Chapter 484： Do you want to hell? (under) (2/2)
”This...”
Xiao Yuan's face was suspicious, and Ewha said with rain and cuteness.
”It seems to be!”
Shan Ye rolled up his sleeves,
”Grandpa Da Shan has a very ancient and 100% successful method. Do you little girls dare to try it?”
”Cut, there is nothing to dare to do.”
”Come here, touch my old lady's chest, and make sure that my heart doesn't accelerate at all.”
Shan Ye swallowed his saliva, looked at the girl's turbulent ravine, and sighed that Mingguang's children are really well-nourished.
”Ahem, you wait.”
Shan Ye got up and walked outside for a while and came in with a small bottle.
Pour the black and foul-smelling liquid in the bottle into a small disk, pinched a tripod with a wire to fix the disk on it, and lit a candle below.
She covered her nose with her little round face,
”This, what is this?”
Shan Ye sneered with a toothy sneer, with a sly face,
”Earth veins have yin and yang, and the feng shui of the earth is vigorous, and the bones are buried in it to bless future generations and extend the well-being.”
”In Yindi, it is the opposite. If the corpse is buried, the grievances will not be quelled and the bones will not rot, and it will do harm for thousands of years.”
”This corpse oil is taken from the body of a living corpse buried in the shade. Tens of thousands of living corpses are not decayed all year round. Only such a small bottle of corpse oil can be produced every three years.”
”what!”
The girls had already believed the words of Lord Shan and were shocked.
”Corps, corpse oil?”
”Be scared. If you're scared, go home and eat milk and play some **** of a game.”
”Who, who is afraid!”
”Just...that's, who is afraid that someone will be born to a puppy!”
Shan Ye snorted, and the corpse oil gradually emitted a weird blue-blue smoke, the smell was more pungent, and the eyes were spicy.
”It's too late to be afraid. You have already inhaled the fumes of corpse oil. If you exit halfway, you will be surrounded by ghosts, and you will not be able to live.”
The girls looked at each other, leaning against each other, their eyes looked rather panic and helpless.
Huang Dashan went to the kitchen again and took a big old bowl out, and poured it into Qingquan Mountain by half a catty.
”Here, people who want to hell, let your bloodletter! At the end, drink your mixed blood and it will do.”
A piece of ghost crying wolf howling, five minutes later.
Xiaoyuan's face was pale and shaky, and she looked as if she was losing too much blood and was about to go into shock.
The wound on her little finger was as big as 0.3 centimeters long, and the skin and flesh were horribly rolled, and only a half drop of blood came out in just twenty-five seconds.
A group of girls share the joys and sorrows, all with orchid fingers hanging over the big bowl like the little round face, waiting for the blood to drip into the wine bowl, and the scent of wine at the height of the Qingquan Mountain made their eyes almost weeping.
Xiao Yuan said with a dumb voice,
”Okay, okay, I think... I seem to be dying...”
Shan Ye looked at his watch and pinched his fingers.
”Morning! Wait! Each of you put five or six catties of blood, and then drink the blood. If there is no accident, you can see ghosts!”
Lin Chou's hands trembled, and the pot almost flew out.
”Oh.”
Little round face reluctantly agreed.
After a while, the girls said suspiciously,
”Wait, how much blood did you just say?”
Shan Ye quietly backed away, his mouth almost reaching the roots of his ears
”Well, five or six catties are enough, no more, no more.”
”...”
This may be the tranquility before the storm.
”Ahhhh! You, you, you!”
”Sisters, come on, kill him...”
”beat him!!”
”Hahahaha... I just made a joke...hahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
”Crackling.”