Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Sucked by My Grandmother with the Golden Silkworm Poison
At the critical moment, a golden shadow shot from the sky onto my right arm.
The flesh whirring is golden silkworm Gu.
With a long-lost joy, this little guy suddenly jumped into the black pus and sucked it wantonly. I felt as if there was a water pump installed on this arm, sucking away my blood continuously. My hands and feet
It's cold, which is a side effect of excessive blood loss. However, the coma of being poisoned before has disappeared.
The Golden Silkworm Gu lay on my right arm, stretching as much as possible, and the body became flat, spanning the four wounds, and the whole body was integrated into the muscles.
I was a little relieved from the poison and looked up. I saw that the cursed cat spirit was thrown to the wall and did not slide down. The little demon Duoduo floating in the air began to show off his power. The little girl raised her hands and wore pink and red lips.
As he muttered words, the moss on the wall began to grow crazily, and the green completely covered the black body of the cursed cat spirit in an instant.
This little foxy girl is really good at showing off her hands. You know, the weather in Hong Kong is dry in June. Even if there is moss on the wall, it is all dry and dead. With a flirtatious wave of her hand, she actually
The black cat was wrapped tightly, and it really was a ghost.
No wonder Zamao Xiaodao's grandfather once said that these ghosts and monsters are rare and rare in the world.
However, what surprised me was that the cursed cat spirit shook its body from left to right, raised its tail, and the hair all over its body exploded, shaking all the dark green hair away. It suddenly ran up the wall, with its feet
There were fleshy pads, which disappeared silently into the darkness. The hairy path just happened to rush to the base of the wall. With a light smack, he dug into the wall with his toes and jumped up. The three-meter-high wall was suddenly lifted by him.
Halfway through, I reached out to grab the top of the wall, but pulled back before I even touched it.
Because there was no strength left, he fell down.
I looked up and saw that the wall was covered with a lot of fine broken glass. If I rashly poked it up, I would see countless holes, covered in blood.
Zamao Xiaodao missed a hit, got up from the ground, ran to my side, and asked how he was doing? I raised my hand and felt a chill on my arm. Although the residual poison dissipated, it was still sore and weak. He frowned,
He told me that this cursed cat spirit always eats food after worshiping the dead. Not only is there poison in its claws, but it also has resentment. This resentment goes deep into the bone marrow. If an ordinary person is contaminated at all, he will definitely suffer a lot and cannot sleep day and night. I
It's okay, but it will inevitably be freezing cold and uncomfortable for a few days, which can only be overcome by spells.
There was a steady stream of heat coming out of my left arm again. It was the power that the Golden Silkworm Gu gave me through circulation, allowing me to resist the pain in my right arm.
After saying this, Zamao Xiaodao looked around, taking precautions.
Since the opponent has introduced us into this game, there must be more than just "cursing the cat spirit".
I was also angry in my heart. If I hadn't been deceived by the cat's eyes and was stunned for a moment, how could I have suffered such a loss? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I had no intention of leaving. That bitch hiding behind the scenes was so despicable.
There is a big man who picks his feet, I will definitely look for him, find someone like a flower and give him rice! My right hand naturally drooped, and I held a bronze mirror in my left hand, calming down, and quietly observing the changes around me.
The dim yellow street lights are still standing, the wind blows, swaying the shadows of the trees, the sound of car horns can be heard in the distance, and the sound of music can also be heard in the distance.
We only need to run a dozen meters to get back to the downtown area.
I saw Zamao Xiaodao's face was ferocious, and I guess my face must be the same. Of course, the first thing a real man thinks of after being humiliated and pressured is not to escape, but to face the difficulties and overcome them! This is not stubbornness
, but Tao Xin.
Time passes slowly, and the tension is accumulating and spreading.
The little demon Duoduo also felt the pressure. Ghosts like her were most afraid of black cats. It was not because of how powerful the black cats were, but because of their nature. One thing dropped another. She no longer floated in the air, but
She stopped on the stone table, with a pair of bright eyes that were as bright as the stars, looking at them calmly without saying anything. After a while, she jumped down, pointed to the stone table and the locust tree next to it, and said that these two things are yin and yang.
Destroy the formation eye first, then there will be no more evil here.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zamao Xiaodao shouted and Pindao had exactly what he wanted. He flew up with his kick and kicked the cement table away. It rolled down next to the old locust tree and swayed back and forth.
And at the moment when the trail was started, a series of "meow" sounds echoed all around, like the music of a church choir. It was so majestic and had a strange magic power that made people's blood boil.
We heard something strange, so we all moved closer to the stone table and looked towards the darkness where every sound was heard. In the shadow of the trees, in the shadow of the house, in the shadow of the wall, and in the darkness at the end of the alley, many sounds were arched out one after another.
The black shadows, big or small, tall or short, are all different. Under the dim light, they are honey yellow, wine yellow, brown-green, yellow-green, yellow-brown, gray-green, sapphire blue... you can almost imagine it.
All cat colors are gathered here.
The cat's eye is reflective and particularly bright.
Thirty or forty cats appeared in the darkness, including Persian cats, Himalayan cats, Turkish Van cats, American shorthair cats... so many varieties that it is difficult to describe them one by one. However, each one had a fierce expression, opened its mouth, and exposed
Pale teeth.
