Chapter 3: The Book of Blood

The lid of the pot was lifted by the "walking corpse", and a thick aroma of meat suddenly spread.

A human hand, severed at the wrist, lay quietly at the bottom of the pot, the meat on his hand was boiled white, obviously cooked.

The corners of the "walking corpse" drooled, and he jerked his hand into the pot, scooped up the human hand and sent it to his mouth.

The majestic man was shocked and angry, shouted loudly, pounced on the walking corpse, grabbed the hand of the "walking corpse", twisted it violently, and snatched the human hand.

"Roar~~" The "walking corpse" saw that the meat in his mouth was snatched away by the great man, and suddenly roared, jumped up three feet high, and pounced on the great man like a tiger.

The majestic man's face was pale, he didn't look back, and with a backhand punch, he knocked the "walking corpse" away, and his eyes looked at the "familiar hand" in his hand in a daze.

Fang Chengtian was completely stunned, the smell of meat that he had been puzzled about finally had an answer, he had also guessed that it might be human flesh, and he had some psychological preparations, but when he really saw it, he still couldn't help but feel cold from within, anger rose from his heart, and his snort gradually became heavy.

If those "walking corpses" eat human flesh, it is understandable, because they have been poisoned and lost their minds.

But the majestic man in front of him is sane, and eating human flesh is really evil.

At this time, Fang Chengtian carefully looked at the great man, only to see that he was eight feet long, with thick eyebrows like ink, and with his square face, he didn't look like a wicked person.

But he really did a very evil thing!

Fang Chengtian took a few deep breaths, tried his best to suppress the violent aura in his heart, and said slowly: "Tell me what's going on?" ”

After speaking, Fang Chengtian stared at the majestic man to see how he could explain.

Hearing this, the majestic man stopped, and slowly raised his head, his tiger eyes were full of bloodshots, and the sadness on his face made Fang Chengtian tremble in his heart.

"Could it be that there is something else hidden in this matter? Otherwise, why was his expression so sad? Fang Chengtian couldn't help frowning, secretly guessing.

The majestic man looked at Xiao Bao in Fang Chengtian's arms, Xiao Bao was already crying tired and asleep, he raised his eyes and looked at Fang Chengtian again, without saying a word, he turned around and walked straight to the inner room.

"Hey~~~" Fang Chengtian called him, but as if he didn't hear it, he walked to the door of the inner room without looking back, opened the curtain and went in.

Fang Chengtian's face was full of puzzlement, and he looked at the old man: "Master, this ......"

The old man sighed, "Let's see." ”

Fang Chengtian nodded, walked quickly to the door of the inner room, stretched out his hand to open a small crack in the door curtain, and looked in along the crack in the door.

In the dim light, on the edge of the simple wooden bed, there was a young woman in ragged clothes, her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and the bedside and the ground were full of her blood, some of which had begun to coagulate.

Fang Chengtian looked at the pools of blood, only to find that there were blood stains from the bedside to the door, and then to the stove.

He looked at the woman's hand again, and saw that her left hand was broken off at the wrist, and her right hand was holding a bloodstained white cloth scarf.

The majestic man sat quietly beside the woman, tying the cooked hand to her severed arm.

Fang Chengtian frowned, and secretly wondered, "Since it's all cooked, why did he tie it back?" Is it because they saw me and Master here and deliberately made a show to us? ”

But the sadness on his face didn't seem to be fake...... Besides, with his martial arts, even if he can't beat me and Master, it won't be too difficult to escape. He thought about it for a moment, then shook his head, denying his own idea.

The majestic man gently raised the woman's tied left hand, gently rested it in front of her, sighed long, got up slowly, and bowed deeply to Fang Chengtian, and said: "Under Li Xiangrong, thank you for the grace of the two sons, dare to ask the names of the two benefactors?" ”

Fang Chengtian thought that he was going to explain the current matter, but he didn't want him not only not to say it, but also asked for the names of himself and his master, Fang Chengtian didn't want to lose his courtesy, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted back: "Chengtian below, this is my master Xuanchen." ”

"Xuanchen?!" Li Xiangrong looked surprised, Huo Ran looked at Xuanchen, looked at it for a long time, suddenly shook his head, and said with a wry smile, "Sure enough, it's Xuanchen Divine Doctor!" Unexpectedly, I, Li Xiangrong, are not only useless now, but I have also become blind, and I almost didn't even recognize the miracle doctor. ”

"Oh?" The old man wondered, "Have you ever seen old decay?" ”

Li Xiangrong arched his hand and said: "Many years ago, I was fortunate to see a miracle doctor from afar. ”

After speaking, Li Xiangrong looked at Xiaobao in Fang Chengtian's arms again, and muttered: "Xiaobao, you are also a blessed person, today you actually have the fate to meet Xuanchen Divine Doctor, and Daddy is relieved......"

"Huh?!" Fang Chengtian frowned and thought for a moment, slowly raised his head, suddenly his face changed, he looked at Li Xiangrong suddenly, and shouted, "Wait!! ”

I saw that Li Xiangrong had already jumped to the woman's side, hugged the woman into his arms, closed his eyes, raised his palm, and slammed it on his forehead.

Suddenly, the sound of the wind in the clothes suddenly sounded, and I saw a figure running towards Li Xiangrong like a swift wind.

With a "snap", Li Xiangrong's palm accurately hit his eyebrows, but he didn't feel the pain, and couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see a skinny, wrinkled hand, holding his wrist steadily.

Li Xiangrong looked up along this hand, and saw an old man with white eyebrows and a thin and clear face, looking at himself with a smile on his face.

The old man sighed, "Why do you bother? ”

Li Xiangrong also sighed: "Divine doctor, why do you bother? ”

Fang Chengtian breathed a long sigh of relief, walked up to Li Xiangrong, and frowned, "If you die like this, have you ever thought about what Xiaobao will do in the future?" ”

Li Xiangrong smiled bitterly: "I'm dead, Xiaobao has you to take care of, but Xiaohui ...... She's alone down there....." he said, looking down at the woman in his arms, his face full of sadness.

Fang Chengtian shook his head, sighed, and slowly moved his gaze to the woman.

Suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be words on the white cloth towel in the woman's right hand, and exclaimed, "There are words on that cloth towel!" ”

When Li Xiangrong heard this, he glanced down at the white cloth towel on the woman's right hand, the flesh in the corner of his eyes suddenly twitched, and he said sadly: "That is the blood book left by Xiaohui before she died." ”

"It's written on ......" Fang Chengtian asked casually, suddenly realized that he shouldn't ask, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I ....."

Li Xiangrong shook his head, took out the cloth towel from the woman's hand, and handed it to Fang Chengtian: "If you want to see it, take it and see it." ”

Fang Chengtian looked embarrassed, he didn't take it, he didn't take it, he really wanted to see what was written on the cloth towel, whether it was related to the woman's death, and whether it was related to the cooked hand, but he felt that it was not appropriate.

The old man sighed: "Let's go on!" ”

Fang Chengtian only took the cloth towel in Li Xiangrong's hand at this time and slowly unfolded it.

I saw that the white cloth towel was full of words written --- blood!

Many of the words have been blurred by the spread of blood, but they are faintly legible.

Fang Chengtian quickly finished reading the blood book, and suddenly his face changed miserably, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.