Zhao Shuihe said for a long time, which not only satisfied her personal desire to show off, but also learned something from her. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After that, I looked forward to the moment when I would use the red ball on my kitchen knife.

As the saying goes, "just talk and don't practice fake tricks", so Lao Zhao made this thing, presumably it's not just a look, right?

At this moment, I saw Zhao Haipeng take out the lighter first, light a "one-headed incense", and resolutely insert it into the red evil ball that was still steaming.

Then, he held up the small vinegar dish containing the red ball, came to the small brick shrine for the bamboo poems, bowed slightly, and then picked up the knife and lifted it gently.

And almost at the same time, suddenly I heard in my head the slightly cheerful hum of the bamboo poem, which was not of high frequency, but as crisp as the striking of a bronze chime, soaked with a cheerful eagerness.

Before I even touched that blood-red pill, my sword spirit was already extremely excited, so I was even more excited about what would happen next.

Under my expectation, Zhao Haipeng put my knife flat, the blade of the knife side facing upward, and at the same time gently pinched the blood-red pill in his hand, and slowly placed it on the side of the knife body facing up.

Zhao Haipeng's hand holding the knife was very steady, so after he put down the round ball, the original dripping ball did not move at all, and the incense stick on the top of it did not have the slightest trace of disturbance, it was still burning in his own way, emitting a thin straight green smoke.

And with the help of such stability, we also completely saw the true face of the "red evil ball" the size of a ping-pong ball.

When I looked closely, I noticed that the thing was dark red, all covered with different shades of texture, but neat and delicate, and if I looked closely, I would find that those lines were tightly assembled and fixed by the crown feathers of duck down.

The texture of those eiderdown is delicate and abnormal, and if you look closely, there will be a faint sense of mystery, which makes people feel like some kind of mysterious religious picture, and like some kind of dazzling pattern.

All in all, it's a very magical orb.

When the red sphere landed on top of my kitchen knife, all of us followed Zhao Haipeng's movements, holding our breath, except for observation, we had to wait slowly.

This situation continues, so that our kitchen is so quiet that even if a pin drops, you can hear it.

And in this tranquility, my knife and the "red ball" on the knife quietly underwent incredible changes.

After about a minute or two, the small red ball on the kitchen knife gradually melted, and the place where the knife and the ball touched penetrated and melted into dark red blood water in turn.

But the strange thing is that there are no duck feathers and sesame seeds in the blood of the chicken, and the color of the blood becomes darker and darker, until in the end...... It turned out to be a deep black.

And just when the red "evil ball" disappeared completely little by little and turned bloody, another strange and incredible phenomenon suddenly happened!

next to my ear...... The sound of grinding teeth quietly sounded.

The sound of grinding teeth was so clear that it echoed in my ears like the cracking of a shell.

At first, I thought it was the fourth child stealing something, but after touching his shoulder, I only got a negative answer.

In this way, when I got Zhao Shuihe's denial again, I suddenly understood that these sounds ...... It should still be the little ghost in my knife, sent by the bamboo poem.

It was really the first time that the bamboo poem made such a sound, and it was really uncomfortable for me to listen to it in my ears.

But inexplicably, I felt that the voice seemed to be pleasant, with a kind of ...... Drenched in bloody pleasure.

Gradually, the sound thinned out until it disappeared completely, and when those voices disappeared completely, the "red evil ball" made by Zhao Haipeng had disappeared from my kitchen knife.

The moment the red ball completely melted on my kitchen knife, I could see very clearly, at that moment, the incense stick inserted in the ball was also extinguished at the same time, and the red blood water also turned into a dark red and almost black "blood scab".

In this way, the red pill, which was originally soft and bloody, was completely wrapped around my knife in a way that I had not expected at all, and then evaporated the excess water at an extreme speed, turning into a hard, black shell.

And when everything was over, Zhao Haipeng took the handle of the knife to me, and said to me softly and calmly: "It's done!

Zhao Haipeng's words surprised me a little, because I really didn't expect this process to be so short.

But it was only for a moment of surprise that I regained that sense of excitement.

So, I took the Huijia treasure knife that had been "beaten with chicken blood", and then held it in both hands and looked at it carefully.

It's also quite wicked, when my hand gently grasped the handle of my kitchen knife, the dried blood scabs on top of her began to fall off, and those blood scab-like things completely turned into powder as soon as they touched the ground, and disappeared completely!

Seems...... My knife has lost a layer of "shell chrysalis", giving people a strange feeling of metamorphosis and rebirth.

Later, the inside of my knife finally leaked out, and it was at this moment that I was stunned to find the appearance of my kitchen knife...... It's changed!

This kind of change is almost incomparable, and if you look at it in detail, this knife seems to be no different from before, but I just feel that she is a lot sharper and more beautiful.

In addition, I don't know if it's a subjective factor or an objective reason, after the knife fades away from that layer of black shell, the whole thing has a faint red luster color, that dark red I can't describe, but I always feel that she is soaked in indescribable restlessness and heaviness, and even faintly, there is a trace of unease.

Looking at the knife, all of us gathered together, straightened our necks one by one, and stared at it with wide eyes.

On this side, Zhao Shuihe shook his head and said, "I feel ...... There's no difference between before and after?"

On the other side, my younger brother Lao Si also nodded along with her words and said, "I feel the same, this knife has not changed much except that it is cleaner!"

Listening to the words of the two of them, I frowned and asked them, "The blade has become red, and the blade is brighter...... Can't you see that?"

Listening to my words, the two of them stared at the kitchen knife carefully for a long time, and then shook their heads.

Seeing this, I was amazed at their reaction. At the same time, Zhao Haipeng shook his head at me, and then told me with a mysterious smile: "There are some things, just because you can see them doesn't mean that others can see them, so let's ......put the knife away!" It's time to cut the corpse. ”