Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Temporarily blocking the carotid artery's supply of blood and oxygen to the brain can indeed effectively stop a living person's movements.

But it's a pity that in Axiang's state, a living person...

Most likely it doesn't count.

What controls Axiang's movements is not her consciousness and body, but the thousands of years of resentment of those mutilated ghost mothers.

"Quickly, tie her hands and feet. Don't let her move around and hurt herself."

Seeing that Hu Bayi found the rope, Hu Ming held Axiang's head and ordered.

Yes, I was just afraid that the girl would hurt herself.

If nothing else is done, Axiang's neck will be ruined.

A 180-degree twist, no one can survive, right?

With the help of Fatty, Chu Yi and the others, Axiang was almost tied up into a rice dumpling and lay on her back on the ground.

But despite this, Axiang's ferocious nature is still missing.

A pair of black eyes stared at Hu Ming, and his mouth screamed unconsciously.

Hu Ba frowned slightly when he saw this, and without hesitation, he slapped a few of the exorcism charms given by Hu Ming on her forehead.

"Zizzi..."

Black smoke is coming from Axiang's forehead...

"Ah! Ah! Die!"

"die!!!"

"I'm so resentful!"

Looking at Axiang's black eyes full of resentment, Hu Ming felt like it was snowing in June.

It was obviously Hu Bayi who hurt her, but she resented herself even more as a result.

Hu Ming was speechless and died, but the evil thing possessing Axiang was really quite powerful. Hu Bayi even put three or four exorcism charms on her forehead, but none of them escaped.

"Anyway, let's find a way to save Axiang first. It won't be an option if this continues."

Yang Xueli was twisted into a beautiful girl, holding down Axiang's head with both hands to prevent her from hurting herself.

Yang Xueli's physical strength far exceeded that of normal women, but facing Axiang at this time, she still felt a little inadequate.

In just ten seconds, Yang Xueli's arms were already a little sore.

"Black donkey's hoof! Old Hu, hurry up, I still have a black donkey's hoof in my bag."

"Fat man, find a way to light a fire next to Axiang. It will be of great use to me."

Hu Ming was silent and ordered in a deep voice.

"No, Mingzi, black donkey hooves are for dealing with big rice dumplings. Sister Axiang is not a big rice dumpling now. Can black donkey hooves be used?"

The fat man took out the lighter from his pocket and found the few remaining solid fuels. He lit a fire as instructed and asked in confusion.

"I once heard my grandfather say that black donkey's hooves are not only good for big rice dumplings, but also have miraculous effects on these dirty things."

"But this method is too partial, and most people don't know how to do it."

"I know a little bit about Ah Xiang's situation. Just light the black donkey's hooves and smoke them, and it might work."

Hu Ming didn't need to explain too much. Hu Bayi had already cut the black donkey's hoof into slices with difficulty with a paratrooper knife.

Hu Bayi actually wanted to use Hu Ming's extremely sharp dragon pattern curling cloud knife.

But he couldn't lift it.

"That's right, we can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Remember to wear gas masks. The smell of burning black donkey hooves..."

"Trust me, you won't want to experience this for yourself."

After saying this, Hu Ming's face turned green, remembering some unbearable past.

In the past, when he was still in the 21st century, Hu Ming was curious after watching the ghost lighting lanterns, and he also lit a black donkey's hooves to play with...

Ahem, that smell really makes people want to die.

It’s not an exaggeration at all, even if it has been twenty or thirty years, it is still fresh in my memory!

Seeing that everyone was wearing gas masks, Hu Bayi threw all the sliced ​​black donkey hooves into the fire.

In an instant, a thick plume of green smoke curled up.

Even the color of the flames changed slightly.

Hu Bayi and Yang Xueli cooperated with each other. Yang Shirley helped Axiang up, while Hu Bayi firmly held Axiang's head and forcibly flicked her to the top of the fire, so that she was enveloped in green smoke.

This usage of the black donkey's hooves was invented by Mo Jin Xiaowei's seniors. Although it is not widely spread, it does have miraculous uses.

Within three to five seconds, faint black smoke was seen coming out of Axiang's nostrils, ears, and mouth.

At the same time, Axiang's struggle became more and more intense.

This means that Hu Bayi is a soldier. Although his strength is not as strong as Hu Ming and Xiao Ge, his strength is also very good, so he can steadily control her.

"It really works!"

Seeing this, Hu Bayi and Hu Ming both looked happy.

After all, this method only existed in stories passed down by word of mouth, and Hu Bayi himself was hesitant to believe it.

As Hu Ming said, a dead horse is treated as a live horse doctor.

But the good times didn't last long.

Axiang suddenly opened her mouth wide, screaming sadly, and the black smoke coming out of the orifice suddenly stopped...

At the same time, a dark wind blew up out of thin air. The fire was actually blown out.

You know, this is a fire lit with solid dye, and it's not that easy to put it out.

Moreover, this wind is strong enough to blow out a candle, but it is still far from blowing out a fire!

"Am I really that ferocious? It's been a long time since Black Donkey Hooves, and I can't even control this damn thing?"

Hu Bayi couldn't help but swear.

Everyone is no longer a fledgling and ignorant person.

Hu Ming's talisman was useless and there was nothing he could do about it even with the black donkey's hooves from twenty years ago.

They knew very well what this situation meant.

The resentment of the incomplete ghost mother, or in other words, the aborigines and "tomb owners" of this black giant stone statue, are unwilling to let it go.

"Brother Duji, what should Axiang do now?"

"This girl is still young, so we can't just watch her get harmed by those hidden things, right?"

Seeing this scene, Chu Yi said somewhat unbearably.

"It's not that there's nothing we can do. There are other ways, but it hurts a little..."

Hu Ming pondered for a moment and said helplessly.

To be honest, he really didn't want to do more things like bloodletting.

No one in this world likes to harm themselves.

Seeing Axiang's struggling movements becoming more and more intense, her human side became less and less.

He knew that if he delayed it any longer, Axiang's own consciousness might be wiped out.

Even if the resentment of the mutilated ghost mother is dealt with, Axiang cannot be saved.

Looking at the worried eyes of Hu Bayi and others, Hu Ming sighed helplessly.

He pulled off the hair mound mark that had not been used for a long time from his chest. At the same time, he took out his paratrooper knife and lightly wiped it on his forearm.

The hair mound seal is stamped on it and stained with the precious blood.

Hu Ming muttered: "Damn! In the end, you will have to hurt yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he saw the right moment and stamped it on Axiang's forehead.

At the same time, Hu Ming raised his forearm high and let the precious blood drip into Axiang's mouth.

Heavenly officials give blessings, and there are no taboos!

The body is dyed with precious blood, and all evils can be warded off!