This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 175
"That's good too... You should help him complete the matter of recognizing the Lord first... If there is anything that needs to be told, please tell him."

Sister Xue walked over swayingly, looked at Wednesday's face, nodded with satisfaction and said: "It seems that you have a fate with this thing, and it is a very troublesome thing to recognize the master, but... I just thought of a Great way to simplify."

She smiled and fiddled with the fan in her hand, tore off a very thin bamboo thread, suddenly raised her hand, and inserted it into Wednesday's heart!

Sister Xue's figure was extremely fast, and she didn't even know what happened on Wednesday, and she didn't feel any pain in her body.

Looking down, I saw that very thin bamboo thread was firmly inserted into my heart... Looking carefully, the bamboo thread was still hollow, and my blood was continuously overflowing from the inner core, and It landed on the surface of the black gold battle ax exactly.

He stared blankly at the smiling Sister Xue, and opened his mouth to ask, "Sister, what are you..."

Sister Xue patted his arm lightly, and said in a soft voice: "Why, did you scare you? Don't worry, you will be fine. I just thought of this, you took the blood of the gods, and now you can use it again." It is the most convenient and safest way to let Qi Ling recognize the master with your heart's blood, as for whether it works or not... it depends on your luck."

So this is ah!

On Wednesday, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he was still thinking wildly, the black gold battle ax suddenly made a strange sound.

The blood dripping from the bamboo thread onto the surface of the ax was like cold water being poured onto a hot iron block. The whole tomahawk began to rattle, and it took 5 minutes for it to gradually quiet down.

What was even more strange was that after all the noises were quiet, black blood beads began to seep from the back of the tomahawk!
As the black blood flowed more and more, the room once again filled with an unpleasant smell of blood,

Sister Xue used two soft, white and slender fingers to poke the silk bamboo inserted into Wednesday's chest, rubbed it lightly, and the silk bamboo turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.

"It's almost enough. When the old blood of that thing is drained, you will know whether you have succeeded in recognizing the Lord."

On Wednesday, I really couldn't stand such a strong smell of blood, so I couldn't help covering my mouth and nose and went to the window to take a breath of fresh air, and complained softly in my mouth: "Although this baby is a good thing, but the smell is too strong Already... when will this go..."

The ghost of Yinshan poured him a cup of tea, and comforted him with a smile: "There is no way to do this, after all, this thing has killed too many ghosts and unjust souls before, and absorbed too much evil spirit. Clean up the old blood of the past, be patient, and wait."

Wednesday sat on the mahogany chair by the window, drinking tea and waiting for more than ten minutes before the black blood dripping from the black gold battle ax finally stopped.

He hurriedly put down his teacup, and walked over impatiently to have a look, who knew that the appearance of the black gold battle ax changed again!

The tomahawk, which was originally pitch-black, turned into a dazzling silver-white at this time!
The pattern on the entire battle ax is more obvious.The lavender light from just now has faded, and now it is like a shimmering artifact!

Sister Xue glanced at him, and immediately smiled and said to him: "I didn't expect you to be so lucky. This thing has successfully identified its owner. You can pick it up and try again!"

Wednesday quickly stretched out his hand, once again grasped the handle of the black gold battle ax tightly in his hand, and tried to lift it up.

The cold aura just now disappeared, replaced by a familiar warmth.

The handle of the ax and the palm of my hand actually produced a strange suction force, as if they were born together!
Wednesday waved it repeatedly in the air, feeling even better!
The lump of human face that had been hidden in the face of the ax just now reappeared.

This time, there was no sharp laughter, the face was like that of a child who just learned to speak, and he said word by word in an inarticulate manner: "Greetings... master... subject... swear to the death... follow... master..."

After speaking, without waiting for Wednesday's response, it once again hid itself in the axe's face.

He stroked the battle ax with some old bloodstains in satisfaction, and reached out to pick up those yellow bandages to wipe, but was stopped by the ghost of Yinshan: "This is a good thing, don't waste it, here you are! "

It casually took a dry cloth on the coffee table and handed it to Wednesday, carefully rolled up the bandages, tucked them into his coat pocket, and said softly: "This is a Baishan bandage, whether it is for treating trauma or suppressing evil They all have very good effects, you have to be careful to put them away, they might be of great use in the future.”

As soon as I heard what it said on Wednesday, I quickly took it out of my pocket and took a look. Does this seemingly inconspicuous old bandage have such benefits?

He suddenly heard the Wraith Bandage that the bandage ghost gave him in the bank copy, although it was only a small piece, it was already very useful.This time, he could unexpectedly harvest such a large roll of Baishan bandages, that would be heavenly!

Wednesday hurriedly put away the bandage with a smile, took the dry cloth handed to him by the ghost of Yin Shan, and gently wiped the black gold battle ax back and forth, just like a naughty child finally got the long-awaited toy, with an expression It is full of love and care.

Seeing how Wednesday was wiping the tomahawk, Sister Xue couldn't help laughing: "It seems that this thing has integrated well with you, and the killing and hostility from before have subsided a lot, but you have to remember that this The thing is bloodthirsty, once it is launched, it must be enjoyed to the fullest!"

On Wednesday, he was slightly stunned, and turned to look at Sister Xue: "That is to say, once this battle ax is used, it must be killed?"

The ghost of Yin Shan nodded in agreement: "You understand very well, this battle ax has been sealed for more than ten years, and its thirst for blood is beyond your imagination..."

It seemed that he could not easily use this terrifying evil weapon unless he had to kill everyone.

Thinking about it on Wednesday, he took out the stack of ghost money given to him by the dean of students from his pocket and gently put it into Sister Xue's hand: "Brother knows that this little money is far from enough, but a little money means something. Sister, don't be too little. I will definitely come to my sister’s store to spend more money in the future to make up for it!”

Sister Xue didn't even look at it, so she used her fan to push it in the direction of Wednesday, and said in a manly voice: "You are underestimating my sister, this black gold battle ax belongs to it, and I just keep it for you. As for the god The blood...Although it is a man, it is not a strange thing to my sister. You don't have to feel embarrassed. Come and play when you have time in the future. If there are any good things you want to sell, just think about my sister. gone."

On Wednesday and Sister Xue said a few more words of politeness, then put the bag back, holding the wooden box with both hands, and walked out of Sister Xue's shop with the Ghost of Yinshan.

(End of this chapter)