Jiao Ba didn't answer me. He continued to read. At this time, he had already begun to roll his eyes, and his whole body was shaking violently. The blood in his mouth was still flowing out, and soon his chest was covered with blood.
It was stained red.
"Fuck, if it doesn't work, just stop it, you will die." I can't watch Jiao Ba lose his life. If I have to choose, I will kill Martin without hesitation in exchange for Jiao Ba's life.
.
But Jiao Ba seemed to be possessed. He didn't answer me a word, rolled his eyes and kept talking. It seemed that he couldn't stop at all and could only complete this weird ritual. My heart became more and more
It's a mess, what should we do?
"Oops, Jiao Ba can't hold it anymore. Zhongyi, hold Martin down. I have to help him, otherwise he will definitely not be able to survive."
After Chang Shan finished speaking, like Jiao Ba, he pulled out the knife and cut his palm. He clenched his fist and let the blood drip on Martin's face. He closed his eyes and started to chant.
Get up, although I don't know what they are thinking about, but it seems to be of some use.
Chang Shan's joining made Jiao Ba feel relieved a lot. The tremors in his body had slowly subsided. His rolled eyes returned to normal instantly, his face became slightly better, and the blood in his mouth stopped flowing out.
Breathing became smoother, and life seemed to have returned again.
Ten seconds later, Martin suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out an extremely unbearable scream. This scream stimulated the nerves of each of us, just like a pregnant woman about to give birth. It made me scratch my head and liver.
Yeah, I want to chop off my ears.
At this time, I saw with my own eyes that a white thing came out of his mouth and slowly floated into the air. When I looked carefully, I was suddenly shocked. This weird white long thing was actually the same white thing as before.
The silk-like thing turned out to be causing trouble all along, and I knew that this ghost must have come with bad intentions.
When the white silk came out of Martin's body, his face slowly returned to normal, the fangs in his mouth disappeared, and his previous inhuman appearance quickly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, Martin was again
He is back, but now he is not awake yet and is still in a coma.
"Haha, it finally worked." Jiao Ba said with dull eyes and a mouth full of blood. Then his body tilted and he collapsed directly to the ground with a 'thud'.
I hurried over to help him, "Laoba, Laoba, hold on." His whole body went limp, his bones were about to fall apart, he felt like a puddle of mud, and he had no consciousness at all.
"It's okay, Zhongyi. Jiao Ba is just overtired. There is no danger." Chang Shan held my shoulders and gasped.
He also looked very tired, with sweat all over his face. The only thing that was better than Jiao Ba was that he didn't vomit blood, but his face was still pale and it seemed that he had consumed a lot of energy.
"He vomited blood just now? Is he okay?" I asked worriedly.
Mr. Mai knelt down and took Jiao Ba's pulse. Then he nodded to me and said, "It's okay. He just fainted and will wake up soon."
He was panting from exhaustion and sweat covered his forehead. This time, he was really at a loss. He almost had a serious accident, but fortunately, he passed without any danger.
But what surprised me was that this old guy could actually take the pulse? This is something that only Chinese medicine doctors can do. I had never seen him do it before. This time it opened my eyes again. He is really an all-round talent. He can do almost everything.
Understand, this also fully proves that there is definitely something wrong with Mai Lao's identity, and it is definitely not just what he said.
At this time, the white silk-like ghost was dangling in front of us. After it floated into the air, it actually let out an eerie and terrifying laughter. This laughter fluctuated and reverberated throughout the entire aisle.
As if laughing at us,
"Why the hell are you laughing? You son of a bitch, I'll kill you with a knife." I angrily pulled out my paratrooper knife, stood up and was about to rush over.
Chang Shan held me down and said, "Don't be impulsive. You can't hurt it. It's not an entity."
"Then what the hell is this thing?" I roared like crazy, feeling extremely aggrieved. I couldn't kill it with force, so what else could I do?
"Calm down, don't let anger go to your head." Chang Shan patted me on the shoulder and told me to relax.
I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down my anger. I knew that I could no longer let the power of the magic circle control me. I looked up and saw that the white silk ribbon was gone.
"Where's that ghost thing?" I turned around and asked, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
"After it floated near the snowman, it disappeared." Mr. Mai said softly.
Chang Shan's eyes were blazing, and he said with a stern face, "This thing should have something to do with the snowman soldier. We'd better get out of here quickly, I'm afraid the snowman soldier will resurrect."
