"Fang Zhe, what do you think is in the maggot's sea of consciousness?" Jiang Su sat on a chair and looked at the scene in the water mirror with interest.
Her feet stepped on Chen Zeshen's body on the ground.
At first, she specifically placed his head at her feet, but now she feels that although his face has turned blue-white, it is still incredibly beautiful.
The head was too hard to step on, so we simply separated the body, cut off the head and put it on the table for appreciation, and put the body under the feet as a carpet.
"I don't respect the corpse a little bit." Jiang Su tilted his head slightly and scratched the bridge of his nose with his finger.
"Why don't we just do an autopsy!!!" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she picked out a set of simplified surgical equipment from the Qiankun bag that had been refined by someone in the past.
I used it quite handy when I was dissecting rabbits when I was a kid, but now I don't know if it's rusty or not.
Jiang Su took out the small scissors from the bag and put the other tools on the table. He squatted next to the headless body and began to untie his clothes.
Fang Zhe was sitting on a futon nearby meditating when he heard the rustling sounds here and opened his eyes again.
He felt a little depressed when he saw Jiang Su undressing and undressing the headless corpse.
"There is cotton wool... stuffed in my chest...?" He muttered in a low voice.
"Little deer... don't... little deer can't unbutton his clothes..."
"I'll come." Fang Zhe's voice was low and hoarse, and his steps were steady, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Ah?" Jiang Su turned around and looked at the man in red approaching.
"Are you coming? You..." She really thought about the possibility of Fang Zhe dissecting someone.
This man is the young master of Wu Jian Cult and his sword skills are amazing. Could it be that he has some unique technique for cutting flesh quickly?
In ancient times, there was a cook who killed an ox, but today, is there a way to kill a human being?
There are people who specialize in the art, and they are good at it.
"It's not impossible." Jiang Su nodded seriously.
Since Fang Zhe was able to slaughter the entire Wujiang sect, he might have some special skills, and I could learn a few things from him.
The girl stood up and stepped aside, giving the position next to the body to the crazy swordsman.
Rub hands together, looking forward to it!
Fang Zhe squatted down slowly and stared at the man's waist silently for a while, thinking about how to untie the knot of the belt.
Jiang Su was watching the study from the side. His eyes shifted from Fang Zhe to Chen Zeshen's waist, and he touched his chin.
"Do the people in the Eastern Region always start from that position when performing autopsies? Why is this? Is it possible that purification is very important to them?"
"Isn't it the kind that as long as the person is cut off, it means that the person is clean, and then he can carry out more sacred missionary work?"
Puzzled, Jiang Su held his breath nervously, lest he miss anything. This crazy knife kills people very quickly, and the dissection is probably extraordinary.
After five breaths, Fang Zhe stretched out his arm. As soon as he raised his hand, he took the head off the table and placed it on the neck of the headless corpse.
"??!"
"Fang Zhe, what do you want to do?" Jiang Su narrowed his eyes slightly, with cold knives in his eyes.
Fang Zhe looked at Jiang Su in confusion and explained: "Help him."
Jiang Su raised her lips and sneered, "He is dead, how are you going to help him?"
"But...he was just saying that his neck was sore and asked me to put it back for him."
Fang Zhe's explanation was serious, not like lying out of thin air.
"acid?"
The next second, the head and body that were put together began to grow rapidly, and the two were reconnected like a graft.
The qi and blood in the neck are surging as before, the blood vessels are slightly bulging again, and the skin gradually turns red.
Jiang Su watched all of this happening with an expressionless face. Without saying a word, Su Sha rotated it under his palm, held it, and chopped it off from the neck again.
"You can get out." Jiang Su looked at Fang Zhe with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a complete stranger, even with resentment.
Fang Zhe froze on the spot, his expression full of confusion.
"It seems that Chen Zeshen is not completely dead, so he must be dissected. I want to see how he can be resurrected after his body was broken into pieces." Jiang Su put his head on the table again and cut off his clothes with a knife.
, and pulled open his clothes in twos and twos.
Fang Zhe hugged Jiang Su and took him back, "No."
Jiang Su immediately exploded.
"Fang Zhe, what are you going to do!!? I want to kill this person, he is a demon cultivator, and I want him to completely disappear from this world!!!" The girl struggled with her limbs and fluttered in his arms.
"Let me go, or I won't be polite!" Jiang Su held Su Sha in his hand, pointed the blade toward Fang Zhe, and pressed it against his neck.
She suddenly calmed down and pressed her fingertips on the man's common carotid artery.
Anyone who prevents me from killing demons is no different from preventing me from living. If the demon cultivators kill me, I will kill the demons.
If that's the case, then let him die too.
Jiang Su exerted force with his fingertips, and suddenly slashed towards the neck.
"Dang——"
She didn’t chop??!
I called this man the God of Killing and Crazy Sword all day long. I subconsciously ignored that his tall and strong body was a symbol of physical training.
Why is the indestructible body of Vajra... Urgent, please ask online...
"He will blast——" Fang Zhe said.
"What?" Jiang Su didn't understand what he was saying at all.
"There is... something in his body. If it is cut open, it will explode -" he added stammeringly.
"Boom? What is boom???" the girl asked in confusion.
"Wait...you mean it will explode?!" Jiang Su opened his eyes wide and looked at Fang Zhe.
His dull and dull eyes looked like comets flashing past.
"Yeah." He raised his hand again, holding Jiang Su sideways and changing his position.
Jiang Su didn't pay attention to these little things and allowed him to treat himself like a little animal.
"The corpse is separated and restored. What kind of magic is this? Even if a monk cuts off his head, he will die. This is completely different from the meaning of amputating limbs..."
"Is there something...demon energy in the body? But the demon cultivators were also transformed from monks, and they don't have the ability to beheaded and resurrected... What is it? This does not conform to the structural principles of the human body..."
"After decapitation, the blood supply was insufficient, as was the oxygen supply. The brain was damaged and could not recover. And his heart should not be beating anymore."
"heart……"
"!His heart!!! There is definitely something wrong with his heart! Unless it is a mechanical heart, how can it beat again!!!" The girl's eyes were shining. She not only understood cause and effect, but also discovered a new world.
She has never seen anyone with a fake heart!
Jiang Su pushed Fang Zhe's arm away with all his strength, and was about to jump out of his arms.
She walked quickly towards the headless corpse. She reached out and placed the head on the table at the broken part of the neck, dragged the man's body to the corner and sat against the wall.
Jiang Su's eyes didn't even blink, and she carefully watched the meridians and blood in Chen Zeshen's neck grow again and become entangled.
The next second, the pair of peach blossom eyes on the jade face reopened, the pupils were suddenly warm but then cold, the spring water was soaked in new ice, and the coldness spread around him.
He subconsciously pushed the things in front of him away.
"???"
"Where is my arm?" Yumian lowered his head slightly and looked at his arm.
"!!!Why are my arms backwards!!?"
"It's not your arm that's backwards, it's your head. I installed it backwards." Jiang Su laughed mockingly.
"Don't you think it's interesting? City Lord Chen - what is the heart made of? Fake demon cultivator -"