The Three-Man Team Explores the Red Blood Fiend Tomb
"This…"
"If you didn't say that this was a thief's cave, I would have thought that this was a weasel's nest!”
"This is too small!"
Fatty Wang looked at the hole on the ground that was about 30 degrees inclined. He rubbed his head, looked at his waist, and sighed.
"Damn!"
"Why don't I just protect you from the wind?”
"I can't climb into such a small hole!”
Hao Xietian squatted at the entrance of the cave. He thought of the story his Third Uncle told him, and his eyes couldn't help but become absent-minded.
He had thought that it was just a story made up to coax a child, but he did not expect to see this bandit hole here today.
There were marks left by shovels all around the bandit cave, and there were no plants growing on either side.
This was a wild mountain. Although it was near Haojiaju Village, no one came here.
Some people said that on the night of the full moon, someone had seen a white-haired, green-faced, and sharp-toothed man wandering around here.
There were also people who said that many people disappeared after coming to this wild mountain. Even their bones were not found.
Now, it seemed that the legends were true.
this tomb
It was not an ordinary tomb.
"I say, this place doesn't look like a place with a tomb.”
"It's so desolate, and the feng shui feels ordinary. Whether you look horizontally or vertically, it doesn't seem like a place that an emperor would choose.”
"Why would there be a document from the Wu Dynasty that recorded the secret of immortality?”
"Eh? Hao Xie Tian, you said your grandfather brought your uncle here. What happened after that?”
Fatty Wang sat on a stone block and looked at the forest in front of him. Then, he took out his phone and glanced at it.
As expected, there was no signal here.
Hao Xietian said.
"And then…"
"They did see the document, but they couldn't bring it out.”
"Because they are all dead!"
Suddenly, Fatty Wang's expression froze. He looked at Hao Xiatian in a daze. He couldn't believe that such a well-versed aristocratic family had all died here.
Could it be that there was something evil in this tomb?
"No way!"
"Your grandfather and your uncles are famous for being bumpkins.”
"You're very experienced. You actually lost everything here?”
"Could it be that in this tomb…"
Before he finished his words, Hao Xietian nodded.
"There's Red Blood Fiend!"
Fatty Wang seemed to have been frightened. His body leaned back and he almost fell over.
"Blood-red Blood Fiend!"
"F * ck!"
"Then why are we here? I want money, but I want my life!”
"Normally, a dumpling would almost make me lose my life. Now that a Red Blood Demon has come, I might as well go and see Meng Po!”
The Red Blood Evil was also a type of dumpling.
An ordinary rice dumpling's strength was almost five times that of an ordinary person. It was simply impossible to resist.
Their bodies were stiff, and their skin was their best armor. Some dumplings could not even be pierced by bullets.
At the same time, their speed was extremely fast.
They were no match for them in a race.
The Red Blood Fiend was a super dumpling.
Its strength, speed, and defense were far above ordinary rice dumplings. More importantly, the Red Blood Evil's body was also poisonous.
Once the blood of the Red Blood Fiend came into contact with it, ordinary people would die immediately.
Therefore, when Fatty Wang heard that there was a Red Blood Fiend here, he was as shocked as a rabbit. Even now, his back was covered in cold sweat.
Hao Xietian looked at Zhang Qilin with hesitation in his eyes.
"Little brother, what do you think?"
"Should we go down?"
" We only have a 3.8-caliber hunting rifle and a few donkey hooves. If we encounter the Red Blood Fiend, it might not be the case."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Qilin had already walked to the front of the bandit cave.
He did not stay for a second before bending down and entering the burrow.
The black-gold ancient saber behind him was still emitting a black saber light. It was as if neither the dumpling nor the Red Blood Demon would last more than two seconds under this saber.
He had such confidence.
Although he had never seen the Red Blood Fiend, he had seen countless dumplings.
He had never been so scared that he dared not fight back because of a dumpling.
Seeing that Zhang Qilin had already walked in, Fatty Wang frowned and looked helpless.
"Alright, forget it!"
"His thigh has already expressed his stance. If we want to leave, we'll leave together. If we want to die, we'll die together!”
Fatty Wang also stood up.
The thought of the Red Blood Fiend still gave him goosebumps.
However, he would never watch them go to such a dangerous place without bringing him along.
Hao Xietian couldn't help but glance at Zhang Qilin, feeling touched.
He wanted to enter the tomb, but because of the Red Blood Fiend, he hesitated.
Now, Zhang Qilin gave him the answer directly.
It also saved him the trouble of thinking about it.
moreover
As long as they didn't disturb the Red Blood Fiend, there shouldn't be any danger.
He followed behind Zhang Qilin and entered the small hole.
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88 Xiangyun Road, Hanjiang Tattoo Shop.
The armchair on the first floor was facing the entrance of the tattoo parlor.
There was a young man in a white shirt and black trousers sitting on the armchair. His handsome face was a little immature, and it was easy for people to recognize him as a student when he walked on the street.
This person was Han Jiang.
He was fiddling with a slender needle in his hand. At the same time, he frowned and muttered softly.
"Flying Flower Acupuncture Technique?"
"Tattoo Technique!"
At this moment, Han Jiang looked at the long needle in his hand, and the image of a man tattooing a customer from afar appeared in his mind.
There was a thin thread at the tail of the formation, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Those who didn't know better would think that the needle was controlled by his mind.
The Flying Flower Acupuncture Technique was about how many needles the user could control at the same time.
Controlling a needle could be considered as a beginner.
Those who controlled the three needles could be considered experts.
The person who controlled the six needles could be considered a master.
The more needles he controlled, the more difficult it would be. However, the advantage was that the tattoo would be faster and more powerful.
The more powerful the tattoo, the more powerful it would be.
Just imagine, without castration, he could learn Invincible East's unique skill. Wouldn't he be tempted?
Han Jiang was a little tempted.
I only contacted this needle of the Flying Flower Acupuncture Technique
It was not something that could be replaced by ordinary needles.
First of all, the degree of hardness was not something that ordinary needles could withstand.
This required Han Jiang to search for some extremely hard metals, but these metals were extremely rare and could not be bought at a hardware store.
Han Jiang shook his head slightly, then took out his phone and opened his contact list to find a number called Zhang Qilin.
At the same time, he muttered.
"This kind of thing is not common in the market.”
"But we might be able to find one in the tomb.”
"This is good about being a boss. You don't go out, but your connections are spread all over the world."
"Now that there are grave robbers, there might be immortal cultivators in the future.”
After saying that, Han Jiang dialed Zhang Qilin's number.
"Beep toot!"
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