"Resurrection? It can't be possible?" Li Xin's voice suddenly came from behind. Only then did I notice that she, Jenny and others had already come over. They were just looking at the white silk belt and almost forgot about them.
"Ahem...if it's really a snow demon, he will definitely be resurrected." After coughing a few times, Jiao Ba sat up with support on his body.
When I saw that he was awake, I immediately supported him and asked, "How are you, old man? Are you still okay?"
"It's okay. I'm not dead yet. Brother Chang Shan, if you had taken action earlier, I wouldn't have wasted so much blood." Jiao Ba looked up at Chang Shan and said in a hoarse voice.
His face was still a little pale, and his eye sockets were dark and sunken, his lips were chapped, and there were still bloodstains all around. This was the most embarrassing time Jiao Ba had ever seen, as if he was just recovering from a serious illness, and he was very haggard.
Chang Shan was a little embarrassed and said apologetically, "Who knew it would be so troublesome? I thought you could handle it alone. I'm sorry for making you suffer."
Jiao Ba smiled bitterly, grabbed my arm and stood up and said, "You don't have to apologize to me. I never thought it would be so difficult. I have to thank you. If you had taken action a step later, I would have died."
Yes, but... I'm curious, how do you use a drop of blood to break a soul?"
Chang Shan's eyes were focused, and he replied calmly, "I learned a little bit from my family in the early years, and I know a little bit about it. This is my first time using it." He still said this perfunctorily, without any creativity at all.
"Li Xin, please give me the medicine box." Jiao Ba took the medicine box from Li Xin, briefly bandaged his left hand, and then threw the gauze to Chang Shan, "Brother Chang Shan, you don't need to
No more hiding it, these techniques are not something ordinary people can use. Dropping blood and breaking the soul is harmful to oneself. I only use it as a last resort, but I can see that your ability is better than mine. You and I
To be honest, are you a tomb robber? Or a wizard?"
Jiao Ba's words attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked at Chang Shan. At this time, Li Xin also asked, "Chang Shan, you always said that you learned something from your family, but this
Isn’t it too perfunctory? Since we are all a team, why should we hide something? "
"Yes, brother Chang Shan, are you a wizard?" I asked softly. In fact, I was also very interested in Chang Shan's life experience. I didn't want to ask at first, but I didn't expect Jiao Ba to be so impatient.
I actually asked now, so I had no choice but to walk up the road.
Chang Shan lowered his head to bandage himself, moving slowly and slowly. After he finished bandaging, he raised his head and smiled at all of us, "I'm just a sailor, nothing more."
I went and said this again. It was as if I had not said it. I glanced at Jiao Ba, and his expression did not change. He also smiled apologetically and continued to ask, "You are indeed a sailor, but you are not an ordinary sailor."
Sailor, I am a tomb robber. Not only am I quick with my hands, I also have a good eye. Why do you have to hide it anymore?"
"Grave robbers can be roughly divided into four sects: Colonel Mojin, Taoist Moving Mountain, Xiling Warriors, and General Faqiu. According to me, you are not one of these four sects of tomb robbers." Chang Shan did not answer Jiao.
As for Ba, he said something confusing.
But I was surprised, because Jiao Ba told me earlier that he belonged to the school of Mojin Xiaowei, who focused on technical tomb robbing, and he himself was also a leader among Mojin Xiaowei, with very superb skills and methods.
It's also very vicious, which is also their family's unique skill.
But when Chang Shan finished speaking, Jiao Ba's face was extremely ugly, like a child who was caught stealing food by an adult, but he quickly returned to normal. He pretended to cough and said, "Ahem...
.Brother Chang Shan really has a good eye. I didn’t expect you to know our sect of tomb robbers very well.”
"You're talking big, I just heard about it. Again, don't think of me as a great person. I'm just a sailor." Chang Shan casually threw the gauze to Li Xin again.
"Chang Shan, stop pretending. We are all watching here. What else do you have to hide? Tell the truth." Li Xin smiled, but this smile was unnatural and artificial.
Chang Shan shook his head helplessly and said something that no one dared to continue, "Everyone has their own secrets, so why bother asking? Aren't you the same?"
With just such a sentence, everyone shut up, including me. No one dared to answer the question anymore. He was right. Maybe each of us has our own secret, whether it’s Jenny or Mr. Mai.
Regardless, Li Xin and Martin, including everyone present, have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts. Maybe everyone is trying their best to hide their true identity. It seems that Chang Shan has already seen it. If we hadn't forced him this time