Chapter 52: Tooth print

Shen Luo looked at the recessed area on the stone box, moved in his heart, and stuck out a finger. First, he tentatively reached into the white light range, feeling a cool breath, lingering on his fingers, as if penetrating in. Like the river, there is no discomfort.

So, he pointed his hand down again, and leaned closer to the stone box, and the shady feeling became clearer, and it seemed to be coming from the stone box.

Shen Luo was very jealous of the cold air in his heart, and he hesitated again at the moment.

However, the energy of that original stone seemed to be exhausted soon, and the white light emitted from it also began to shrink and dimmed little by little.

Shen Luo gritted his teeth, and immediately before the light disappeared, the index finger suddenly poked, and directly hit the "dent" in the center.

The white light that was fading away, at the moment he dropped his finger, it seemed to freeze, floating motionless.

At this moment, Shen Luo himself seemed to froze in place, and even his breathing and heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Amid the noisy rainstorm, a faint "click" sounded into his ears, as if it bounced.

The box lid under the sinking finger suddenly flicked upwards and slid forward amid a slight rubbing sound.

"It's done!"

Shen Luo was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked inside the box.

Anomaly changes suddenly!

Inside the stone box, a jet of black smoke suddenly sprayed out and hit the sinking face.

Sinking was suddenly shocked, and suddenly pushing the low table in front of him, his body fell backward and directly hit the awning of the cabin.

The black smoke failed to spray and sink, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it gathered and thickened. From it, a ghost head phantom the size of a wheel appeared, topped with a black awning, and descended to the cabin.

The ghost's head was born black and black, and his head seemed to have fluffy hair, his eyes were as big as copper bells, gleaming with faint cold light, and a **** mouth was even more ragged, and he looked like he wanted to choose someone and eat it.

Shen Luo didn't have time to figure out what was going on, so he could only force himself to calm down, his figure shook forward quickly, and his two hands respectively grabbed the small thunder talisman and the original stone on the low table.

"Hey..."

'S sinking movement seemed to anger the ghost head phantom, and he burst into strange laughter, rushing towards him.

The cabin is narrow, and the sinking is inevitable. He can only hold the elemental stone with one hand, and urge the Yang Gang Qi in his body to flow into it, and pat it on the small thunder talisman in the other hand.

The ghost head flashed a phantom, and it moved to the front of the eye like a teleport. A **** mouth spouted a blackish breath.

Shen Luo only felt a strong fishy qi rushing toward his face, and his head seemed to have slapped someone. There was a heavy phantom in front of him, and his body was weak, and he collapsed to the side.

"Gluck..." The ghostly laughter continued, echoing in the small cabin.

'S sinking vision became more and more blurred, and only vaguely saw that the ghost head phantom suddenly began to shrink little by little, and finally turned into a fist-sized white bone skull.

The white bones of the skull were extremely white, and the surface even shone with a little luster. It rushed directly to its shoulders and bit down.

"Well"

Shen Luo let out a painful groan, and his body straightened suddenly, only to feel a strong cold current spreading from the bitten place, and it instantly flowed across every corner of his body.

A thin layer of white ice, frosted with flowers, quickly spread from his shoulders, covering his whole body in just a moment.

Shen Luo's eyes went black immediately, and he passed out completely.

However, what is a little strange is that the white frost only freezes the sinking body. It is obviously cold, but it has not infected the surrounding objects at all. Even the cabin floor below him did not appear to be abnormal.

After a long time, the sky has cleared, and the shadow of the sun is slanting to the west.

A ray of sunlight pressed against the inner roof of the awning, shining in from outside the boat, and projected on Shen Luo's cheeks. The frost on his body had already melted.

At this time, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyelids were slowly raised.

The bright light was irritated, and he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes again. After a while, he blocked his vision with one hand, propped his body with the other, and slowly sat up.

Shen Luo only felt sore and soft, and his clothes were sticking to him. It didn't feel like the river was still wet, but as if he had just sweated heavily.

"Cough..."

Shen fell into a dry cough in his mouth, and only felt like a fire in his throat, and his body seemed to be enveloped by a feeling of hotness. He couldn't help but torn open the front of his chest, wanting to dissipate some heat.

He licked his dry lips and looked to the side of and found the crock of water on the boat. I don't know when it was knocked down, and the water inside had already drained.

Sinking down the Adam's apple moved, turning over and crawling towards the stern, but only felt that his mind was still dizzy, and he finally staggered out from the side of the boat, but was startled by his reflection in the water.

I saw myself at this moment, with disheveled hair, flushed face, and blue veins on the forehead, which looked a bit hideous.

Shen Luo couldn't help but shrank back, and then stretched out his red hands, grabbed a handful of water in the Luanshui River, and patted it on his face.

His hands and face were touched with the cool water of the river, Shen Luo immediately felt refreshed, and his dizzy mind became sober.

He slid forward, grasping the edge of the boat with both hands, and plunged his entire head into the river, regardless of whether it was clean. After drinking a few large mouthfuls of river water, the feeling of fire in his throat finally felt. Alleviated, the heat on the body has also subsided a bit.

Shen Luo took a sigh of relief, feeling that his clothes were really sticky, so he turned over and fell directly into the river, immersing his whole body in the water.

As the cold river water continued to wash on his body, Shen Luo finally felt that the heat in his body was no longer so unbearable, but there was a faint tingling sensation from all over his meridians.

The pain is not continuous, but it seems to be pierced by a pointed needle from time to time, and the position is different each time. Fortunately, the pain is not strong, and Shen Shen feels it can be tolerated.

Until then, the feeling of dizziness in his mind finally subsided, and he suddenly remembered the ghost head he saw when he opened the stone box earlier, and he couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

Shen Luo quickly pulled off the right half of his shirt, and saw that there was a dark red tooth mark on his right shoulder!