Chapter 52 Is it invulnerable?

The worry and anxiety in the yellow finch's heart rose to the extreme in an instant, but Zhao Daotu said later that even if he was really hurt by blood pimples, now that this group of poisons have become a bag, it must be cured, so there is no need to worry at all. In this way, the heart of the yellow finch has calmed down a little. Come on.

The three of them surrounded the boy's urine and looked at the poisons like a rare thing. At this time, they had long been restless, but even so, the power of the boy's urine still made them afraid to cross the thunder pool, and could only stay around in the place of five or six square meters.

Looking at their shape, all of them are the kind of adult black and red period that the yellow finch has just really seen. The pimples all over the body are about to break out. This kind of thing, not to mention being hurt by it, even looking at it, feels nausea and horrible.

The yellow finch was very worried that this group of animals would suddenly become brave. In order to survive, it broke through the child's urine and couldn't help saying, "Big uncle, what should I do now?"

Zhao Daotu's heart gradually calmed down. At this point, it was difficult for these beasts to fly. He ordered Xiao Diu to take a freezer in the refrigerator. A layer of water had already been sprinkled on the bottom of the cold refrigerator. After freezing, it is now a piece of ice, as smooth as a mirror. Zhao Dao On the way, I found two long straws, one of which was put in the cold refrigerator, and the other was directly leading to the encirclement of the boy's urine. After three or four seconds, the beasts seemed to have found a breakthrough again and climbed up quickly along the straw. The speed, although it was not as vigorously just now, it also made people touch. Shocking, one by one, just like crossing a single-plank bridge, they scrambled to climb into the cold refrigerator.

As soon as it touches the ice inside, the speed suddenly slows down, and it squirms slightly like a caterpillar.

"Frozen them!"

Zhao Daotu gave an order and greeted Xiao Diu again. It was not until this time that the yellow finch found that Xiao Diu had been hard underneath, wearing a pair of big trousers, but he still couldn't stop the strong wind. The coquettishness made his heart, which was still faintly worried, relaxed a lot, and he laughed.

Xiao Di quickly put the cold refrigerator into the refrigerator and closed the door.

Zhao Daotu lit a cigarette and sat in the living room on the sofa. After the yellow finch calmed down, he began to ask if he would be poisoned.

Zhao Daotu also had a lot of questions in his heart. Although he asked whether the yellow finch blood pimple had climbed into his hand, in fact, Zhao Daotu himself saw that the poison was indeed thrown from his hand by the yellow finch. This is definitely not true. The blood pimples are poisonous all over the body, and the most poisonous is precisely its worm. Eggs, as soon as they come into contact with the skin of the human body or animal body, will quickly absorb the blood on the surface of the skin, and then lurk in it. With the growth of worm eggs, the demand for sperm and blood will continue to increase, so it will suck people to death day by day. Zhao Daotu has seen this kind of death once a long time ago, which is really eternal life. Unforgettable.

But the yellow finch was obviously touched by blood pimples, but there was no relevant reaction at all. Zhao Daotu couldn't figure this out. He couldn't help looking at the yellow finch, and the stinky boy was a little hairy.

"Big, uncle, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Daotu shook his head, "I don't understand, I don't understand, you are not poisoned!"

Zhao Daotu's affirmation made the yellow finch more uneasy. He looked bitterly and said, " Uncle, will this poisonous son and daughter have reached my internal organs?"

"Nonsense!"

"Well, how can I not be poisoned?"

"Do you want to be poisoned?" Zhao Daotu couldn't help asking rhetorically.

The yellow finch is bitter in his heart. What does it mean that he wants to be poisoned? It is the same as a person who goes to the hospital to check whether he has cancer. The probability of the doctor saying it at a glance is very small, but the mood before the test report is conceivable. Even after the report comes out, it is negative, and some people will not be different. Xin, this is called the subconscious unknown fear, which is very tormenting. At least he knows that the next step of poisoning is detoxification, but now it doesn't seem to hit, and it is not in line with the blood-and-blooded logic at all, which inevitably makes the yellow frightened.

The yellow finch sat next to Zhao Daotu and said, "Big uncle, take a good look. Have I been poisoned?"

But Zhao Daotu's reply to the yellow finch is still two words frowning, no.

The yellow finch no longer speaks and doesn't want to smoke. It's also full of doubts.

Zhao Daotu suddenly turned his head and stared at the yellow finch again. There was a very unusual smell in his eyes. He wanted to talk, but finally he couldn't help it.

The yellow finch can't stand this kind of look and trembles, "uncle, please, don't look at me like this. If you continue to look at me like this, I have to be watched to death."

Zhao Dautu extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, stood up, and said calmly, "Well, don't worry. Uncle said that you are not poisoned, but you have to ask me why you are not poisoned. I don't know that there are many things in the world that can't be discovered at all, sparrow, you are still young, and in the future. You will understand. Well, toss around for a night and have a rest."

