There was a faint black mist around Luo Fuan's body.

His strange words made my heart sink, looking at his distorted face, his eyes rolling, his tongue was not clear, and his tone was strange, I knew that he was not him at this moment, but was put on the body. There are many kinds of upper body, and in this realm of China, there are inviting gods, gods fighting, walking yin, descending and ...... Ghost upper body. Of all, the ghost body is the most dangerous one. Because of being ghosted, the control of the body has been grasped by the dead ghost or spirit, and life and death are in the hands of others, and the body cannot help itself. This is the most terrible thing to do.

It was a dead mule spirit talking to me through the mouth of Wolfian.

Sure enough, there are intelligent creatures.

What is the true God? Is it Allah in Islam? I can't control those, but the twelve methods have their own method for shouting souls, and I am not ambiguous, I am too lazy to listen to it curse and talk nonsense to me here, and a big mouth will be pumped over, and it is extremely decisive, Luo Fu'an's face immediately swelled visibly with the naked eye, I dipped my fingers in some wound blood, wiped it on his head, shouted "Qia", and then knotted the lion mark inside, and recited the "Vajrasattva Descending Mantra" to transcend it.

After a while, Luo Fuan woke up, opened his eyes, looked at me, looked surprised, and asked what was wrong?

Ma Haibo smiled and untied his handcuffs and ropes, saying that he didn't know if he walked around the ghost gate. Luo Fuan was still covering his face, stunned. By this time, the surrounding people had gathered the bodies of the dwarf mules together and buried the three dead people. I said who went inside to pick up Captain Wu and them, the dwarf mules were basically dead, and the insects would naturally disperse. Several people looked at each other and looked at Ma Haibo. Ma Haibo had three men under him, one was left in the cave, the other was just freed by the upper body of the dwarf mule, and there were few people, and there were still six armed police soldiers, but they were not under his command. Seeing the pile of bugs I pulled out, few people were willing to go for it.

I saw them hesitating and said "me, Lao Tzu, in order to gain time, ran out by himself stepping on the insect formation, without stopping a breath." Now that the mules are dead, and the insects are scattered, there are still your brothers and comrades-in-arms, waiting for your rescue, but no brave man dares to go? Do you really want to let my seriously ill number run again?

One of the warriors asked worriedly, "Are the bugs really scattered?" ”

I don't really know what to do, but in order to give them confidence, I will talk very much, and say no, but you go in and be careful, wrap it tightly, and don't hang on to anything. As I said this, someone immediately stepped forward, the guide, Ma Haibo's remaining men, and the two warriors. I asked them to bring some glutinous rice. A few of them entered the cave, and the rest stayed outside to clean up the scene, Ma Haibo commanded, and came to ask me after a while, is it true that the dwarf mule who got on Luo Fu'an's body said? Is there really such a mess in the world?

I didn't have the ambarium to say, huh? Have you seen it?

That said, I didn't feel good in my heart. Things are mysterious and terrifying, and I don't know what kind of dwarf mule can talk to, and I don't understand what kind of play it is talking about, it's just too. But the eerie chill in my heart made me a little irritable, and I always felt that I was plotted.

On a cold day, the wind is blowing, and I can't keep naked. No one prepared an extra set of clothes, and although there were three silent ones lying on the ground, they didn't need to wear them, but I didn't have the slightest idea of disturbing the deceased, and I put my clothes in order, and I put them on again, and when I smelled them, I felt so bad that I wanted to vomit. But I couldn't help it, and the tingling and pain on my body made me more uncomfortable than the smell. There is no way to go on like this, and the Dharma records that there must be good medicine where poisonous insects breed. A little warrior accompanied me, so I asked him to go with me around the thousand-year-old tree, and at last I found the existence of dragon fern grass in the meadow to the west.

Dragon fern grass yin, broad-leaved serrations, green with mang, detoxification, has a miraculous effect on the treatment of snake bites.

I asked him to help me get a little more, pack it up, and get ready to take it back.

After applying it, I felt cold all over my body, and the burning sensation of insect venom immediately subsided a lot. I looked at the dragon fern grass in my hand and thought of the past when I surrendered the Golden Silkworm Gu. It was a nightmare of my life at the time, and I missed this fat worm a little bit now. When will it wake up?

If it were there at this moment, lying on my wound and sucking it, I wouldn't have to be so sad.

Over there, Ma Haibo was calling me, and I went back with the armed police soldiers, only to see that Captain Wu and the others had already come out of the hole, and Officer Liu, who had been poisoned by the corpse, was placed flat on the ground with a black face. I asked if I had pulled out the poison with glutinous rice, and some people said that I had pulled it out, but it had no effect. As soon as I saw that the tooth marks had scabbed, I squatted down, picked the scab with a knife, and then let the black blood flow cleanly, and then found glutinous rice to dress it up. After a while, his face was much better, and he touched his nails, which were not sharp and not black.

