When a few people heard this, they leaned forward and saw that different shapes of lines began to appear on the child's face, and after becoming clearer and clearer, it turned into a snakeskin, Wei Kun put Lu Shibai on the ground, approached the child, stretched out his index finger and middle finger and pressed it on the boy's neck, frowning for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's dead, indeed." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the boy's wrist, "The lines on this face are strange. ”

"yes...... There was no snakeskin-like sign of a dead man. Fang Cun said.

Several people exchanged glances, and they couldn't figure out the boy's condition for a while, but they always felt uneasy in their hearts, as if they had inadvertently offended which Shentong Wei Kun withdrew his hand and turned around and kicked Lu Shibai.

"Eh, eh! I'm a sick person now, so why don't you kick me? Lu Shibai glared and roared.

Wei Kun shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, but instead 'hissed' in his mouth, and helped Lu Shibai to sit up without smiling.

"Have you ever seen this thing?" Fang Cun said.

Lu Shibai snorted, pulled out an extremely proud smile with a pale grin, slowly moved his gaze to the child's face, and suddenly gasped, his eyes widened, and he pursed his lips silently.

"Have you seen it?" Fang Cun said, and gently pushed her twice as he put his hands on Lu Eighteen's shoulders.

"I haven't seen it." Lu 18 retracted his gaze, opened his mouth categorically, and turned his head without looking at the child again.

That's right, Wang Simiao frowned secretly, and his intuition told him that Lu Shibai must know the reason, Yu Guang glanced at Wei Kun and Fang Cun, and it was not easy to ask, so he could only squat down, reached out and touched the child's wrist, turned over the cuffs, and sure enough, hideous snakeskin marks appeared on his arms.

"Shall we leave? Do you have to stay here and wait for the god Tarzan to repent and eat you all? Lu Shibai frowned impatiently.

After Wei Kun stared and pondered for a long time, he raised his head and glanced at Wang Simiao, and together with Fang Cun, he carefully lifted Lu Shibai and carried it on his shoulder.

Wang Simiao and Ba Ku took two steps like the boy, and when they reached out to pick up the person, they suddenly felt a tingling pain in their arms, and they hurriedly exclaimed and threw the boy's body on the ground.

"How?" The crowd turned back and asked.

Wang Simiao frowned, and when she opened the cuffs, a crack appeared on the originally blue-yellow skin, and there was an unpleasant rancid smell coming from the crack.

The area of the crack became larger and larger, turning into a hideous red line, spreading around the arm, and finally seeing that it was about to reach the wrist, it was blocked by the red rope given to him by Wei Kun, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but before they came back to their senses, snakeskin-like lines gradually appeared on Wang Simiao's arm, exactly the same as the snakeskin on the boy's face.

Wang Simiao stayed in place, and was finally pushed down by Baku, and said, "I'll carry it!" You go and help the two of them hold Lu Eighteen. ”

Only then did he come back to his senses, and hurriedly nodded and trotted towards Wei Kun and them, and just as his hand was about to touch Lu Eighteen, he heard Lu Eighteen hurriedly shout.

"Oops! I said don't touch me, you're still a dead man, I don't want to be dead! ”

Wang Simiao withdrew her hand embarrassedly, lowered her head and the roots of her ears were red, Wei Kun saw this, the corners of his mouth provoked a smile, and he stretched out his hand and hit Lu Shiba's calf with a 'snap'.

"You're paralyzed, why are there so many things?"

"......Shh Even if you are paralyzed, the principle cannot be changed. ”

Everyone followed Yile in unison, Wang Simiao walked beside Wei Kun, looked down at Lu Shiba, who was still holding a big box in his arms with his eyes closed, covered his mouth Yile, and reached out to push Wei Kun.

"Is our Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival a success?"

"......" Wei Kun glanced back at him, walked forward with a heavy face, and slowly said after being silent for a long time, "It's not a success......

"You are a dead man now, although you have a body, but you only temporarily leave your soul in this body, how long you can stay depends on how well your soul and this body are integrated." As if he was afraid that Wang Simiao wouldn't understand, he added another sentence

"That is to say, you are now a walking corpse, and how long you can maintain the status quo depends on whether this body rejects you."

Wang Simiao nodded, nodded confusedly, and then raised his arm after a "oh ......" sound.

"And what's the matter with my pattern? In the past, when I had this kind of mark on my arm, I would have a toxic attack, but this time I didn't, is it the reason for your red rope? ”

Wei Kun glanced at him with slanted eyes, and before he could speak, he heard Fang Cun say beside him:

"This red rope can help you suppress the toxicity temporarily, but it can't completely solve it, as for this snakeskin......"

Fang Cun paused, his gaze drifted to Wei Kun, and seeing that the other party's face was heavy and not very good-looking, he had no choice but to pout and continue:

"I guess someone cursed that kid, let's put him down the mountain first, and go back and rest before we study the whole thing."

Wang Simiao nodded hurriedly, turned around and helped Ba Ku to support the stiff child, and several people went down the mountain cautiously.

