Chapter Ninety-Five: The Dragon Head Tattoo
Besides, he has saved me many times, to be honest, I was also very angry when he secretly took away all the oxygen cylinders and equipment, and I even secretly vowed in my heart that I would seize the opportunity to kill him, but now that I have this opportunity, I can't do it anymore.
"Save if you can, and leave the rest to fate!" The little uncle sighed heavily.
I turned him over one by one, ready to carry him on my back, at this moment, I suddenly saw that on the back of the cigarette pouch and pot, there were faint patterns, I wiped off some of the frost on the surface with my hands, and the patterns became clearer.
"Temperature, damn it, it's ...... temperature," the little uncle exclaimed.
I called my grandfather, and the three of us surrounded the cigarette pouch and pot, and after a bag of cigarettes, the body of the cigarette pouch and pot was no longer cold, it was already a little warm, and I not only sighed again about the recovery ability of this body.
The three of us widened our eyes and stared at his back tightly, when his back was warmed and slightly reddened by us, the pattern on his body slowly became clear, only to see the blue-green lines distributed in all corners of the back like mountains, these mountain-like lines were integrated, and they became subtle and pretty, as if they were alive.
It was the first time I had seen the tattoo of the cigarette pouch pot so closely, and I knew it was just a part of him, so we turned him over and covered his chest with heat, and a dragon head appeared in front of us.
This dragon's head has a dragon ball in its mouth, the dragon's eyes are shining, and the two whiskers dance wildly in the wind, which is very powerful.
But in my eyes, this majestic and domineering dragon head, but there is a little bit wrong, although he is still a turquoise appearance, but its appearance, just make people feel very strange, I gently stroked the dragon head, touched over and over again.
After a while, I only heard the grandfather say, "Eyes, its eyes...... You see......"
I stopped what I was doing, leaned down and looked at the dragon's eye carefully, but I didn't find anything other than its bright eyes.
"It's not up close, you see it this way." After that, the little uncle stepped forward, above and below the longan, with his arm so covered, the pair of dragons were clearly separated from the dragon's head, at this time just looking at this pair of dragon's eyes, I suddenly found that the dragon's eyes had changed.
If we used to see this faucet as a whole, then now we cover the faucet with our hands and look at these two eyes, so that the problems that we didn't find just now become obvious.
I saw the pair of dragon's eyes on the dragon's head, and my eyes were fierce.
Whether a dragon painting is good or not, it's all in the eyes, the Liang Dynasty painter Zhang Seng painted the dragon, the dragon's eyes are a little bit, the dragon soars to the sky, throughout the ages, the dragon's eyes are radiant, the eyes are like torches, never the eyes are gloomy, half-revealing the fierce light, besides, what really makes me feel uneasy is this pair of dragon eyes, no matter from that angle, it seems to have been staring at us tightly.
"Hey, no, how does this dragon head tattoo look like ......?"
"The dragon corpse in your bag ......," the grandfather replied.
After his reminder, I really found that the two are indeed a little similar, the little uncle took out the dragon head from the bag and compared, this tattoo is a stick figure of the dragon head.
The three of us looked at the tattoo and the dragon's head, and my heart turned over the stormy waves, I vaguely remember the cigarette bag pot said, he said that he felt that there was a voice calling in the East China Sea, and in the dark, he felt that he would definitely come here, but what I didn't expect was that in this endless East China Sea, it was this dragon corpse buried deep in the bottom of the sea that guided him here.
"Sacrifice, I damn it, he is a sacrifice......" The little uncle pointed at him and exclaimed.
When the grandfather said that the master of Kunu cursed the young man who ran away, and let his descendants sacrifice their lives every hundred years, and the life will never be extinguished, I thought it was fake, not only did I think this curse was fake, but I also thought that the whole story was fake, but from the perspective of what is happening now, I can't help but believe it.
"If he's really a sacrifice, then we'll meet him here......" Grandpa stopped talking, he looked at us, and said with a wry smile on his face, "Damn, this is not the way out, we went the other way......"
As soon as he finished saying this, there seemed to be a thunder explosion in my ears, and my ears were buzzing with this thunder, indeed, following the sacrifice, you can only go deeper and deeper, how can you go out, besides, what he walked was originally a road of no return, and it was impossible to turn around halfway.
In other words, the cigarette pouch and pot came this time to send him to death.
But we are different, we are here to find relatives, to help grandpa untie the knot, we are going to come in alive and run out alive, as for us to take away the tomb artifact, it is just to make a small fortune on the way to find relatives.
Thinking about the current scene carefully, my heart involuntarily cooled half, the hall above has been flooded, even if I think about it, there is no place to go, and the passage below the dragon corpse is definitely a dead end, we are stuck in this sugar gourd-like passage, we can't go up and down.
While we were thinking hard about what to do, the cigarette pouch and pot sleeping on the ground woke up, and when he saw us, he was obviously stunned, and he was surprised to see us.
I walked over and wiped off the hoarfrost on his body, his movements were a little stiff, it seems that the low temperature here is still not to be underestimated, I sneezed several times in a row, and I shivered from the cold, even I felt that the temperature here was getting lower and lower, it seemed that staying here was not a long-term solution.
At this moment, I suddenly saw the pupils of the cigarette pouch and pot shrink sharply, and he hugged me and immediately rolled to the side, although he froze, but the strength was still very strong, and he directly overturned the grandfather and the little uncle, and our momentum was unabated, and we rolled down the passage.
I saw that this was still there, this fall was definitely drowning material, without waiting for the cigarette bag pot to react, I grabbed the iron chain hanging beside me, and slid down several meters before finally stopping the momentum, the cigarette bag pot took this opportunity, and also hugged the iron chain tightly, fortunately, the passage is very narrow, and the thick iron chain occupies most of the space, so it is not difficult to climb.
As soon as he stood firm, an exclamation came from above: "****, here ......"
I looked up, and oh my god, there was a corpse standing where we stopped just now.
After the corpse spirit peeled off, it was obviously smaller, and the general's uniform on his body was no longer as neat as before, and it hung loosely on his body, which was indescribably funny.