||->-> Verification of Chapter 541 of the text (add more for cotton eggs)

"What's wrong again?" Ding Ermiao squinted at Li Qingdong and said, "Don't you really want to drink this old Wang Ba soup, right?" ”

"No, no, no." Li Qingdong waved his hand and said, "Uncle, listen to me, this molting turtle can't be killed like this, otherwise, it must be infinitely poisonous." ”

Kang Xinyi held the photo in her hand, and asked while taking pictures: "What is the history of this molting turtle, what is the harm, Uncle Li, let's go." ”

Li Qingdong was so cautious that Ding Ermiao had no choice but to put away the copper coin and listen to Li Qingdong's explanation.

Li Qingdong finally found the chance to pretend to be forced, nodded, straightened his beard, paced, and said, "Do you know why Yue Shuaicai and Tianchao were cut by Lu Liwen's knife, and after the wound was cut, the skin and flesh slowly rotted?" ”

Huang Wei furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that ...... has something to do with this molting turtle?" ”

"Of course it does!" Li Qingdong said: "It is because Lu Liwen's knife was wiped with the blood of the shell kneeling that this situation occurred." This turtle blood is actually extremely poisonous. ”

&nb☆万~book~bar~small~say☆sp; "Really?" Ding Ermiao didn't believe it either.

"Yes, really." Li Qingdong swore and said:

"The brother who was sprayed by the poisonous blood of the turtle just now, fortunately there was no wound on his body, or he would have died like Yue Shuaicai. If you don't believe it, whoever of you goes to a chicken, try it and know. ”

Ding Ermiao looked at Tianchao's people and asked them to get a chicken. A police officer agreed, turned and walked out.

However, before and after Lu Liwen's house, there was no poultry or livestock, so he had no choice but to go to the village in front of him and ask the villagers to buy a chicken for experiments.

When the police officers went to buy chickens, Li Qingdong smiled and continued: "Uncle Ding, I have a past with you, you know how powerful this molting turtle is. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded and motioned to Li Qingdong.

"That happened in this place. However, more than 400 years ago, the Ming Dynasty. Li Qingdong cleared his throat and said:

"When a Taoist passed by the door of a family here, he suddenly stopped, and there was a demon in this family. The head of the household was suspicious, so he asked the Taoist priest to catch the demon. The Taoist priest went around the family's house, and finally under the large water tank in the kitchen, he sent a molting turtle. The tortoise shrank at the bottom of the tank and made a shallow hole in the ground, and its body was the size of a sieve. ”

Li Qingdong pointed to the big turtle in front of him and said:

"That's what it is. The head of the household was an old man, seventy or eighty years old, and he remembered that this turtle was still his plaything. The Taoist dragged the turtle to the yard and hacked it to death with a knife, and all the turtle flesh and turtle shells were packed in a sealed bag and buried more than a foot deep. Even the blood on the ground was shoveled clean. ”

Everyone was silent and listened to Li Qingdong continue.

"It stands to reason that the molting turtle has been killed, isn't this all right? But ten years later, the family got into a lawsuit. Li Qingdong lit a cigarette, swallowed and spit it out, and continued:

"When, the old man of the family is dead, and the son is the head of the family. In the summer, one of my son's friends was a guest. In the evening, when they get drunk, they stay in the wings. Because it's summer, after sleeping until night, it's hot and sleepless. In order to be cool, the guests removed the door panel of the wing room, put it in the courtyard, and then lay down on the door panel and slept shirtless......"

"And died?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Li Qingdong nodded and said, "That's right." The next morning, when the owner of the household got up, he saw that the guest was dead on the door panel in the courtyard, and only a skeleton remained. Only the pants are still on his body, his hair falls to the side, and the yellow water on the ground is the same as Yue Shuaicai's situation......"

So powerful? Ding Ermiao wiped a cold sweat.

"The guest died at home, and the owner of the household was also frightened, so he had to report to the official. When the government saw it, it must have been you who coveted your friend's money, or had hatred before, so you used demon magic to kill your friend. I couldn't help but shut up the master of the house. ”

Li Qingdong continued: "Until one day, the Taoist ten years ago, who traveled to his hometown, heard about this strange case, and hurried to this house to check. It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, the Taoist people are ashamed. Then the Taoist carried the door panel, went to the county hall, beat the drum and shouted grievances, and the county uncle was his own responsibility, and it had nothing to do with the owner of the household. ”

"The death of the guest is all the fault of the door panel, and it is also my own negligence. Because back then, when the molting turtle was killed in the yard, a drop of turtle blood splashed on the door panel and leaked in. The guest slept until midnight, his skin was bitten by mosquitoes, and then the wound happened to meet the drop of turtle blood that had already dried up, and he was poisoned by the molting turtle, so it became a skeleton.

Of course, the county lord didn't believe it, and the Taoist priest asked for a demonstration on the spot. So the eldest lord ordered his subordinates to hand over a chicken. The Taoist priest cut the chicken's feet with a sword and tied the chicken to the door panel. Sure enough, when the chicken's foot stepped on the piece of turtle blood, the chicken fell. Then he fluttered, leaving a pile of chicken feathers and a chicken skeleton. The county lord was convinced and let go of the owner. ”

After Li Qingdong's story ended, everyone looked at each other. Ten years have passed since the turtle blood, and it is still so toxic, it is indeed terrible.

At this point, a police officer bought a chicken back.

Ding Ermiao cut the cockscomb with his sword, tied the chicken's feet, and hung it in front of the molting turtle.

The chicken wings fluttered and flapped, provoking the old turtle to be furious, and opened his mouth again, poof, and blood mist spurted out!

Then, Li Qingdong's was verified. Within three minutes, a chicken turned into a puddle of yellow water, with a chicken skeleton and chicken feathers......

"I'll fuck it, look at it this way, this old turtle really can't kill like this!" Ding Ermiao looked at Li Qingdong and asked, "Then what should I do?" Put it in a cauldron and boil this old Wang Ba? ”

Li Qingdong straightened his beard and said, "Uncle, I think it's better to use quicklime, it's more certain." ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, and said to Tianchao: "Everyone still threw this old turtle into the well, you guys guard here at night, tomorrow morning, I will get the quicklime, and I will deal with this monster." ”

Tianchao's man nodded in agreement while reporting to his superiors.

Ding Ermiao and Li Qingdong Kang Xinyi returned to the highway and drove back to the Luoshi Town Hotel. After eating and drinking enough, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest, and there was no night.

But the next morning, Ding Ermiao was still asleep, but was woken up by Lin Xiruo's electricity.

The moon is not, the police flowers are in the forest, and it is still the same wind and fire.

As soon as the electricity was connected, she roared over there and said, "Ding Ermiao, where did you die?" Didn't come back for so long? Yaohai Park, something big happened again! ”

(Add a more chapter for Friends Cotton Ball.) This guy likes one by one every day, and pushes one by one, which touches me so much. ）