Chapter 43 Ghost Eye Curse, Now!

"Anyway, this is at least good news."

Jiang Hua felt a little relieved. As long as he understood the human body deeply enough in the future, he might be able to treat Professor Chen's brain damage.

"Hey, why do I feel so itchy?"

The fat man took off his backpack and scratched his back with his left hand. He said as he scratched: "This is really strange. Why do I feel like there is a bump on my back?"

Jiang Hua and Shirley Yang looked at each other.

They all saw the surprise in the two people's eyes.

"Oh, I feel a little itchy too. Damn it Fatty, you didn't infect me, did you?" Hu Bayi also felt itchy on his back at this time.

He said while scratching and cursing.

"I don't know, what is this?"

The fat man looked confused and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Hey, Brother Jiang, foreign girl, how come you are okay?"

Shirley Yang said seriously at this time: "Fatty, lift up your clothes and see where it itches."

"oh oh."

"Isn't it possible that I was stung by something?"

"It's really itchy."

The fat man lifted up his clothes, revealing the back of his shoulders.

There was a mark in the shape of an eyeball.

After seeing this mark, Shirley Yang and Jiang Hua's faces turned extremely ugly.

"Hey, Fatty, why is there an eye-shaped mark on your shoulder?" Hu Bayi asked in surprise.

"is it?"

"Help me see if there is any?"

"Damn it, Lao Hu, there's a mark on your shoulder too. What the hell is that? Why is it so itchy?"

"Brother Jiang, take a quick look, is there anything on your shoulder?"

Jiang Hua also lifted up her clothes, revealing the back of her shoulders.

But there was nothing on it.

"Brother Jiang, you don't have this."

"Old Hu, you are very knowledgeable. Do you know what this thing is?"

Hu Bayi turned his head and looked at Shirley Yang with burning eyes.

"I think Miss Yang should know, right?"

Shirley Yang and Jiang Hua looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Yes, I do know what this is."

"To be precise, it's a curse."

"And I've had this curse since I was a child."

Shirley Yang exposed the back of her shoulder, on which there was an eyeball-shaped mark.

"curse?"

The fat man had a bad feeling.

"What is the function of this thing? Will there be any trouble between me and Lao Hu?"

Shirley gave a bitter smile.

"This is the Ghost Cave Curse. It won't take effect immediately. Instead, when you are fifty years old, your blood will slowly turn golden. Then you will be unable to absorb oxygen and suffocate to death."

"And this curse will be passed on to your next generation. Your descendants will be troubled by this curse for generations to come."

"Fatty, Lao Hu, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have let you come to Jingjue Ancient City."

.........

"what?"

The fat man was shocked and said, "Doesn't that mean that Lao Hu and I will die in our fifties?"

Shirley Yang nodded.

"Can this thing cure it?" the fat man asked with a hint of hope on his face.

“There is no cure!”

The fat man was stunned, and infinite fear surged in his heart. He didn't want to die at the age of fifty!

"Great! The foreign imperialists are determined to destroy me! You clearly knew that coming to this damn place would make us infected with this damn curse, so why did you still bring us here?" The fat man pointed at Shirley Yang angrily.

Jiang Hua stood up and sighed, "Fatty, if you want to blame someone for this, then blame me. It was me who recommended you to the teacher and joined the archaeological team."

The fat man saw Jiang Hua stand up and speak, but he didn't know what to say. After all, Jiang Hua had saved their lives more than once!

If it weren't for Jiang Hua, he wouldn't even have lived to be fifty. Whether he could get out of the desert was still a question.

So the fat man had to go aside and sulk alone.

After all, no matter who it is, everyone will have emotions in their hearts.

Hu Bayi, who was standing aside, looked unhappy but remained calm.

“Miss Yang, can I ask why there is no curse on Brother Jiang?”

Shirley Yang also shook her head, "I don't know why."

"This should have something to do with my blood." Jiang Hua said on the side.

"Bloodline?"

"Yes, I have a special bloodline that has been passed down from ancient times. Remember I told you that the remnants of the Demonic Nation captured my Xianjin just to obtain this bloodline power."

"If I'm not mistaken, whoever comes here and sees this ghost cave will be cursed and have an eyeball-shaped mark on the back of their shoulders."

"But I have the power of blood, which can resist the power of this curse, so there is no mark of the curse on my body."

Jiang Hua speculated, he felt there was no other explanation.

When in the fantasy world, the Queen of Jingjue once said that the mark on Shirley Yang's body was the mark of a sacrifice.

In other words, anyone who is marked with this mark.

In the culture of the Demonic Kingdom or the Jingjue Kingdom, they are all items belonging to the snake god.

The red dragon blood in his body makes him more noble than the snake god.

After all, the red dragon is one of the four sacred beasts.

A mere ghost hole curse mark is not enough to invade his pure body.

"The power of blood!"

Hu Bayi took a deep breath.

He said seriously: "Brother Jiang, I know you are very mysterious. If I am not mistaken, you should have a way to solve the curse, right?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Hua was stunned.

"It seems I guessed it right."

Hu Bayi said calmly: "I just think that you seem to know a lot of things."

"Brother Jiang, could you tell us how to resolve the curse?"

The fat man's eyes lit up slightly.

There seems to be hope.

"Let Shirley tell you about this." Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang with hope.

"I wonder if you have heard of the Taoist monk who moves mountains?"

"Moshan Taoist?"

Hu Bayi and Fatty were confused, what was this?
"That's right!"

"The four major schools of tomb robbing are: Faqiu, Mojin, Banshan and Xiling."

"And you, Old Hu, possess the art of dividing gold and locating acupoints, and you have the gold-touching talisman to protect you, so you are the gold-touching lieutenant of the four major sects!"

Hu Bayi nodded thoughtfully.

Shirley Yang continued, "The Taoist who moves mountains is good at the art of moving mountains and possesses unpredictable powers. My grandfather is the last Taoist who moves mountains, Partridge Whistle!"

"Does this have anything to do with the curse of the ghost cave?"

Hu Bayi asked in confusion.

"Of course it does."

"It is said that the Taoist monk who moved mountains opened ancient tombs in order to seek the elixir of immortality."

"In fact, people don't know that the Mountain Movers are all descendants of the Zagrama tribe. They are born with a curse from the ghost cave. Every Mountain Mover will not live past the age of fifty."

At this point, Shirley Yang's eyes showed a hint of sadness.

"This ghost cave curse has tormented the Taoist monk Banshan for more than two thousand years. For this reason, the Taoist monk Banshan has been looking for a way to resolve the ghost cave curse for more than two thousand years."

The fat man's eyes lit up, "Did you find it?"

Shirley Yang shook her head. "According to ancient legend, in order to resolve the curse of the ghost cave, one must find a bead called the 'Zhuchen Pearl'."

"The Zhuchen Pearl?"

"That's right!" Shirley Yang nodded. "The Zhuchen Pearl is a treasure left behind by the Phoenix Nirvana in legend. People also call it Phoenix Gallbladder. It has incredible abilities."

"However, the Taoist monks of all generations have been pursuing the Zhuchen Pearl for their entire lives, but no one knows where it is."

"I came to the ancient city of Jingjue just to find the trace of the Zhuchen Pearl!"

After hearing these words, Hu Bayi and Fatty felt very disappointed.

The Taoist monk Banshan has been searching for this precious Zhuchen Pearl for more than two thousand years but still hasn’t found it. Can they find it?

This is simply a fantasy!
(End of this chapter)

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