The broken hands with dark red skin were lying quietly on the bed, with dark blue blood vessels bulging on the epidermis.
Xu Qi'an's current feeling is like just after seeing the old corpse in the mountain village in the living room. While he was scared, he returned to the bedroom to sleep. When he opened the door, he found that Chu Renmei was standing by the bed and staring at him with her moist white eyes.
The fear in his heart exploded with a bang, and every nerve was urging him: run away quickly, run away quickly...
At this time, Xu Qi'an saw the index finger with a broken hand, moved slightly, and knocked on the bed.
The next moment, the air seemed to become sticky. Xu Qi'an felt that he was an old cow who had fallen into the quagmire. He had a strong body, but he could not take a step.
The five fingers of the broken hand moved, and then, it used its fingers to climb down from the bed and climbed along the ground towards Xu Qi'an.
This scene was too terrifying, just like witnessing the scene in a horror movie. Xu Qi'an couldn't move all over, turned his eyes, watched it climb to his feet in despair, and went up along his trousers...
It wants to parasitize me, just like parasitize monk Henghui... Why?
Why should I stare at me? I am just an ordinary gong... Xu Qi'an's horrified thought flashed, and his broken hand crawled to his chest, and continued to move up. Then, his thumb and index finger pried open Xu Qi'an's little mouth.
...Xu Qi'an could not resist, his eyes widened instantly, and his expression was terrified.
Immediately afterwards, his mouth was stretched open, and his broken hands invaded roughly, and his fingers and palms advanced into the depths of his throat inch by inch.
Xu Qi'an's mouth was cracked and blood was dripping. How could a person's mouth be stuffed into a hand?What's more, it's the throat, but the broken hand seems to have the intention.
Soon, the broken hand entered his throat, and Xu Qi'an's throat raised and spread out little by little, clearly printing the lines of his fingers.
The process was very fast, because the broken hand did not consider Xu Qi'an's ability to withstand it. It was like an alien, roughly and simply passing through the mouth and throat.
The moment he broke his hand and entered his body, Xu Qi'an let out a painful wail, and his consciousness seemed to explode into countless pieces. In the hazy, he saw a temple where there was no Buddha's Dharma image in it, and a young monk sat cross-legged on the cushion.
Xu Qi'an tried his best to see his appearance, but the monk's face seemed to be covered with fog, and he could not see clearly.
Why did I come here...I am dead?
Then have you entered the Western Paradise? Impossible. A guy like me who doesn't respect Buddha, the Buddha will only use the door to pinch my head and kick me out of the Paradise... Xu Qi'an thought to himself, and heard the gentle voice of the young monk in his ears:
The little monk wanted to use the donor's body to warm his broken arm and hoped that the donor would be able to be able to be able to adapt.
...He is the monster who broke his hand?Xu Qi'an was shocked and tentatively said: Am I not compatible?
The young monk sat cross-legged quietly and ignored him.
...Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: Who are you, why are you sealed in Sangbo?
The little monk's Dharma name is Shenshu.When the young monk said this, he paused, his tone hesitated:
Why am I in Sangbo...I can't remember...Why am I sealed there...Where am I from?
I am Shenshu, but why am I in Sangbo?Where am I from?
He was still calm at first, but gradually, with one sentence of self-question, his emotions began to get out of control, his peaceful temperament disappeared, the whole space shook, and an indescribable aura of terror overflowed from the monk's body.
It was a breath like hell, which made Xu Qi'an's heart beat violently.
This familiar aura... At this moment, Xu Qi'an confirmed that the young monk was indeed the broken hand.
The little monk was caught in the face... The young monk returned to his calmness, his trembling breath was restrained, and he said in a gentle tone:
My soul is incomplete, so I can't remember the past.I only know my Dharma name, but I can't remember where I am and what happened before.
Speaking of this, the young monk's tone was filled with helplessness and pain, as if he tried his best to know what had happened in the past, but he could do nothing.
The incomplete soul?Is it because there is only one broken arm?Well, the body is incomplete, so the soul is also incomplete, which is very reasonable... Monk, you are a little miserable... Xu Qi'an tentatively said:
Master, I may know some information, but I don’t know if it will be useful to you.
The young monk's breath was suddenly slightly turbulent, and in the fog, the eyes seemed to be staring at Xu Qi'an.
