Luo Fuan was covered with a faint black mist.

His strange words made me feel trembling in my heart. Looking at his twisted face, his eyes rolled, his tongue was not clear, and his tone was weird. I knew that he was not him at this moment, but was over the upper body. There are many kinds of people who were over the upper body. In this world of China, there are gods, gods beat, go through Yin, descending, and... ghosts. Everything, ghosts are the most dangerous. Because they are over the ghosts, the control of their bodies has been controlled by dead ghosts or spirits, and life and death are in the hands of others, and they cannot help themselves. What is done in this way is the most terrifying.

This is the dead short mule spirit body talking to me through Luo Fu'an's mouth.

It's indeed a wise creature.

What is the true god? Is it Allah in Islamic teachings? I can't control those, but there is a way to shout souls among the twelve methods. I am not vague. I am too lazy to listen to it curse me here, talking nonsense, and I sucked it over with a big mouth. I was extremely decisive. Luo Fu'an's face immediately became swollen with the naked eye. I dipped some blood from the wound with my fingers, smeared on his forehead, shouted "Qi" loudly, and then made the inner lion seal and recited the "Vajrasattva's magic spell" to save me.

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 would not know if he walked around the gate of ghosts. Luo Fuan still covered his face and was stunned. At this time, the people around him had already collected the bodies of the short mule and collected all the dead. I said who would go inside to pick up Captain Wu and the others, the short mule was basically dead, and the insects would naturally disperse. Several people looked at each other and all looked at Ma Haibo. There were three people under Ma Haibo, one stayed in the cave, and the other was just untied by the short mule's upper body. There were few people, and there were still six armed police soldiers, but they were not under his command. Seeing the pile of insects I took out, few people were willing to go there.

When I saw them hesitating, I said, "Fuck, in order to gain time, I ran out alone in the insect array, without stopping. Now the short mule is dead and the insects are dispersed. There are also your brothers and comrades in it, waiting for your rescue, but no courageous man dares to go? Do you really want me, a serious ill, to run again?

A warrior asked worriedly: "The bugs really dispersed?"

I actually don't know, but in order to give them confidence, I was very full of words and said nothing, but you should be careful when you go in, wrap it tightly, and don't hang anything. When I said that, someone immediately stood up, the guide, the remaining subordinates of Ma Haibo and two soldiers. I asked them to bring some glutinous rice. A few of them went into the hole, and the rest stayed outside to clean up the scene. Ma Haibo commanded and asked me after a while, was it true that the short mule that had been talking about Luo Fu'an's body? Is there really such messy things in the world?

I said angrily, is that a fool? Have you seen it?

Even though I said so, I actually didn't feel good. Things are terrifying because of their mystery. I don't know why the short mule can speak, nor do I understand what it is about. It's so ridiculous. But the gloomy chill in my heart made me a little irritable and uneasy, and I always feel like I'm being plotted against.

In the cold weather, the wind blew, I couldn't stay naked all the time. No one prepared an extra set of clothes. Although there were three people lying silently on the ground, they didn't have to wear them, but I didn't have any idea to disturb the deceased. I put my clothes on and put them on again. When I smelled it, I wanted to vomit. But I held back. Compared to the smell, the numbness and it made me feel even more uncomfortable. It was not a solution. The method records that poisonous insects must have good medicine. A little soldier accompanied me, so I asked him to go around the thousand-year-old ancient tree with me. Finally, I found the existence of dragon fern in the meadow to the west. I quickly asked him to pick more, use stones to tear out the grass and apply the spoiled grass balls on his body.

Dragon fern has a yin nature, broad-leaf serrated teeth, green with luster, detoxification, and has miraculous effects on the treatment of snake and insect bites.

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

After applying it, I felt cold all over my body, and the burning sensation of insect poison immediately subsided a lot. I looked at the dragon fern in my hand and thought of the past of subduing the golden silkworm Gu. At that time, it was a nightmare in my life, but how could I have thought that I missed this fat insect a little now. When will it wake up?

If it was there at this moment, I wouldn't have to be so sad if I lay on my wound and sucked.

