Blood dripped down his palm.

But it did not drip on the ground, but turned into fine silk threads.

This silk thread is thin spider silk, flashing with blood-colored red!

The bloodshot hung down, and Hui Jue reached out to grab the bloodshot, and then aimed their ends at the shriveled severed hand!

Immediately, a surprising scene appeared.

These blood streaks turned out to be wriggling, and one by one they automatically drilled into the incision of the severed hand!

"It's done!"

Looking at this scene, Huijue bowed slightly.

Immediately, as if he used two fingers as scissors, he cut off the blood on the palm of the little boy's father.

After cutting off the blood, he grabbed the other end of the bloodshot and aimed it at the boy's arm.

These bloodshot streaks squirmed like silkworms, burrowing into the wound of the little boy's arm!

With the bloodshot traction, the severed hand and arm were finally reconnected.

Then Huijue muttered a mantra, and the Buddha's light sprinkled down, and these blood threads squirmed, but they contracted a little!

And with this process, the little boy's severed hand and arm were finally reattached together!

The two adhered together, and in the blink of an eye, even the wound healed.

All that remained, there was a white mark on the arm.

Wang Laohan and the others all stared at this scene with wide eyes, as if they were watching an incredible miracle.

"Pick up! Pick up the ?!!"

Seeing the severed hand being picked up again, the little boy's father trembled with excitement.

But he covered his mouth and didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of disturbing Huijue.

At this time, Huijue let go of the hand holding the severed hand, and he was also secretly relieved.

Then he said to the boy's father,

"Don't worry! As long as you take a good rest, there will be no impact in the future. ”

"However, his severed arm is only healing on the surface, and the severed bones inside are still broken, and it will take some time for him to recover on his own, so you tell him not to move this hand! For ten days and half a month, this hand cannot be forced. ”

Hui Jue said, and the little boy's father and Wang Laohan nodded busily.

"Thank you Master Huijue!

The little boy's father trembled, and he couldn't help but kneel down towards Hui Jue.

But this time, Huijue hurriedly reached out and stopped him,

"Don't do this! It's all my fathers and fellow villagers! I really can't stand such a big gift!"

Seeing Huijue's insistence, this simple man had no choice but to get up.

"This is also your father-son relationship, blood connection, using your blood as an introduction, this is the only way to hold his severed hand again......!"

Hui Jue said this, pausing slightly.

Seeing Huijue like this, the little boy's father immediately listened with his ears pricked up,

"What's wrong with the master?!Is there something wrong?!"

"He's fine, it's you. ”

Hui Jue said,

"I was in a hurry to save people, and I didn't make it clear. ”

"What I pumped just now was not ordinary blood, but your heart's blood!"

Ten fingers to heart.

Huijue cut his hand, but in fact, he took the essence of his heart.

He is worried, it is precisely because of the concern for his son in his heart and his heart's blood that he can help his son to continue to connect the severed limb!

"Yes...... Does it make any difference?"

Seeing Huijue's solemn appearance, this simple man swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but say.

"If the blood in your heart is damaged, it will cost you three months of life, and more will cost you one year. ”

Huijue looked at him and said apologetically.

However, the next moment, this simple man was stunned for a moment, and then as if he was greatly relieved, he smiled dumbly,

"Master Huijue is terrifying! As long as you can save my family treasure, a year or two of life is nothing! It's just a trivial matter, master, you must not take it to heart. ”

"Yes, Master Huijue, don't take it to heart. ”

Wang Laohan and they were also busy saying.

At this moment, Huijue had no choice but to nod, and silently recited a Buddha name in his heart.

Then, as if thinking of something, Hui Jue opened his mouth again and asked Wang Laohan and them,

"I think this child's severed hand is not injured by an ordinary sharp weapon!"

"His entire arm seems to have been cut off by something! The incision is neat and crisp! This kind of injury is definitely not something that ordinary people can do! What the hell is going on?!"

Hearing Huijue's question, Wang Laohan hurriedly said the matter.

"Here's the thing!"

"Originally, we all went to bed early......!

He recounted the story in detail.

"Now the old man has been captured by the state soldiers and taken to the southern foot of the mountain to find the entrance to the underground palace!"

"Hey, the old man is old, his body and bones have fallen into the hands of these gods, how can he bear it!"

In the end, Wang Laohan sighed!

After listening to Wang Laohan's narration, Huijue frowned slightly.

What Du Zhankui, what is the matter of the Bishan Palace, he really doesn't know.

Master Guangfa monk never talked to him!

It's just that if there was really such a thing a thousand years ago, there was a corpse demon town that could not be eliminated by the joint efforts of many Buddhist monks in Cangzhou in the north under the Bishan Underground Palace, it would be a terrible thing!

In particular, if these ghost-faced cavalry with mysterious origins break the ban on suppressing corpse demons in the Bishan Underground Palace and get rid of corpse demons, I am afraid that the entire Leizhou will be ruined!

And at this moment, after Wang Laohan told the matter, he hesitated, and he said again,

"Master Huijue, actually, I also heard some about this Du Zhankui and the Bishan Underground Palace when I was a child!"

"Oh?!"

Hui Jue looked puzzled.

Wang Laohan sorted out his words and hurriedly said,

"I've heard my grandfather talk about it before! In fact, Du Zhankui and 100,000 rebels died very unjustly!"

When Wang Laohan's words fell, Huijue immediately cared!

Cangzhou in the north, many eminent monks have joined forces, it is a thousand-year-old demon, and the corpse can be exceeded.

How could it be possible to kill a headless corpse demon?!

If that's the case, what a terrifying existence this headless corpse demon must be?!

How could an ordinary resentful ghost have such a way!

Most of them have other secrets!

Sure enough, looking at Huijue's cared appearance, Wang Laohan said more seriously,

"Legend has it that thousands of years ago, at that time, Leizhou suffered a natural disaster, the harvest in Leizhou was bleak, and it became a problem for the people to live!"

"However, the Leizhou Prefecture Government, for fear of reporting the disaster and the anger of the Son of Heaven, deliberately concealed the disaster and did not report it, so that all the people in Leizhou had to starve on an empty stomach!"

"If it's a county with an average disaster, it's just a disaster, and you can barely survive!"

"And some counties with serious disasters are starving!"