Chapter 50: Deboning
Biting the tip of the tongue this time didn't work, the liver and kidneys were burning hot, two buckets of ice ballast lila snow water, one bucket drank a fine light, one bucket poured from head to tail, the ice ballast drew a few lines on the face, wafting out a piece of white gas, too hot! It took a long time to get used to it.
Leng Yun peeled off the strips, and the white flowers were spread on the stone bed, and his eyes were gently closed, and he couldn't tell whether he was squinting or really faint. The hair is shaved clean, but it gives people a holy beauty, reminiscent of Guanyin Bodhisattva! Woe Duxing deliberately controlled his breathing, supported Leng Yun like touching a soldering iron, and turned her over, the jade-like back and plump buttocks shook so that Woe Duxing's eyes hurt, this stunner can drive all the surgeons in the world crazy!
Straightening his head, trying not to look down, he took out a three-inch-long knife, touched the soft flesh on the back of Leng Yun's head, and slowly sliced it in. "Whew!" A drop of blood wet the fingertips of the lonely whim, and the scourge stopped the knife, watching the little red snake crawl over the thin neck, flow to the center of the back, and slowly slide to the waist, "No, it's too exciting." "Woe Lone punches himself in the chin, and if you look back, you will make a mistake.
Running outside the room, Woe Lone took a whole piece of ice, hollowed out the middle and put it on his head, the cold wind blew, Woe Lone shivered, but his heart was much calmer. Closing his eyes, this time the knife was much faster, lifting upward, along the hillock, the cold and smooth scalp grinned, looking at the bones of the white stubble, the heart of the lonely man became more and more calm. The hands are getting faster and faster, and the eyes are closed to be able to focus only on the work.
The fingertips are on the bones, there is a slight burning sensation, and the disaster can only sigh that the world is so big, there are ice and snow beauties with bones like hot carbon.
Unlike Cooking Forgetfulness, Woe alone cannot expose himself to control other people's bodies, and second, he cannot use destructive means, this skull, if the bone marrow flows out, will turn the cold brain into a roasted brain like magma. So the calamity is very gentle, very gentle, peeling off the excess tissue until the cartilage in the middle of the upper and lower jaws is exposed little by little.
By this time, Leng Yun was already unrecognizable, the back of his ears was like the gills of a fish, and the lower half of his face was not much better than a skeleton. "There is no self, no one, no beings, no longevity, red and pink skeletons, white bones, skin and flesh. As the Buddha said, maybe so. "There is great disillusionment after great excitement, there is great extinction after great joy, calamity is alone and unintentionally inserted into the willows, but it is proved that cause and effect, the Buddhist martial arts that have never entered the heart are like flying, for a while, look at the cold like white bones, look at the white bones like cold clouds, between beauty and ugliness, there is no fluctuation.
In the deserted city, in the inn of the lower city, the corpse monk left behind by the lonely walk, no, it should be called the corpse Buddha now, and a faint light shimmered from his body, "Heart-wrightening fluctuations," Ya Shixuan in the shadows commented, "It's a pity, it's just a corpse that has been traded." Samadhi, have the little bugs been driven away? ”
"Unbounded Bo answered, he was in charge, he has been repelled by us, and he doesn't dare to do it again." Samadhi makes the same voice in unison.
"Good job, continue to stay here, don't let the people inside find out that my Buddha's escape from trouble is tied to us." The patrol work of the Ya Shi Shi General was also extremely important, and when the Samadhi heard it, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, "Yes! "I'm excited to get back to work.
Inspecting the small inn through the Buddha's corpse, he continued to operate on Leng Yun without finding anything abnormal. The never-wearable lancet bone knife, the blade flowing as fast as a watersaw, parted the cold jaw like cutting tofu, revealing a hole large enough for the calamity to take out his brain.
Little by little, the wriggling tentacles wrapped around the pink mass and slowly pulled it out. Putting it in the life support box, Woe Lone looked at the messy platform and felt a little sick to his stomach, and Leng Yun successfully evolved into a headless senior sister. The next work is much simpler, from top to bottom, one by one, piece by piece, counting and dismantling. Before the operation, Leng Yun explained that his bones were related to the destiny of heaven, and the loss of a piece could cause irreparable consequences, so he was very serious about the number of disasters.
After that, there was nothing to say, and it was a little embarrassing when the pelvis was removed. After putting the last phalange bone together, he clicked it three times, confirmed that it was correct, and began to recast the bone for Leng Yun, which was even more intriguing. A few strokes of effort are simply as simple as building blocks, and the calamity alone will make Leng Yun's body the same as before.
For the first time, Leng Yun, who had lost the protection of internal force and curled up in the arms of the lonely man, had an exact concept of the word "cold", which was the same as "hot", and it also made people feel very uncomfortable. It burrows into your bone marrow like a worm and makes you shiver.
Saion lost his horse and knew whether it was a blessing, the thirteenth peak of the proud peak that was supposed to save his life has now become a cold and dangerous place, if it weren't for the disaster to see that she couldn't wake up for a long time, and half of her true anger went in one breath, I'm afraid she would never wake up again. "Come down the mountain with me." Woe alone sat still, and asked calmly.
"Do you believe in Destiny?" Leng Yun was also as calm as if he was sitting on his own chair, and asked rhetorically.
"Don't believe it, if there is a fate in the sky, a good person like my eldest brother should not die, and a scum like Chongyuzhi should not live." Woe alone to cut the railway.
"Life is like dust and dew, and the way of heaven is long. Now I don't believe it either, do you have a way for me to temporarily endure Aofeng's coldness? Leng Yun's words made Woe Lone hesitate a little, and his two eyes didn't know where to drift, but his body flowed and flowed like liquid, turning into a set of armor, a set of armor worn on another woman, just a little more cover, a little more wind and snow.
"The Lingtai flag leads the way first, and the clothes are all with you for the rest of your life. Are you still satisfied? "It took a long time for Woe to make some noise.
"This poem, sir, are you sad?" Leng Yun wore a person on his body for the first time, and stood up with a straight body like a wooden figure.
"My heart is too shallow, easy to overflow, let people see, you don't dislike this is a dead man's passage." Woe Duxing felt that the dragon head gauntlet in his left hand was not suitable, so he turned into a pair of one-piece gloves and wrapped Leng Yun's hand warmly.
"I've offended Mr., my chest is a little stuffy, I wonder if Mr. can loosen it up?" Leng Yun said apologetically.
"Okay." Nu Rong, if you are alive now, you will definitely tear her mouth, what you hated the most in your life was that others complained about your body tabula.
Dressed in strange armor, Leng Yun pulled out a rib from the pile of bones that served as a brazier, and Kyushu Ichikenzhi's weapon looked like it was about to be on this bone. Watching Leng Yun throw it into the Heavenly Fire Flame, Woe Duxing transformed a trace of internal force into Buddha Yuan, recalling the "Buddha Refining and Casting Heavenly Technique", he suddenly had a bold idea.