Chapter Eighty-Five: Corpse Transformation
This time, Xing Jie is going to play big.
finally got a clue, so Xing Jie would never let go easily. Whoever loves that kind of hell immortal elixir wants it, but this pillow made of a holy tree, Xing Jie will definitely not let go.
As long as this thing is shipped out, then the ownership is definitely in the hands of Uncle Wang and the Pope. If you want to get it out of the hands of these two old foxes, you still don't even think about it.
Even if they lent this thing to Xing Jie for observation with kindness, the price Xing Jie would have to pay was definitely not something that ordinary people could imagine!
So, take a gamble!
Xing Jie took out the dragon claw knife, cut down a stone on the stone wall, and carefully carved it according to the appearance of the pillow. It was only twenty minutes before a stone pillow of height, height and width appeared in front of everyone.
When Xing Jie took the stone pillow back to the edge of the sarcophagus, put the stone pillow down and clasped his hands into fists, and gave a salute to the sarcophagus.
"Sir, the younger generation Han Zhongxuan, the ancestor Han Fei, and Mr. were also officials in the same dynasty back then. This time, Mr. Disturb has offended a lot. This is also forced to make this decision out of desperation, but please rest assured, the younger generation's work is okay, and it will definitely not damage the husband's legacy. Moreover, this stone pillow is made of precious granite used by the younger generation, the shape is simple and elegant, warm in winter and cool in summer, it is really a rare treasure. ”
Shameless!
This is the common voice of Zhao Minghua, Natasha, and Hank at this time.
However, the dead Daoist friends are not dead and poor, if this Xu Fu really has a spirit in the sky, go to Han Zhongxuan. Anyway, that bastard did a lot of digging graves, and no matter how he punished, he wouldn't lose it, would he?
"Minghua, you hold this knife, always pay attention. If I accidentally miss, you will cut off his head as soon as possible! At that time, even if this is a super master like Azazel, it is just a head, and it will not be too difficult to deal with! Natasha, you be my assistant, and when I take out the pillow, you must hand over the stone pillow to me as soon as possible!"
After Xing Jie finished speaking, he moved his fingers, took a long breath, closed his eyes and stayed quietly for a while, then directly entered the realm of the kind of people who have hunting skills, nodded to Zhao Minghua, and then came directly to the head of the corpse.
Holding his breath, he stretched out two fingers and gently lifted them up to the corpse's bun and touched them gently. Then he withdrew his hand, took a few deep breaths again, and began to take the pillow officially.
The way ancient and modern people slept was not quite the same.
Especially for the use of pillows, there is a big difference. Modern people put their heads on pillows, while ancient people put pillows down on their necks to avoid messing up their hairstyles.
Of course, this is true, and I am not talking nonsense here.
In this way, the piece of the deceased's hair is in a suspended state. Just give Xing Jie a chance to start. It's really lucky, if this corpse adopts the modern pillow method, Xing Jie only needs to hold the other party's neck, and the stone wall of the corpse will be open, so that the bead in his mouth will inevitably be swallowed.
Xing Jie's right hand stretched out as a whole, slowly reaching the back of the corpse's head, and slowly lifted it, so that the corpse's head was about half a millimeter away from the pillow, and then his left hand pulled out the pillow with lightning speed. Natasha on the side is also a good match, taking the pillow with her left hand and handing over the stone pillow with her right hand.
When Xing Jie put the head of the corpse back on the stone pillow, the whole operation was perfectly over. This operation took less than three minutes, and the cooperation between several people was smooth, and there was no mistake. At this time, Xing Jie was in a good mood, and directly put the trunk of this holy tree into his backpack.
And at this time, an unimaginable change suddenly happened, it was originally an ancient corpse like an uncle next door, but after Xing Jie took the pillow, it changed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The immortal elixir in the mouth of reality instantly turned into a pool of clear water, and quickly disappeared into the mouth of the dead corpse.
"Minghua, cut!" Xing Jie snorted,
And Zhao Minghua didn't have the slightest concern, the dragon claw knife in his hand was directly waved into a sleek-like brilliance, and it slashed directly at the neck of the dead corpse.
However, the incomparably sharp dragon claw knife in the past did not work at this time, and Zhao Minghua's blow with all his strength was only half of the depth of the opponent's throat. If it is an ordinary person, such an injury is no different from death, but for a dead corpse, it is really nothing, and it is not even useful at all.
The entire corpse turned pale at this point, and the muscles of the entire body began to swell. In just a few seconds, the whole person seems to have grown in a circle. This scene looks terrifying and abnormal, just like the mutant giant who ate hormones in the horror sci-fi film of the US imperialists.
It's just that Xing Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this is okay, it seems that it is just the grade of Xiao Liu in the Qinling Ruins, although it is a little troublesome, but it can still be dealt with. The only thing that needs to be done now is how to lure this guy out of the sarcophagus-free area.
And Zhao Minghua also changed his moves very quickly, seeing that the vertical slash didn't work, it was directly a sharp snap, and he directly began to stab it upwards from the jaw. If he doesn't die like this, then he really has nothing to do, so he can only hope that the grenade on his body will be of some use when the time comes.
I hope this Hulk-like guy won't be like a little who can't be killed.
In that case, the trouble is really big!
Zhao Minghua's stab was directly blocked by the dead corpse with his hand. The sharp nails were on par with the dragon claw knife. This is something that no one could have imagined.
However, no one felt discouraged, the other party's actions only showed one thing, that is, the head is also fatal to such a monster!
Draw a knife, throw it, pull out a gun, shoot.
The two specially processed guns directly hit each other's heads, and the expanded magazine of twenty rounds plus the bullets made of that kind of black metal can be killed on the spot even if they are stacked with white ghosts.
It's just that what I didn't expect was that the opponent not only had a high defense, but also moved fast to a very exaggerated level. Except for a few that were not caught, as soon as the monster stretched out its hand, dozens of warheads were scattered on the ground by it.
All of the above happened in less than a minute, and in the same way, this monster not only blocked all the attacks from Zhao Minghua, but also completed the change.
With a height of about three meters, although the muscles are knotted, he doesn't look like a fool who can only play with big muscles, on the contrary, he looks very smooth overall, and the proportions of his body are extremely good, which is not an exaggeration to call it a golden ratio.
And this kind of monster is also Xing Jie's biggest headache, because their natural instinct is one, and that is speed!