Rumble!

Zhang Meng only felt a cold feeling coming from his back, and he looked back with some difficulty, the ghost fire was suspended not far behind him, and Zhang Meng seemed to see a hideous smile.

The next moment, Zhang Meng felt that his eyes had turned into a green ocean, and the fireball slammed into his face.

Zhang Meng's head was blank, such a close distance coupled with the terrifying speed of this ghost fire, he didn't even have time to think, let alone avoid the attack of this ghost fire.

He only had time to make a subconscious movement, raising his right hand to block his face.

Rumble!

Zhang Meng's palm seemed to have grabbed an ice cube, and then a burst of dark green sparks ignited on his palm, and then in his frightened gaze, the green sparks actually spread up along his palm, and in the blink of an eye, it reached his arm!

Zhang Meng just looked at his arm as if he had become an old man, thin and rotten.

He let out a terrible cry, the pain as if someone was cutting his flesh with a knife, it was definitely a kind of torture with a thousand cuts! Even if it was only for a second, Zhang Meng's pupils were so painful that she was about to faint. But the next moment, the pain pulled him back from his coma, and let him continue to feel the pain.

Zhang Meng finally understood why the two people before begged to die, this is indeed a feeling that life is worse than death.

The burning was peculiar, as if it was just a little bit of decay from the outside, eating away at your skin, then the bones, and finally the nerves.

Ghost fire is not like ordinary flames, if it is the kind of flame of a flamethrower, it can turn an entire arm into mist in an instant, without having to enjoy the feeling of being dead and alive.

Cha!

Zhang Meng's spirit seemed to have become in a trance, and he only heard the sound of bones being chopped off. The first to react was actually Ye Ba, he took out the saber of one of the Ye family's entourages like lightning, and when the ghost fire spread to Zhang Meng's body, he cut off Zhang Meng's entire arm with one knife, and the hand curled up slightly under the burning of the ghost fire, and soon became unrecognizable.

Zhang Meng howled miserably, and his face was full of despair as he looked at his arm.

It's hard for people who haven't experienced this feeling to feel it, an able-bodied person has become a one-armed cripple in this instant, even if it's not the time to think about this, Zhang Meng still feels that his world seems to have collapsed all of a sudden.

He didn't even bother to look at the avalanche of plasma spurting from his shoulder.

"Ah Meng, are you okay?"

Xiao Lou ran over crying and screaming, and the fat man also leaned over in a panic, he grabbed Zhang Meng's shoulder tightly, and then pressed the gap hard, trying to stop the bleeding from the huge wound on Zhang Meng's shoulder.

But such a big wound can't be stopped like this at all, and Zhang Meng's blood splattered out as if he didn't want money.

Soon his face turned pale, and his body began to tremble, losing so much blood In the face of this cold temperature, he had no body to resist at all.

Ye Ba walked over, and suddenly poked at Zhang Meng's shoulder, the fat man only heard a sound of bone cracking, and Zhang Meng's shoulder appearance was obviously deformed.

With the power of Ye Bayi's fingers, he actually poked Zhang Meng in the shoulder.

"What the are you doing?"

The fat man was furious, and he was about to grab Ye Ba's collar, but he was hit by a pistol on the head, and Wu looked at him with a cold face.

The fat man had no doubt that if he made any more moves, Wu Yong would shoot immediately, and he put down his hand stupidly.

"Hey, the bleeding has stopped! Fuck it, it's not going to be a fucking point, is it? ”

The fat man turned around and saw a strange scene, Zhang Meng's wound seemed to have coagulated, and no blood flowed out.

The technique of dotting points is indeed preserved, but this quintessence of the country has gradually been lost in the thinking of the older generation of Chinese people. It is rumored that a master of acupoints who can understand the important acupoints of the human body can take a person's life at any time! For example, some places in the acupuncture points of the human body are places where blood is stored, qi is nourished, or some nerve connections are connected, and then there are the intersection points of blood vessels, and so on.

Some people practice acupoint kung fu and don't get home, sometimes they point to it, and suddenly half of the body is paralyzed, that is, when they point to the acupoint, a few nerves give the finger force a press, and suddenly it loses its effect for a short time, and all the body will not feel it. Legend has it that there are some people who are proficient in this way of traditional Chinese medicine, and if they do some extremely painful medical treatment for their patients, they will order a few anesthetic sutras to alleviate the pain of the human body.

For example, at that time, Guan Gong's bone scraping to cure poison, because Guan Gong was unwilling to use the hemp to boil, Hua Tuo first used the technique of acupoints, and then opened the knife, so that Guan Gong could play chess easily as usual. Otherwise, even a man can't stand that kind of pain.

"If I didn't call you dead, you can't die! Your veins are stuck in my shoulder, and after half an hour, you will feel your shoulder swell, and after two hours, your shoulder will explode, and then you will die. ”

Ye Ba stared at Zhang Meng and said with a smile.

"Are you fucking or are you not human?" The fat man roared.

Ye Ba showed a mocking look on his face: "If it weren't for me, he might have died faster, and now he still needs to do something for me, so I won't let him die so quickly......"

The fat man was angry, but seeing that Wu Yong had not put down the muzzle of the gun in his hand, he still forcibly resisted the idea of rushing up and fighting with this guy.

"Ah Meng, are you okay?" Xiao Lou grabbed Zhang Meng's palm and asked with a crying voice.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Zhang Meng smiled reluctantly, he also got rid of the desperate thoughts before, after experiencing the kind of torture that made people faint to death, and then immediately woke people up, Zhang Meng now felt ordinary about the huge pain in his arm.

Just looking at the empty arm, it really made him feel an indescribable pain, and in the future he would be a disabled person, a waste, a waste that can't be done with a submachine gun.

And over there, the half-split ghost fire was also confronting the walker Wu Song and the Nine Pattern Dragon.

Those two fire dragons couldn't help the black impermanence that split half, but this black impermanence didn't dare to rush over. Knowing its weakness, if this black and impermanent ghost fire came into contact with the flames, it could still inflict fatal damage on it.

"Fatty, we're fine, you went over and helped put out that ghost fire."

Zhang Meng said a little weakly, on the other side, the black dragon howled violently, and its body was actually pulled away from the jade palace dozens of meters long, and its huge dragon head stared at this side, as if it was staring at the enemy in the sea of blood.

(Lao Jiu's new book "Ghost Notes" is logged in to QQ to read, and members can read it for free on a monthly basis, so come and support it!) "Ghost Hit" is a horror novel adapted by Lao Jiu based on his personal experience of being a Taoist priest for 20 years. And now I am actively leaving messages in the book review area of the ghost handbook, and I also have the opportunity to get a physical book of tomb robbery signed by Lao Jiu. ）

(The following is a synopsis of "Ghost Collision": When I was not born, my grandfather dug up a coffin from the Yellow River, and that night, he slept with the female corpse all night.) When I was nine years old, I discovered that I could see ghosts. At the age of sixteen, I became a Taoist priest. ）