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Chapter 117 Tickle

"Old card!"

"What are you doing!"

Lao Ka originally scratched itchy, but I saw that he was getting harder and harder, especially on his forehead, which was scratched and bleeding.

Douyazai was closest to him, and he shouted twice, grabbed Lao Ka's arm and prevented him from moving.

Old Ka couldn't reach it, and he immediately had red eyes and said anxiously: "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Fuck it and let go!"

Lao Ka is very strong now. He pushed Douyazi away with one hand, then ran to the corner of the wall, and continued to scratch his face with both hands.

While scratching, he muttered to himself: "Comfortable, comfortable."

I saw it a few meters away. Now Lao Ka's forehead, including the area above her nose, was already covered in blood and blood. The blood flowed downwards, and the cracks of her nails were red.

Seeing this, he said loudly with a dark face: "Hold him!"

Brother Yu walked over quickly.

He grabbed Lao Ka's right hand, then grabbed his left hand, slowly separated by force, Brother Yu pushed Lao Ka to the corner of the wall and asked, "Can you hear it? What are you doing?"

Lao Ka's expression seemed to cry and laugh, and with a little pain, he struggled hard and shouted, "Help me brother! Help me!"

"I'm itchy! I'm so itchy! Let me scratch it!"

A bang!

Brother Yu hit Lao Ka's head hard with his head.

Then Lao Ka leaned against the wall, slowly collapsed, slid on the ground, without any sense of consciousness.

This happened so quickly that I don't know what's wrong.

I walked over and checked. The wounds scratched on Lao Ka's face were even worse than I thought. The red meat on his forehead was scratched.

I swallowed and turned to ask, "Did you spray your head with the original coffin liquid on his face?"

I pointed to the location of Lao Ka's temple and said, "Here, a small piece of red is not blood, it is left by the coffin liquid."

Regarding the emergencies in front of me, I frowned and said, "I'm not sure. I haven't seen the original coffin liquid in such a good state before, but..."

"But what?" I asked.

"But that makes some sense."

He frowned and said, "Although it is not certain, the general chemical components of this type of anticorrosion liquid should include mercury, acetic acid, ether, etc. I have never heard of these things that touch human faces and it will itch like this..."

"It's over!"

"It's over, it's over..."

Douyazai suddenly finished talking about it.

I was startled and I turned around and asked him what was wrong.

At this time, Douyazi's eyes were frightened. He subconsciously scratched the position of his hairline, and cried while scratching, "Fengzi, brother, I'm done, I'm starting to itch."

"ah?"

"Damn, don't scare me, it's true, it's not the time to joke."

Douyazi started to grab his forehead and said loudly: "When did I joke with you!"

"It's getting itchy!"

"Hurry up and tie me up with a rope!"

"I'm fucking! I can't control myself!"

Looking at Douyazi's expression, it doesn't seem like he is lying or joking with me.

"Don't move!"

I found the rope and quickly tied the bean sperm back.

It was fine at first, but in just two or three minutes, Douyazai became similar to Laoka's previous situation.

He struggled wildly and shouted: "Itchy! It's so itchy! It's so itchy!"

Seeing this, Brother Yu's big hands were like pliers, he pressed Douyazai tightly and pressed him on the coffin board and couldn't move.

If he doesn't hold him down, Douyazai will repeat the same mistake, like Lao Ka, tickling himself and disfigured himself.

"Just like this, hold him down and don't move."

I used the accumulated water on the ground in the tomb to help Douyazai wash her face hard, and I washed it very hard.

Xiaoxuan said: "You should be gentler and don't use such force to remove hair from pigs."

"How is it? Are you a little better?" I stopped and asked.

Douyazi spitted a mouthful of fruit and his eyes were red and he cried.

Douyazai cried and said, "I'm still itchy in Fengzi. Please help me scratch my face and try some strength."

I was so angry that I punched the coffin board.

"What's going on!"

"Douyazi has never been exposed to the red coffin liquid, so why would he have any problems!"

I couldn't figure out the situation and cursed angrily.

And the next moment, my face turned ugly.

I felt it myself, and I clearly felt itchy on my forehead, and I felt a numb feeling.

It was like a few little ants crawling around on my forehead, and the feeling was getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that there were more and more "invisible ants" on my forehead.

"Yunfeng, you..."

Brother Yu saw that something was wrong with my expression.

"Don't panic... Don't panic." I comforted myself.

This numb feeling began to feel a little comfortable, but as time goes by, it feels uncomfortable and becomes extremely itchy and unbearable.

It seems that in my subconscious, there is a voice telling me: "Is itchy? If you tickle, just scratch it!"

"Tick hard! Tick your face! Tick the flesh off! That way you can feel comfortable."

I quickly asked Brother Yu to tie me up too. The tighter the tie, the better. I don’t have time to think about it. I don’t want to be like Lao Ka. I haven’t gotten married and have never had a girlfriend yet. How can I do it if I have shame like that?

, I can't do it anymore.

I was also lucky. I put my head into the water. I thought I could be more awake, but unexpectedly I found that cold water could reduce this "ittingling" that can kill people.

The effect lasts very short, but it is indeed useful.

I immediately called Brother Yu and asked him to help Douyazai.

Brother Yu immediately pressed Douyao's entire head into the water.

"Gududu, Gududu..." Bubbles emerge in the water.

With a loud bang! He lifted it up suddenly!

Douyazai looked comfortable and said, "It's much better, it's so good, let's do it again."

This effect can only last for a few minutes, and after these few minutes, it will start to itch again, so next time, Douyazai and I have been repeating this action to relieve the itch.

The water flowed into my neck, and I called Xiaoxuan to use a dry towel to help me wipe it briefly.

Xiaoxuan helped me wipe it and asked Brother Yu if he wanted to wipe it.

Brother Yu said he was ready to reach out to pick him up.

"Brother Yu, wait first..."

I turned my head suspiciously and asked, "Xiaoxuan, when we just came up from underwater, you handed me a towel and asked me to wipe my face, right?"

Xiao Xuanling said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

I said, "Has only three people used this towel? The first one was Lao Ka, then Douyazi, and finally it was me. He had a cold on his head. He had been using his own one. Brother Yu was useless. Chun

It's useless, sister."

This is a small detail, I forgot and suddenly remembered it.

After hearing what I said, including Brother Yu, the others turned to look at Xiaoxuan.

"You... why do you think of me like this..."

Xiaoxuan shook her head desperately: "I don't... it's not me, it's not me, I didn't harm you..."

I suppressed the feeling of ants crawling on my face and said, "Listen to me, don't panic. Think about it, where did this towel come from?, Who else has anyone else in contact with it except you!"

Xiaoxuan said with a pale face: "No, the towel has been kept in my bag. Every time I use it, I will wash it clean and put it away. As for where I bought it... I forgot, I don't remember it."
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