Looking at Zhao Daotu's figure who went to the guest room, Huang Que silently lit a cigarette by himself, put it in his mouth, and smoked it. The light was turned off in the living room. I could only see the firelight of the cigarette butts in the dark, but the snoring on the opposite sofa was getting louder and louder. It seems that people still have no heart. It's good to fall asleep if you don't have enough to eat and drink.

The yellow finch couldn't help sighing that he used to be like this. In October, Feng lived a carefree life. At night, he could go out and fool around the Tang Dynasty with Yang Mei. Now, there seems to be too many things to do. Speaking of which, it all start from going to the donkey's grinding mill. The yellow finch leaned on the sofa and suddenly sat down. Get up, does this time have something to do with the donkey's unloading mill? Since the last time I was dragged into the water by the big yellow eel, there have been too many unimaginable things. Drinking, it seems that you will never get drunk and run to follow the trend. This time, is it true that you are invulnerable?

The yellow finch was stunned by its idea. Is it possible for such a thing to happen in the world? In the past, I may really not believe it at all, but after experiencing drinking and running, what else can I not believe?

This is really a wave after wave. The cigarette in the yellow finch's hand is already a long piece of soot. You forget to flick it off. If you drink, you won't get drunk. This is not a bad thing. It can run as fast as the wind. This can be said to be a good thing. At least the yellow finch itself is like this. He thinks that this poison is invulnerable. Although it has not been accurately certified, in addition to being stunned, the yellow finch now has a trace of secretly happy. What he is most afraid of is what will happen to him in the future? These things that appear are not bad. What if something bad happens? For example, it will grow into three legs, four hands, five eyes, or, when you arrive, you will have blue fangs and sex. Is there a serious decline in function until no? Wait, wait, I can't imagine it at all.

Thinking nonsense and restless, this stinky boy smoked and thought about things like this. It was not until there was a glimmer of light outside that he lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

The next day, Chen Baofeng came back in a Mercedes-Benz. He also came back with his wife. Early in the morning, he was still wearing a black gauze mask with sunglasses, a black T-shirt and skinny jeans. His figure looked convex and upturned. It didn't work, but it was such a strange shape. By Chen Baofeng helped him and walked into the villa.

Chen Baofeng also brought breakfast, which was equally rich and meticulous. It can be seen that the three yellow finch have really become his guests.

Zhao Daotu is not used to eating breakfast, but likes to drink morning tea. At this moment, he is making kung fu tea alone, taking a small sip, which is delicious. Huang Que and Xiao Diu have been hungry for a long time, and they are packing up those breakfasts.

When the three people were full and comfortable, Zhao Daotu said slowly, "Did you do everything I told you last night?"

Chen Baofeng nodded. From the moment he entered the door, he was actually extremely anxious. Now, the red envelope was given early, the meal was also eaten, and it was easy to be treated. Isn't he looking forward to Zhao Daotu's rejuvenation next step?

"Open the gauze!"

Zhao Daotu said softly.

Chen Baofeng nodded, looked at the woman beside him, and slowly went to take off her glasses. The woman quickly dodged, as if there was a kind of shame and fear.

Chen Baofeng was distressed for a while, "Xiao Zhuo, don't worry, the master said that he will definitely cure you."

The woman named Xiao Zhuo didn't seem to refuse. She was comforted by Chen Baofeng. Then she nodded and wiped her glasses twice. I guess she was crying. The woman took her appearance as the foundation of her life. Now she is almost disfigured and has to show it in front of others. This is undoubtedly not much different from sprinkling a handful of salt on the wound.

The black sunglasses were taken off. The first thing that came into everyone's eyes was a pair of blood-red eyes, with red light, which was very strange. Chen Baofeng slowly removed the black veil again. When he left Xiao Zhuo's face, the yellow finch suddenly felt a burst of tumbling in his stomach, pinching his throat and covering his mouth, which was not disgusting. I spit out all the breakfast in the morning.

Xiao Zhuo's left face is as white as jade, smooth and pleasant, while his right face is dark. There are countless small blood holes on this cracked cheek, just like the embroidery needles are densely tied up. The whole face is like wearing a mask that is extremely disgusting, and it is also like having experienced fire sintering into a full face. Like the black scar, it extends from the forehead to the position of the chin and ear temples, covering it completely.

No wonder she was afraid and afraid. Just like her, she walked to the street in the middle of the night and wore a big red dress. It's really strange that others didn't say it was a ghost.

Xiao Zhuo just raised his head, suddenly lowered his head, sobbed gently, and didn't want to lift it anymore.

"Master, can you cure it?"

Chen Baofeng's voice was full of confidence, and the trill came out.

Zhao Daotu smiled, picked up a cup of tea, and said, "What do you think?"

Chen Baofeng's heart thumped, and he didn't know what Zhao Daotu meant for a moment.