The location of Cao Yusheng, who was talking eloquently, fifty meters down, was the crypt.

Lin Shuo and his party, since entering the tree hole, actually walked back underground.

Right now, they have reached the most critical juncture.

When he realized that it was a white-headed flying corpse instead of a snowman rushing over on the opposite side, Lin Shuo took precautions as soon as he gave an early warning.

At this moment, Lin Shuo knew that the white head flying corpse was rushing over.

Others can plug their ears with whale oil in the back, but he can't.

Because he knew that not only was the white-headed flying corpse rushing over, but the snowman hadn't actually gone far, just lying in ambush around the corner in front of him.

From here, less than fifty meters.

Once you make a move, take a whale oil or something, the snowman will raise his head and raise his hand to be an arrow, and he can dodge it, and the people behind him will suffer.

Since you can't dodge, you must put your hand where it should be, and you can't move around, otherwise it will be difficult to prevent the snowman's attack in the first place.

After all, he was suddenly moving forward at this time, and he was exercising the duties of the Zhang family.

Since the hand can't move around, then the sonic attack of the white-headed flying corpse needs to find other ways to defend it.

Of course, Lin Shuo has his own way.

Sealing the eardrum is not difficult for Lin Shuo.

The Lin family's cultivation is not only an earth-shattering ability, but also these small points.

And the so-called earth-shattering ability is actually composed of a number of sub-knots.

There are six hundred and thirty-nine muscles in the human body.

Some muscles are controlled by the human mind, called voluntary muscles, also called skeletal muscles, and some cannot be controlled by random thoughts, called involuntary muscles.

Those muscles that are controlled by the Lin family must be cultivated to the extreme, not only the strength is far beyond ordinary people, but also they must really do whatever they want.

The divine power of the Lin family hunter is not only the extraordinary strength of the muscle contraction, but also the result of the perfect coordination of all related muscles.

And those muscles that are controlled by the mind are the evolutionary barriers of living beings.

No matter how you practice, you can only exercise the strength of this muscle, but you can't directly control it.

This kind of involuntary muscle, the Lin family should be able to sense its state, and make full use of the regularity of the activity of these muscles.

The former is external power.

The latter is internal strength.

The inheritance of the Lin family's nine inches and nine is called cultivation, but in fact, it is both internal and external.

The human throat and ears are connected. Between the human nasopharynx and the tympanic chamber of the middle ear, there is a passage called the eustachian tube.

Sending body fluids from the throat to the tympanic chamber of the middle ear through the eustachian tube is something that ordinary people can't do.

Because in the process of evolution, the muscles related to this action near the throat of the human body have already degenerated.

But Lin Shuo can.

This is not only because of the Lin family's external skills, but also because these throat muscles are related to the Lin family's qi swallowing method, which Lin Shuo has practiced.

So soon, Lin Shuo's body did not move, and his eardrums were actually sealed.

Others use whale oil that is the outer seal, he is the inner seal.

A mouthful of dantian qi hits the throat and pushes the body fluid through the eustachian tube to the inside of the eardrum, thus sealing the eardrum.

According to the information he had before, Lin Shuo thought that if he had done this, at least for the time being, the sonic attack of the white head flying corpse would be negligible.

Because all the previous information has shown that the infrasound waves emitted by this white-headed flying corpse are not on the natural frequencies of the major organs of the human body, so they are harmless to the human body.

All you need to guard against is its high-frequency sound waves.

Lin Shuo knew in his heart that it would be about a minute from now on, and what he needed to pay attention to was the snowman in the corner in front of him.

A minute later, the white head flying corpse arrived, and the situation would be a little more complicated by then.

I heard that the white head flying corpse is very fast.

But now there are three burdens behind him, and he can't act rashly, so he can only wait and see.

Holding an arrow in his hand, Lin Shuo calmed down and waited.

But within two seconds, Lin Shuo felt uncomfortable.

This kind of discomfort is like Lin Shuo's feeling of being overcharged all over his body on a rainy day when he was a child, passing by a power pole that leaked.

The skin is paralyzed and the body is stiff.

