Chapter 891: White Stone and Blood Over 1,000 Recommended Votes [61,000]

The five of us gathered around the apple like five greedy wolves around a lamb.

Lao Wang sighed: "If I don't follow a few gentlemen out on this trip, I don't know that there is such a magical thing in the world." Apples actually have hearts. It was an eye-opener. ”

I said, "The more magical things are, the more dangerous they are, so you'd better be careful." ”

Lao Wang smiled: "I still have self-knowledge. In the business and political circles, I walked smoothly. But if I get into trouble, I will definitely take a few gentlemen. The horse's head is looking forward. ”

Xue Qian said: "It seems that there is really something wrong with this apple. The kid was right. His brother is locked up in it. ”

Mr. Lu did not speak, but picked up the apple. He shone a flashlight. Look at the apple in a circle. He looked at it for a moment. He put the apple down again and said, "I suddenly understood why no one had picked the apple anymore." ”

I asked, "Why?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Because no one has ever come to this road, there are ghosts and gods who have sealed this place. If someone stumbles into it by mistake, there will definitely be an adventure. ”

When Mr. Lu said this, he looked at Mr. Wang.

Old Man Wang laughed lightly and said, "The things in my life can indeed be regarded as an adventure. ”

Mr. Lu pointed to the apple placed on the white stone and said, "There may be two children who have also broken into here." One of the older brothers was trapped inside the apple, and the other one was the kid we just met. The strength of these two children is weak, so they can't get out of here. ”

Xue Qian looked at the apple and said, "Mr. Lu, just say it directly, what should we do with this apple?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "This apple can't be smashed, I have another way to get it open." ”

Mr. Lu searched inside the bag, and then took out a knife.

The knife has a plastic case with a two-inch-long blade on it. It is a common pencil sharpener when I was a child. When I saw Mr. Lu take out such a shabby thing, I couldn't help but want to laugh.

When I first met Mr. Lui, he used to have a wooden knife, which was as hard as clay. But it broke when I tried the knife with the sword soul. It's been so long, and Mr. Lu hasn't made himself another wooden knife.

Maybe it really responds to that sentence, the more powerful the weapon in the hand, the worse the person's skills. Maybe Mr. Lu used a wooden knife when he was young, but now he disdains to use it anymore.

He holds an apple in one hand and a knife in the other. Instructed Xue Qian to help him with the flashlight.

Xue Qian smiled: "Old Dao Lu, do you want to peel apples?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "I'm not in the mood to eat apples yet. ”

He carefully punctured the peel with the tip of his knife, then slowly turned the knife, leaving a scratch on it.

Mr. Lu is like an artist carving, and the lines in his hand are gradually connected, turning into the appearance of a Taoist symbol. It wasn't until this time that we knew what Mr. Lu was going to do.

After a few seconds, Mr. Lu said, "It's done." ”

Then, he pulled the knife out of the apple. I put the apple on top of the white stone.

The stone is like a tray made of jade, and the apple is the magic fairy fruit. It's just that this immortal fruit is rapidly drying up. After a few seconds, the apple looked like a crumpled rag, and a spirit floated out of it.

The spirit belonged to a child, and from the brow and eyes, it was quite similar to the one we had seen during the day.

After the little ghost appeared, he turned around and was about to run away, but Mr. Lu stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

This little imp is young, and the power of his soul is not strong. We trapped him very lightly.

In the face of such a weak little ghost, even Lao Wang and Old Man Wang did not feel afraid. As if they had seen some rare work of art, they were amazed and said, "Is this a ghost?" "It's all gone.

They tried to reach out and touch the child, but fearing danger, withdrew their hands again.

Mr. Lui did not intend to use the child as an exhibit to introduce the characteristics of the little ghost to the Wong family. He asked the child straight to the point, "What is this place?" ”

The imp shook his head and said, "I don't know. ”

The child's voice is crisp, and judging by the sound alone, the child does not seem to be lying.

Mr. Lu asked again, "Why is your soul trapped in the apple?" ”

The imp said, "Because I touched a white stone, and it was stuffed into an apple." When I'm cooked, they're going to take me off and eat it. ”

Then, he looked at us in horror: "You're not here to eat me, are you?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "If I'm here to eat you." I wouldn't have let you out just now. ”

The little ghost scratched his head and said, "This seems to be the same." ”

Mr. Lu asked again: "We saw another child in the evening, is that your brother?" ”

When the little ghost heard this, a worried look appeared on his face: "Why hasn't he gone home yet?" That's bad. ”

Mr. Lu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, say slowly, what's going on?" Well, I can help you two find a home. ”

The little ghost's eyes lit up and said, "Really? That's a good idea. ”

He thought for a moment and said, "I'm out with my brother." Then I saw a stone here, so I sat on it. When we get tired of playing and want to go home, we can't find a home. Later we saw a village. This village has never seen it before. I told my brother to wait at the entrance of the village, and then I went in and asked for directions, and I knocked on a door, and an old woman came out, and took me away, and then stuffed me in the apple, and said that she would eat me when I was ripe. ”

I asked, "What about your brother?" ”

The imp shook his head: "I never saw him again, I thought he was home." ”

Mr. Lu said strangely: "Why didn't we see any village after we turned around twice?" ”

The imp said, "Because you didn't touch the stones." ”

Xue Qian said: "We touched, not only touched, but also sit. ”

Mr. Lu thought for a moment and said, "How did you touch it?" Learn it for us. Don't miss a single action. He was still a little uneasy when he said this, for fear that the little ghost would not take it seriously, so he added: "If you don't do it right, you won't be able to go home." ”

When I saw this scene, I was a little amused. Mr. Lu can also be regarded as a famous Taoist. Actually went to intimidate an underage imp.

The little imp was obviously frightened by him, and sat on the ground with his cheeks in thought, and he thought for a while. Then he said, "I'll try it." ”

Then, he took a few steps back and slowly walked to the top of the stone. He sat down first, and then began to talk to himself. I guess he was repeating the scene of talking to his brother.

The whole process was natural and nothing special.

Mr. Lu pointed at me and said, "Zhao Mang, you follow it again." ”

I reluctantly said, "Isn't that stupid?" ”

Mr. Lu glared: "Let's rely on this to save our lives." Just go. ”

I sighed, took two steps back, and followed the example of the little ghost, bouncing over like a schoolboy. Sit on top of a stone.

The little ghost is not yet developed, his body is short, he sits on a stone with his feet dangling in the air, and he sways back and forth, and I can't do it. I could only try to imitate his movements, dragging my feet on the ground.

Xue Qian laughed when she saw it, and I became more and more annoyed.

Then, I began to repeat the words of the imp and talk into the air. While chatting, rub your finger against the stone.

Everything else is fine, but I felt a little uncomfortable when my fingers rubbed against the stone for a while. I was holding back the fire in my heart, so I complained, "Why are you rubbing your finger on the stone?" Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

"My palm was cut by a branch, and the blood was on my fingers, and I wanted to rub it clean on the stone," the imp said. ”

I lightly agreed: "I see." ”

Then, my brain fluttered: "Blood? ”

I looked at Mr. Lu: "Does it have anything to do with blood?" ”

Before Mr. Lu could answer me, Mr. Wang suddenly said, "I remembered." When I first met Tianxian, she had a white cloth wrapped around her palm. I was just looking at those beautiful hands. Now that I think about it, it's likely that she also had a wound on the palm of her hand. ”