The formation you sealed was jointly completed by the Dafeng Royal Family, Sitianjian and Western Buddhism. Since you are a Buddhist, you are probably from the Western Regions.Xu Qi'an.
As he spoke, he also started to associate himself: the master of the broken hand was a monk, and the three forces sealing him were the Dafeng royal family, the Western Regions Buddhism, and the Sitianjian... According to the information feedback obtained in Qinglong Temple, Buddhism obviously attaches more importance to the seals under Sangbo... and so on!!
Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up suddenly. He remembered several details of the Sangbo case: on the third day of the explosion of the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen, Wei Yuan told him that Emperor Jing of Yuan had opened the ban on the city.
The day after the explosion of the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen was the old man pretended to be sick and stood by and watched the whole process.
After the abbot Panshu of Qinglong Temple confirmed from him that his hand had been born, he immediately went west.
From these details, it can be inferred that Buddhism is the leader of Sangbo Seal.The sealed young monks came from Buddhists in the Western Regions.
No wonder, no wonder Emperor Jing of Yuan wanted to open the city ban.No wonder the surveillance is pretending to be sick... This is obviously better than having more things than having less things, and it is not a problem for one's own family anyway.
Xu Qi'an realized the idea of the surveillance officer and Emperor Jing of Yuan. Immediately, he remembered another detail: Wei Yuan once repeatedly emphasized that he should not deal with seals and be responsible for investigating the two and five inside the court.
Wei Yuan probably knew the identity of the broken hand, at least he knew that it originated from Buddhism.
No wonder the senior executives in the capital are not concerned about seals, and their energy is finding out about Erwuzai's aspects... one by one, all of them are old silver coins.
Fortunately, I was smart and smart. Through the details of the Xiaoqiguan silence case and Zhou Baihu's Qi-blocking technique, I found the mystery layer by layer, and uncovered the mystery layer by layer.
At this time, the young monk sighed: I want to ask the donor for something.
Master, I am just a martial artist in the Qi training realm.Xu Qi'an wanted to refuse politely. Wei Yuan said that the level of the seal is at least the second grade, or even the first grade.
He, a little crawler, really had no confidence to interfere with this level of struggle.Moreover, Xu Qi'an did not forget the original intention of Taoist Jinlian to establish the Heaven and Earth Association: to the second-grade Taoist leader of the Death Land Sect.
The difficulty is only smaller than letting me ascend the throne and become an emperor. If you are involved in the grudges and grievances of Buddhism again, I would rather usurp the throne yourself... Xu Qian said with sincerity.
The young monk ignored him and said to himself: Help me to search for the past and find my memories...
In this process, I will give the donor some help.
Give some help?Xu Qian thought of the four golden gongs wrapped in gauze and felt aroused.If there is a seal accompanying you, it is equivalent to having more trump cards.
In this world where imperial power and divine power are supreme, he can better settle down. At least he doesn't have to worry about being scouted and exterminated. Whoever dares to touch a hair will get his brain out.
Moreover, after Zhou Chixiong seized him, he would definitely be promoted and raised, and his own power would also be enhanced.
However, before agreeing to the monk, there are two things that need to be clarified.
Master, do you need to swallow your qi and blood from time to time?Xu Qi'an tried to use peaceful words as much as possible.
As long as it is in your body, there is no need for external qi and blood to replenish it.Of course, if you want to use my power, you need to nourish your essence and blood afterwards, it is best to be a practitioner.
That is to say, as long as you stay in my body, there will be nothing wrong, but if you want to work, you have to give you a meal... Xu Qi'an nodded, and this equivalent exchange echoed his philosophy.
Why, choose me?Xu Qi'an.
Someone brought me here.The young monk said: Because we are the same type of people.
Xu Qi'an hurriedly asked: What is a type of person? Master, please give me some advice.
The young monk said: I can feel this instinctively, and I can't remember more.
I can't remember it... Xu Qi'an twitched his lips and asked again: Who brought the senior?
The young monk showed a picture, in which a figure in black clothes and a hooded head solemnly opened a treasure bag and put his broken hand in it.
Judging from the body shape, her plump breasts and round buttocks are obviously a woman.
There is a white animal embroidered on the tip of the poem, which looks like a fox, is lively and beautiful, with a white tail like a screen spreading behind it.
Fox, a fox tail like a screen...Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox?
Well, according to the confession of the gray fox in the Jiaofangsi, the one involved in the Sangbo case was the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom... and the queen who fell in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom was the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox... Hiss, the people from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom brought their broken hands to me.
