Chapter 386 Do your best

If it hadn't been for this strange way of appearing, and now you are in the desert, not in the south, Shishou would not feel anything strange. Because this is really a boat, which is not much different from the kind of boat rowing on the dock around Yanggu.

No, there is another difference, that is, the iron skeleton standing in the stern, the stone hand recalled the process just now, and it seemed that the blood of the skeleton and the blood of the stone hand summoned the ship together. Shishou has seen many strange things, but it seems that such a scene in the desert is only possible in a dream.

Shishou knows that this is by no means a dream, but a reality that can no longer be real. The ship has appeared. What should we do next? Normally, it seems appropriate to sit on a boat, but there is only sand in the desert and no connected pieces of water. The boat has no effect here, unless there are wheels below and a camel pulling in front of it. In this way, it can also become a seemingly lame carriage.

While the stone hand was thinking about these things, he found that the hand of the iron skeleton had changed, but the right hand without a finger now pointed not directly above, but to the boat in front of him. Except for one finger missing, his method of guiding the way and the shape of his hand are exactly the same as the white bones he encountered before.

Shishou had no choice. His physical strength was no longer enough for him to go far. In addition to getting on the boat and fighting, he could only stay in place and wait to die, which was obviously not what he didn't want to see. Shishou was a little unsteady. He almost climbed into the boat. After sitting down, he found that he had little strength to stand up again. This is also good. No matter what the outcome is, at least you don't have to stay on the sand. In the past period, all the activities of the stone hand were carried out on the sand, and he sometimes even had the illusion that the blood flowing in his body was mixed with sand. In this boat, the stone hand can't see what material it is made of. His right hand has no ability to perceive, and his left hand is broken and almost unconscious. Fortunately, he doesn't care about this. As long as it is not a boat made of sand, even if it dies on it, it can be said to be a kind of comfort to life.

Shishou thought that something would happen to the ship after sitting down, but after waiting for a long time, the ship was still parked in place. The serious iron skeleton seemed to have no other ability but bleeding and guiding the way. It's just hanging with stone hands here.

After looking at the iron skeleton a few times, Shi Shou turned around in disappointment, and then he found a place that had been ignored by him before and inserted a dagger in the bow. The reason why the stoneman thought that the dagger was inserted on it, not part of the ship was that he could see that the dagger was made of bones, which was obviously different from the materials of shipbuilding. Looking carefully, the dagger should be inserted into a round hole in front of the ship. The dagger did not fill the round hole. In the surface, there was a clear gap. The stone hand was strange that this gap was not filled with sand.

The stone hand slowly saw the doorway. There was a trace of mottled bleeding around the round hole. Although it was polished by the sand, the super adhesion of the blood still made these traces stay tenaciously. At this glance, everything was obvious. The dagger was going to be stained with blood and then inserted. Shishou is not clear about the result of this in the round hole, but it is certain that someone has done this more than once before.

If you want blood, this is easy to do. The wound of the stone hand did not heal. He endured the severe pain and rubbed the wound on the bone dagger a few times. His almost dry fingers left a little blood and flowed down the blade of the dagger. In this process, the wind continued. Blowing this little blood, the sand seemed to want to leave blood drops halfway, so when the blood entered the small hole, there was little left.

Of course, the stone hand understands that it is better to pull out the dagger and stain it with blood, but his hands can no longer be clenched into fists. After several times, the dagger doesn't move as if it were on the boat. The blood flowed into the round hole, but the boat remained unchanged. The stone hand seemed to hear the silent sigh of the ship in the sand sea.

Although there is no direct evidence to prove it, Shishou still believes that the ship is driven by blood. It is impossible for Shishou's hand to shed more blood against the wind and sand, and the most important thing is that he does not know whether his blood is useful at all. Maybe this ship is also picky.

It is impossible for Zhang Shu to leave a puzzle without an answer. It must... break his finger! The broken finger of the iron skeleton shed a lot of blood. Maybe this blood is not just a summoning ship, and it is uncertain whether it can be driven. Just now, the broken finger fell on the sand in front of the iron skeleton. The place has been roofed by the boat. The stone hand quickly lowered his head and looked carefully. After a while, he found the broken finger at the bottom of the boat in front of the iron skeleton. The iron finger was very conspicuous on the ship.

The broken finger was no longer bleeding, but this was the last hope of the stone hand. He reluctantly clamped the broken finger with the palms of his two hands and gently cut it on the blade of the dagger. Then, something surprising happened. The bone dagger cut the skin made of broken finger iron, which seemed to be thin, and almost all changed at that moment. It became blood, attached to the dagger and slowly descended along the blade to the round hole. The sand blew wildly, but it could not be moved at all. The blood was almost intact and flowed into the round hole.

Silence, the silence of heaven and earth, the wind and sand also stopped at this moment. Shishou felt that everything in the world was silent except his breathing and heartbeat. This silence lasted for about ten breaths. Then, the sky was dark, and the wind between heaven and earth roared angrily, as if ghosts gushed out of the cracks in the ground and danced wildly in the world. Every grain of sand has life, and they rise together and have a desperate carnival.

The stone hand felt as if something had kicked his buttocks. By the time he reacted, the ship was already advancing rapidly. The iron skeleton in the stern stood still, but there was a red light in his empty eyes.

Where is the ship going? Shishou didn't know, but he knew that the destination of the ship would be the end of the journey. He can no longer move forward by his own strength. The drive of the ship also means that he has done everything he can do. Fortunately, before his fingers lose their function, he has only tied the stones to his back. He can feel it until the crescent moon. The fierce tiger is now lying in the corner and shaking.