So Lin Shuo knew.

The previous information was wrong!

This white-headed flying corpse, infrasonic attack is effective against the human body!

He suddenly remembered that this white-headed flying corpse actually had a name.

Its owner, Cao Jiulong, once teamed up with his father Lin Leshan, and Lin Leshan once whispered in Lin Shuo's ear.

What is it called...... Ganoderma lucidum.

This name, compared with the "heart and liver" of the Cao family's flying corpse king a hundred years ago, has no clear direction.

Therefore, Lin Shuo also felt at first that this white-headed flying corpse should not have any impact on humans in terms of infrasound.

Now Lin Shuo personally understood it and understood that his father should have heard it wrong.

That's not "Ganoderma lucidum", but "clotted fat".

The skin is like a gel.

The infrasonic waves of this white-headed flying corpse attack human skin and subcutaneous fat.

Skin and subcutaneous fat, that's two things, the resonance frequency is not the same.

The heart and liver are also two different things, and the resonance frequency is also different.

This "clotted fat", like the "heart and liver" a hundred years ago, in addition to the very strong high-frequency sound waves, can also emit two kinds of infrasonic waves at the same time, and both infrasonic waves can cause harm to the human body.

This kind of flying corpse, even in the Cao family's eight-hundred-year cultivation history, can be called one in a thousand.

That's the true King of the Flying Corpses.

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Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal, is a famous tourist destination in South Asia.

In January of the Gregorian calendar, there are not many tourists in the Himalayas at this time, but the warm Kathmandu is full of visitors.

Hanuman Doka Palace, located in Durbar Square, was built in the 13th century during the Richardy Dynasty, also known as the Old Imperial Palace, and its status in Kathmandu is similar to that of the Forbidden City in Yenching.

It is one of the most visited places in the whole of Kathmandu.

It's noon, it's lunchtime, and most of the tourists are looking around for a place to eat, and there are fewer people in Durbar Square than in the morning.

At the corner of the square, a large white parasol is propped up.

At present, the tourists on the square are here, with three floors inside and three floors outside, and they are full of people.

The people around were all standing and watching, and in the center of the crowd, there were two people sitting.

One of them is a gray-haired old man from China, surnamed Xu, who worked at a cultural center before his retirement.

Aunt Xu is now away with a little money, and she came to Kathmandu to play.

Since people have come, they can't go back empty-handed, but they have to bring something to keep in mind.

Seeing that someone started to set up a portrait booth in the square, Aunt Xu came over, planning to take a portrait of herself and go back as a souvenir.

As for the craftsmanship of the painter, it is not so important.

Because she herself was a teacher who taught painting at the cultural center, she knew what level of this street painter was.

Since people dare to eat this bowl of rice, there is at least one advantage, that is, the hands and feet are nimble, the painting is fast, and it does not waste much time.

This painting stall has just been set up, and the first transaction at the door today seems to be itself.

Aunt Xu sat on the plastic stool for a while, and then she felt that something was wrong.

Why do you get more and more people around?

When Aunt Xu thought of this, she turned her head around and went to see this painter.

Aunt Xu can paint herself and is a connoisseur, and this time she asked for a sideways portrait, so she sat sideways at the beginning.

What the painter looked like, she hadn't seen it clearly before. As soon as she sat down, the artist was looking down and arranging his tools.

At this moment, she knew why there were more and more people here.

This artist is a woman, very beautiful.

People don't look like the locals here, who have darker skin.

And this female painter can be said to be very white and clean.

Aunt Xu herself is a graduate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, has been teaching painting for decades, and is very sensitive to the contours of the human face.

At this glance, you can see that this girl's facial features are neither Chinese nor Western, neither like Orientals nor Westerners, and she should be a mixed-race child.

Mixed-race children, Aunt Xu has actually seen a lot, and they all say that mixed-race children are beautiful, but in fact, it is not necessarily true.

But the combination of this girl's facial features can be so beautiful, Aunt Xu really feels that she has seen it this time.

Her eyes, in particular, have light blue pupils, which are rare even among Westerners.

