The dog blood in Yang Cao's bag had been kept for so many days. Although anticoagulant was added, it was not as fresh as it was at the beginning. After pouring it out, some of it splashed on the stone tripod, and some fell on the floor. This
The sudden change was beyond everyone's expectation. I heard Jia Wei's manic roar and didn't even react. It wasn't until I felt a slight vibration coming from the ground that I screamed that something was wrong.
The stone cauldron that was soaked with blood from the black dog was located in the "shock" position. When the first drop poured in, I heard the bronze chains on the ears of the cauldron "click", and then it shook wildly, and then we all
The space we were in also shook for a while, as if we were on a drifting boat with no direction.
The sky and the earth shook, and the space was upside down.
This kind of sadness made me want to spit out a few mouthfuls of old blood to feel relieved. A few seconds later, the three of us had fallen to the ground. I had a splitting headache and felt that my cerebellum, which maintains balance, had been shaken to the point of losing its function.
And at this moment, in my "Qi" field induction, a black air slowly emerged from the center of the well. This black air was very aggressive, stretching out many small tentacles, and began to
Desperately invading everything around it. As if it sensed us, the black air began to approach us.
The fat bug was trembling inside my body, and I was extremely frightened.
I tried to keep my body balanced. I dug my hands into my arms, fumbled around and took out a bronze mirror. I yelled "Infinite Heavenly Lord", and immediately a golden light spurted out, shining directly into the black air.
Above. As the saying goes, "Badgers are afraid of bobcats, and one thing will kill another." Fat bugs are afraid of it. However, the Married Woman Mirror Spirit, whose seal is carved with the curse of breaking hell, is the best at dealing with similar evil things. When the golden light shines, it will
Like a hot knife thrust into butter, the black air is trapped and melted away.
ah--
Yang Cao rolled on the ground, suddenly shouted loudly, took off his clothes, stood up with a red face, and went to wipe the black dog's blood on the stone tripod.
He wiped it a few times, and a sudden change occurred.
On the stone cauldron, the originally stiff and solid floating patterns moved and turned into densely packed small insects. They were similar to beetles, gray-white, with spots on their elytra like leopard skin, sharp limbs, and complex mouthparts.
The fine fluff looked very ferocious, about the size of a flea. When Yang Cao wiped the black dog's blood, he wiped out a large swarm of insects.
As soon as these bugs fell from the stone cauldron, they immediately dispersed. Some of them covered Yang Cao's arms and stung them hard. Others fluttered their wings and flew past Hu Wenfei and me, rushing towards the restless well hole.
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As soon as they flew over the wellbore, they immediately hovered in the air, like a swarm of bees, swallowing up all the black mist.
Yang Cao's right hand was covered with a thick layer of beetles, and the way they were stacked and squirming was chilling to watch. He yelled "ah" and couldn't hold on anymore. He fell to the ground, shaking his hands like crazy, and
We threw our hands to the ground. When the black dog blood broke away from the stone tripod, the whole space gradually returned to calm. We quickly took off our still wet clothes and slapped Yang Cao's body vigorously, trying to get rid of these bugs.
However, the seven or eight arthropods on these insects clung to Yang Cao's skin, tore it directly with their powerful mouthparts, and then drilled inside. Although a few parts were beaten off by us, the ones attached to his arms were
One layer, but it sticks like glue.
Yang Cao, a man who likes to gossip and is a bit funny, cried and howled like a pig being killed at that moment.
——It seems a little disrespectful to say this, who later became the big boss of the Second Division of the Religious Affairs Bureau of Qianyang City, but I was indeed using the most authentic and concise language to make notes on his situation at that time.
The extreme pain of being bitten by thousands of insects is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
In addition to slapping and helplessly watching Yang Cao rolling on the ground, we also had to be careful of the beetles that climbed on us. Whether it was me, Hu Wenfei, or Yang Cao, I think at that moment, we were all in despair.
Some people give up in despair, while others are still persisting; among those who persist, some are doing useless work, and of course, some have thought of ways.
Fortunately, I am the latter.
Because I suddenly thought of a description about the stone voodoo in "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains": This voodoo is shaped like Cordyceps sinensis. When it sleeps, it will adhere to special stones, crystallize into powder, and have a texture like lines. Once triggered, it will immediately transform into
The dirt-eating and damp insects in the spiritual world devour everything.
Regarding this Gu, Shange Lao, the author of "Twelve Techniques for Suppressing the Mountains", once described the following sutra, which can be slightly controlled.
It has been more than a year since I obtained this shabby book "The Twelve Dharma Doors". It is something closely related to life, so naturally I dare not slack off. I have already become familiar with it. Although some of the true meanings are unclear, it does not prevent me from reading it catchy and memorizing it.
