When Yin Bing was worried about how to complete the task for Xingze, Yin Bing found that everything around him was still, which felt very familiar to him, but he didn't expect that this Xingze really didn't like to talk and explain, so he did it directly.

However, to Yin Bing's surprise, Xingze did not deal with the villagers, he quickly opened the lid of the coffin and inspected the condition of the corpse. Sure enough, as the village chief Niu said, there were no obvious injuries on the corpse, the skin of the corpse was purple, the lips were black, and it looked like it was poisoned.

Yin Bing found that he had also sped up so that time seemed to stand still, but he had accelerated by three or five seconds, and Xingze's time was obviously much longer than his. And his movements are also very fast, lifting the lid of the coffin, checking the body, covering it, and then the next one, this set of actions he does smoothly and very quickly.

Two coffins were checked, and the third coffin was opened and closed with the lid after only one look, and the remaining two were completely unmoved. The noise sounded, everything returned to normal order, and people were still rushing to hold the lid of the coffin, but Xingze turned around and left the courtyard in a dashing manner.

The villagers behind him were a little baffled, but they saw that Xingze was walking in the direction of the village chief's house, so some people guessed that he must have moved the rescue soldiers and asked the village chief to support him for an autopsy. Immediately, a villager shouted at his back: "It's useless for you to go to the village chief, we won't let you be disrespectful to the dead!"

"Liar!"

As if he hadn't heard, Xingze walked unhurriedly towards the village chief's house. Village Chief Niu was drying grain in the yard at the moment, and when he saw Xingze coming back, he immediately patted the ashes on his body and greeted him.

"How's it going, mage, do you see anything?"

Xingze nodded and said, "It's a butterfly." ”

"What?!" the village chief clearly didn't believe his ears.

"Butterflies have mutated through radiation, and the cave you went to is a Japanese biological weapons research laboratory, and this butterfly has been modified by them. When they leave, they deliberately leave the cocoon, and when the cocoon sees the light, the larvae inside wake up from their slumber and break out of the cocoon, and their bodies have poisonous powder on them, and they will be poisoned to death after being contaminated. ”

Village Chief Niu listened to Xingze's words, and was stunned for a while, before he stomped his feet and scolded: "These little devils of dog days are really not as good as beasts, they are all out of the way and will harm us!"

After scolding, Village Chief Niu put on a smiling face again, "Archmage, I didn't see that you are really capable at a young age! Let me ask: What is a mutation, how can a small butterfly kill people? And those little devils have also been gone for several years, how can the butterflies they made at that time survive until now? What should I do now?"

Yin Bing admires this old village chief who is incarnated as a hundred thousand whys, although he is old, his thinking is still very rigorous, and the questions he asks are all on the point, but it is estimated that he explained it to him, and he may not understand it.

"Well, it was the Japanese soldiers who researched a kind of ghost butterfly, which was sealed in a hole in the ground and fell into a deep sleep. You open the hole in the ground, and the butterfly will wake up and come out to harm people. They are very afraid of light, they dare not fly out during the day, they can only come out at night, you tell the villagers to close the doors and windows, and I will find a way to gather them all and destroy them tonight. ”

"Oh, I understand this time. Archmage, it would be great if you could destroy them! I'm going to tell the people in the village to stay at home when it's dark, and don't come out and hang around! Oh, no, Archmage, that's what I told them, but it's still one dead after another!"

"You tell them to seal the doors and windows so that there are no gaps, for there is a fist-sized hole in the window of the family of five who died yesterday, and that's where the Ghost Butterfly should have entered. ”

"Alas!" the village chief sighed, "now our life is not easy, every family is too poor, no house is a house, and I don't know when this battle will last." ”

"Let them find some straw and rags to seal the doors and windows first, after all, human lives are at stake,...... The days will get better and better in the future!"

Yin Bing found that Xingze was not so cool and rigid, after he put high-tech things in the cloak of feudal superstition, everyone's acceptance was much higher all of a sudden. Xingze walked towards the small broken temple again and arranged it inside.

Yin Bing also had some doubts in his heart at the moment, such as why didn't he go to find those butterflies who were hiding now, and if he found them at this time and threw them directly into the sun, wouldn't they die! Why did he have to wait until the night when those butterflies had regained their ability to move before killing them?

Yin Bing was full of questions, and followed Yin Bing to run around. Everyone in the village has been notified by the village chief, and after listening to the village chief tell the ins and outs of the matter, everyone can't help but be nervous and worried, and they have asked the village chief if this young student is reliable?

The village chief said: "You will know if you are reliable or not tonight, you must seal the doors and windows tonight as I said." That's a ghost butterfly, drill when you see a crack, hurry back to block the window, there is nothing to make up at home, come to my house and go back with some straw. It's all gone!"

It was already dark when Xingze was done, and he sealed the small ruined temple with stones and mud, leaving only a barely usable door open.

Soon it was dark, and the village was dead silent, with the houses closed, not even a little light, and the whole village suddenly became gloomy.

Xing Ze was not affected by this terrifying atmosphere in the slightest, and walked around the village a few times leisurely, Yin Bing knew that he was going from house to house to check if there were any loopholes, and at the same time, he was also waiting for those mutated killer butterflies to appear. Suddenly, Xingze stopped, and then Yin Bing saw that there seemed to be a golden thread in the sky in the distance moving towards this side.

When the golden thread was close, Yin Bing saw that it was not a golden thread, but just the gold patterns on the purple butterflies, the patterns on their wings were like golden eyes, and with the shaking of the butterfly's wings, it seemed to come to life, exuding a breathtaking and bewitching atmosphere, which made people can't help but stop and watch, and even want to reach out to touch it.

At least that's how Yin Bing felt when he saw a butterfly, but Xingze pulled out a dagger and cut his finger, and Yin Bing saw a string of blood beads slashing through the air. The butterflies in the air are like hounds that see their prey, and they all fly in the direction of Xingzawa. Closing the distance, Yin Bing finally saw that with the shaking of the butterfly's wings, a lot of purple-gold dust quietly fell in the air.

Xingze pulled up the square scarf around his neck and covered his mouth and nose. Then he raised his hand and ran in the direction of the small broken temple, looking back from time to time to see if the butterflies had followed, and if there were butterflies flying somewhere else, he would stroke his fingers again and lead the butterflies with his own blood.

Soon the butterflies came to the door of the small broken temple, they smelled Xingze's sweet smell of blood in the broken temple, so they flew in in a nest, and when the last butterfly flew into the small broken temple, Xingze suddenly turned out from behind the door and closed the temple door tightly.