She is painting now, and from time to time she glances at Aunt Xu, who is a model, and with that small look, Aunt Xu feels seductive even if she is a woman.

It doesn't matter if the face is good-looking, the figure is good.

The female painter painted with her easel propped up on one side and sitting sideways.

When you come to this side of the body, you will show your body very well. There should be something in the front and back, the size is just right, and the curve looks comfortable.

The eyes of connoisseurs are different from ordinary people.

Just glanced at it, how to draw this girl's face, how to play the shadows, and how to walk the curve of her body, Aunt Xu had it in her mind.

The more I looked, the more I felt itchy, and I couldn't wait to snatch the easel opposite, thinking to myself, girl, don't paint me, I'll paint you.

Obviously such a good model, why did he come to our painting world?

Of course, I thought so in my heart, I couldn't do this, and at the same time, Aunt Xu also understood in my heart why so many people were suddenly surrounded here.

This girl is so beautiful that she is easy to attract bees and butterflies.

And his own people are old and decrepit, and now the adult family will be a foil.

Aunt Xu is a kind-hearted person after all, thinking about a girl's family, it's not easy to show up, come here, let's talk about it after painting.

So she didn't speak, turned to the side again, and let the female painter continue.

The people around were already full, most of them were holding their cameras to take pictures, and Aunt Xu knew in her heart that she was not filming herself.

She also persuaded herself in her heart: What is this, the person you are shooting is painting me.

After waiting for five or six minutes, Aunt Xu only heard a "bang" on the easel in her ear, and the drawing paper was taken off.

Aunt Xu nodded secretly in her heart, it is not clear what the level of the little girl is, at least the speed is really fast.

has a little ability, can have a bite to eat here, and it doesn't seem to rely on his own appearance.

Aunt Xu turned around, looked at the painting stall in front of her, and found that the female painter was stamping her portrait with a seal.

This made Aunt Xu almost laugh out loud.

Street sketches, and they are drawn for others, and there are faces poking their own seals on the paintings?

Girl, you are a little girl who sells paintings, not an old artist who is hard to find.

And on a Western stick figure sketch, poke a traditional Chinese seal, isn't it nondescript?

Despite snickering in her heart, Aunt Xu still glanced at the painting, thinking that anyway, it was only a few yuan of business, so don't be so particular, let her go.

Originally, she didn't have much hope, but when she looked at it, she was stunned for a moment.

Sketching, in fact, is very skillful, and is known as the "art of reason".

Just this portrait in front of me, without more than 20 years of knowledge, it is impossible.

Even Aunt Xu herself has the skills, but now she can't do it physically and energetically, and if she wants to draw a sketch at this level, she can't do it.

"Oh girl!" Aunt Xu woke up, excited and sorry in her heart, and grabbed the female painter's hand at once.

This girl is young, and she has a foundation in Western painting skills, but she looks older than her.

Don't sell paintings here, change to China, that can be done!

It's a shame to be here!

Aunt Xu's regret in her heart is getting stronger and stronger, and she doesn't know what to say.

In the end, she only said one sentence:

"You're so good at drawing. ”

After calming down, Aunt Xu felt that it was a little strange that she was holding these hands.

The knuckles are very slender, indeed women's hands, but the knuckles are very long, especially the third knuckle of the fingertip, which is a bit outrageously long.

Aunt Xu is a painter and is very sensitive to the proportions of the human body, thinking that the knuckles of this tall girl should not be so long.

Maybe this is the vision of a strange man, a genius, who will always be a little different from others.

The female painter in front of her kept smiling and looking at herself, and she didn't speak.

This is a pitiful little appearance, and it's really a fox.

Aunt Xu let go of her hand a little embarrassed, and her eyes fell on the portrait in front of her again.

This time, she didn't see the painting, but the mud that was poked on the painting.

What the female painter poked just now was a private seal, and she wanted to know what the painter's name was when she read the words of this seal clearly, so that she could be called.

White paper and red clay, although the words are small, but still can be seen clearly.

Small seal, two words:

"Clotted Fat".

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