Chapter 552: What Is Supposed to Come Will Eventually Come!

With the explosion of bone marrow all over his body, Shuhang felt that his physique had actually strengthened slightly, although only a little.

Not only his physique, but also his height seems to have increased a bit?

In the past few days, while I was in a coma, my physique not only did not weaken, but actually increased?

Could it be the result of using the ‘identification technique’ last time? In the process of constantly bleeding himself, his physique has also been strengthened?

However, he would rather not have this level of strengthening, as the cost and gain are not proportional at all! An absolute loss-making business.

"You slept for several days at a stretch. I have to carry you every time I change to a passage room these days." Chu Chu said.

After saying that, she took out a few Bigu Pills from the small package and handed them to Song Shuhang: "Want to eat? I have various flavors. You must be hungry after sleeping for so many days, right?"

"What kind of flavor is there?" Song Shuhang asked curiously.

The Bigu Pills sent to him by Su Clan's Sixteenth were all tasteless. He always thought that Bigu Pills were all tasteless.

Chu Chu explained: "There are fruit flavors, barbecue flavors, tomato flavors, and chicken flavors."

"Please give me a chicken-flavored one to try." Song Shuhang replied.

He and Chu Chu had stayed in this 'Time City' for nearly a month. Besides the Bigu Pill, there was also the Bigu Pill. When he thought of the smell of chicken, he felt salivating in his mouth.

Chu Chu handed him a light yellow Bigu Pill.

After Shuhang took it, he sniffed it gently, and actually smelled the faint fragrance of roast chicken, and his saliva started to secrete involuntarily: "Just smelling the smell makes it feel very fragrant. Where can I buy this Bigu Pill? There are actually some. All flavors.”

As soon as Song Shuhang finished speaking... suddenly, his expression changed.

The next moment, he pinched Bigu Dan's arm, and more than twenty stab wounds of varying depths appeared out of thin air.

Blood surged.

Come again? !

This cheating 'identification technique' secret method hasn't been closed yet?

Don't be kidding, I'm not a blood bank! I have shed more blood in the past few days than I have in my entire life.

Chu Chu: "No,

Fellow Taoist Shuhang...you are spewing blood again. "

"Yeah, I'm just looking at it." Song Shuhang stared at the wound on his arm - so much blood was wasted like this.

By the way, should he consider keeping a cute vampire or something as a pet? This way no blood will be wasted? As far as Song Shuhang knows, creatures like vampires do exist in this world. I just don’t know if it’s like in the movie, where all the men and women are beautiful?

Chu Chu: "Don't you stop bleeding?"

"It will stop if it flows. I feel like I am getting used to it." Song Shuhang said calmly. It seemed that the blood flow was very large, but that was just because there were many wounds. In fact, the wound was very shallow and healed in minutes.

However, because his wounds recently cracked and then healed, and then healed and then cracked, he already had a lot of scars on his body.

It is said that 'scars' are men's medals... Song Shuhang guessed that if he continued like this, in a month, he would be covered with medals all over his body.

Chu Chu asked: "Is it because the curse hasn't been lifted yet?"

"Well, it probably hasn't been completely solved yet." Song Shuhang sighed - but it can be considered progress. At least this 'identification technique' secret method has been an improvement from being activated no matter what he touches to now being activated randomly.

As he spoke, the runes in his eyes poured onto the Bigu Pill like water, and then took the form of a clock. The hour hand on the clock goes backwards rapidly...

After a while, the runes returned to Song Shuhang's eyes like a tide.

[Chicken-flavored Bigu Dan, crunchy and crunchy, is enough to sustain a first-grade monk for a month - it is produced every year and has a shelf life of twenty years. Place of production: To the south of China, produced in Shixian Cave. There are twenty second-grade spiritual stones for one piece. Large favorably. ]

Song Shuhang: "..."

Did the identification technique even advertise the Shixian Cave this time? Did Shixiandong pay for advertising?

Hey, wait a minute!

[When I took the chicken-flavored Bigu Pill just now, did I ask Chu Chu, ‘Where can I buy this Bigu Pill? 'this problem? ]

[Then, the identification technique was activated. It not only identified the role of Bigu Pill, but also highlighted the ‘origin’ of Bigu Pill. Perhaps, it was because of my curiosity just now that the identification technique was activated? ]

Song Shuhang pondered - if his guess was correct, it would be equivalent to grasping the law of activation of the 'identification technique'.

"What good habits are there for things like wounds?" Chu Chu couldn't laugh or cry. She took out the bandage again and bandaged the wound on Song Shuhang's hand.

As a result, Song Shuhang's left and right hands were wrapped with bandages, especially like a Sanda master.

Looking at his queen, Song Shuhang murmured: "Maybe, I should try again!"

Chu Chu: "Try? Try what?"