When I went to the foot of the mountain, I found that it was already ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, and the Taishan Mansion Jun Festival took more than ten hours, and everyone was scarred, although it was not completely successful, but Wang Simiao also used the corpse of the god to survive, and everyone also had a five-year buffer time.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the sun in the sky shone on their bodies, that is, they felt dazzling and cherished this rare sunshine, and then looked back, the black mountain was still pitch black, it seemed that the dense branches covered the sun, and it seemed that some gods and monsters deliberately blocked the sun, and the hundred ghosts lived here, it seemed that after hundreds of years of precipitation, this place has become another world in the world, and mortals are not allowed to disturb.

"I've long heard that a lot of people have died in this and Montenegro, so look at it...... It's a blessing that we'll survive. Lu Shibai was put into the car by Wei Kun and Fang Cun, lying stiffly on the back seat, looking at Fang Cun who was driving with his eyes, and added, "I don't want to come here again in my life!" ”

Fang Cun was happy when he heard this, and glanced at her through the rearview mirror, "It's best not to come here in this life, let's stop and live, but don't go wrong." As he spoke, his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes looked vigilantly at Wei Kun and Wang Simiao's car, and he turned his head to Lu Shibai for a long time and said:

"It's not the first time you've seen that kid's arm, right?" Fang Cun saw that Lu Shibai didn't have the heart to take care of himself, so he turned the steering wheel in his hand, and fidgeted a little and knocked on the steering wheel one after another with the finger of his index finger.

After a long time, I didn't hear any movement, so I had to look back at Lu Shiba, this is a good look, Lu Shibai is staring at him with a pair of big eyes and grinning.

"Why do you think my neck is so itchy? Stop the car and scratch me! ”

Fang Cun saw that Lu Shibai's expression didn't seem to be deliberately tricking him, so he had to turn a corner and stop the car, open the back door and slowly sit in. Helped Lu Shibai up and sat on top of him, reaching out and scratching the back of her ear and neck.

Suddenly, Fang Cun felt that the place where his fingers had touched his belly was a little uneven, especially like the neck of an old lady in her eighties, and when he looked down, he found that many red dots appeared on Lu Shibai's neck until behind his ears, scattered in different places.

"Eh, I mean, you're scratching?" Lu Shiba's whole body stiffened, urging Fang Cun impatiently.

Fang Cun, who was originally studying the traces of red dots, was yelled at and came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to scratch her twice, and saw that the scratches were red and swollen, so he had to stop, but he didn't want Lu Shibai to refuse, and his mouth '......hissed'.

"I said, you can't even tickle it! Forget it! ”

"What's on your neck?" Fang Cun slowly put Lu Shibai down, and as he was talking, his fingers suddenly touched the position of the cinnabar behind Lu Shiba's ear, only to feel a dull pain, and after a stirring spirit all over his body, he withdrew his hand, and a red spot that was exactly the same as Lu Shiba's neck was stabbed on it, and blood flowed out of it.

Fang Cun frowned, opened Lu Shibai's earlobe, and muttered, "Why do you still have a secret weapon on your ear?" ”

Lu Shibai raised his eyebrows and thought that he was talking about his own cinnabar, and smiled a little proudly, and his eyes were still spinning.

"What do you think? I told you not to mess with me, or ......"

Fang Cun took a step back and let Lu Shibai fall directly on the saddle, inexplicably glanced at the red mark on her neck, and pouted. I sat in the driver's seat again and started the car.

Lu Shibai simply tilted his eyes and wanted to look back at the marks on his neck, but his eyes were crooked and sore, but he didn't see anything, so he simply sighed and rolled his eyes, looking at the roof of the car resignedly, and his mouth was still chattering.

"I guess it was bitten by insects on the mountain, what the hell is there in that place?"

Fang Cun smiled when he heard this, raised his hand to start the car, and thought about what Lu Shibai said was right, the only way for a hundred ghosts to travel at night, even ghosts rushed over like a swarm, what is a little bug?

But what if there's nothing on the mountain? Fang Cun stared and thought about it, and suddenly frowned, and looked at Lu Shibai with a smile through the reversing mirror.

"I know there's nothing ...... on this mountain."

Lu Shibai snorted, pretending not to take it seriously at all, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Tell me?"

"And you beg me?"

"......Shh You love to talk about it or not. ”

Lu Shibai rolled his eyes, and simply stopped paying attention to him and closed his eyes to recuperate, but this didn't ask about the square inch, but he was in a mess, and looked at Lu Shibai through the reversing window several times in a row, and saw that her eyebrows were stretched, her breath was steady, as if she was asleep, and her mouth was 'tsk'.

"Huh? Did you sleep? ”

After a long time, Lu Shibai slowly opened his eyes with a smile, and looked at Fang Cun with an expression of 'I already knew you couldn't help it'.

This looks good, I originally wanted to hang Lu Eighteen Flavor Fang Cun, but the other party looked at him with a big red face, and even his neck was red like a boiled crab all the way.

"There are no snakes in this black mountain......"

"Who said that? I've heard that there are the most grass snakes in this black mountain, but ...... They are all hidden in the caves, and they will only come out when the sky is dark. ”

"Oh? It's even more strange than not having a snake. ”

When Lu Shibai heard him say this, he also opened his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally turned his head to slowly speak.

"You say...... Does the snake skin on the boy's face have anything to do with the snake in Montenegro? ”