"Old flower, throw this tooth and hair in your hand into the coffin and see what happens?" Feng Jiutian looked at the coffin and said. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Could it be that the hair and teeth at the bottom of the coffin are different from those in the coffin?" As he spoke, he lowered the teeth on the arrow into the coffin.

Hua Chan held the tail of the arrow, tentatively, and slowly put the strand of hair into the coffin. The tooth that was passed through the upper and lower teeth by the tip of the arrow was still "clicking" the arrow body, and when Hua Can hung her hair down to the plasma, the teeth suddenly clenched the arrow body and lay motionless on the tip of the arrow.

Hua Can hung the strand of hair half a foot away from the plasma in the coffin, and then stopped going down. The strands of hair began to writhe in the coffin, twisting like a snake, and it looked like it was eager to burrow into the blood.

"Old flowers, try to put some more down," Feng Jiutian said as he looked at the hair hanging down in the coffin, "You see, when this strand of hair just entered the coffin, the hair floating on the plasma surface in the coffin had a slight reaction. ”

Hua Chan lowered her hair down again, and at this time, the hair was only two inches away from the plasma. In the process of being lowered downward, the strand of hair behaved extremely excitedly, twisting its body even more violently, and actually shaking forward the teeth that were pierced on the tip of the arrow.

"Will every strand of hair in the coffin and at the bottom of the coffin grow in the same tooth?" Feng Jiutian said.

"Let's see." Hua Chan moved the arrow in his hand down another inch, and the strand of hair was almost stained with blood.

Suddenly, a blood-red mist floated out of the corner of the coffin, swirling towards the strand of hair. Before the blood mist reached its side, the strand of hair had already lifted its hair slightly, reached forward, and took the initiative to meet the blood mist swirling towards it.

"This strand of hair actually grew longer in this instant." Hua Can exclaimed.

"The hair at the bottom of the coffin and inside the coffin really grew on the same tooth." Feng Jiutian said, "Lao Hua, you take out your hair first, and then throw your teeth into the plasma later, and see if this strand of hair will grow from the bottom of the coffin again." ”

"It's just going to grow out of the bottom of the coffin, and we can't tell from the so many almost identical hairs at the bottom of the coffin?" Hua Can said with some hesitation.

"We're going to mark this strand of hair, and if it does grow out of the bottom of the coffin, we'll be able to find it by following the mark."

"What if you find it? Hua Can asked a little puzzled.

"If it can grow from the bottom of the coffin, it means that the top and bottom of the coffin are connected, which proves that the bottom of the coffin is not directly sealed."

"You mean that if they are connected, we can find a way to break the coffin on the teeth?" Hua Can was still a little confused.

"Yes." Feng Jiutian said, "If we can prove that the bottom of the coffin and the inside of the coffin are connected, then we can find a way to let the plasma in the coffin flow out of the bottom of the coffin." Once there is no plasma in the coffin, then this big coffin will no longer be able to create a new yin poison killing machine. ”

"If there is no plasma in the coffin, the hair in the coffin will no longer grow, and we can calmly break the coffin." Hua Can suddenly understood Feng Jiutian's thoughts.

He took the arrow back to the coffin. The strand of hair was just about to be touched by the blood mist, and suddenly it was taken out of the coffin again, looking unwilling to leave, and the hair was slightly straight towards the blood mist, constantly twisting the hair body.

Hua Can picked his hair outside the coffin, Feng Jiutian grabbed the hair that was still struggling to twist into the coffin, and after wrapping the palm of his left hand twice, he then used his thumb, index finger and middle finger to pinch the hair four inches back, pinched the hair slightly with his right hand, and his hands were two inches bigger than the hair.

The strand of hair, after being raised by Feng Jiutian with a dead button, twisted the hair, and the hair retracted slightly, using the softness and flexibility of the hair and the viscosity of the plasma, the dead button was about to be untied.

Feng Jiutian seemed to have known that it would be like this, as soon as his left hand was loosened, his right hand was still pinching the hair, pulling it forward, pulling it hard against Hua Can, and immediately straightened the hair, and then pulled out a short arrow from behind his back with his left hand, and wrapped the hairbrush around the arrow.

Seeing that he was wrapping his hair around the arrow, Hua Chan immediately understood what he meant, reached out and took the torch, placed it a little half a foot away from the arrow and the hair, and baked the hair.

After a slight struggle, a fishy smell of blood plasma from the fire dispersed from the hair, and after a few moments, the plasma on the hair was dried, and the hair began to rise slightly upwards under the scorching torch.

"Alright." As soon as Feng Jiutian's voice fell, Hua Can had already taken the torch away from under his hair.

Feng Jiutian took the short arrow from the hair and inserted it back into the quiver behind his back, and then loosened it slightly, letting the hair hang down naturally. At the end of the hair, where the fire had been scorched, two circles inevitably appeared that were connected together and swirled towards the ends of the hair.

"Lao Hua, you put the hair in the coffin again, if this strand of hair grows from the bottom of the coffin, the second fat can be recognized at a glance." Feng Jiutian said, stretched out his hand and grabbed the two ends of the two circles at the hair, and pulled it a little, and straightened the hair slightly, and suddenly the two circles disappeared under his opposite force. When he loosened his hands, the two circles returned to his hair.

As soon as Hua Can put the short arrow above the coffin, the strand of hair stretched out into the coffin. At this time, there was more plasma in the coffin than just now, and the blood mist was also thicker, and those black hairs almost completely covered the plasma in the coffin.

Hua Can held the tail of the arrow with his left hand, drew a short knife with his right hand, and pressed against the teeth on the tip of the arrow. The strand of long hair, after just touching the blood mist in the coffin, was like a curved snake, twisting its body and burrowing into the hair in the coffin, and after an instant, it was entangled with those strands of hair, and it could no longer be distinguished.

The tooth fell on the already thick hair, and after a moment's pause, it sank downward, and in the blink of an eye it was covered by the black hair.

"Pull, pull......" The sound of the plasma stirring up in the coffin became louder as the plasma in the coffin gradually increased.

A strand of black hair crawled out of the coffin, like a black viper, stretching out its long tongue and twisting a few times on the edge of the large coffin, suddenly rising like a snake's head, and then slowly rising upward...... Rise again......

Another strand of black hair, crawling out of the coffin, slightly delayed the hair on the edge of the coffin, as the black hair continued to lengthen, the hair on the edge of the coffin began to crawl on the edge of the coffin, like a big black centipede, after winding on the edge of the coffin After crawling around, it suddenly raised its head and scattered countless strands of hair, like a huge ponytail, shook in the air, and then faced the two directly. (To be continued.) )