Chapter 349
Yang Fan grabbed the thread with the other hand and wanted to pull it out, but he didn't expect the thread to go into his hand again.

Su Yang came to his senses and hurried forward to help.

Unfortunately, as soon as Su Yang rushed to Yang Fan's side, those lines had already penetrated into the skin of Yang Fan's hand.

At this time, Yang Fan's hand was densely covered with bright red lines, just like clearly visible blood vessels.

Qu Yinchuan rushed over and stared at Yang Fan's hand with wide eyes: "Niubi, why are your hands so cheap? Why do you have to touch everything? What should we do now?"

"I thought this was a weapon. It could be as powerful as Boss Su's sword. If I knew this was the case, I wouldn't touch it!" Yang Fan said without tears. Then, the left hand rested on the pulse of the right hand.

Su Yang guessed and said: "I heard from the Zhang family that the monster asked for the ancestral veins. I think this should be the so-called ancestral veins! The Patriarch of the Zhang family has Qilin blood, and their ancestral veins should be related to Qilin!"

"Furthermore, the previous Patriarchs of the Zhang family did not leave the vicinity of the ancient building until their death. I think it must have something to do with the Zhang family's ancestral line!"

"Perhaps this is the reason why the Zhang family has a long lifespan, and the head of the family has become as invulnerable as a rice dumpling!"

Hearing what Su Yang said, Yang Fan was not in a hurry anymore, after all, there is no use in worrying now.

Yang Fan said: "So, I may have made money again?"

Su Yang couldn't decide whether Yang Fan's situation was a blessing or a curse, so he could only say, "Wait, let's see if something happens!"

Seeing that Su Yang was also uncertain, Yang Fan took out his mobile phone: "No, I still have to ask Dr. Sun!"

He clicked on Weixin, opened Sun Xiaoxiao's dialog box, and sent a video to Sun Xiaoxiao.

The video was connected, and Sun Xiaoxiao, a sleepy-eyed gorilla, appeared on the screen of the phone: "Niubi, you posted the video so early, are you sick?"

"Miraculous doctor Sun, I might really be sick!" Yang Fan said dumbfoundedly, switching the camera of his phone to the rear, and patting his hands with intricate red lines: "Doctor Sun, look at my situation. Grabbing something, that thing got into my hand, and it turned out like this!"

"Damn, Niubi, what did you grab to make it like this?"

"I don't know, but my heart rate is normal now, my pulse is strong, and I don't feel any discomfort! But I'm worried that something will happen soon!"

"You don't know anything, how do I know what's going on? Come to me when you feel unwell!"

Yang Fan felt uncomfortable all over: "What if I feel unwell and die right away?"

"Then I can't help you! I don't know what's going on just by looking at it, or you can seal your heart with a silver needle and come to me as soon as possible! That's it, I still have to sleep!" Said Forget it, Sun Xiaoxiao hung up the phone.

As depressed as Yang Fan wanted to be, he could only take out the silver needle from his satchel and seal his heart.

He said to Su Yang: "Let's go, Boss Su, I have to go to Sun Xiaoxiao's place to see if anything happens!"

Qu Yinchuan laughed and said, "Niubi, I never thought you would be so afraid of death!"

Yang Fan rolled his eyes: "Who is not afraid of death? And he died so wrongly..."

Su Yang said: "Let's go first, I found something interesting upstairs, I'll go up and have a look!"

Said Su Yang glanced around: "There are still these things, they have to be burned!"

"What did you find upstairs?" Qu Yinchuan asked.

Su Yang shook his head: "I don't know either! But it should be something extraordinary! You go first, lest the Taoist priest really have something to delay the best time for treatment!"

Qu Yinchuan and Yang Fan looked at each other.

"Let's go, Niubi!" Qu Yinchuan took the lead to walk towards the car parked in front of the ancient building.

Yang Fan sighed, and strode to follow Qu Yinchuan's footsteps.

Qu Yinchuan didn't get into the car directly, but opened the trunk, took out a barrel of gasoline and put it on the ground, and then drove Yang Fan away in the car.

Su Yang dragged the corpses together, poured gasoline on them, and lit the fire.

He cleaned up all the corpses before entering the small building and going up layer by layer.

The ones on the first, second and third floors, except for the antiques on the third floor, had nothing of value, so Su Yang went directly to the fourth floor.

On this floor, eight trigrams are nailed on the front of the walls, and there is a Tai Chi Yin-Yang pattern in the middle, and a large tripod is placed on the pattern, and a gas stove under the tripod burns the tripod.

Su Yang walked over curiously, lifted the lid of the cauldron, and steaming mist came out.

The strong medicinal aroma is tangy.

The fog dissipated, and there was a pitch-black pill the size of a thumb in the cauldron.

"What is this?" Su Yang asked suspiciously.

The scene in front of him was obviously alchemy, but Su Yang didn't know what kind of elixir it was.

So, Su Yang took out his phone and sent Yang Fan a prestige video.

When the video was connected, Su Yang pointed the camera at the pill in the tripod: "Daoist, look what it is!"

"How do I know this? But the elixir made by the Zhang family must be extraordinary, but I don't know how long it will take to make the elixir!" Yang Fan said in the video.

Yang Fan didn't know either, which made Su Yang a little depressed: "Then I'll put it away first!"

As he spoke, Su Yang took out a porcelain bottle and put the elixirs into the porcelain bottle.

He turned off the gas stove and went up the stairs to the fifth floor.

The milky white stone in the middle of this floor is still suspended out of thin air, and the liquid in the bowl under the stone does not seem to have increased, it is still the same.

The milky white stone shone on every wall.

If you don't know something, you must ask someone.

Su Yang then pointed the camera at the lump of milky white stone: "Master Daoist, take a look at this thing, do you recognize it?"

"Is this stone suspended in the air?" Yang Fan said in surprise.

Well, it seems that Yang Fan doesn't know either.

Su Yang sighed: "It seems that I have to take it back and study it!"

"Actually, I have a guess, I don't know if it's right or not!"

"tell me the story!"

"It is rumored that the ancient black gold knife passed down from generation to generation in the Zhang family was made of meteoric iron from outer space. I think this lump of stone is most likely related to the iron meteorite from outer space that made the ancient black gold knife!"

Qu Yinchuan's voice came from the mobile phone: "Tianwai iron, that's iron, this thing is just a lump of jade!"

Yang Fan said: "It is estimated that it was discovered by the Zhang family together with the Meteorite Iron. The Meteorite Iron was used to forge an ancient black gold knife, and this lump of stone was placed here!"

"Boss Su, you can use a mouse to test the liquid in the bowl under the stone!"

Su Yang didn't bring the white mice, but that doesn't mean Su Yang couldn't get small animals for experiments.

He took out the bamboo flute from his satchel and held it under his lips, playing a weird melody.

(End of this chapter)

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