"What did you say?" The boss became anxious when he heard this. It is obvious that the King of Hell is very important to the boss. Losing the King of Hell is like losing his right and left arm.
The fat man became anxious when he heard this, and prayed to Sanji: "Sangji's father, please give me more help."
"There is no hope. You have encountered an ice elf. If you mess with the ice elf's will, you will die." Sanji shook his head, expressing his helplessness.
"What, ice elf?" Someone exclaimed, and everyone's hearts suddenly became heavy. At this time, they were no longer just worried about the King of Hell, because it was not just the King of Hell who encountered the ice elf.
The fat man was obviously anxious. He grabbed Sanji's shoulders and shouted, "How did you know we met the ice elf, and what would happen if we were like this person?"
"You will know if you touch here." Sanji grabbed the fat man's hand and put it between his eyebrows.
The fat man's hand just touched the center of Yama's brow, and his brows also frowned. He turned around and said to us: "The center of Hell's brow is very cold, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice."
When I heard the fat man say this, I was shocked and started to feel a little hot, but it seemed to be my own psychological effect.
Seeing our expressions darken, Sanji said again: "You decide, if this happens to you, the only option is to find a place to rest."
"Fat man, please ask Sanji how to make everything okay." Zhang Shangyan's voice was a little trembling. No one would not be afraid of this kind of thing.
The fat man always obeyed Zhang Shangyan's words, but Sanji shook his head to show that he didn't want to say anything. The fat man muttered to Sanji and finally persuaded Sanji.
"Unless you can find the blood of the sun, this kind of thing only appears in legends." Sanji shook his head and walked towards the back room, leaving us the last word, which meant that he was staying to watch us.
The moment I heard about the blood of the sun, I felt a buzz in my head. Don’t we have this thing? If the king of hell gives up his share of the blood of the sun, this is absolutely impossible. This also proves that
Why did the boss only show a little nervousness and premeditation?!
But, I don’t know what they are planning!
Everyone looked at the boss. At this time, the boss didn't speak. He just gave the fat man a few instructions and walked towards the house with his hands behind his back. It seemed that he had settled down here.
Yama's condition got worse and worse. On the third day, a layer of white frost appeared on his whole face, as if he had just been in the refrigerator for a long time. Sangji also began not to speak, and only fed him occasionally.
Feed the King of Hell a little medicinal decoction, but where will it be effective?
On the fourth day, the hoarfrost on Yama's body began to fade away, and his body temperature began to return to normal.
"What did you feed him? He's actually better. He's actually better." Sanji looked as if he'd seen a miracle and couldn't believe his eyes.
The fat man shrugged, indicating that we didn't feed him anything, as if the coldness had been driven away by himself.
Sanji's eyes widened and he looked like he couldn't believe it. He pointed at the King of Hell and asked, "He...he recovered by himself?"
"Yes."
"Miracles, miracles..." Sanji suddenly thought of something, grabbed the fat man's shoulders and asked: "What ethnic group is he from?"
"Boss?" The fat man turned around and asked the boss. It seemed that he didn't know either.
What is the nationality of King Yama?
The boss didn't say much, he only said two words: "Tibetan!"
After Sanji heard this, he began to mutter to himself. From then on, Sanji treated the King of Hell better than his own son, and made us look at each other in a daze.
The injury of the King of Hell was very serious. Logically speaking, such an injury would easily kill a strong man, but the King of Hell managed to survive. Although the King of Hell was recovering, he remained unconscious and did not wake up. On the seventh day, the temperature of the King of Hell began to recover.
Oh my god, the King of Hell suddenly sat up, opened his eyes slightly, and began to utter coherent Tibetan words in his mouth, as if he was talking nonsense, but it sounded more like poetry to me.
"Fat man, what is the King of Hell doing?" I poked the fat man. At this time, the fat man was already stunned, looking like he didn't believe his ears at all.
"The Legend of King Gesar, the King of Hell is singing the Legend of King Gesar! That terma!" The fat man's face became serious, and even he couldn't believe his ears.
The boss's face also darkened, as if he couldn't believe it. After confirming with the fat man again and again, he walked towards the King of Hell. Just when the boss was about to shake the dazed King of Hell, he was stopped by Sanji.
"Let him continue, I want to finish listening to his biography of King Gesar." Sangji was actually very interested in the King of Hell's rap.
The fat man was also puzzled. This fat man was always straightforward, so he asked Sangji why he was interested in Yama's rap.
Sanji's face was full of embarrassment, but he soon became relieved and smiled naively: "Since your people are the people chosen by the king, what should I be taboo about? Because I am also a rapper, and the Gesar he calls
Wang Chuan seems different from what I remember."
We were already shocked that Yama knew how to rap. What shocked us even more now was that Sanchi was also a rap artist, and the two versions were different. The boss didn't say anything, thought for a long time, and waved his hand to let the two people go.
Just stay in the room.
Sanchi stayed there for three days. Except for a meal in the middle, he sat cross-legged in front of the King of Hell. The King of Hell was even more coaxing, and he sat there for three days, talking with his eyes slightly open for the whole three days, until his lips were already wet.
