Although I did not have much dealing with Zheng Lao San, according to my observation, the degree of their proximity to the living is still quite high.

So to say so.

Ordinary corpse-like an ailment does not breathe, even if it is breathing, it is also swallowing nil or cadaveric gas.

But they are different, these animals will breathe, and still like ordinary people, breathing and swallowing air, the chest cavity will have obvious ups and downs.

In this sense, they are definitely seven or eight points similar to the living, even if they can live without breathing.

“Squeak?”

At this time, the squirrel suddenly looked at me and seemed to be asking me if I wanted to do it.

I shook my head and told him not to worry, it was not yet time.

Zheng Laosan, they are similar to the living, want to make a sound, then they must pass through the vocal cords.

If the vocal cords are damaged and the trachea is damaged, they are likely to be silent, and even if they can make a sound, it is just an air.

We are in a more remote position, far away from other villagers, not to mention a subtle sound, that is, desperately shouting, they may not be able to hear.

At least as a living person like me can’t hear.

“Does it hurt?”I asked the third.

Zheng Lao three big mouth, the throat made a clucking sound, a word can not spit out, the body trembled violently, it is estimated that the pain to the extreme.

"This nail I asked from the old man, I must use it to tie my neck, scatter the stew, and then I can pour the negativity into you..." I explained in a low voice: "Maybe it will hurt a little next time, you hold back first, after a while it will be easy."

Zheng Laosan nodded painfully, did not seem to doubt me, opened his eyes and looked at me, that look very worried.

"Reassured."I smiled, "As long as you go on the right path and start practicing on the feminine air, how can the body be damaged, it can also be restored on your own."

He nodded his head and closed his eyes again.

Seeing him trust me so much, really, I can't stop... these evil people are really a liar!

“Relax . . . and two nails to be inserted...” I whispered, afraid that I could not help laughing out, and I could only bite my tongue to control my emotions: “These three nails are also called three nails, respectively, which represent the three talents in heaven and earth, and the nails that just stabbed you in the neck are nails, and now they are nails.”

As I spoke, I pulled a coffin nail from my waist and gently topped Zheng Laosan's neck.

This time I dare not stab you directly, if it hurts too much and gets Zheng Laosan's suspicions up, it's not easy.

So at that time, I only dared to push the "needle" in it slowly, and try to control the intensity as much as possible, so as not to bring too much pain to the old man.

I understand, really, the use of studying medicine is too much for her mother!

Ordinary people only know the approximate position of the trachea, as for where the vocal cords are, where is the specific position, this few people can say.

Just like I am now, I want a nail to be inserted in, both through the trachea and through the vocal cords, there is no real effort to really get down!

From the bottom up, a little bit of promotion "needle", that gentle action, straight to me reminds me of the old man to give me acupuncture scene.

“The last one.”

When I said this, Zheng Laosan had already begun to twitch in pain, as if he had been hit by electricity, his head kept thumping up, and the amplitude of the action was so large that I had a feeling of insight.

How far can his head go?

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like the neck has been pulled up, and the back of the head can be attached to the shoulder blade!

"Relax, this needle, nothing's gone."

I laughed and slowly pushed the third coffin nail in.

The five-fifty coffin nail is not an ordinary thing, and the lethality to the wrong is stronger than most of the instruments!

With three coffins nailed into the flesh, Zheng Lao repeatedly couldn't stand it.

When his vocal cords were pierced by the coffin nails again, Zheng Lao San opened his eyes directly, and his eyes turned madly.

Yes, it is turning, and it is all clockwise, around the circle.

With the speed of his eyes turning, a stinking black water, suddenly came out of his eyes, almost like tears, down the face.

“It’s out of the air!” he said, “that’s all the anger we’ve hit!”

Zheng Laosan's mental state should be somewhat unstable, but at this time, he still showed an indescribable joy.

The face full of stench black water, slowly bloomed a smile, the mouth of the big grin, almost to the ears.

I groped for a moment and unloaded the other dagger around.

This time I followed them back to the village without equipment, the big bags of things were all in the seven treasures of them, and the fellows I was carrying were also these coffins and this dagger.

Zheng Laosan's physical state is unstable, the air in the body should be disturbed by the coffin nails, even if my dagger is not a tool, but a brake that has been stained with human blood...

“Now I’m going to help you out of your breath...it won’t hurt soon... soon...”

I whispered, one hand holding his chin, one holding the dagger, holding the blade, and reaching his neck.

His face was still full of smiles and there was no doubt about me at all.

“Relax, relax.”

I was talking to him as if I were saying to myself, the sound was very low, full of hypnotic effects.

With that, the tip of the knife had been inserted into his neck without hindrance, and inserted it into half a finger deep, then stopped, held the handle of the knife, and began to pull to the right side.

The meat in Zheng Laosan's neck is not soft, and when he cuts open with a knife, there is an indescribable sense of tenacity, which requires a very large effort to draw.

When I cut off his half-neck, Zheng Lao San did not laugh, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"The twilight will soon be gone, don't worry, it will be over soon..." I laughed and comforted.

But I soon found that Zheng Laosan felt suspicious about me, and the sense of trust in his eyes was not as strong as at the beginning, and when I stroked his neck, the degree of his struggle became more and more intense.

"Don't move, it'll be right away."I said.

Zheng Lao San opened his mouth and made an extremely ugly hist, which was not too big, and it sounded like the sound of a balloon leaking.

Seeing this scene, the strength of my hand could not help but increase, and whispered to the mouse, to you.

“Squeak!”

The rat seemed to be ready for it, and when he heard my instructions, he immediately spat out a black mist with his mouth.

This black fog is condensed and formed, like a balloon, it can float in mid-air, and before Zheng Laosan reacts, it directly hit his face.

Strangely enough, the squeaking rat this time spit out was not the same as it had spit out at first.

The black fog did not wrap around Zheng Laosan's head, but directly melted into his skin, as if absorbed, and it took two or three seconds to begin to react.

I saw seven or eight "black bars" popping up on Zheng Laosan's face, each of which was as thick as chopsticks, and it was indescribable to look at.

With these black bulging, Zheng Laosan's eyeballs also squatted down, and it seemed to be broken, a transparent liquid so poured out of the eyeballs, mixed with those with stench black water.

I did not dare to look more, holding the nausea to hold Zheng Lao San's chin, desperately pulling with a dagger, just want to cut off Zheng Lao San's head as soon as possible.

As long as his head falls, this beast must have no ability...

“Come on, don’t fight.”I whispered, “The more you struggle, the more it hurts, why?”

From beginning to end, Zheng Laosan has all missed the opportunity to fight back, three coffins nailed a town, he has a great ability and can not come out ah.

If he hadn’t been nailed to the coffin, seriously, just this pit, he could bounce out at any time, and he could screw my head off and kick the ball in the next second.

“It’s tough to start.”

At this time, an old voice came from behind me, and from the position of the sound, the man was not more than five meters away from me.

“Who?”!