Ma Haibo was calling me over there, and I went back with the armed police soldiers. I saw Captain Wu and the others had already left the hole. Officer Liu, who was poisoned by the corpse, was placed flat on the ground, with a black face. I asked if he had used glutinous rice to remove the poison. Someone said it had been pulled, but it was useless. When I saw that the tooth mark had already scabbed, I squatted down, picked the scab open with a knife, and let the black blood flow out, and then found glutinous rice to apply. After a while, his face improved a lot. He touched his nails, which were not sharp and did not turn black.

I then breathed a long sigh and said it was okay, but I just lost a lot of blood. I would go back and replenish it.

Captain Wu and Ma Haibo gathered together to take stock of today's results. When Captain Wu and the others came out, the insects had indeed dispersed, just like before, silently leaving only the corpses on the ground and the dead short mules. They dragged out the corpses of the short mules, inside and outside, a total of eighteen, neatly placed on the flat ground not far away. Someone was taking photos and investigating and collecting evidence.

The battle today was remarkable, but in fact the losses were also great. Four people died: armed police soldier Hu Youran, Xiao Dong, Li Decai and the village secretary Wang. The remaining people were injured and frightened, and they were still in a state of mind. In this way, the two leading teams would definitely be punished when they returned. Especially Captain Wu, although he didn't say much, I knew he was in a bad mood.

After discussing for a while, I decided to take the corpse back. There were too many short mules and I could only carry four. The others were not in the mood to bury them, so I put them in the cave first and cleaned them up another day. Everyone got together and finally got 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 landed behind the team. Ma Haibo was next to me, carrying Xiao Dong's body, and asked me what was going on in the cave. Captain Wu said it was strange. Was it made of a short mule?

I said it was useless to ask me, and I was also surprised. The stone table was very strange. No bats inside dared to approach. The internal organs were dry and weathered, but they were not swallowed by snakes, insects, rats and ants. I stood there and felt very uncomfortable. Is it a ritual of sacrifice? Or something else...

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

I pressed my stomach and found that the poison in the poison had gradually dissipated. I said, "What do you think?" He said, "Is it a gulp?" Why are others asymptomatic?" I said that old man, maybe he is an enemy of mine. When I go back, take him with me and poison him. No, it should be a dangerous substance. You can do it. He looked at me and asked if he really wanted to do it. I nodded and said that people have already forced this. If I don't fight back, I really think I'm easy to bully? Of course, I'm not instructing you. I'm just reporting the case. Just enforce the law impartially.

We returned the same way, and the atmosphere was very silent along the way. The three corpses and the little warrior Hu Youran, who stayed in the cave, were like a mountain, pressing heavily on everyone's heart. The sky was gloomy, like an angry old British woman. Everyone except for not speaking, the only thing they did was to look at me with surprise from time to time. Why? I was swept by these faint eyes, thought carefully, and finally came up with an answer:

They thought to themselves, why is this hairy yet not dead?

After being bitten by so many poisonous insects, the toxins in my body were enough to let dozens of people go, but I was not dead and staggered. Ma Haibo cut down a small tree and made a crutch for me. I leaned on it, and my body was covered with green grass juice, which emitted a burst of green bitterness, sad and miserable, and looked declining. The wounds on my body were swollen before, but now they have disappeared. I can't tell whether it was the Golden Silkworm Gu or the Dragon Fern Grass. Sometimes I wonder, isn't this fat insect afraid of Dragon Fern Grass?

I'm full, can I wake it up?

But it was useless, and the sound of calling it was still sinking into the sea, and she was sleeping soundly.

At around 5 pm, we finally walked out of the forest and saw the eaves of a family's pine bark. From a distance, I saw a person smoking dry tobacco on the haystack. The sky was dark, and the wooden house and the world next to us became hazy, so the spark was particularly bright.

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

Unfortunately, I am still alive.

I told Ma Haibo and Captain Wu and others not to go there first, I will meet my colleague. Captain Wu was a little confused, but Ma Haibo knew my identity as a gu raising man, nodded and said be careful, go. I said this is nonsense, can you defend yourself with a gun? He said no, give it to me, I am illegal, and he is too. I can say that it is not an environmentally friendly bag, it is always packed, are you tired? I sorted out my appearance, like a groom attending a wedding, walking towards the opponent in front of me.

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

The wind blows.

Blue smoke curled.

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