Chapter 57: Tooth Marks

Shen Luo looked at the sunken area on the stone box, his heart moved, and he poked out a finger, first tentatively reaching into the range of white light, feeling a cool breath, lingering on his fingers, as if he had penetrated into the river, and there was no discomfort.

So, he poked his finger down a little more, and leaned closer to the stone box, and the cool feeling became clearer, as if it was emanating from the stone box.

Shen Luo was very jealous of the cold qi in his heart, and he was a little hesitant at the moment.

However, the energy of that primordial stone seemed to be running out soon, and the white light emitted from it began to shrink, dimming little by little.

Shen Luo gritted his teeth, and the moment before the light disappeared, his index finger poked down suddenly, directly on the "depression" in the center.

The white light that was originally fading seemed to freeze the moment he dropped his fingers, suspended and motionless.

At this moment, Shen Luo seemed to freeze himself in place, and even his breathing and heartbeat suddenly stagnated.

In the noisy sound of the rainstorm, a faint "click" sound came into his ears, as if it was bounced up.

The lid under Shen Luo's finger suddenly flicked upward, and with a slight friction sound, it slid forward.

"It's done!"

Shen Luo was overjoyed in his heart and hurriedly looked into the box.

Sudden change!

In the stone box, a black smoke suddenly erupted and hit Shen Luo head-on.

Shen Luo was suddenly startled, and slammed the low table in front of him, and his body fell backwards, hitting directly on the canopy of the cabin.

The black smoke failed to spew and fall, but it did not dissipate, but gathered more and more, and from it manifested a ghostly shadow the size of a wheel, which went up to the black canopy and down to the cabin.

The head of the ghost was born blue and black, there seemed to be fluffy hair on his head, his eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing with a faint cold light, and a bloody mouth was even more jagged, looking like he wanted to choose someone to devour.

Shen Luo didn't have time to figure out what was going on, so he could only force himself to calm down, his body quickly shook forward, and his two hands grabbed the small thunder talisman and Yuan Shi on the low table respectively.

"Giggle......

Shen Luo's movements seemed to infuriate the ghostly phantom, and a strange smile came out of his mouth, rushing towards him.

The cabin was narrow, and Shen Luo had no way to avoid it, so he could only hold the Yuan Stone with one hand, urging the Yang Gang Qi in his body to merge into it, and slapped it towards the small thunder talisman in the other hand.

The ghost head flashed in a phantom, and it teleported to the front of him, and a bloody mouth spewed out a blue-black aura.

Shen Luo only felt a strong fishy breath rushing to his face, and his mind seemed to have smashed a stick, the phantom in front of him was heavy, and his body was weak, so he collapsed to the side.

"Giggle...... "Giggles" ghostly laughter echoed in the small cabin.

Shen Luo's vision became more and more blurred, and he could only vaguely see that the ghost-headed phantom suddenly began to shrink little by little, and finally turned into a fist-sized white bone skull.

The white bone skull was unusually white, and the surface was even slightly shiny, and it pounced directly on its shoulder, biting it down.

"Hmm......"

Shen Luo let out a painful groan from his mouth, his body suddenly straightened, and he only felt a strong cold current spread from the place where he was bitten, and it instantly flowed to every corner of his body.

A layer of fine white ice, with frost flowers spreading rapidly from his shoulders, covered his entire body in just a moment.

Shen Luo's eyes immediately turned black and he passed out completely.

However, it was a little strange that the white frost only froze Shen Luo's body, and it was obviously cold, but it did not infect the surrounding objects at all, and even on the floor of the cabin under him, there was no abnormality.

I don't know how long it has been, the sky has cleared, and the sun is slanting in the west.

A ray of sunlight against the inner roof of the canopy, shining in from outside the boat, shining on Shen Luo's cheeks, the frost that had been layered on his body, I don't know when it had melted.

At this time, Shen Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his eyelids.

The bright light stimulated him so violently that he couldn't help but squint his eyes again, and after a while, he blocked his vision with one hand, supported his body with the other, and slowly sat up.

Shen Luo only felt that his body was sore, and his clothes were sticky to his body, not feeling like the river had not dried up, but like he had just sweated profusely.

"Ahem......"

Shen Luo coughed dryly in his mouth, only to feel that his throat was like a fire, and his body seemed to be shrouded in a sense of dryness, and he couldn't help but tear open the placket on his chest, wanting to dissipate some heat.

He licked his dry lips and looked to the side, and found that the crockpot on the ship had been knocked down, and the water in it had been drained.

Shen Luo's throat moved, turned over and crawled towards the stern of the boat, but he only felt that his mind was still dizzy, and he finally leaned out of the boat, but was startled by his own reflection in the water.

I saw myself at this moment, my hair was unkempt, my face was red, and there were green tendons on my forehead, which looked a little hideous.

Shen Luo couldn't help but shrink back, and then stretched out his hands that were also red, held a handful of water in the Luanshui River, and slapped it on his face.

His hands and face were stained with the cool river water, and Shen Luo immediately felt a burst of comfort, and his dizzy mind was also a little clearer.

He slid forward, grabbed the edge of the boat with both hands, and plunged his whole head into the river, not caring whether it was clean or not, and drank several large mouthfuls of river water in a row, and the burning feeling in his throat was finally relieved, and the heat on his body subsided a little.

Shen Luo let out a sigh of relief, feeling that the clothes on his body were really sticky, so he simply turned over and fell directly into the river, submerging his whole body in the water.

As the cold river continued to wash over his body, Shen Luo finally felt that the heat on his body was no longer so unbearable, but there was a faint tingling sensation in the meridians all over his body.

The pain was not continuous, but from time to time it seemed to be pricked by a sharp needle, and the position was different each time, but fortunately, the pain was not strong, and Shen Luo felt that he could bear it.

It was only then that the fainting sensation in his mind finally subsided, and he suddenly remembered the ghost head he had seen when he opened the stone box earlier, and he couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

Shen Luo hurriedly tore off the right half of his shirt, and saw that on his right shoulder, there was a dark red tooth mark!