I didn’t dare to hesitate at that moment and recited it loudly.
In fact, I was also very uneasy. I didn’t know if this was the stone poison mentioned in the book, and I didn’t know if the sutras recorded by Shange Lao were effective. I just treated them like a blind cat trying to kill a mouse. However, following my spell,
Halfway through the recitation, the beetles attached to Yang Cao's body stopped biting one after another, and then fluttered their wings and hovered in the air, dancing the "8" figure with unknown meaning.
After reciting the sutra once, Yang Cao's body was clean and not a single insect was attached to him.
I tried hard to concentrate my consciousness and tried to communicate with them, but I was helpless. These were just simple fragments of thoughts, a mess, and there was no room for discussion or communication at all.
As Beetle left, Yang Cao finally stopped shouting so hard and began to hum hoarsely.
I was a little hesitant and didn’t know what to do next. Fortunately, the golden silkworm Gu in my body was familiar with this familiar field. A channel of consciousness came out, and those tiny beetles flew back to the stone tripod, from squirming to condensation.
It doesn't take three to five seconds to form stone patterns.
Creation is so miraculous.
After regaining consciousness, Fatty Bug actually withstood the huge pressure and shot electricity into Yang Cao, who had no good flesh on his arm. Yang Cao, who was on the verge of death from pain and toxins, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a period of convulsions,
, he coughed up several mouthfuls of bloody phlegm as thick as black ink.
Only now did I have a chance to take a look at what was happening outside and where the roaring sound came from.
When I looked up, I was so surprised that I almost bit my tongue - we just narrowly escaped death, and the situation outside was no different.
The wide space that was slightly empty just now was already in chaos. A group of monsters appeared out of nowhere and broke into it, and then fought with the original group of cavemen. These monsters were very complex,
There are basketball-sized, dripping red-backed spiders, floating pests with countless tentacles, mantises that are more than one meter tall and slender, and black and furry reptiles that look like lizards...and Jin Ping.
The people's old rival and old friend - the dwarf mule.
Among them, the most conspicuous one is a vicious dog that is about the size of a calf, covered in blood and maggots. It actually has two deformed heads, separated from the end of the neck, and its long mouth is wide open, with yellowish saliva flowing from it.
The other mouth was chewing the head of a caveman. It was chasing Jia Wei, and the pair of heads kept making terrifying howls. The possessed woman did not confront it head-on, but quickly
He ran towards our back.
On that side is the cave where the cavemen hide.
Perhaps sensing my gaze, the running two-headed vicious dog turned its head on the left side and glared at me fiercely. A strange evil flowed in its blood-red eyeballs.
My heart suddenly tightened, as if being tightly grasped by a short mule's hand, and my breathing stagnated.
I rarely see such evil and charming eyes. This kind of coldness is something I can't see from the Burmese golden snake. But it was just a quick glance, and it chased Jia Wei intently.
Go. The leader was chased so miserably, and his men were naturally defeated. Although this group of intruders was not many, with a total of less than forty, they were overwhelming. There were cavemen who kept wailing and fell to the ground, or were being beaten.
Rushed to the edge of the cave.
I helped Yang Cao stand up and looked at each other with Hu Wenfei: There is a wolf in front of us and a tiger behind us. What should we do?
Looking at this group of strange creatures, I can be sure that they are the initiators of the annihilation of the Miao village in the canyon outside. For humans, there is no word "pity" in their cold feelings, only naked killing. We want
It is simply impossible to escape alive from being surrounded by such a bunch of guys.
It's just that there's chaos outside now. If we take advantage of the chaos to break out, is there a chance?
I was thinking about it, but another question came to my mind: Where did these guys come from?
Also, we have been in the Miao village in the canyon outside for several days and have not seen them? Why did they choose to attack at this time? Is it because we just destroyed the stone tripod formation?
At that moment, I was at a loss.
Yang Cao had just escaped from the pain of being eaten by insects, and saw the chaos in front of the Shuiyingou. Looking at these strange creatures, he almost had a nervous breakdown, and said bitterly: "These... are abyss creatures.
Huh? Where did they come from?"
This strong man actually had a cry in his words at this moment.
Is it despair?
The opportunity was fleeting. We who were on the edge of the stone cauldron hesitated and couldn't hear clearly. Soon we were noticed. Five or six short mules wearing straw hats came surrounded by a three-meter-long white-haired crocodile.
In front of the stone bridge, I saw the corpses on the bridge. I didn't go any further, but just exchanged moans.
Suddenly, a short mule stretched out his hand and threw something towards us.