Lao Ka originally scratched the itch casually, but I saw that the more he scratched, the harder he scratched, especially on his forehead, which was scratched and bleeding.
Dou Sprout was the closest. He shouted twice and grabbed Lao Ka's arm to prevent him from moving.
Lao Ka couldn't reach it anymore, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said anxiously: "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Let the fuck go!"
Lao Ka was very strong now. He pushed Bean Sprouts away, then ran to the corner and continued to scratch his face with both hands.
He scratched and said to himself: "Comfortable, comfortable."
I could see it from a few meters away. Lao Ka's forehead, including the area above her nose, was already bloody and bloody. The blood was flowing downwards, and her fingernails were all red.
Seeing this, Naotou said loudly with a black face: "Hold him down!"
Brother Yu walked over quickly.
He grabbed Lao Ka's right hand, then his left hand, and slowly separated them with strength. Brother Yu pushed Lao Ka into the corner and asked, "Can you hear me? What are you doing?"
Lao Ka's expression seemed to be crying and laughing, but also a bit painful. He struggled hard and shouted: "Help my brother! Help me!"
"I'm itchy! It's so itchy! Let me scratch it!"
Bang!
Brother Yu hit Lao Ka's head hard with his own.
Then Lao Ka leaned against the wall, slowly collapsed, and slid to the ground, unconscious.
This happened so fast, I don't even know what happened.
I quickly walked over to check and found that the wounds on Lao Ka's face that he had scratched were more serious than I thought. All the red meat on his forehead had been scratched off.
I swallowed, turned around and asked, "Is it because the original coffin fluid sprayed on his face?"
I pointed to Lao Ka's temple and said, "The small patch of red here is not blood, but is left by the coffin fluid."
Regarding the unexpected situation in front of him, he knitted his head and brows and said, "I'm not sure, I've never seen the original coffin liquid in such a good state of preservation before, but..."
"But what?" I asked.
"But that doesn't make sense."
He raised his head and frowned and said: "Although I can't be sure, the general chemical composition of this kind of embalming fluid should include mercury, acetic acid, ether, etc. I have never heard that these things will itch like this if they touch the human face..."
"It's over!"
"It's over, it's over..."
Dou Sprouts suddenly said a series of words.
I was startled, so I turned around and asked him what was wrong.
At this time, Douyazai's eyes were horrified. He scratched his hairline subconsciously, and cried while scratching: "Fengzi, brother, I'm done. I'm also starting to itch."
"ah?"
"Damn it, don't scare me. It's real or fake. Now is not the time to joke."
Dou Sprout began to scratch his forehead and said loudly: "When did I ever make a joke to you!"
"It's getting more itchy!"
"Hurry up and tie me up with a rope!"
"Damn it! I can't control myself!"
Judging from Dou Sprout's expression, it doesn't look like he's lying or joking with me.
"do not move!"
I found the rope and quickly tied Bean Sprouts behind his back.
It was okay at first, but after just two or three minutes, Bean Sprout became almost the same as Lao Ka's before.
He struggled wildly and shouted: "It's itchy! It's itching to death! It's itching to death!"
Seeing this, Brother Yu's big hands were like pliers, holding down Dou Sprout and pressing him to the coffin board so that he couldn't move.
If you don't hold him down, Dou Sprout will make the same mistake again, like Lao Ka, who scratched himself until he was disfigured and disfigured.
"That's it, Brother Yu, hold him down and don't move."
I used the accumulated water on the floor of the tomb to wash Dou Sprout Zai's face. I washed very hard.
Xiaoxuan said: "You should be gentler, you don't have to use so much force to remove the pig's hair."
"How are you? Are you feeling better?" I stopped and asked.
Dou Sprout spit out a mouthful of fruit. His eyes turned red and he burst into tears.
Douyazai cried and said, "I'm still itchy, Fengzi. Please help me scratch my face and try harder."
I punched the coffin board angrily.
"what happened!"
"Bean Sprout has never been exposed to the red coffin liquid, how can something happen to him!"
I couldn't understand the situation and cursed angrily.
And the next moment, my face turned ugly.
I could feel it in my body. I clearly felt that my forehead started to itch and there was a numbing feeling.
It felt like there were a few small ants crawling around on my forehead, and the feeling became stronger and stronger. It seemed that there were more and more "invisible ants" on my forehead.
"Yunfeng, you..."
Brother Yu noticed something was wrong with my expression.
"Don't panic...don't panic." I comforted myself.
This tingling feeling was somewhat comfortable at first, but as time went by, it became uncomfortable and became extremely itchy and unbearable.
It seems like a voice in my subconscious is telling me: "Is it itchy? Just scratch it!"
"Scratch it hard! Scratch your face to pieces! Scratch the flesh off! Only then will you be comfortable."
I quickly asked Brother Yu to tie me up, the tighter the better. I didn’t have time to think about it. I didn’t want to lose my appearance like Lao Ka. I wasn’t married yet, and I hadn’t had a girlfriend yet. What should I do if I looked like that?
, just can’t do it.
As luck would have it, I put my head into the water, thinking I would wake up better, but I unexpectedly discovered that cold water can reduce this "itching feeling" that can kill people.
The effect is short-lived, but it works.
I immediately called Brother Yu and asked him to help the bean sprouts.
Brother Yu immediately pushed Dou Sprout's whole head into the water.
"Gududu, Gududu..." The water bubbled.
There was a crash! Lift it up violently!
Dou Sprout looked relieved and said, "It's much better. It feels so good. Let's do it again."
This effect can only last for a few minutes. After a few minutes, the itching will start again, so Dou Sprout and I have been doing this action repeatedly to relieve the itching.
The water got into my neck, so I asked Xiaoxuan to help me wipe it with a dry towel.
Xiaoxuan wiped it for me and asked Brother Yu if he wanted to wipe it.
Brother Yu said yes and was ready to reach out to pick it up.
"Brother Yu, please wait..."
I turned around suspiciously and asked, "Xiaoxuan, when we first came up from the water, you handed me a towel and asked me to wipe my face, right?"
Xiao Xuan said in shock: "Yes, what's wrong?"
I said: "Has this towel been used by only three people? The first one is Lao Ka, then Dou Sprout, and finally me. My head has a cold. He has been using his own towel. Brother Yu has no use. Chun
It’s no use, sister.”
This is a small detail, I forgot about it, but I suddenly remembered it.
After hearing what I said, everyone else, including Brother Yu, turned to look at Xiaoxuan.
"You...why do you all look at me like this..."
Xiaoxuan shook her head desperately: "I didn't...it's not me, it's not me, I didn't harm you..."
I suppressed the feeling of ants crawling on my face and said, "Listen to me, don't panic. Think about it, where did this towel come from? Besides you, who else has touched it?"
Xiaoxuan's face turned pale and she said, "No, I keep the towel in my bag all the time. I wash it and put it away every time I use it. As for where I bought it... I forgot, I don't remember."
At this time, Douyazai looked in pain and shouted at Xiaoxuan: "You! Zhao Xuanxuan! You killed us!"
