[The book continues from the above, the last book said that the eldest sister of the Immortal Dao met with the master of the five halls of the Immortal Dao, and the two talked in detail about the bloody well, and it was their Immortal Dao who secretly caused trouble. On the other side, after Mu Qingming, Mo Hai and Tie Hua rounded, they went to the blood well and opened the manhole cover, and Mu Qingming took off his clothes and jumped down the well without hesitation. Draw out the dragon-locking man's blood and swim down until the bottom of the well does see a bloody corpse trapped in the well. After taking a closer look, he found that the blood corpse that was absorbing the spiritual energy of the leylines was none other than the fourth aunt of the Chen Mansion. Mu Qingming was about to get rid of it when he was stunned, and the eyes of the bloody corpse who looked at him turned green, and suddenly the injury technique was activated, and Mu Qingming was caught off guard by the evil art, and fainted to the bottom of the well in an instant. 】

With a "poof", blood splashed out from the wellhead, and Mu Qingming disappeared into the wellhead in a blink of an eye, leaving ripples in the water at the wellhead.

Tie Hua took the rope that was rolled into a circle in Mo Han's hand and began to slowly put it down into the well little by little.

"Uncle, what did you give Brother Qing Ming to eat?" After a while, Mo Han remembered this matter and asked casually. But the scars on Mu Qingming's body still made her linger, and she couldn't help but think of persuading Mu Qingming to retreat.

"That's the Breath-Holding Pill of the Dragon Locking Man, made of dragon fat, and with that young master, you can hold your breath for two quarters of an hour in the water." Saying that, Tie Hua let go of his hand again, and after lowering the rope into the well for about two inches, he stood on the edge of the well railing, staring down at the rippling well water, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Mo Han, who was standing beside him slowly, couldn't help but look into the well, but he couldn't see anything except the smaller and smaller ripples and the blood-colored well water.

Mo Han's hanging heart became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help clenching his fists to relieve the surging heart in his heart.

Mu Qingming, who jumped into the well water, did not feel uncomfortable holding his breath because he had eaten the breath-holding pill, but bursts of piercing cold came from every inch of his skin, making his breathing gradually smooth and weak, and he was a little worried that his heart might stop at any time.

Because of the resentment, and the groundwater, the water temperature in this well is getting lower and lower; Mu Qingming's lips had frozen purple after entering the water.

He didn't flinch, his eyes turned blue when his eyes opened, and he walked deeper with his hands and feet in unison.

Everything in the well became clear in an instant. In the blood-colored well water, the scenery filled with a trace of blood-glittering resentment fell into Mu Qingming's eyes, and in the depths of these wells mixed with resentment, a woman was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the well two feet away from the well.

The woman with her head hanging down and her knees was swaying up and down with the undercurrent as her long wet black hair scattered into dozens of strands. And the corners of her slightly raised mouth will have a few blisters from time to time.

Seeing this, Mu Qingming stopped at a foot above her head, and a thought flashed through her mind: This is not a person.

No one can sit cross-legged in the waters of this well for a long time without dying; What's more, after Mu Qingming opened his eyes, he could clearly see the faint blue aura overflowing from the bottom of the well, and he was constantly counting the seven orifices of this woman into her body.

Moreover, the skin outside the three-piece shroud exposed by the woman is purple and black, which is enough to show that the other party is a bloody corpse.

After Mu Qing settled down, he continued to slowly descend; The three-piece shroud on the bloody corpse shows that the other party died before the age of fifty. This kind of blood corpse has the greatest resentment, and it is often unwilling and resentful, but Mu Qingming is even more careful.

Although he is armed with demonic blood and magic and magical arts, he is also flesh and blood, and it is still careful and subtle to fight such painless monsters.

Mu Qingming believed that the other party had already sensed his existence. The reason why there was no movement may be exactly the same as Mu Qing's meditation, which was all about to act cautiously.

