The third thousand one hundred and forty-one chapters
Han Sen rubbed it with his hands. The black line seemed to be under the skin and could not be rubbed away.
"It's on Bao'er's neck too." The bald head pointed at Bao'er and shouted.
Han Sen frowned slightly and glanced at Bao'er's snow-white neck. Sure enough, there was also an extra black line.
In fact, it wasn't just Bao'er, they soon discovered that a black line appeared on the necks of all four of them.
Li Bingyu's face looked a little ugly: "If I read it correctly, this black thread looks like the legendary behead thread."
"What is a beheading thread?" Han Sen and Bald Head both looked at Li Bingyu.
"Bald head, you are a disciple of Master Wei. You should have heard of the legend of Master Tian Kuang of Qi State, right?" Li Bingyu did not answer, but looked at Bald Head and said.
"I've heard that three hundred years ago, Dr. Tian of Qi State was famous all over the world. He had tapped countless shocking divine veins. His reputation at that time was even higher than that of my mentor today. It can be said that he was famous at that time.
The first great master in the Seven Kingdoms." The bald man paused, looked at Li Bingyu and said, "There are many legendary stories in Master Tian's life, which one are you talking about?"
"That's the last one." Li Bingyu said.
The bald head was slightly startled: "The last one, could it be that the legendary Master Nakata led a group of close disciples to dig up a major vein, but he never came back and was never heard from again, and none of the hundreds of disciples reappeared in the world?
?”
"Yes, that's the one." Li Bingyu nodded.
"Then what's there to say? Master Tian found a secret divine vein and summoned most of his disciples to dig for the divine vein, but they never came back." The bald head looked at Li Bingyu doubtfully, not knowing what she was doing.
What does it mean to mention this?
Li Bingyu smiled bitterly and said: "This is just one version of the legend. I have also heard of another version. It is said that Master Tian led hundreds of disciples to the divine vein and dug there overnight. As a result, the soil there was
It was very strange, dark in color, and difficult to dig. It took them seven days and seven nights to dig down less than three meters, but at that moment, they dug out a piece of blue stone tile."
The bald man had never heard of the subsequent legend. Like Han Sen, they all pricked up their ears to listen to Li Bingyu's story.
Li Bingyu continued: "Master Tian and all the disciples were very surprised. The place where they dug the divine veins was on an inanimate planet. How could there be stone tiles? So they continued to dig down, and soon they discovered
, there was a dilapidated building underground, and the broken walls were somehow buried underground. When they dug out the entire building, they saw four words engraved on the stone plaque in front of the building.
Temple of the Broken Head."
When the bald man heard this, he said with some disbelief: "The temples are immortal and immortal. Even the invincible strongmen of the Seven Kingdoms cannot destroy them. How could they become ruins and ruins?
Underground? Is this a prank?"
"Master Tian and the others thought the same way at the time, and since there was no statue of God in the temple, they also thought it was just a temple imitated by previous generations. Besides, the location of the divine vein was under the Temple of the Broken Head, so they could only place it there.
The temple was demolished and they continued to dig deeper. But the day after they demolished the Temple of the Broken Head, a thin black line appeared on everyone's neck." When Li Bingyu said this, his voice was a little bit...
Changed.
The bald man shuddered subconsciously and reached out to touch his neck.
Li Bingyu continued: "The black line didn't hurt or itch, and it didn't have any abnormality. Doctor Tian couldn't see the clues, and even after trying many methods, it was difficult to remove it. The terrible thing happened after that.
The next day, several disciples had their heads cut off while they were sleeping, and the cut marks completely coincided with the black lines on their necks. From then on, whenever someone fell asleep, they would be decapitated without knowing it.
Cut off the head."
"Master Tian asked many disciples to watch one disciple sleeping. The disciple did not dare to sleep at first, but people are human after all. No matter how strong they are, they must sleep. In the end, they could not hold on and fell asleep, so those who stared at him
The disciple saw a strange and bizarre scene. After the disciple fell asleep, the black line around his neck suddenly disconnected, as if someone had cut it off with an axe, and blood suddenly flowed all over the floor. But
The disciples responsible for supervision did not see any living creatures."
"Master Tian tried his best, but could not find out the cause of the black line. In the end, he had no choice but to anesthetize a disciple who could not support himself, and then directly peeled off the human skin from his neck in order to protect himself.
.But who knew that the black line was not only on the skin, but also penetrated deep into the flesh and bones. It was useless to just peel off the human skin. In the end, the disciple was beheaded after falling asleep."
"In this way, as long as someone falls asleep, he will be decapitated and die. How can a person not sleep? No matter how powerful a human being is, he can not sleep for ten days and a half, and he can forcibly support himself for a month or two, but he still can't sleep.
It was impossible not to sleep all the time. As long as they fell asleep, they could not escape death. In the end, Master Tian and his disciples were all spared. They were all beheaded and died. The black line on the neck was also called "broken".
Headline.”
The bald man shuddered and said with a forced smile: "This is just a legend. If Master Tian and the others are really dead, then who passed down this story and the legend of the severed thread? Let alone us.
We haven’t dug up any kind of temple of severed heads at all? The black lines on our necks are not those severed heads at all.”
"I hope not, but this is too similar to the legendary decapitation thread." Li Bingyu said solemnly, not joking at all.
Han Sen frowned slightly and said, "Those members of the air cavalry who died before were not decapitated, and I didn't hear that there were black lines on their necks."
"That's right. We didn't dig up the temple, and we didn't demolish the temple. How could we possibly provoke the Beheaded God?" He said this, but the bald man's voice was trembling a little, and his hands kept rubbing the black hair on his neck.
There are threads, but they can't be rubbed away no matter how hard they are rubbed.
Han Sen naturally does not believe in legends such as retribution. It is obvious that this is some kind of force at work, but it is a bit unusual that this kind of force can make him and Bao'er fall into the trap at the same time.
Li Bingyu sighed softly: "Even if the thread is not cut off, I'm afraid there will be big trouble, otherwise the evil-warming rhinoceros on the bald head will not react at all."
"No matter what, let's go back first and let my master take a look. Maybe he knows what this black line is." The bald man swallowed his saliva and said.
Just as he was speaking, the bald man suddenly screamed and covered his neck with his hands. Blood oozed out from the black line on his neck.
"I'm going to go, didn't you say that your head will only be decapitated when you fall asleep?" The bald head said in a horrified voice, covering his burning neck.