Why?
They noticed me... Xu Qi'an became deeply worried.
……
Xu Qi'an opened his eyes and found himself lying on the cold ground. The faint moonlight provided a hint of glimmer to the quiet room.
He came to the table, lit the oil lamp, and walked to the bronze mirror with the lamp. His masculine face reflected in the mirror, with dry blood remaining at the corner of his mouth. He gently wiped it off and found that there were no wounds left.
The unreasonable Monkey Shen, the unreasonable Monkey, has disappeared.
The water leak shows that the time is at one o'clock in the morning, that is, at 9:15 p.m.
Xu Qi'an sat next to the bronze mirror, thinking divergently, thinking about what he should do next.
The question right now is how should he deal with the breaking of his hand and whether he should report this matter to Duke Wei?
It’s right for Wei Yuan to appreciate me very much, but I am not his own son after all, and there is a limit to how much I appreciate it.And this matter involves Sangbo's seal...
If he could take out his broken hand for me, there would be no problem.If not, will he protect me or will he seal it in Sangbo with me?
And I am just a gong in the Qi training realm. It is impossible for me to die without eating or drinking for five hundred years.
The supervisor can definitely take out the broken hand for me, right?He is a first-class warlock after all, the problem is that I am not familiar with him... Xu Qi'an, you are degenerate again, and you can't extricate yourself from the warm sausage of the fragrance.Have you forgotten that Chu Caiwei is waiting for your guide?If you become the sn in law of Sitianjian as soon as possible, the sn in law will be your own person.
The old man in charge knew my strange luck, and I couldn't trust him without reservation, because he must be planning something in secret...
In addition, there is a distant question:
The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom went through a lot of hardships and released the seal, it was impossible to make a wedding dress for him.
It must be a purpose to bring his broken hand to him secretly, and you can even know this with your toes.And is this purpose good or bad for him?
The monk Shenshu said that I can warm his arms and soul... Is this the reason why the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons brought it to me?
Then one day, will they come to retrieve the broken hand?At that time, no one can tell whether I will end up dead or dead.
At this moment, he heard the gentle voice of the monk Shenshu sounded in his mind:
Confidentiality!
...Xu Qi'an's face suddenly stopped.
Xu Qi'an's current feeling is like just after seeing the old corpse in the mountain village in the living room. While he was scared, he returned to the bedroom to sleep. When he opened the door, he found that Chu Renmei was standing by the bed and staring at him with her moist white eyes.
The fear in his heart exploded with a bang, and every nerve was urging him: run away quickly, run away quickly...
At this time, Xu Qi'an saw the index finger with a broken hand, moved slightly, and knocked on the bed.
The next moment, the air seemed to become sticky. Xu Qi'an felt that he was an old cow who had fallen into the quagmire. He had a strong body, but he could not take a step.
The five fingers of the broken hand moved, and then, it used its fingers to climb down from the bed and climbed along the ground towards Xu Qi'an.
This scene was too terrifying, just like witnessing the scene in a horror movie. Xu Qi'an couldn't move all over, turned his eyes, watched it climb to his feet in despair, and went up along his trousers...
It wants to parasitize me, just like parasitize monk Henghui... Why?
Why should I stare at me? I am just an ordinary gong... Xu Qi'an's horrified thought flashed, and his broken hand crawled to his chest, and continued to move up. Then, his thumb and index finger pried open Xu Qi'an's little mouth.
...Xu Qi'an could not resist, his eyes widened instantly, and his expression was terrified.
Immediately afterwards, his mouth was stretched open, and his broken hands invaded roughly, and his fingers and palms advanced into the depths of his throat inch by inch.
Xu Qi'an's mouth was cracked and blood was dripping. How could a person's mouth be stuffed into a hand?What's more, it's the throat, but the broken hand seems to have the intention.
Soon, the broken hand entered his throat, and Xu Qi'an's throat raised and spread out little by little, clearly printing the lines of his fingers.
The process was very fast, because the broken hand did not consider Xu Qi'an's ability to withstand it. It was like an alien, roughly and simply passing through the mouth and throat.
The moment he broke his hand and entered his body, Xu Qi'an let out a painful wail, and his consciousness seemed to explode into countless pieces. In the hazy, he saw a temple where there was no Buddha's Dharma image in it, and a young monk sat cross-legged on the cushion.
