Chapter Seventy-Seven: Grimace
A ghost grimaces, can you imagine that picture?
It's not so much a face as a mouth, and the grimace comes at me with its mouth wide open, but what appears in the camera is a mouth full of fangs, and everything else is blocked by the open mouth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Cinnabar!" I glanced at Yang Gang, and the cinnabar before was given by him.
Yang Gang nodded, grabbed a little cinnabar from the cloth bag hanging on his body, and when Yang just took out the cloth bag with the hand holding the red cinnabar, the ghost saw it, grinned at us with its teeth, flashed, and immediately left Lao K's body and disappeared in an instant.
I quickly looked around with my camera, but there was no sign of the ghost.
Yang Gang didn't put the cinnabar he was holding back into the cloth bag, but directly gave it to Lao K who was lying on the ground, and this time he pulled a piece of cloth and wrapped it so as not to lose it again.
"Pump him, right now!" The pangolin said to me.
This time there is no need for Zhao Linsheng, Zhao Linsheng doesn't dare, it's not easy to explain when Lao K wakes up, so let me come.
I squatted in front of Lao K, said, "Brother, I'm sorry" and then slapped Lao K in the face, and sure enough, under this pump, Lao K immediately reacted, as if he had woken up from a nightmare, and stood up.
"Ouch......" Old K didn't get up, and then screamed.
The right side stroked the left arm, it was very painful, and even the facial features on the face were distorted.
"Fractured or dislocated?" Pangolin asked Old K.
Lao K looked confused, and then shook his head: "I don't know, what's going on, what are you doing around me, Qin Qi, do you want to take a picture of me?" ā
Old K twisted his face and asked a series of questions, and I got some information from his questions, Old K may have been ghosted after leaving the palace of the King of Chu, so what happened after that, he didn't know at all.
"Damn, this fall is stupid!" I teased him.
The pangolin came to see Lao K's injured arm and stroked it carefully through the sleeve of his clothes, and Lao K screamed as the pangolin touched him, as if he had killed a pig for the New Year.
"Well, it's not broken, it's just dislocated, just take it back." Pangolin said.
Lao K stared at the pangolin and scolded: "I'll go, you still need to say it, I already knew it was just a dislocation." ā
"Huh." So I laughed.
In fact, among these people, except for me and Lao K who know it ourselves, others don't know that Lao K's left elbow is not the first time to dislocate, in other words, his elbow is often dislocated, which is a recurrent dislocation (commonly known as habitual shoulder dislocation), and what is even more miraculous is that every time he dislocates, Lao K can take it back by himself, and then take a little rest, he can move, but he is not very comfortable.
"Dislocation, it's a trivial matter, it just hurts!" Lao K had a bitter face, Lao K was quite afraid of pain, and he didn't know how he survived so many dislocations before.
Lao K's left palm was draped on the ground, forming a left arm to support the ground, his right hand held his left elbow tightly, both arms were forced at the same time, his left arm was supported down, and his right hand was forced.
That's it, Lao K also held back a sweat, and then raised his left hand and shook it, but there was pain in the process, which made him grit his teeth and endure it, and his face continued to distort.
"Take it back!" Old K stood up with a smile and wiped the sweat from his face.
"Do you have a recurrent dislocation?" The pangolin was also stunned, he had heard that Guan Yu scraped his bones to heal his injuries during the Three Kingdoms period, and today he saw Lao K taking over his elbow, which can be regarded as a fight.
Old K wiped his sweat and nodded: "Well, recurrent dislocation." ā
Old K's recurrent dislocation is fortunately left-handed, and he is not left-handed, so it will affect daily life, but it will not be so convenient.
At this time, an atmosphere suddenly appeared, and this atmosphere was inexplicable. I realized that these people who can get together today are all unique skills, and they are by no means idle people.
"How did I dislocate my elbow?" Lao K thought that although his elbow was recurrent dislocation, if he didn't do some excessive movements or force, it would not be possible to dislocate, unless there was another accident, and what had just happened, Lao K himself did not know.
"You got on the hook just now!" I said to him lightly.
"Ghost top? What the hell can get on me? "Old K pretends to be too hard, and no dirty thing can attach to his body.
And among these people, I'm afraid it's my eight characters that are the worst, the extreme yang body.
"Do you remember the ghosts?" Yang Gang asked Lao Kdao.
Lao K naturally knew that he had already said the ghost shadow once in the palace of King Zhao and was almost possessed, and the second time in the palace of the king of Chu, he was confused by the ghost shadow, and he actually danced with a group of ghost bones, which he remembered vividly and will never forget.
Old K nodded affirmatively: "Well, is this the third time I've been hit?" ā
Everyone nodded, Lao K was unlucky enough, and he frequently provoked ghosts, perhaps because he fell in love with him.
"I'll go, against me, cinnabar is useless?" Old K was still in the dark at this time, so he asked suspiciously, and at the same time reached out to search his pocket, and found that the treasure hidden before was gone, replaced by a ball of cloth, so he took it out and looked at it, sure enough, it was a ball of cloth, pinched and soft, and I didn't know what was in the bread, "What about my things?" What the hell is this? ā
Lao K didn't mention the cinnabar, but when he mentioned it, he got angry, and immediately blamed and scolded: "Everyone has divided the cinnabar, where did your cinnabar go?" ā
As soon as Lao K heard me ask him where the cinnabar was, he looked angry, kicked his nose and shouted at Yang Gang: "You Yang Gang, if you are really a charlatan, I was confused by ghosts in it, and then I knew that cinnabar was useless, so I cleaned it up, anyway, if that thing is not good, something will happen." ā
Lao K's words finally explained our previous confusion, why the ghost shadow can still confuse him when there is cinnabar by his side, I think so, but it's not right when I think about it, I was also confused by the ghost shadow in the Zhao Palace, and Lao K, when we woke up, we didn't know what was going on, and my cinnabar has always been on my body.
Old K doesn't have cinnabar, I have cinnabar, but whether there is cinnabar on his body or not, he was confused by ghosts, and was almost killed by a group of ghost bones.
At this time, I also asked Yang Gang to explain, because the cinnabar was provided by him, so I echoed Lao K and asked Yang Gang: "Yes, I have always carried cinnabar on my body." As he spoke, I took it out and showed it to Yang Gang.
And Yang Gang was stunned, his face was unhappy, and then he put aside this question to entangle another question: "What, charlatan, actually treat me as a charlatan, without me, can you enter this underground palace?" ā
In my opinion, the situation is not good, and it seems that a war of words is indispensable.