watering were all described.
The five peach stones have buried themselves in the soil and want to grow again.
So, in order to make it more convenient to plant the seeds of Jinshenjue in the future, what needs to be poured is not water, but...
Blood!
Chen Yang took out a small knife inherited from the original owner. It was one finger wide and narrow, sharp and thin, and was most suitable for cutting meat such as ham.
The knife swiped across the inside of Chen Yang's wrist.
After the sword light is the blood light.
Drops of blood, under the premise that Chen Yang activated the human immortal martial arts, kept flowing out like an open faucet.
Drop by drop connected into a string and then into a line.
Sprinkle it evenly on the approximate location where the five peach stones were buried in the ground.
At first, the blood only stained the surface of the burial soil red.
After the burial soil on the surface was soaked with blood, it even formed a pool of blood.
Sudden,
The blood like puddles soaked in all of it suddenly,
Immediately afterwards, even the burial soil that was dyed dark red on the surface was drying and fading rapidly, and all the bright red was removed...