Xu Qi'an tried his best to see his appearance, but the monk's face seemed to be covered with fog, and he could not see clearly.
Why did I come here...I am dead?
Then have you entered the Western Paradise? Impossible. A guy like me who doesn't respect Buddha, the Buddha will only use the door to pinch my head and kick me out of the Paradise... Xu Qi'an thought to himself, and heard the gentle voice of the young monk in his ears:
The little monk wanted to use the donor's body to warm his broken arm and hoped that the donor would be able to be able to be able to adapt.
...He is the monster who broke his hand?Xu Qi'an was shocked and tentatively said: Am I not compatible?
The young monk sat cross-legged quietly and ignored him.
...Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: Who are you, why are you sealed in Sangbo?
The little monk's Dharma name is Shenshu.When the young monk said this, he paused, his tone hesitated:
Why am I in Sangbo...I can't remember...Why am I sealed there...Where am I from?
I am Shenshu, but why am I in Sangbo?Where am I from?
He was still calm at first, but gradually, with one sentence of self-question, his emotions began to get out of control, his peaceful temperament disappeared, the whole space shook, and an indescribable aura of terror overflowed from the monk's body.
It was a breath like hell, which made Xu Qi'an's heart beat violently.
This familiar aura... At this moment, Xu Qi'an confirmed that the young monk was indeed the broken hand.
The little monk was caught in the face... The young monk returned to his calmness, his trembling breath was restrained, and he said in a gentle tone:
My soul is incomplete, so I can't remember the past.I only know my Dharma name, but I can't remember where I am and what happened before.
Speaking of this, the young monk's tone was filled with helplessness and pain, as if he tried his best to know what had happened in the past, but he could do nothing.
The incomplete soul?Is it because there is only one broken arm?Well, the body is incomplete, so the soul is also incomplete, which is very reasonable... Monk, you are a little miserable... Xu Qi'an tentatively said:
Master, I may know some information, but I don’t know if it will be useful to you.
The young monk's breath was suddenly slightly turbulent, and in the fog, the eyes seemed to be staring at Xu Qi'an.
The formation you sealed was jointly completed by the Dafeng Royal Family, Sitianjian and Western Buddhism. Since you are a Buddhist, you are probably from the Western Regions.Xu Qi'an.
As he spoke, he also started to associate himself: the master of the broken hand was a monk, and the three forces sealing him were the Dafeng royal family, the Western Regions Buddhism, and the Sitianjian... According to the information feedback obtained in Qinglong Temple, Buddhism obviously attaches more importance to the seals under Sangbo... and so on!!
Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up suddenly. He remembered several details of the Sangbo case: on the third day of the explosion of the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen, Wei Yuan told him that Emperor Jing of Yuan had opened the ban on the city.
The day after the explosion of the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen was the old man pretended to be sick and stood by and watched the whole process.
After the abbot Panshu of Qinglong Temple confirmed from him that his hand had been born, he immediately went west.
From these details, it can be inferred that Buddhism is the leader of Sangbo Seal.The sealed young monks came from Buddhists in the Western Regions.
No wonder, no wonder Emperor Jing of Yuan wanted to open the city ban.No wonder the surveillance is pretending to be sick... This is obviously better than having more things than having less things, and it is not a problem for one's own family anyway.
Xu Qi'an realized the idea of the surveillance officer and Emperor Jing of Yuan. Immediately, he remembered another detail: Wei Yuan once repeatedly emphasized that he should not deal with seals and be responsible for investigating the two and five inside the court.
Wei Yuan probably knew the identity of the broken hand, at least he knew that it originated from Buddhism.
No wonder the senior executives in the capital are not concerned about seals, and their energy is finding out about Erwuzai's aspects... one by one, all of them are old silver coins.
Fortunately, I was smart and smart. Through the details of the Xiaoqiguan silence case and Zhou Baihu's Qi-blocking technique, I found the mystery layer by layer, and uncovered the mystery layer by layer.
At this time, the young monk sighed: I want to ask the donor for something.
Master, I am just a martial artist in the Qi training realm.Xu Qi'an wanted to refuse politely. Wei Yuan said that the level of the seal is at least the second grade, or even the first grade.
He, a little crawler, really had no confidence to interfere with this level of struggle.Moreover, Xu Qi'an did not forget the original intention of Taoist Jinlian to establish the Heaven and Earth Association: to the second-grade Taoist leader of the Death Land Sect.
