Chapter 916: Ghost Hand Knife Technique

Hearing Du Shan's words, Liu Lang also silently closed his eyes, as if the cut lines were right in front of him. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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"The silver needle is used as a guide to seal the evil qi, wander between the meridians, and isolate the connection between the ghost fetus and the mother."

Liu Lang muttered to himself.

Zhu Ya had been staring at the pregnant woman, and at this time he suddenly heard Liu Lang muttering, turned his head to look, and couldn't help frowning: "What the hell are you going to do with this guy?" ā€

Zhu Ya thought that Liu Lang was fooling around again, but suddenly he saw that his hand was also sliding gently, and he was stunned for a moment.

Turning his head again, he looked at Du Shan and Du Zhong.

I only heard Du Shan say: "Qiankun is the best." ā€

The scalpel in Du Zhong's hand lifted slightly upward.

At the same time, Liu Lang's hand also shifted slightly upward.

"Gen to a horizontal." Du Shan said again.

Du Zhong hesitated slightly, and once again deflected the scalpel slightly, making a small cut, just avoiding a silver needle.

Liu Lang also moved, which was the same as Du Zhong's movements.

Zhu Ya's eyes widened instantly, staring at Liu Lang in surprise, and then his head shook from side to side like a wave drum, looking at Du Zhong for a while, and Liu Lang for a while.

Every time Du Shan said a word, Liu Lang's movements followed.

At the beginning, Liu Lang was half a beat slower than Du Zhong, but soon, Liu Lang's movements had moved almost at the same time as Du Zhong.

After half an hour, Du Zhong and Du Shan both sweated, and Du Zhong's speed of the knife became slower and slower, and even the time of hesitation became longer and longer.

However, Liu Lang's speed was getting faster and faster, as if he was drawing a talisman, and he muttered softly in his mouth: "Gossip is mysterious, imprinted in all directions, and the hurdles are supreme, and they are remedies." ā€

Sting!

At this moment, Du Zhong's hand shook and suddenly touched a silver needle.

"Ah......h

Du Zhong screamed, "Dad! ā€

Originally, there was not half a drop of blood flowing out of the mother's abdomen, but in an instant, the blood gushed out as if it didn't want money, and even with a burst of fishy smell, the abdomen, which had been quiet, slammed again at this time.

"Knock, knock!"

The mother's abdomen and the human skin drum generally hit more and more violently from the inside out, and even the sound became louder and louder.

Du Shan's face changed greatly: "Du Zhong, hurry, I'll come!" ā€

Seeing that it was not good, Du Shan immediately snatched the scalpel and shouted loudly: "Du Zhong, take the female ghost tears, once the little thing inside comes out, immediately pour it into its mouth." ā€

Du Zhong was completely frightened, all his confidence completely collapsed in an instant, and he promised in a trembling voice: "Dad, no, it's okay, right?" ā€

Du Shan didn't pay attention to Du Zhong at all, and after grabbing the scalpel, he immediately caught the original place and continued to read: "Kan is supreme, and he has a remedy." ā€

When Zhu Ya heard the two words in Du Shankou's low voice, he immediately opened his mouth wide in shock, and looked at Liu Lang like a monster.

Liu Lang still had his eyes closed at this time, and clear patterns seemed to be slowly wandering in his mind.

At this time, Liu Lang's world seemed to be only the mother and himself, and he was holding a scalpel at this time, cutting the skin of the mother's abdomen with a knife.

It's just that in Liu Lang's mind, there are no silver needles, only a high bulging belly.

"The first healer, the living dead. Holding a ghost knife, using the corpse as a tool, letting go of the world, wandering between the veins, and avoiding the seven spirits......"

Liu Lang didn't seem to see the abnormality of Du Zhong at all, and he didn't see Zhu Ya's surprised eyes.

Du Zhong's hand shook again, holding a small bottle in his hand, which contained a drop of melt the size of a drop of water, wrapped in a fluorescent cloud on the outside, and on the inside, it seemed to be full of black gas.

After Du Shan took the scalpel, he was not in a hurry to stop the bleeding, but cut it quickly, muttering in his mouth, and the speed in his hand was also fast, as if the scalpel was a weapon in Du Shan's hand.

In less than three minutes, clear scratches formed on the mother's abdomen, and those scratches once again formed a strange pattern, which reflected each other with silver needles, as if yin and yang were combined, giving people a strange and unpredictable feeling.

"That's it!"

The moment Du Shan lifted the scalpel, his body suddenly shook.

Du Zhong's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked with concern, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ā€

Du Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Lin Zhong, and said with a weak breath: "Help me sit down first." ā€

Du Zhong hurriedly helped Du Shan to sit down, and asked again, "Dad, are you okay?" ā€

"It's old, it's still old after all, and it's useless."

Du Shan waved his hand, pointed to the mother's stomach and said, "The following is the most critical step, as long as the silver needle is taken out, the thing inside will come out." ā€

Everyone looked at the mother's abdomen and immediately secretly admired.

The blood that had been surging just now had stopped flowing for some time, and the thing that had been violently impacted just now slowly quieted down again.

When Du Zhong heard that the following was a critical step, he stared at Du Shan worriedly, "Dad, what should I do?" ā€

A trace of tiredness flashed in Du Shan's eyes, he took a deep breath, and two hands that were as dry as chicken skin grabbed Du Zhong tightly: "Du Zhong, you are the only bloodline of the Du family, and you have done a good job just now, Dad didn't expect you to hold on for so long." ā€

"Daddy!"

When Du Zhong heard this, his eyes immediately lit up: "Dad, you, don't you blame me?" ā€

"Hehe, why should I blame you? When I first used this ghost hand knife technique, I didn't even last ten minutes. ā€

"But ......"

"Du Zhong, you have to believe in yourself, Dad doesn't have the strength to pull out those silver needles now, and you have to come below."

"Huh? Dad, I, I'm afraid that if something goes wrong......" Du Zhong unconsciously took two steps back, his face frightened.

Du Shan looked helpless, shook his head and said: "Du Zhong, you are the only bloodline of the Du family, except for you, there is no one here who can use the follow-up of the ghost hand knife technique, the ghost needle." ā€

"But, I—I'm afraid ......"

"I'm afraid it's useless, I've reached the point where the lamp runs out of oil, and now I can't say that I can pull out those silver needles without any mistakes, and even if I touch the silver needles, I'm afraid it will affect the thing inside."

Du Shan sighed softly, obviously unable to think of a better way.

Du Shan has been encouraging Du Zhong, wanting Du Zhong to increase his confidence and pull out the silver needle.

But at this time, Du Zhong was obviously frightened, shook his head again and again, and didn't dare to step forward at all.

As the minutes passed, the thing that had been quiet in the mother's abdomen trembled again.

"Knock, knock......"

At first, it was only a slight drum beat, but the drum beat slowly became more rapid.

Du Shan's face changed greatly, and he just wanted to struggle to stand up, but his legs were weak, and he sat on the stool again.

"Du Zhong, hurry, hurry, the ghost hand knife has already cut open her abdomen, and if you don't pull out the silver needle, I'm afraid that thing will run out on its own and eat all of us!"

Du Shan's face turned pale with anxiety, and he stared at Du Zhong