Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 215

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

Unfortunately, given Ah Xiang's condition, she's a living person...

It's highly unlikely that it will be counted.

What manipulates Ah Xiang's movements is not her consciousness and body, but the resentment of those incomplete ghost mothers accumulated over thousands of years.

"Quickly, tie her hands and feet, make sure she doesn't move around and hurt herself."

Seeing that Hu Bayi had found the rope, Hu Ming held Ah Xiang's head and gave instructions.

Yes, I'm afraid this girl might hurt me.
If we ignore it, Ah Xiang's neck will be ruined, not to mention anything else.

A 180-degree twist—no one could survive that, right?
With the help of Fatty and Chu Yi, Ah Xiang was quickly tied up like a dumpling and lay on her back on the ground.

Even so, Ah Xiang's ferocity remained undiminished.

A pair of dark eyes stared intently at Hu Ming, while he unconsciously growled in a low voice.

Hu Bayi frowned slightly upon seeing this, and without hesitation, slapped several exorcism talismans given to him by Hu Ming onto her forehead.

"Zizi..."

Black smoke was billowing from Ah Xiang's forehead...

"Ah! Ah! Die!"

"die!!!"

"I'm so damn resentful!"

Looking into Ah Xiang's dark eyes, filled with resentment, Hu Ming felt as if snow was falling in June.

Even though it was Hu Bayi who hurt her, she ended up resenting herself even more.

Hu Ming was speechless. However, the evil spirit possessing Ah Xiang was quite powerful. Even though Hu Bayi stuck three or four exorcism talismans on her forehead, it still couldn't escape.

"In any case, let's try to save Ah Xiang first, this can't go on like this."

Yang Xueli twisted her beautiful face into a tight knot, pressing down on A Xiang's head with both hands to prevent her from hurting herself.

Yang Xueli's physical abilities far exceed those of a normal woman, but she is still somewhat outmatched by Ah Xiang at this moment.

In just over ten seconds, Yang Xueli's arms were already feeling sore and weak.

"A black donkey hoof! Old Hu, quick, I have another black donkey hoof in my bag."

"Fatty, find a way to start a fire next to Ah Xiang, I need it very much."

Hu Ming remained silent, then gave the order in a deep voice.

"No, Mingzi, black donkey hooves are for dealing with big zombies. Sister Xiang isn't a big zombie now, so will those black donkey hooves work?"

The fat man rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a lighter, finding the little solid fuel left. As he was told to start a fire, he asked, puzzled.

“I once heard my grandfather say that black donkey hooves are not only effective against large rice dumplings, but also have a miraculous effect on these dirty things.”

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

“I know a little about Ah Xiang’s situation. If we light the black donkey’s hoof and use the smoke to fumigate it, it might work.”

Without needing much explanation from Hu Ming, Hu Bayi had already painstakingly sliced ​​the black donkey hoof into pieces with his paratrooper knife.

Hu Bayi did want to use Hu Ming's incredibly sharp dragon-patterned cloud-shaped knife.

But he couldn't lift it.

"That's right, we have no choice but to try anything. Remember to wear gas masks, because of the smell of burning black donkey hooves..."

"Believe me, you definitely don't want to experience it for yourselves."

At this point, Hu Ming's face turned green as he recalled some painful memories of the past.

Back in the 21st century, after watching "Ghost Lantern," Hu Ming, out of curiosity, tried lighting a black donkey hoof himself...

Cough cough, that taste was truly heavenly.

It's no exaggeration to say that even after twenty or thirty years, I still remember it vividly! 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 blue smoke rose up.

Even the color of the flames changed slightly.

Hu Bayi and Yang Xueli worked together. Yang Xueli helped Ah Xiang up, while Hu Bayi held Ah Xiang's head firmly and forcibly bounced her towards the fire, so that she was enveloped in the blue smoke.

This use of black donkey hooves was invented by the predecessors of the tomb raiders. Although it is not widely known, it does have a unique use.

Within three to five seconds, wisps of black smoke began to rise from Ah Xiang's nostrils, ears, and mouth.

Meanwhile, Ah Xiang's struggles became increasingly intense.

This is why Hu Bayi, being a soldier, although not as strong as Hu Ming and Xiao Ge, was still quite strong and able to subdue her steadily.

“It really works!”

Upon seeing this, both Hu Bayi and Hu Ming were delighted.

After all, this method only exists in stories passed down by word of mouth, and Hu Bayi himself was skeptical.

Just like Hu Ming said, we'll try anything, even if it's a dead end.

But the good times didn't last long.

Ah Xiang suddenly opened her mouth wide, letting out a shrill scream, and the black smoke rising from the acupoint abruptly stopped...

At the same time, a gust of cold wind suddenly arose, extinguishing the fire.

Keep in mind that this was a fire started with solid dye, so extinguishing it wouldn't be so easy.

Moreover, this wind, at most, could only extinguish a candle, far from enough to put out a fire!
"Is my thing really that fierce? It's been around for ages with that black donkey hoof, and it still can't control this damn thing?"

Hu Bayi couldn't help but swear.

These people were no longer inexperienced greenhorns.

Hu Ming's talisman was useless; even the black donkey hoof from twenty years ago couldn't do anything with it.

They knew all too well what this situation meant.

The resentment of the incomplete demon mother, or rather, the original inhabitants of this black stone statue, the "owner of the tomb," are unwilling to let the matter rest.

"Brother Duji, what about Ah Xiang now?"

"This girl is still young. We can't just stand by and watch her be harmed by those hidden things, can we?"

Seeing this, Chu Yi said with some reluctance.

"It's not that there's no other way, there are some alternatives, it's just that it hurts a bit..."

Hu Ming pondered for a moment, then said helplessly.

Honestly, he really didn't want to do much bloodletting.

No one in this world likes self-harm.

As Ah Xiang struggled more and more violently, her humanity faded.

He knew that if he delayed any longer, Ah Xiang's consciousness might be erased.

Even if the resentment of the crippled ghost mother is subdued, Ah Xiang cannot be saved.

Seeing the worried looks on Hu Bayi and the others' faces, Hu Ming sighed helplessly.

He pulled off the long-unused tomb raider's seal from his chest, and at the same time, he took out his paratrooper knife and lightly slashed it on his forearm.

The seal of the tomb raider was stamped on, stained with precious blood.

Hu Ming muttered to himself, "Damn it! In the end, I still have to hurt myself!"

After saying that, he seized the opportunity and slapped Ah Xiang on the forehead.

At the same time, Hu Ming raised his forearm high, letting the precious blood drip into Ah Xiang's mouth.

Heavenly Official bestows blessings, all taboos are lifted!
His body is stained with precious blood, and all evil will flee!
(End of this chapter)