The difficulty is only smaller than letting me ascend the throne and become an emperor. If you are involved in the grudges and grievances of Buddhism again, I would rather usurp the throne yourself... Xu Qian said with sincerity.
The young monk ignored him and said to himself: Help me to search for the past and find my memories...
In this process, I will give the donor some help.
Give some help?Xu Qian thought of the four golden gongs wrapped in gauze and felt aroused.If there is a seal accompanying you, it is equivalent to having more trump cards.
In this world where imperial power and divine power are supreme, he can better settle down. At least he doesn't have to worry about being scouted and exterminated. Whoever dares to touch a hair will get his brain out.
Moreover, after Zhou Chixiong seized him, he would definitely be promoted and raised, and his own power would also be enhanced.
However, before agreeing to the monk, there are two things that need to be clarified.
Master, do you need to swallow your qi and blood from time to time?Xu Qi'an tried to use peaceful words as much as possible.
As long as it is in your body, there is no need for external qi and blood to replenish it.Of course, if you want to use my power, you need to nourish your essence and blood afterwards, it is best to be a practitioner.
That is to say, as long as you stay in my body, there will be nothing wrong, but if you want to work, you have to give you a meal... Xu Qi'an nodded, and this equivalent exchange echoed his philosophy.
Why, choose me?Xu Qi'an.
Someone brought me here.The young monk said: Because we are the same type of people.
Xu Qi'an hurriedly asked: What is a type of person? Master, please give me some advice.
The young monk said: I can feel this instinctively, and I can't remember more.
I can't remember it... Xu Qi'an twitched his lips and asked again: Who brought the senior?
The young monk showed a picture, in which a figure in black clothes and a hooded head solemnly opened a treasure bag and put his broken hand in it.
Judging from the body shape, her plump breasts and round buttocks are obviously a woman.
There is a white animal embroidered on the tip of the poem, which looks like a fox, is lively and beautiful, with a white tail like a screen spreading behind it.
Fox, a fox tail like a screen...Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox?
Well, according to the confession of the gray fox in the Jiaofangsi, the one involved in the Sangbo case was the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom... and the queen who fell in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom was the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox... Hiss, the people from the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom brought their broken hands to me.
Why?
They noticed me... Xu Qi'an became deeply worried.
……
Xu Qi'an opened his eyes and found himself lying on the cold ground. The faint moonlight provided a hint of glimmer to the quiet room.
He came to the table, lit the oil lamp, and walked to the bronze mirror with the lamp. His masculine face reflected in the mirror, with dry blood remaining at the corner of his mouth. He gently wiped it off and found that there were no wounds left.
The unreasonable Monkey Shen, the unreasonable Monkey, has disappeared.
The water leak shows that the time is at one o'clock in the morning, that is, at 9:15 p.m.
Xu Qi'an sat next to the bronze mirror, thinking divergently, thinking about what he should do next.
The question right now is how should he deal with the breaking of his hand and whether he should report this matter to Duke Wei?
It’s right for Wei Yuan to appreciate me very much, but I am not his own son after all, and there is a limit to how much I appreciate it.And this matter involves Sangbo's seal...
If he could take out his broken hand for me, there would be no problem.If not, will he protect me or will he seal it in Sangbo with me?
And I am just a gong in the Qi training realm. It is impossible for me to die without eating or drinking for five hundred years.
The supervisor can definitely take out the broken hand for me, right?He is a first-class warlock after all, the problem is that I am not familiar with him... Xu Qi'an, you are degenerate again, and you can't extricate yourself from the warm sausage of the fragrance.Have you forgotten that Chu Caiwei is waiting for your guide?If you become the sn in law of Sitianjian as soon as possible, the sn in law will be your own person.
The old man in charge knew my strange luck, and I couldn't trust him without reservation, because he must be planning something in secret...
In addition, there is a distant question:
The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom went through a lot of hardships and released the seal, it was impossible to make a wedding dress for him.
It must be a purpose to bring his broken hand to him secretly, and you can even know this with your toes.And is this purpose good or bad for him?
The monk Shenshu said that I can warm his arms and soul... Is this the reason why the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons brought it to me?
Then one day, will they come to retrieve the broken hand?At that time, no one can tell whether I will end up dead or dead.
At this moment, he heard the gentle voice of the monk Shenshu sounded in his mind:
Confidentiality!
...Xu Qi'an's face suddenly stopped.
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