Song Shuhang looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the new bandages on his hands again - if it was a bandage, at most it would cause another wound on his finger!

So, give it a try!

Song Shuhang took a deep breath: "Where did this bandage come from?"

Before Song Shuhang's 'identification technique' could be activated, Chu Chu on the side quickly replied: "This is produced by our Chu family. Our Chu family has set up a company in China to produce medical supplies for the disciples to consume during their cultivation. .After all, monks are often injured during the physical training stage."

Miss Chu Chu answered beautifully!

Song Shuhang: "..."

I don't know if it was because of 'Chu Chu''s rush to answer, but this time the identification technique was not activated again - after waking up from the coma, Song Shuhang's secret technique of 'identification technique' seemed to have become much more flexible.

That's all, let's see if there's anything on you that can be appraised and that's less expensive.

So, Shuhang began to take out his one-inch shrink bag.

Suddenly, he thought of something - oh, before he fell into coma last time, when he took out the 'Dao He Dan', he seemed to have come into contact with this one-inch shrinking bag first? Then come into contact with Dao and Dan, right?

At that time, the secret method of identification that was out of control did not 'identify' the one-inch shrinking bag first, but chose to identify the 'Dao He Dan' first - this was equivalent to letting him escape the disaster invisibly!

Just think about it and you will know which one is more troublesome with your toes, between this mysterious ‘one-inch shrinking bag’ and the Xingbandao and Dan produced by Guhu Taoist Temple.

Since he lost his memory on the 'Mysterious Island', Song Shuhang had no idea where his 'one-inch shrinking bag' came from. At that time, if there hadn't been a reminder note inside the one-inch shrinking bag, he might have given away or abandoned the cute 'rabbit-shaped' one-inch shrinking bag.

By the way, how did I get this one-inch shrink bag from the mysterious island?

I've lost my memory and can't remember it at all.

not good! ! !

No, no, no, what dangerous thoughts were I thinking just now?

Stop this stupid thought.

[A calm mind naturally cools down. Let others be strong and have no desires or demands. Empty my head - equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, strong industry, integrity, friendliness, prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom...etc., protect your body! ] Song Shuhang desperately tried to empty his head.

But, it's too late!

And sometimes people are very strange. The more you don't want to 'think of something', the thing will linger in your mind in a disgusting way and refuse to go away.

Song Shuhang could already feel a tingling sensation on his body.

[It’s finished, I’m going to die. ]

Chichichichichichi...

The next moment, Shuhang's whole body was covered with thousands of wounds of different shades, and blood spurted out like it was free. He was dyed into a bloody man again.

"Ahhhhh, it hurts, it hurts, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them easily, but they are not sad yet.

Song Shuhang once again shed big manly tears... not because of pain, but because of his low-level mistakes, tears of regret.

"Fellow Daoist Shuhang!" Chu Chu on the other side panicked and didn't know what to do.

Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and gave a thumbs up to Chu Chu bitterly: "It's okay, it's just a small wound. There are just a few more wounds, so it won't be a problem."

"This is no longer a small wound, your whole body is gushing blood." Chu Chu quickly took out the bandage, but she didn't know where to start bandaging Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang's whole body was spurting blood. If he really needed to be bandaged, he would probably have to mummify Song Shuhang, but she didn't wear that many bandages!

Song Shuhang: "It's okay. The wound will recover in a few minutes."

"You don't look like you're okay! What happened to this curse on you? Where did you encounter this curse? Let's find a way to break it together." Chu Chu said quickly.

With this curse, Song Shuhang would spit out blood at every turn, and he couldn't do anything.

"Don't worry, I have found the pattern of blood spurting." Song Shuhang bared his teeth.

As he spoke, the symbols in his eyes fell on the 'one-inch shrinking bag' like water, and then returned to Shuhang's eyes.

[The cute one-inch shrink bag in the shape of a rabbit is made from the skin of a one-inch finger snake. The producer is ‘Bong Bong’ who likes rabbits and is in the ninth-level Tribulation Immortal realm. She made it herself and presented it to fellow Taoist Song Shuhang. ]

"Buzz" means silence. Originally, "Buzz" should represent the "Tao number" or name of the ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal who likes rabbits.

However, the ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal deliberately concealed his past, present, and future. Even Song Shuhang's 'identification technique' could not identify her Taoist number and name.

Fortunately, the senior on the mysterious island concealed his secret - otherwise, if Song Shuhang wanted to identify the information about a ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal, the price he would have to pay would not be as simple as spitting blood all over his body.

Maybe he died from burst blood vessels all over his body.

[When I was on the mysterious island, I actually met a ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal? ] Song Shuhang secretly said.

Thinking back to the last time I dreamed of myself, I met the 'Nine Lanterns Girl' on the mysterious island, and the little white dragon in the ancient tomb.

The mysterious island is not simple.