Chapter 3141 Deadline

Han Sen rubbed it with his hands. The black line seemed to be under the skin and could not be rubbed off.

"It's on Bao'er's neck too." The bald head pointed at Bao'er again and called out.

Han Sen frowned slightly, and glanced at Bao'er's snow-white neck, and sure enough there was a black line.

In fact, it wasn't just Bao'er, they soon discovered that a black line appeared on the necks of the four of them at some point.

Li Bingyu's face was a bit ugly: "If I read correctly, this black line is very similar to the legendary dead line."

"What is a guillotine?" Han Sen and the bald head both looked at Li Bingyu.

"Baldhead, you are Master Wei's disciple. You should have heard the legend about Tian Kuang, the great master of the State of Qi, right?" Li Bingyu didn't answer, but looked at Baldhead and said.

"I've heard that three hundred years ago, Master Tian of the Qi State was famous all over the world. He dug out countless amazing veins. He was the most famous at that time, and he was still higher than my benefactor today. It can be said that he was the most famous teacher at that time. The number one doctor in the seven kingdoms." The bald head paused, looked at Li Bingyu and said, "There are many legendary stories in the life of Doctor Tian, ​​which one are you talking about?"

"It's the last one." Li Bingyu said.

The bald head was slightly startled: "The last one, could it be the one who was said to have taken a group of trusted disciples to dig out a large vein, but never came back, never heard from again, and none of the hundreds of disciples reappeared in the world?" ?"

"That's right, that one." Li Bingyu nodded.

"What's there to say? Master Tian found a secret divine vein, and summoned most of his disciples to dig out the divine vein, but he never returned." The bald head looked at Li Bingyu suspiciously, not knowing what she was What does it mean to bring this up.

Li Bingyu smiled bitterly and said: "This is just one version of the legend. I have heard of another version. It is said that after Master Tian brought hundreds of disciples to the divine vein, he dug the divine vein there overnight, and as a result, the soil there It was very strange, it was dark in color, and it was very difficult to dig. After seven days and seven nights of digging, it was only less than three meters deep, but at this time, they dug a piece of blue stone tiles there."

The bald head had never heard of the follow-up legend, and like Han Sen, he listened to Li Bingyu's story.

Li Bingyu continued: "Master Tian and all the disciples are very surprised. The place where they dug the divine vein is a lifeless planet. How could there be stone tiles? So they continued to dig down, and soon they discovered , there was a dilapidated building in the ground, and the broken walls were buried in the ground for some unknown reason. When they dug out the whole building, they saw that there were four stone plaques engraved on the stone plaque in front of the building. Word - Temple of the Severed Head."

Hearing this, the bald head said with some disbelief: "The temples are all immortal. Even the invincible powerhouses of the Seven Kingdoms cannot destroy them. How could they become broken walls and buried? Underground? Is this a prank?"

"Master Tian and the others thought the same way at the time, and there was no statue in the temple, so they thought it was just a replica of the temple by the predecessors. Besides, the location of the god's veins was located under the temple of the severed head, so they could only put The temple was demolished, and then they continued to dig down. But on the second day after they demolished the decapitated temple, a thin black line appeared on everyone's neck." When Li Bingyu said this, his voice was a little bit changed.

The bald head shivered subconsciously, and reached out to touch his neck.

Li Bingyu continued: "The black line is neither painful nor itchy, and there is no abnormal state. Mr. Tian can't see the clue, and it is difficult to get rid of it after trying many methods. The terrible thing happened on the first day after that. It happened the next day. Several disciples were beheaded in their sleep, and the beheading marks completely coincided with the black line on his neck. Since then, whenever someone fell asleep, they would be unknowingly Cut off the head."

"Master Tian asked many disciples to stare at one disciple to sleep. At first, that disciple didn't dare to sleep, but after all, human beings are human, no matter how strong they are, they must sleep. In the end, they couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep, so those who stared at him The disciple saw a strange and bizarre scene. After the disciple fell asleep, the black thread on his neck was cut off suddenly, as if cut off by someone with a knife and axe, and the blood flowed all over the place. But Those disciples who were in charge of supervision didn't see any living things."

"Master Tian tried all means, but he couldn't find out the cause of the black line. In the end, he had no choice but to anesthetize a disciple who couldn't support himself, and then directly peeled off the human skin on his neck in order to protect himself. .But who knew that the black thread didn't just exist on the skin, but also penetrated into the flesh and bones, it was useless to just peel off the human skin, and in the end the disciple fell asleep and had his head cut off."

"In this way, as long as someone falls asleep, his head will be broken and he will die. How can a person not sleep? No matter how powerful a human being can go without sleep for ten days and a half a month, and forcibly support him for a month or two months, he can't sleep. It is impossible not to sleep all the time. As long as they fall asleep, they will die. In the end, Master Tian and his disciples were all beheaded and died. The black line on the neck is also called "broken" Headline."

The bald head shuddered when he heard it, and forced a smile and said: "You are just a legend. If Mr. Tian and the others are really dead, then who passed down this story and the legend of the guillotine? What's more, we Didn’t we dig out any decapitated temple at all? The black thread on our necks isn’t that decapitated thread at all.”

"I also hope not, but this is too similar to the legendary guillotine." Li Bingyu said solemnly, without any intention of joking.

Han Sen frowned slightly and said, "Those members of the air cavalry who died before were not decapitated, and there was no black line on their necks."

"That's right, we haven't dug up the temple, and we haven't demolished the temple, so how could we provoke the god of decapitation." That's what he said, but the bald head's voice trembled a little, and his hands kept rubbing the black hair on his neck. But no matter how much you rub it, you can't rub it off.

Han Sen naturally didn't believe in retribution and other legends. It was obvious that some kind of power was at work, but it was a bit unusual that this kind of power was able to make him and Bao'er suffer together.

Li Bingyu sighed softly: "Even if it's not a broken thread, I'm afraid there will be big trouble, otherwise it's impossible for the evil rhinoceros on the bald head to not react at all."

"No matter what, let's go back first and let my master take a look. Maybe he knows what this black thread is." Baldhead swallowed and said.

While he was talking, the bald head suddenly let out a scream, covering his neck with his hands, and saw blood oozing from the black line on his neck.

"I'm going, didn't I say that the head will be cut off when you fall asleep?" The bald head said in a terrified voice, covering his burning and painful neck.