Li Hao's face was cold, and there was a anger hidden behind his glasses that would explode at any time. I suddenly felt a little sad, for Li Hao, and for this absurd and terrible fact.

The old lady walked to the extinguished fire, cut some of the burned ashes from it with a knife, pinched it with her hands, and sprinkled the ashes into the bamboo jars containing the blood of the two men. I looked at the old lady's actions with great puzzlement, and thought to myself, could it be that the ashes of this "thunder wood" are also something special!

The old lady took out a small ball of white cotton thread from the cloth bag, pulled it in three sections, and tied it to the middle fingers of the three men, and put the other end of the thread into the bamboo pot. The blood spread down the cotton thread and stained it red and white. The old lady held a bamboo stopper in one hand and said, "Chen'er, I'll let you light the fire in a while, and you can start again!" ”

"Yes!" Xue Chen responded respectfully and walked over to prepare.

I stood by and watched, confused, and the old lady saw that the blood had spread to the part of her fingers, and her mouth opened and closed, as if she was chanting a mantra. Suddenly, the blood that had stagnated in the knot of the cotton thread rushed over, dyeing the white thread around the middle finger red.

"Ugh!"

Xiaoxue suddenly screamed in pain, Li Hao immediately rushed to her side, and then he also let out a cry of pain, and the two fainted.

The old lady said in a deep voice, "Make a fire!" ”

Xue Chenli poured the remaining half bottle of vegetable oil on the ground, and waited for the fire to ignite before he carefully picked up the piece of wood and put it into the flame along with the wrench on it. The fire quickly rose up, enveloping the "thunder wood", and after a while, the wrench also reacted - it was extinguishing!

A large expanse quickly cleared up in the center of the flame, forming a hollow circle around the wrench and gradually expanding. After a while, the wrench rose into the air, floating in the center of the flames, emitting a blinding light, up and down, up and down......

The three people in the wheelchair screamed in pain, Zhang Yufen watched her relatives have been in trouble repeatedly, and for a while, she broke down emotionally and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the wood was about to burn out, and the fire was getting weaker and weaker, I suddenly remembered that there was a piece of red bamboo given by Master Fa Yan in my bag. Talking better than nothing, I hurriedly threw it into the fire, but strangely, the fire did not intensify, and the bamboo wood did not seem to burn at all.

"Unblock!" The old lady snapped.

Cinnabar sealed, spiritual blood sealed, spiritual blood, blood - I reacted, my heart was crossed, and I bit my fingers. I dripped blood on the bamboo, but it seemed to ...... No response! Just when I regretted that I had made a mistake, the red paint on the bamboo quickly faded, revealing its original appearance, just an ordinary, somewhat charred bamboo, but fortunately it burned!

"Ahh

"Ding~Jingling~Jingling~"

Before I could react to the exclamation of who had just made, the sudden sound of the brass bell gave me the illusion of being pulled away. It was as if I saw a few black mist popping out of the wrench, and just before I fell into a coma, "click" - something, broken!

The old lady pressed the stopper of the bamboo jar tightly, and the sweat on her forehead made a few bends along the folds on her face, sliding and falling. Waiting for the moment when the fire was completely extinguished, the old lady pulled the plug off the bamboo can, and she was relieved to see the three people in the wheelchair shake one after another.

The old lady trembled to the fire, and she bent down to pick up the jewelry box on the floor, and looked at it, frowning.

"Chen'er!" The old lady called. Xue Chen put down the unconscious person in his arms, got up and walked over, the old lady handed him the jewelry box in her hand and said, "Go and put that thing away, you might as well bring some carbon slag!" ”

Xue Chen took the jewelry box, and in the pile of black ashes that was still steaming, he dug out the wrench that had been broken into three petals—it lay there quietly, showing its original appearance as white as clotted fat!

"Ancestor!" Lao Zhang came back to his senses and stepped forward tremblingly and asked, "Is this ...... It's okay? ”

"It's all right!" The old lady said with relief: "Rest for a while, and you will recover slowly!" ”

When Lao Zhang heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards Zhang Yufen and shouted, "Madam, it's okay!" The ancestor said it was okay! However, Zhang Yufen's expression was sluggish, but she did not react to his words......

When I woke up, I found myself sleeping in Xiao Ting's bed, and the sun was shining through the window. I forced myself to sit up, feeling groggy in my head.

"You're awake!" Xiao Ting rushed over with an arrow step.

"I'm so hungry!" I felt like my chest was pressed against my back.

"You still know that you're hungry, and you've slept for a day and a night, oh no, it's just a day and two nights!"

"Oh......"

"I'll get you something to eat!"

"I don't know what's going on......" I said to myself, and I found my mind surprisingly foggy and my stomach surprisingly hungry. It's no wonder that I hadn't eaten much in the two days before I fell asleep. I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and with a slight shake of my body, I looked up and stared at the bedroom door and walked over.

"Why did you get out, I still want to bring it in for you!"

I walked to the table, pulled a chair and sat down, and said weakly, "I'm sorry for you to serve!" ”

"I think you're embarrassed!" Xiao Ting pulled a chair and sat down in front of me, and said with a rare sigh: "Look at you like that, I really worry about you!" ”

I looked down at myself, "What's wrong with me?" ”

"Skinny!" Xiao Ting jokingly said that the night before yesterday, Xue Chen called her to go downstairs to pick up someone, and when she looked at the unconscious person on Xue Chen's back, her face was pale, and she looked like a gossamer, she suddenly felt a little panicked, for fear that the person in front of her would never wake up again.

"What does it smell like?" I suddenly smelled something strange.

"Ah, my face!" Xiao Ting exclaimed.

A big bowl of mushy noodles was served, and my mental state was much better. I walked into the bathroom with a change of clothes, and on a hot day, I really felt like I was going to go rancid!

Soaking in the bathtub, I tried to think back to what had happened that night, and it was all beyond my imagination. I was so confused, mixed up with a stomach full of questions - I don't know what happened to the people of the Li family and that strange uncle, and I would be relieved to call and ask about the situation later.

I reached out and pressed my sore neck, resting my head on the edge of the tub to relax. Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation, as if someone was tickling - from the soles of my feet, my calves to my body, I lifted my hand out of the water, and I found that my wrists were full of black hair, and I was holding a handful in my palm, and it was still alive!

I was surprisingly calm, and watched as the strands of hair slowly wound up from all sides, soon covering my chest, my shoulders, and the tentacles of the hair reaching to my mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and at the last moment, I saw a familiar face emerge from the black water—it was me!