I just took a long breath and said that there was nothing wrong, but I lost a little too much blood, and I went back to make up for it.

Captain Wu and Ma Haibo put together to take stock of today's results, when Captain Wu and they came out, the insects had indeed dispersed, just like before, quietly, leaving only the corpses on the ground and the dead dwarf mules. They dragged out the bodies of the dwarf mules, inside and outside, a total of eighteen bodies, neatly placed on the flat ground not far ahead, and some people were taking pictures and investigating and collecting evidence.

Today's results are remarkable, but in fact, the losses are also very large, and four people died: armed police soldiers Hu Youran, Xiao Dong, Li Decai, and Wang Guan, an officer in the township. The rest of these people, injured and frightened, were unsettled, and there were few who were normal. As a result, the two leaders will definitely be punished for going back. Especially Captain Wu, although he didn't say much, I knew that he was definitely in a bad mood.

After deliberating for a while, it was decided to go back with the corpse, there were too many dwarf mules, and they could only carry four. I didn't have the heart to bury the others, so I put them in the cave first and cleaned them up another day. Everyone got together and finally managed to get three shrouds (Hu Youran's body was left in the cave). On the way back, I was a wounded man, so I didn't participate in carrying the corpse. My feet hurt, I walked slowly, and I fell behind the line. Ma Haibo was next to me, carrying Xiao Dong's corpse on his back, and asked me what happened to the internal organs in the cave.

It's useless for me to ask, and I'm weird. The stone table was very strange, none of the bats in it dared to approach, and the entrails were only dry and weathered, but they were not devoured by snakes, insects, rats and ants, and I felt very uncomfortable standing next to it. Is it a sacrificial ritual? Or is it something else......

Ma Haibo asked me, what the hell did that old man do on the way into the mountain, turning the water in the kettle into maggots?

I pressed my stomach, and found that the Gu poison in it had gradually dissipated, what do you think? He said that he was not tricked, why did other people have no symptoms? I said that old man, maybe one of my enemies, when you go back, take him with you, poison him, no, it should be a dangerous substance, how to get it, you can do it. He looked at me and asked what he really wanted to do? I nodded, saying that everyone has been forced to do this, if I don't fight back, I am really a bully? Of course, I don't mean to instruct you, I'm going to report the crime, you just have to enforce the law impartially.

We returned the same way, the atmosphere was silent along the way, the three corpses, and the little warrior Hu Youran who remained in the cave, were like a big mountain, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts. The sky was overcast, like an angry old English woman. Except for not speaking, the only thing that everyone did the same was to look at me with surprised eyes from time to time. For what? I was swept by these vague eyes, thought about it carefully, and finally came up with an answer:

They thought to themselves, why isn't this hanging hair dead?

After being bitten by so many poisonous insects, I had enough toxins in my body to overturn dozens of people, but I didn't die, I staggered and walked. Ma Haibo cut down a small tree and made me a crutch, and I carried it, and my body was covered with green grass juice, emitting bursts of green bitter taste, miserable, and declining. The wound on the body was swollen before, but now it has disappeared a little, I can't tell if it is the effect of the Golden Silkworm Gu or the Dragon Fern Grass, sometimes I wonder, isn't this fat insect afraid of the Dragon Fern Grass?

I'm smeared, can you wake it up?

But it's useless, the voice calling for it is still sinking into the sea, and the girl is sleeping soundly.

At around 5 p.m., we finally walked out of the forest and saw the pine bark eaves of a house. In the distance, I saw a man smoking dry tobacco on the other side of the haystack, and the sky was dark, and the wooden house and the sky and the earth next to it became hazy, so this spark was especially bright.

There was an old man waiting for me, and he wanted to see if I was alive or dead.

Sadly, I'm still alive.

I told Ma Haibo and Captain Wu that they should not go over yet, and I would go and meet this colleague of mine. Captain Wu was a little inexplicable, but Ma Haibo knew the identity of my Gu cultivator, nodded and said Be careful, you can go. I said this is, do you want to defend yourself with a gun? He said no, give it to me, I am breaking the law, and so is he. I have what I said, it's not an environmental bag, it's always loaded, and it's not tired. I tidied up my appearance, like a groom attending a wedding, and walked towards this opponent in front of me.

He was still sitting, smoking a dry cigarette, like a sculpture.

There is a wind blowing.

Green smoke curls.