Mu Qingming was full of diving speed, and the coldness on his skin became heavier and heavier; His bones were cold under the cold water of the wells.

When he struggled to dive to the top of the bloody corpse's head, Mu Qingming's right ring finger passed the back of the middle finger and the index finger hooked the ring finger and the fingertip downward. Then the tips of the big finger and the little finger were all in the palm of the hand, and the middle finger pointed upwards and pointed directly at the blood corpse heavenly spirit cover.

Mu Qingming's hand pinched this trick not to cast a spell, but to poke at the top of the blood corpse's head; As long as he can pierce the Baihui acupoint of the Sanyang Wuhui on the top of the opponent's head with one finger, the corpse qi will not be able to circulate in the bloody corpse, so the corpse transformation will be lifted, and the bloody corpse will also become an ordinary dead corpse.

This is the weakness of all zombies, no matter what kind of zombie it belongs to, or what level of zombie it is, as long as the corpse qi in its body is discharged, it will naturally be unable to maintain the corpse transformation.

Even the immortal bones, which are rare to see for thousands of years, as long as the corpse qi is vented, it cannot gather the resentment of heaven and earth, and the dead qi and bad luck of heaven and earth will naturally be no threat.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp blue light appeared on the middle finger of Mu Qingming's right hand, wrapping his middle finger. At the same time, Mu Qingming's right hand suddenly poked forward, and the blue light on his middle finger skyrocketed, breaking through layers of water like a broken bamboo, and rushing straight to the top of the bloody corpse's head.

Just when the fingertips were only half a minute away from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the opponent's head, the blood corpse suddenly raised his hands and strangled Mu Qingming's wrist like iron tongs.

Its strength was so great that it was just a choke that suddenly made Mu Qingming's fingers unable to move forward for half a minute, and his wrist, which was pale from the ice water, turned red.

No matter how lucky Mu Qingming was, his right hand couldn't break free from the other party's clamp, and he couldn't move forward for half a minute.

But Mu Qingming was not mentally retarded, one hand was clamped and he couldn't break free, and the other hand immediately pinched out an identical finger and headed towards the bloody corpse Baihui acupoint.

Just as he shot out like the wind and his fingers poked out as quickly as thunder, the bloody corpse suddenly raised its head, and on its pale cheeks, a pair of bloodshot eyes met Mu Qingming's cyan eyes.

If the eyes of ordinary people are bloodshot, they must extend from the corners of the eyes, but the bloodshot in the eyes of a bloody corpse is outward from the four sides of the pupils; It's kind of weird.

And Mu Qingming was even more surprised, the beautiful face in front of him with blood-red lips and pale cheeks touched the meridians all over his body, making him surprised that the blood flowed all over his body in his body.

This bloody corpse was none other than the fourth aunt who was brutally killed by Master Chen in Chen's mansion a few months ago, and then hung on the main beam of the hall by Mother Wu and Master Chen.

When he was startled, Mu Qingming was a little shaken; Why did the fourth aunt become a bloody corpse? And why did you come to this well? These questions welled up in his heart together.

At the moment when he collapsed, the fourth aunt who had turned into a bloody corpse had already opened her mouth with only a broken tongue, and while spitting a mouthful of blood foam, the eyes that looked at Mu Qingming turned from black to blood.

The evil aura of scrutiny and resentment emanated from the bloody corpse's body, and in the blink of an eye, it was all over the bottom of the narrow well.

Mu Qingming glanced at him, and his heart tightened and secretly screamed that it was not good. Just as he was about to look away, the buzzing in his head gradually turned into a blank.

At the same time, Mu Qingming's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when his consciousness was moving away little by little, his whole body became weak. The whole person is bent over and is slowly sinking.

The bloody corpse curled the corners of his mouth, showed a strange smile, stood up, jumped away on tiptoe, and swam in the direction of the well, leaving Mu Qingming, who was already completely unconscious, far behind......

Mu Qingming, who was in a coma, didn't know how long it took for his body to regain some strength; As he slowly opened his eyes, he found himself in a sunny world.