It was so dry and cracked that it kept oozing blood. But the King of Hell still spoke out like a demon, and Sanchi just stayed by the King of Hell. When the King of Hell said the last word, he fainted again, and what we saw was
Yama and Sanchi, who had fainted, were gone.
Already causing chaos to Qianba's family, now we have lost Sanchi in disguise, so a group of people temporarily acted as rescuers, looking for Sanchi. But we are not locals, and the vast grassland soon disappeared.
He would be lost, so Qianba only asked us to search within sight, while he took the family horse and looked around for his father.
Three more days passed like this, and Sanji suddenly appeared in his room. However, no matter how many questions Qiangba asked Sanji, he would not tell where he had gone. He just took out something wrapped in parchment from his arms and gave it to Qianba.
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Qiangba took the parchment bag and was about to open it when he was held down by Sanji. Sanji gave Qianba a few more instructions to signal the King of Hell to follow him in.
This time he didn't stay long. After more than an hour, the king of hell came out of the room, and Sanchi disappeared again.
"Where's Abba?" Qiangba grabbed the collar of the King of Hell and shouted. Everyone would wonder if the King of Hell did something to Sanchi, but why did this big living person suddenly disappear after saying he was gone?
The king of hell still had a smile on his face and said to Qianba
: "Have you forgotten what your father told you? As for him, he said it was time to complete the task the king gave him."
Jianba stared blankly at the empty room. After a long time, he turned around and said, "Just prepare for a while. We will set off in two days."
After finishing speaking, Qiangba walked towards the house without looking back. Yama looked back, smiled, and told us to get ready to go.
I poked the fat man, but he gave me a blank look.
"I said destiny, don't you even understand when? Get ready to set off for your destination this time." The fat man shook his head and walked towards the house sadly.
This damn fat guy has become more and more arrogant recently, but I have no choice but to ask him for something, so I can only follow the fat guy.
"Why are you following me?" The fat man was still concerned about the incident with Palm Swallow, and maybe he was a little dissatisfied with me for adding insult to injury.
I grinned, took out a seal from my arms and shook it in front of the fat man's face. When the fat man saw it, his eyes straightened, and he stretched out his hand to get the seal.
"Uncle, if you don't give me any benefits, why don't you want something from me?" Seeing that Fatty liked it, I felt relieved. This way it would be much easier to handle.
The fat man grinned and patted me on the shoulder: "Which one of us brothers is following which one? This hair mound seal?"
"Answer my question, you will understand how to pronounce it." I chuckled and patted the fat man on the shoulder.
As for the Faqiu Seal, there is a saying, and we have to talk about it from Faqiu Zhonglang.
Faqiu Tianguan is also called Faqiu Zhonglangjiang. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Dong Zhuo supported his own troops and marched from Liangzhou to Luoyang. "The former emperor's tombs were all visited" wherever he passed. When Cao Cao took power, he openly set up military facilities.
"General Faqiu Zhonglang" and "Captain Touching Gold" blatantly robbed tombs. Fan Ye's "Book of the Later Han Dynasty: Biography of Yuan Shao and Liu Biao" records: "Cao led the generals to excavate them in person, broke the coffins of naked corpses, and plundered gold treasures.
It made the holy dynasty shed tears and the soldiers and civilians feel sad. I also ordered General Qiu Zhonglang and touched the captain Jin, and destroyed all the lands he passed, leaving no trace of his body uncovered."
This essay was written by "Chen Lin", one of the seven sons of Jian'an, a famous scholar at that time, who later attached himself to Cao Cao. Cao Cao was very dissatisfied with Chen Lin's exposure of his ancestor's behavior in this article, but he had no words to refute Chen Lin's criticism of the excavation of tombs.
.Qiu is also a tomb. Every Faqiu Heavenly Official has an orthodox "Faqiu Heavenly Seal", which is engraved with the eight words "The Heavenly Official blesses, there are no taboos". It is an irreplaceable divine object, known as a seal.
With it in hand, all ghosts and gods can avoid it.
At first, the founder of the Faqiu sect was an unnamed Taoist. His surname was Liu, and he was short in stature. He practiced the ancestral bone-shrinking skill with great proficiency. His muscles, bones and joints all over his body were as soft as cotton, and he could stretch and stretch freely as he pleased. In the late Han Dynasty,
When Wei, Shu and Wu were divided, the world was in chaos. Bu Taoist met Cao Cao by chance and thought he was a hero! So he sent two disciples to follow him, and he went to live in seclusion in the mountains. Later, when he saw Chen Lin's letter, he expected that the two disciples must have become a monk.
His profession disturbed the ghosts and gods, and people and gods were angry, so he expelled the two disciples from the disciples. From then on, the two disciples became disciples of their own, and regarded Cao Cao as their ancestor. Because it is difficult to practice the Bone Shrinking Kung Fu, most of them were sent to Qiu Tianguan.
Although his martial arts skills are not very good for a man of short stature, his ability to shrink his bones to save his life is top-notch in the world. When he went to the tomb, he used a Luoyang shovel to dig the hole. The hole was so small that even a child could not get through, but he was able to do it like a child.
Woodchucks generally move around quickly and easily.
The Faqiu seal is a token of blessing from the ancestors during the Faqiu Heavenly Palace fight, similar to the golden talisman.