You can't imagine what it would be like for cats and cats who are usually as well-behaved as toys to look like this... Is it like a tiger or a cheetah hunting prey? No, it's a strange, cold consciousness.
Linked together in the dark shadows, there is a madness that disregards life.
The stone table rolled on the ground and finally stopped, making no sound.
As soon as we stopped here, as if an order had been given, all the cats ran towards us like crazy, and the space was filled with the shrill meows of "Meow..." This sound was so terrifying that my ears suddenly became numb.
Within a few seconds, a fat cat with brown and white stripes pounced in front of me, and its sharp claws were about to scratch my face.
This is a pet cat that can be sold for a good price in the market. It usually lies in the arms of its mistress and spends its days lazily. However, at this moment, its ferocity makes me have no intention of holding on to my left hand.
Holding a bronze mirror and covering his face with a hood, he slapped the cat on the ground with a "bang" and groaned. Zamao Xiaodao has practiced swordsmanship well, chopping, slashing, stabbing, and shooting.
, the dance made it impossible to splash water, and attracted most of the firepower.
After fighting for a while, these usually cute cats finally made us relent, and we could only fight and retreat, not daring to fight head-on.
Although this offensive is fierce, I always feel something strange.
Compared with the poisonous attack that cursed the cat spirit just now, these drizzles are too childish, right? As soon as I thought about it, a black shadow jumped out from the old locust tree, like an arrow, and headed straight for the limelight.
Zamao Xiaodao. I held the bronze mirror in my hand and shouted "Infinite Heavenly Lord". There was a yellow light, and the black shadow suddenly stagnated, and the speed also slowed down a bit. Zamao Xiaodao's sword tip curled up, and the black shadow was blown away.
Tangled up and dropped to the ground.
The black cat rolling on the ground is the cursed cat spirit.
My feet were quick, and I stepped on this dead cat. It was said to be a cat spirit, but in fact it was just a poisonous cat. I immediately felt a solid fleshy feeling under my feet. I steeled myself, crushed it hard, and crushed its head immediately.
Broken. As soon as the cat died, a shrill scream came from the depths of the alley, and all the cats stopped. A yellow talisman was immediately lit in the alley, chanting a spell loudly, and stabbing the waist of the old locust tree.
At this point, the talisman was burned out and the cats dispersed.
I jumped up and chased him into the alley, like a dog chasing a rabbit.
In the darkness, a thin body coughed up blood and ran inside. My nerves were tense, and all my strength was exerted on my feet. For a moment, I burst out with huge power.
, they caught the guy wrapped in a robe. However, the man did not run towards the ground anymore, but turned around and clung to the wall. With a strong kick, the three-meter-high wall actually climbed up.
.
In panic, I grabbed a piece of cloth and took it from that guy's body.
Zamao Xiaodao rushed to my side, while I looked at the glass shards on the wall and secretly sighed. How cruel must I be to ignore the pain from my fingers to my heart! Zamao Xiaodao took the piece of cloth in my hand and said,
I put it under my nose and smelled it. I laughed and said that the person playing with the cat looked like a little girl. Sure enough, um, it smelled so good... He was very intoxicated. He looked at me with a serious face and asked what was going on? He just ran away.
, then since the cursed cat spirit is dead, Zhang Dong’s evil-gathering patterns should be solved, right? You have to be merciful and merciful. After all, she is a young lady with a long-lasting body fragrance!
I stretched out my right hand, faced the three-meter wall, and asked him how he could jump so high all at once.
He curled his lips and said, "Practice." He started practicing since he was a child. He strengthened his muscles and bones. When practicing to exert force, he didn't jump on the wall at the beginning. He found a big vat and greased it. He walked around the mouth of the vat a few times every day. After a few years, he practiced plum blossom piles...
…and so on, after a long time, it’s easy to fly over the roof and walk over the wall. This is not a fairy tale. Qinggong is like the current parkour and can be practiced. He saw that I still raised my right hand and asked why, posing?
At this time, the fat bug flew back leisurely, squeaked twice, and reattached itself to my arm. The little demon Duoduo translated for Zamao Xiaodao on the side, saying that the poison was successful, and the girl could not jump much.
Damn it. After saying this, she muttered, saying that the smell of cat was so stinky that she didn't want me to explain it, and got directly into the locust wood sign.
Although she is a ghost, she does not like cats after all.
I looked at the confused Zamao Xiaodao and said that you are a compassionate man, and so am I. But for a woman who has a cursed cat spirit and wants to kill us, I can't have any sympathy or tolerance.
What is virtue among friends is folly toward enemies.
Zamao Xiaodao nodded indifferently, "Little poison, you are right, and you did a good job."
He walked back and said that cats have nine lives. If the dead cat doesn't burn it, something might happen to it. We returned to the open space, and then Qin Li's faint shouts came from the corner.
Left, Xiao Keming, let me know, where have you been? Why didn't Mao bring his mobile phone?
I held the black cat by its tail and said, it looks like we have to return to the hospital. The only thing we have to do is bother Assistant Qin with the work of burning the corpse and eradicating traces. Zamao Xiaodao smiled slightly and said that it should be so.
We walked towards the street, and above our heads was a crescent moon, vaguely floating in the clouds.
The wind is blowing again.
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