Copper Coins Chapter 30: Lock seal (2)

The dragon's body has scales, and the back is the hardest, similar to armor. The larger the scales are near the dragon's head, the smaller the scales are near the dragon's tail. Take one piece alone, and the edge is as sharp as a thin knife. However, the scales on the abdomen are softer than those on the back. In Guiyunju before, what Xue Xian left to Xuan Min was the belly scale.

This villain has a arrogant temperament, unreasonably thinking that most of the others are stupid and have a pig brain that is not trustworthy. He was afraid to leave a back scale for Xuan Min. The bald donkey didn't know that he had to grind it into powder and use it as medicine. He swallowed it with its mouth open.

All in all, this evil barrier has a relatively soft belly.

And the troublesome thing is that after he shrinks, the scales around his body also become tender, and even the hardest scales on his back can bend and bend, no longer sharp, only a little elasticity. Not to mention the belly.

Xue Xian silently lowered his head and tried to poke with his paw, and found that his mother's skin actually dented into a small pit, which was no different from ordinary people's skin, even a little softer. The most terrible thing is that his stomach didn't feel pain yet!

The tip of the dragon's claw, which is cut like mud, stabs the soft belly, but it doesn't hurt! It can be seen that the tips of the dragon claws have also softened a lot.

Really detract from majesty.

Because the scales all over the body have softened, when Xue Xian was in Xuan Min's hands, he felt a little uneasy——

The hands of this bald donkey are eye-catching, and the wrist bones are prominent, making it look slender and thin. But Xue Xian, as the one who placed the noble and condescending on his wrist, was not so comfortable. The wrist bone pressed against his abdominal scales, like a round-bottomed scoop under his belly when he was lying on his stomach. It hurts. It's not painful, but it's always a little tingling.

Very annoying!

Xue Xian scratched the wrist bone and paw expressionlessly, but he didn't scratch the slightest trace of blood. He probably scratched the bald donkey in vain. He turned his head away in anger, and didn't want to move.

This villain is full of drama and has a bad temper. It is really a skill to be able to anger himself to death.

It's just his movement that quickly caught Xuan Min's attention.

The moment Xuan Min opened his eyes, he stared blankly at the gloomy sky above his head for a while, his dark eyes were bottomless, and there was a faint emptiness.

Immediately afterwards, he frowned, because he smelled a **** smell that was not too strong, mixed in the dampness of the river. When he fell into the water, he was closing his eyes and casting a spell. He never choked on the water, but he suffocated under the river for a long time, and his chest was tight and tingling.

He coughed lowly, sat up, and first subconsciously swept around. He found himself sitting on the ooze by the riverside, with a heavy stone lock lying beside him, pressing the ooze down a bit. There is no second person around, and naturally there is no danger. There was a lot of fog on the river, and the fishing boats and passenger boats were all gathered in far away places, not knowing what to do, but no one noticed this corner.

He then calmly retracted his gaze.

Xuan Min is a person who can't stand dirty. When he sees where he is, there is a hint of disgust on his face.

Just as he was about to get up to clean up the blood and mud stains all over his body, he felt something move on his wrist.

He frowned, and as soon as he rolled up his sleeves, he came face-to-face with the thing wrapped around his wrist.

Xue Xian raised his head and looked at him for a moment. Because of his physical discomfort, his whole person... the whole dragon seemed a little lazy and didn't want to care about others. Seeing Xuanmin's expression, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and said in his heart, "Yes, here we go again!"

So he made a "tsk" impatiently, and said to Xuanmin with a long tone: "Don't talk, don't ask who I am, let alone who you are. Listen to me, lift you up hand, first touch your left neck."

Xuan Min is not a person who easily trusts others. If someone else talks to him like this, he will definitely ignore the reasoning. But the tone of the thing wrapped around his wrist was too self-righteous, not like he was talking nonsense.

Besides... this evil barrier looks like it will be broken if you pinch it, and it will die if you pinch it.

So Xuan Min looked at him coldly for a moment, and finally did as he said, raised his hand and touched his left neck.

Xue Xian shook his claws and commanded like an uncle: "What's the matter with short hands? Move it up a little bit, um, that's it, touch it, don't talk to me before you wake up, I don't want to waste my words with you. Talking nonsense."

He himself was provoked by the short claw at the bottom of the river, and he was quite upset. At this time, whenever he seized a little chance, he would laugh at Xuan Mian, which shows that it is quite unreasonable.

He raised his face and watched Xuan Min touch the spider-shaped mole on the side of his neck. Like the previous time, the bloodshot around the mole gradually retracted. The process of recovering the bloodshot was probably not a pleasant experience. Xuan Min frowned and closed his eyes. He sat quietly for a while before opening his eyes again. The trace of defense in his eyes disappeared, replaced by an expressionless face and an inexplicable expression. Some speechless eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Xue Xian knew that he had finished his illness, and he remembered it again.

Xue Xian relaxed his head and continued to twiddle his mind indifferently, asking lazily, "How come you forget things when you open your eyes? It takes so much trouble to remember, trouble. No trouble?"

Xuan Min didn't answer, just looked down at him.