And he was sitting in front of an ancient pine with a roll of bamboo in his hand.

The bright sunlight slowly sprinkled through the clusters of pine leaves like needles, which made Mu Qingming feel warm all over his body, and he felt comfortable for a while, making him forget the bloody corpse, the ancient well and the blood water.

"Brother Qingming." Just as he was feeling the comfort brought by comfort, a little girl wearing a straight collar placket and a silk tie around her waist suddenly appeared in front of her out of thin air, and after a sweet smile, two shallow dimples appeared on her white cheeks.

Under the curved eyebrows, the little girl had a pair of sheared eyes, and she was looking at Mu Qingming with interest. In terms of facial features, it is quite similar to Mei Xiang.

"Qingqing?" Mu Qing asked in surprise. He clearly remembered that this girl with the appearance of a child, named Qianqing, had grown up, and was beaten to death by his sudden demon in three years; At this moment, Qin Jing reappeared, and he must have fallen into some kind of spiritual attack magic.

The little girl nodded with a sigh, and the gown on her body moved in the wind. A few green bamboos embroidered at the hem are also swaying, and the wind is vivid.

Mu Qingming also smiled, laughing so naturally, but there was also a bitterness between his eyebrows.

"I'll shade you." As she spoke, the little girl jumped up behind him and stood still, raising her hand without hesitation and putting it on two inches above Mu Qingming's head.

What a familiar scene; Once upon a time, when he was reading a book in the black bamboo ditch, Qin Qing stood behind him and covered him with his hands from the sun, as he is now.

Mu Qingming didn't know how many times he dreamed of this memory in his dreams, but he didn't feel it in his dreams, but at this time, he was like a Buddha being there again. For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and I didn't know whether to be happy or sad?

"I'm sorry." Mu Qingming, who opened his lips, suddenly burst into tears, and kept muttering to himself, "I'm sorry." ”。

He knew that he must have been hit by the bloody corpse technique, but he still couldn't help but feel hurt. This is the wounding technique, which can pull the consciousness of the person who has fallen into this technique into an illusory world. And in this world, people who have been affected by this technique will see a lot of memories of the past, arouse the sadness of the other party, and make the other person mentally collapse.

"I'm sorry what?" After a while, he heard what he said, tilting his head slightly.

Mu Qingming, whose eyes were moist, didn't dare to look back, and said with tears in his eyes: "The palm that day was not my will; I'm sorry! ”。 As he spoke, his face was full of remorse, his fists couldn't help clenching, and the bamboo scroll in his hand was shattered by the force of his five fingers.

"Really?" The innocence on Qin Jing's face immediately disappeared, and his instantly distorted facial features were full of hideousness, and a cold complaint came out of his mouth: "It's you, you beat me to death with one palm." ”。

"Yes." Mu Qing nodded stunnedly.

"Then Brother Qingming, how are you going to compensate me?" Qin Jing asked coldly again.

The surrounding sunlight and air became cold at this moment.

"Both...... OK. Mu Qingming said slowly after thinking for a while. Knowing that all this was untrue, Mu Qingming still couldn't control his emotions, his heart was like a knife, and the churning regret in his heart made him say this in a trembling voice.

"Then you go and die." Qin Jing said without thinking, and at the same time stretched out his hands towards Mu Qingming's neck.

Can Mu Qingming break free from the injury technique? And what about the bloody corpses that escaped? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[Lock Dragonman Small Theater's Immortal Bones - "Zi Bu Silent" divides zombies into eight levels, and Immortal Bones is the highest level. It is said that after death, some parts of the body are indissolved because of spiritual infusion, the so-called spiritual infusion is like a rice worker because he has been using his shoulders to exert force, and after he dies, he may not be corrupted near his shoulders, and the parts of the shoulders that do not dissolve are called indissolent bones, and if the undissolved bones are obtained after the sun and moon essence, they will be troubled. 】