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The severed hand with dark red skin was lying quietly on the bed, with dark blue blood vessels protruding from the skin.
Xu Qi'an's feeling now is like just watching the old corpse in the mountain village in the living room. While being afraid, he went back to the bedroom to sleep, opened the door, and found Chu Renmei standing by the bed, staring at him with dark white pupils.
The fear in his heart exploded with a "boom", and every nerve was urging him: run away quickly, run away quickly
At this time, Xu Qi'an saw the index finger of the severed hand, moved it slightly, and tapped the index finger on the bed.
The next moment, the air seemed to become viscous, Xu Qi'an felt like an old cow that had fallen into the mire, with an empty body, but it was difficult to take a step.
The five fingers of the broken hand moved, and then, referring to the feet, it crawled off the bed and crawled along the ground towards Xu Qi'an.
This scene was too horrifying, like witnessing a scene in a horror movie, Xu Qi'an couldn't move at all, rolled his eyeballs, watched in despair as it crawled to his feet, along his trousers, all the way up
It wants to parasitize me, just like parasitizing monk Henghuiwhy? Why are you staring at me, I'm just an ordinary gongXu Qi'an's frightened thoughts flickered, his severed hand climbed to his chest, and continued to go up, then, his thumb and index finger pried open Xu Qi'an's small mouth
Xu Qi'an couldn't resist, his eyes widened in an instant, with a terrified expression.
Immediately afterwards, his mouth was stretched open, and the severed hand invaded violently, fingers and palms pushed into the depths of his throat inch by inch.
The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth was split open, dripping with blood, how could a human mouth be stuffed into a hand? Not to mention the throat, but the severed hand seemed to have this intention.
Soon, the severed hand entered the throat, and Xu Qi'an's throat bulged and stretched little by little, clearly showing the lines of his fingers.
This process was very fast, because the severed hand didn't consider Xu Qi'an's ability to bear it at all, like a strange shape, it passed through the mouth and throat roughly and simply.
The moment the severed hand entered the body, Xu Qi'an wailed in pain, his consciousness seemed to explode into countless fragments, he didn't know how long he had passed in the trance, and he saw a temple, in which there was no statue of Buddha, and a young monk was sitting cross-legged on the futon.
Xu Qi'an tried his best to see his appearance clearly, but the monk's face seemed to be shrouded in mist, so he couldn't see clearly.
Why did I come here am I dead? Then enter the Western ParadiseImpossible, for a guy like me who does not respect the Buddha, the Buddha will only clamp my head with the door, and then kick me out of the ParadiseXu Qi'an thought to himself, and heard The gentle voice of the young monk:
"The little monk wants to use the body of the benefactor to warm up the broken arm. I hope the benefactor will be lenient."
Is he the monster with the severed arm? Xu Qi'an was in doubt, and tentatively said: "Should I be more accommodating?"
The young monk sat cross-legged quietly and ignored him
Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why are you sealed in Sangpo?"
"The name of the little monk is Shenshu." The young monk said here, paused, and his tone was a little hesitant:
"Why am I in SangpoI can't rememberWhy am I sealed thereWhere do I come from?"
"I am Shenshu, but why am I in Sangbo? Where am I from?"
He was calm at first, but gradually, as he asked himself a sentence, his emotions began to lose control, his peaceful and serene temperament disappeared, the whole space vibrated, and an indescribable terrifying breath overflowed from the monk's body.
It was a breath like hell, which made Xu Qi'an's hair stand on end, and his heart beat violently.
This familiar breath At this moment, Xu Qi'an confirmed that the young monk was indeed the severed hand.
"My little monk has a photoshoot" The young monk regained his composure, restrained his trembling breath, and said in a gentle tone:
"My primordial spirit is incomplete, so I can't remember the past. I only know my Dharma name, but I can't remember where I came from or what happened before."
Having said that, the young monk's tone was full of helplessness and pain, as if he was trying his best to know what happened in the past, but there was nothing he could do.
Incomplete primordial spirit? Is it because there is only one broken arm? Well, the body is incomplete, so the primordial spirit is also incomplete, which is very reasonable Monk, you are a bit miserable Xu Qi'an tentatively said:
"Master, I may know a little information, but I don't know if it is useful to you."
The breath of the young monk suddenly fluctuated slightly, and in the mist, those eyes seemed to be staring at Xu Qi'an scorchingly.
"The formation that you were sealed was jointly completed by the Dafeng imperial family, Sitianjian, and Western Buddhism. Since you are a Buddhist, I am afraid that you are from the Western Regions."The light provided a glimmer of light to the silent room.
He came to the table, lit the oil lamp, and walked to the bronze mirror with the lamp. His masculine face was reflected in the mirror. There was dried blood at the corner of his mouth. After gently wiping it off, he found no wound left.
The wound caused by the unreasonable Shenhou monk Shenshu has disappeared.
The water leak shows that the time is Yinshi quarter, which is nine fifteen in the evening.
Xu Qi'an sat by the bronze mirror, diverging his thoughts, thinking about what he should do next.
The immediate question is, how should he deal with the severed hand, should he report this matter to Duke Wei?
"It's true that Wei Yuan appreciates me very much, but after all, I'm not his own son, and there is a limit to how much I appreciate it. And this matter involves Sangbo's sealed item
"If he can take out the severed hand for me, there is no problem. If not, will he protect me, or will he seal me in Sangbo together?
"And I'm just a gong in the Qi training state. It's impossible not to eat or drink for five hundred years without dying."
"Jianzheng will surely be able to take out my severed hand, right? He is a first-grade warlock, but the problem is, I don't know him wellXu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an, you've fallen again, addicted to the fragrance and warmth. Did you forget that Chu Caiwei is waiting for your strategy? Becoming the son-in-law of Si Tianjian earlier, the supervisor will be his own.
"The old supervisor knows my weird luck, I can't trust him unreservedly, because he must be planning something secretly"
In addition, there is a distant problem:
Wan Yao Kingdom has worked so hard to release the sealed item, so it is impossible to make a wedding dress for him.
There must be a purpose for bringing the severed hand to him secretly, and anyone with his toes would know this. And this purpose, is it good or bad for him?
? Monk Shenshu said that I can nourish his arm and primordial spirit Is this why Wan Yao Kingdom brought it to me?
Then one day in the future, will they come to retrieve the severed hand? When the time comes, no one can tell whether my end will be life or death.
At this time, he heard the gentle voice of the monk Shenshu ringing in his mind:
"Keep it secret!"
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