I didn't know the situation before, and he didn't take a close look. Only now did he realize that this evil barrier has a head and a tail, complete beards and claws. Looking at the head, it seems to be in the shape of a dragon. It's just that he has never seen such... a small dragon. Not to mention the soft scales all over his body, his lower body is still weak, and a thin, curling tail is probably not yet conscious, and cannot be rolled around the wrist like the front half of the body, but hangs down softly.

Xuan Min looked at it for a moment with no expression, and then stretched out his hand to grab the tail hanging from the evil barrier.

Xue Xian gave him a sideways glance, snorted, and snorted coldly, "Let go, what are you doing? Have you fed the dog with etiquette, integrity, and shame? Which book taught you to pinch people's tails?"

Although his lower body is unconscious, don't say that he is so stubborn. Even if he is pinched, it is estimated that there is no pain reaction. But whether it hurts or not is one thing, majesty is another, a good dragon, what does it look like to be pinched by the tip of the tail like this?

If he hadn't had to rely on a bald donkey now, he would be able to lift this dead thing to the South China Sea with one paw.

Xuan Min is naturally not a playful person. In fact, he doesn't even have a playful heart. I just felt that it was a little unexpected that this evil obstacle became like this in just one eye-opening time.

"Where did you get the shell from?" he asked quietly.

"What do you mean by kidnapping?" Xue Xian glared at him, "Can I endure the shells used by others?"

Xuan Min heard the words and touched the hidden pocket around his waist—the golden beads were gone.

"This is your body?" He said the question, but his tone was as flat as a summary.

Xue Xian snorted as an answer.

“Why is it still wrapped around my wrist since I have taken the body back?” Xuan Min cast a glance at him.

It's not that he really intends to let Xue Xian leave. After all, the tissue paper in his arms clearly reads "Looking for People", and the things on Xue Xian's body are related to some of the things recorded on the tissue paper. , of course, he will not let this evil barrier go casually.

But this is his plan, and it doesn't make sense to Xue Xian. After all, Xue Xian had to run many times before, which can be said to have a lot of previous records. According to the temperament of that evil barrier, he should have slipped away while he was unconscious, and it was a bit unexpected to be so obediently wrapped around his wrist and wait for him to wake up.

Xuan Min raised his hand and turned the little faucet left and right, wanting to see if the evil barrier had eaten something dirty or caused some trouble, so he pretended to be so honest.

Xue Xian raised his claws and scratched him, putting away his annoying hands, and said, "You are the one who wants to catch people, and you are the one who wants to drive people away. Isn't it a bit unreasonable? I won't leave yet, you can do it, don't mess with it, get out!"

Xuan Min: "..."

I don't know how this evil barrier wraps around people's wrists and curses people unreasonably. It's probably shameless.

Of course Xue Xian didn't take the wrong medicine.

Actually, Xuan Min's doubts were not unreasonable. He did think about slipping away. No clothes was just a small problem. No matter how bad it is, while the bald donkey is still awake, it's fine to strip off his monk's clothes. At most, he looks like a mourner.

The reason why he voluntarily and consciously wraps himself around Xuan Min is because he has tasted a little sweetness in the golden beads. This bald donkey has a peculiar physique and hides a mystery. Since it can help him return to the body early, maybe it can also help him raise the vacant muscles and bones in advance.

He considers himself to be a person with no conscience, and he will follow if there is good, and he will disperse if there is no good, and there is nothing to tangle.

He didn't have the time to sort out the more detailed reasons. In short, he didn't really want to leave now, and he planned to follow the bald donkey for a while, or leave something for the bald donkey when he came back.

Besides, there is a bald donkey, and some things are easy to check. This bald donkey is better than Jiang Shining's nerd.

He dodged Xuan Min's hand, blasted the dragon scales and stretched his claws, warning the bald donkey not to move. But his eyes are fixed on the stone lock, secretly thinking about things——

What he had inhaled in the river before was like a seed to him. Even if it was coiled so quietly, he could feel that little thing moving around in his body.

It's just that he still doesn't know what it is...

If it is really a part of his body, why does it appear in this grave head island in Wolong County?

Is it possible that the person who smoked his dragon tendon is the same person who set up the Feng Shui Bureau on the grave head island? Even if it is not the same, I am afraid there is a great implication.

If this bald donkey can help figure out the mark on the stone lock, and sort out the ins and outs, maybe you can find the person who pumped his dragon tendon.

Just when Xuan Min cleaned up the blood and mud on his body, and at the urging of Xue Xian, he went to the stone shore, the water ghost-like Lu Twenqi stumbled over to touch it. Xuan Min raised his eyes and found that the reason why the fishing boats and passenger boats in front of them gathered together was probably because they found Twenty-Seven, but for some unknown reason they gathered so many people.

Then Lu Twenqi groped and bumped over, squinting and staring at them for a while before saying, "It's really you."

His voice sounded extremely tired. He was probably affected by Lu Shijiu's death, and he was still in a trance before he recovered. He took a breath, and then said again: "Can I...do you guys a favor? I now...I don't know what's wrong with my eyes, and my body is not right. Nineteen is clearly in front of me, but I... I can't see him, I can clearly see the outlines of others, but I can't see him."