The fat man in front of him was like a rotting corpse, and there was hardly a good place on his body.

A face, all green, with black water dripping from the corners of the mouth.

The flesh and blood on his body were red, as if he had been burned by fire.

What's even more weird is that on the fat man's wounds and the flesh turned outward, it seems that something is moving inside, trembling and squirming.

As for the one that made the younger sister squat down and vomit, it was because the fat man was crawling with worms like lines.

They had no feet, but they were like earthworms, emitting a purple-black light, densely twisted together.

Han Lao pointed to the fat man's body and said, "It's very strange, this little fat man's blood ** has a better healing ability than ordinary people." ”

"These are wire worms, which can directly control the brain of the human body, and in a short period of time, they can eat the cerebral marrow of the human body, thereby controlling the brain."

My nose was a little sore, and tears flowed down my face.

"Fatty, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to make you better, I will definitely ......!"

At last I couldn't bear to look any longer, so I walked out of the room and into the courtyard.

I told Han Lao that the fat man drank a lot of the blood of the Immortal God Tree, which is why this is the case!

When Han Lao learned that the fat man had actually drunk the blood of the Immortal God Tree, he hurriedly asked, "Is there really an Immortal God Tree in this world?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and my eyes swiped from my sister's body very casually and said: "That thing is said to be the blood of the immortal tree, and I got it by accident with the fat man, and now it seems that it should be!" ”

I didn't continue to delve into this issue, so I wanted to ask Han Lao about the Seventy-two Tombs.

But before Han Lao could finish talking to me in detail, a black business car drove over directly.

I was a little surprised by the appearance of the uncle, but it was also expected.

I saw him get out of the car in a panic, still holding a small square box in his hand.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he shouted at Uncle Bai and Han Lao: "Where is Shihao? How's Shihao doing? ”

Han Lao didn't speak, but Uncle Bai snorted coldly and said, "If you really care about your son's life and death, will it be my turn to make a move?" ”

The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then she directly picked up the small square box in her hand with both hands and said: "Senior Bai, Jiumen shot, Lao Wu I am grateful, he Wu Lao San is too good at doing things, I wrote down this account for him!" ”

"This is my gift to Jiumen, and it is also the most valuable thing I can take out, I just want to know how my son is doing now?"

"Uncle Bai, is this ......?"

I looked up at Uncle Bai, who didn't pay attention to me directly, but took the small square box in Uncle Bai's hand.

"Boy, there are nine rules for the nine gates, no matter when, this rule can't be broken!"

Inside the small square box was a nine-star superb dzi.

Whether it is from the perspective of color or size, or whether the aura is strong, the nine-eyed dzi in Uncle Bai's hand is the best color.

The truly pure natural nine-eyed dzi is not only a good thing to ward off evil spirits, but also more nourishing than Hetian jade.

Not only can you adjust the strength of your own magnetic field, but you can also change the inner breath of your body as time passes.

Emptiness and dampness are expelled from the body and converted into a kind of energy that is beneficial to the body, which can play a role in harmonizing yin and yang on itself.

Whether from a scientific point of view or from the perspective of Feng Shui mathematics, this pure natural masterpiece of the nine-eyed dzi is a priceless treasure.

Uncle Bai touched the nine-eyed dzi and said, "I took the things, you follow Han Lao to see your son!" ”

After the uncle thanked him, he followed Han Lao into the room.

After they entered, Uncle Bai played with the nine-eyed dzi in his hand and said: "This Wu family really has a deep heritage, and this kind of rare treasure can be taken out, but unfortunately, no matter how good the treasure is, it may not be able to protect his son!" ”

"Master, what do you say, fat brother, he must be fine!"

Uncle Bai looked up at the not-so-bright moonlight above his head and said, "Hehe, you young people always think about the good when you do things, and you don't think about the consequences of failure at all." ”

"When you are older, you want things to be different from you young people, and you should prepare for the worst, so that you will be within this range, and you will be confident, even if any situation occurs, you will not be in a hurry because of this!"

I stepped forward and said, "Uncle Bai, how much do you know about the seventy-two tombs?" ”

"Didn't I tell you about the seventy-two tombs of the Northern Song Dynasty, although I told it from Zhang Daqian's point of view."

"This time, I asked my sister to go with you, but you don't have much time, whether you can find the things that Han Lao said depends on your creation!"

After speaking, Uncle Bai sighed lightly, put the dzi into his pocket, and said in a low voice: "This yin circle is about to change the sky......!" ”

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, and I could still hear the cry of the uncle in the house as I stood outside the courtyard.

A cry of more than half a hundred years old is really heartbreaking in people's hearts, and Uncle Bai has already gone back to the room to rest accompanied by his younger sister.

And the younger sister also returned to her own room to rest, and she must have been tired after tossing this day.

In the courtyard, Han Lao and I sat in the only pavilion in the courtyard, smoking and chatting.

The fat man's condition has basically stabilized, and all that remains is to do a simple cleaning of the fat man every day, and then go to the seventy-two tombs to find the legendary "phoenix egg!" ”

When these three words were said by Han Lao, I was stunned, how could this rooster lay eggs?

As far as I know, this colorful rooster has always been only male, and I have never heard of a female.

But Han Lao asked a question that I couldn't answer.

He said: "We all know that the legendary phoenix chickens are all male, the blood of the sun, and eliminate all the ghosts and ghosts, but have you never thought about who produced this phoenix chicken?" ”

This brings us to a topic that has not been explained for 10,000 years and is a paradox.

Did the chicken come first or the egg in this world?

So Han Lao's words made me unable to answer at all, even if I wanted to quibble, there was no point of quibble.

Seeing this, Han Lao took a puff of cigarette, coughed twice, and said: "This phoenix egg is not the other phoenix egg, you don't actually have to care about this thing, whether it can be laid by a rooster or not." ”

"You just need to know that this thing can save the life of that little fat man, this thing is in the seventy-two tombs, I don't know where it is!"

"But according to my personal collation and speculation of this information, if this phoenix egg is not on the hostess of that painting, then it is on Zhang Daqian's body!"

"You mean that this Zhang Daqian is also among the seventy-two tombs?" I asked, puzzled.

Han Lao looked sideways at me and said, "What do you say?" ”

"Don't you wonder what kind of person has such a big deal to build a huge group of tombs connected together?"

"Don't forget, this painter Zhang Daqian is an orthodox Taoist priest......"