Chapter 385 Blood Sand

The stone hand dug into the last foot inch by inch, and he wanted to give himself a regretless ending. The wound of his left hand could no longer feel pain, and his fingers could not even bleed. The stone hand even felt that some sand had come into contact with the bones on his fingers. He could not feel it, but he could hear the sound of friction, which was a bit like the sound of cicadas in summer.

Yes, it is the sound of cicadas in Yanggu in summer. At the hottest time of summer, the sound of cicadas is louder than the crows on the branches. Shishou is most bored with such a voice. Often when he is extremely sleepy, as soon as he hears this, it is difficult to fall asleep. The fine sound of a cicada has caused countless grumpy roars in the stone hand, but this time, the "cicada sound" played by bones and sand may become the accompaniment of the last activity of the stone hand.

Shishou felt that this was really a joke played by God.

The last inch is left. His right hand was no longer strong. The stone hand saw that the fingers of his right hand were a lot at the end, and there was little left in the upper part of the knuckle. There was no pain in his right hand. As long as he didn't look at the disappeared part, he would think that they were still there. The excavation in this state makes the right hand swing empty in the ditch. Although the fingertips that have not been worn in fantasy have been excavated at the bottom of the ditch, in fact, the right hand is still half an inch away from the bottom of the ditch.

The stone hand is in a trance, and it is no longer possible for him to use his right hand. Fortunately, there is only one inch left in the final distance, and it is okay to use your left hand. Shishou looked up at the part he had dug before, and there was only more than a foot left filled with sand. This is the case for the revenge of the desert. Its "skin" heals too fast, and the stone hand still has no need to know where its "heart" is.

When he was thinking about this, his left hand did not stop, but continued to dig. He had no hope. In the last inch, he seemed to just complete a certain ceremony, and he could finish his life without regret, even in the future in the dead. The world met Wu Song and Zhang Shu, which is enough to explain.

At this time, he felt that his left hand touched a hard thing. Shishou is a little frustrated. Such a hard thing may not be dug by flesh and blood, but his right hand has been damaged. Did God intend not to let him complete this pre-death ceremony?

Wait! How can there be anything hard in the desert? It is surrounded by the finest yellow sand. On this side of the dividing line, there is not even a large grain of sand. If you touch the hard thing, it means that... Shishou reluctantly dug a few times with the residual finger of his right hand and left hand, and then he finally found the hard object he had just touched.

It is still a skeleton hand, but this hand is different from the previous white, but the whole body is dark. The stone hand pinched and pinched with his numb left finger. Finally, he affirmed that the skeletal hand was made of iron.

Is there a person who has iron bones and then becomes a signpost? Shishou was a little stupid. He didn't expect to find such a thing. However, the hand is buried so deeply that it can be imagined that the bones of the iron bones are buried deeper. If the clues are in other places of the bones, even if they know the direction, it is impossible for the stone hand to dig. He even felt that he didn't even have the strength to breathe.

Then you can only look for articles in this hand, which is the last hope of Shishou. Shishou looked at this hand again and found a problem. All the previous road signs only used one finger of the index finger when pointing the way, but this road sign is very strange. The two fingers are pointed to the way - the index finger and the middle finger are gathered together. And it does not refer to any direction, but directly to the sky.

This is really a joke. Can I still fly? Shishou felt frustrated. He did not expect that his pre-death consciousness with so much effort would end with a joke.

Shishou looked at the hand with two fingers pointing to the sky and was very uncomfortable. He used his last strength to break the raised middle finger. In fact, Shishou also knew that his flesh and blood hands could not break the iron. This behavior was purely a kind of venting, a kind of child-like unreasonable venting.

But who knows, this angry break actually had an effect. The middle finger of the iron hand was suddenly broken by the stone hand and fell on the sand. The stone hand was stunned, and blood flowed from the broken fingers of the iron hand. These blood flowed into the deep ditch dug by the stone hand, extending little by little. The blood of the stone hand's left hand, which had previously condensed in the bottom of the ditch, actually emitted a bright light, as if calling for these flowing blood.

More and more blood gushed out of the iron hand, filling the whole six-foot-long ditch. Then the blood turns into dark red light and extends from the bottom of the ditch to the surrounding area. Shishou was stunned, but he also knew what was about to change around him, so he rolled and crawled out of the ditch he dug and sat next to him, waiting for the result.

After the red light shone several times, the sand began to slowly separate from side to side, as if there was something alive to drill out the sand. The stone hand has no strength to escape. Maybe it will be some monster that is about to drill out. In this case, it will be clean if it is eaten, and there is no need to consider the problem of death.

The revenge against the desert finally caused its counterattack, which is also good. At least I upset it. Although I didn't kill the desert, I made it restless. As a mortal, I really have a lot of face. Shishou thought proudly.

The sand rises little by little, but the stone hand feels a little wrong. If it is said that what monster is drilled out, it should always come out first, then the body. How can there be a reason why the head and tail drilled out together, unless... its head is six feet wide and six feet deep ditch shaking together, but its head is squirming back and forth. But it is unlikely that the head of something will be so flat. Thousands of thoughts stirred back and forth in Shishou's mind, and he suddenly thought, isn't this a witness? Maybe that's what Zhang Shu said.

The stone hand stared at what was about to happen. After the sand slowly rose for a moment, the red light finally faded. The monster that the stone hand was vaguely expected did not appear. He carefully rubbed his eyes and looked at the center of the gradually fading sand and dust. What gushed out of the desert was not the things he thought, and It is a boat. At the stern of the ship stood an iron skeleton boatman, whose broken finger of his right hand was no longer bleeding.