Chapter 43 The ghost eye curse appears!
"Anyway, this is at least good news."
Jiang Hua relaxed a little. As long as he understood the human body deeply enough in the future, it would be possible to treat Professor Chen's brain damage.
"Hey, why do I feel so itchy?"
The fat man took off his backpack and scratched his back with his left hand. While scratching, he said, "It's really weird. Why do I feel like I'm carrying a bag on my back?"
Jiang Hua and Shirley Yang looked at each other.
Everyone saw the shock in their eyes.
"Hey, I feel a little itchy too. Fatty, it's your uncle's disease. Could it be that you infected it with me?" Hu Bayi also felt itchy on his back at this time.
He said cursing while scratching.
"I don't know, what is this?"
The fat man looked confused. He felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Hey, Brother Jiang, foreign girls, why are you okay?"
Shirley Yang said seriously at this time: "Fat man, lift up your clothes and look at the itchy place."
"Oh."
"I wasn't stung by something, was I?"
"It really itches me to death."
The fat man opened his clothes and exposed his back shoulders.
There was an eyeball-shaped mark there.
After seeing this mark, Shirley Yang and Jiang Hua's expressions became extremely ugly.
"Hey, Fatty, why is there an eye-shaped mark on your shoulder?" Hu Bayi asked in surprise.
"Really?"
"Help me see if there is any?"
"It's from his grandmother, Lao Hu, you also have a mark on your back shoulder. What on earth is this? Why is it so itchy?"
"Brother Jiang, take a quick look, are there any on your back shoulders?"
Jiang Hua also lifted up his clothes, exposing his back shoulders.
But there is nothing on it.
"Brother Jiang, you don't have one."
"Lao Hu, you are knowledgeable. Do you know what this thing is?"
Hu Bayi turned his head and looked at Shirley Yang with burning eyes.
"I think Miss Yang should know, right?"
Shirley Yang and Jiang Hua looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Yes, I do know what this is."
"To be precise, it's a curse."
"And I've had this curse since I was a child."
Shirley Yang exposed her back shoulder, and there was an eyeball-shaped mark on it.
"Curse?"
Fatty had a bad feeling in his heart.
"What does this thing do? Is there nothing going on between me and Lao Hu?"
Shirley showed a bitter smile.
"This is the curse of the ghost cave. It will not take effect immediately. Instead, when you are fifty years old, your blood will slowly turn golden, and then you will be unable to absorb oxygen, and you will suffocate to death."
"And this curse will be passed on to your next generation. Your descendants will be troubled by this curse from generation to generation."
"Fat man, Lao Hu, I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you. I shouldn't have let you come to Jingjue Ancient City."
………
"What?"
The fat man was shocked: "Doesn't that mean that Lao Hu and I will die when we are in our fifties?"
Shirley Yang nodded.
"Can this thing be cured?" the fat man asked with a hint of hope on his face.
"There is no cure!"
The fat man was dumbfounded, and infinite fear surged in his heart. He didn't want to die at the age of fifty!
"Okay! If the foreign imperialists are willing to die, I won't die! You clearly know that coming to this hellish place will make us infected with this curse, why do you still bring us here?" The fat man pointed at Shirley Yang and said angrily.
Jiang Hua stood up, sighed and said: "Fat man, if you want to blame this, blame me. I recommended you to the teacher and join the archaeological team."
Fatty saw Jiang Hua stand up and speak, but he couldn't say anything. After all, Jiang Hua had saved their lives more than once!
If it weren't for Jiang Hua, he wouldn't have lived to be fifty. Whether we can get out of the desert is still a question.
So the fat man had to go aside and sulk alone.
After all, no matter who it is, everyone will have emotions in their hearts.
Hu Bayi on the side, although his expression was not good-looking, was still calm.
"Miss Yang, can I ask why there is no curse on Brother Jiang?"
Shirley Yang also shook his head, "I don't know why."
"This should have something to do with my bloodline." Jiang Hua said from the side.
"Bloodline?"
"That's right, I have a special bloodline, which has been passed down from ancient times. Remember what I told you, the remnants of the Demon Kingdom captured my Xianjin in order to obtain the power of this bloodline."
"If I guess correctly, whoever comes here and sees this ghost cave will be cursed and have an eyeball-shaped mark on his back shoulder."
"But I have the power of blood and can resist the power of this curse, so there is no mark of the curse on me."
Jiang Hua speculated that he felt there was no other explanation.
When she was in the fantasy world, Queen Jingjue once said that the mark on Shirley Yang's body was the mark of a sacrifice.
In other words, anyone is marked with this mark.
In the culture of the Demon Kingdom or the Jingjue Kingdom, they are all the attributes of the snake god.
And the red dragon bloodline in him is much more responsible than the snake god in terms of status.
After all, the red dragon is one of the four divine beasts.
The curse mark of a mere ghost cave has no way of intruding into his pure body.
"The power of blood!"
Hu Bayi took a deep breath.
He said seriously: "Brother Jiang, I know you are very mysterious. If I guessed correctly, you should have a way to solve the curse, right?"
"How do you know?" Jiang Hua was stunned.
"It seems I guessed it right."
Hu Bayi said calmly: "I just feel that you seem to know a lot of things."
"Brother Jiang, I wonder if you can tell us the solution to the curse?"
The fat man's eyes lit up slightly.
There seems to be hope.
"Let Shirley tell you about this." Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang with hopeful eyes.
"I wonder if you have ever heard of Taoist Taoist Moving Mountain?"
"Taoist who moves mountains?"
Hu Bayi and Fatty were confused, what is this?
"That's right!"
"Finding hills, touching gold, moving mountains, and unloading ridges, these are the four major sects in the tomb robbing industry."
"And Lao Hu, you have the art of dividing gold and fixing acupuncture points, and you have the gold-touching talisman to protect yourself. You are the gold-touching captain among these four sects!"
Hu Bayi nodded thoughtfully.
Shirley Yang continued: "The mountain-moving Taoist is good at moving mountains and possesses unpredictable power, and my grandfather is the last mountain-moving Taoist, Partridge Whistle!"
"Does this have anything to do with the ghost cave curse?"
Hu Bayi asked in confusion.
"Of course it does."
"It is rumored that people who move mountains and find ancient tombs are seeking the elixir of immortality."
"Actually, what the world doesn't know is that the Banshan Taoists are all descendants of the Zagrama tribe. They were born with the curse of the ghost cave. Every Banshan descendant will not live to be fifty years old."
Speaking of this, Shirley Yang's eyes showed a hint of sadness.
"This ghost cave curse has tortured Taoist Banshan for more than two thousand years. For these two thousand years, Taoist Banshan has been pursuing a solution to the ghost cave curse."
The fat man's eyes lit up, "Have you found it?"
Shirley Yang shook his head, "According to ancient legends, if you want to solve the curse of the ghost cave, you must find a bead called the 'Muchen Bead'."
"Muchen Pearl?"
"That's right!" Shirley Yang nodded, "The Muchen Bead is a treasure left behind by the legendary Phoenix Nirvana. People also call it Phoenix Guts. It has incredible abilities."
"However, the Muchen Bead has been pursued by all the Taoist monks throughout the generations, but no one knows where it is."
"I came to Jingjue Ancient City just to look for traces of Muchen Bead!"
Hearing these words, Hu Bayi and Fatty felt a lot of chill in their hearts.
The Taoist priests who moved mountains have been searching for more than two thousand years, but they have not found the Muchen Bead. So can they find it?
This is simply a fantasy!
(End of chapter)