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Or a kind of aggregate of spiritual things.

This kind of spiritual creature is very peculiar, it has no spiritual sense alone, but when it is aggregated, it clearly shows spiritual intelligence, and it becomes something like an intelligent creature.

It's like going from a single cell to a mammal, but without the evolutionary process, which is very interesting.

And this kind of spiritual creature seems to have a very powerful corrosive effect on the human soul, it can easily infect the soul and make it lose its mind, like losing the soul, if it weren't for Yang Fan's quick move, after a while, the middle-aged man will definitely have a soul full of holes, and completely become one of those hundreds of people.

"Soul worms?"

casually snuffed out this mass of things, and Yang Fan found some interesting things from it, such as the name of this thing, which was actually called Soul Insect.

And Yang Fan also roughly knew its function, it turned out to be the soul that devoured human beings.

Yang Fan has also seen similar things in the Heavenly Spirit World, either they are naturally raised demon insects, or they are monsters specially raised by the Demon Sect to plot against others, and it is really rare to see such a strange so-called soul insect that needs to be aggregated to take effect.

However, when the world is big, there will be anything, and Yang Fan only showed a slight hint of discoloration, so it is not surprising.

This kind of soul insect is a bit weird, and it can't be guarded against, but it is nothing to Yang Fan, that is, Lei Yin True Monarch and Emei Ancestor, it seems that they are not unusual, it seems that they are those ordinary mortals, so they can't resist it.

Yang Fan felt that these soul insects were interesting, so he casually grabbed a ball from the top of one person's head.

This is a Chinese man in a gray-green military uniform of the sixties and seventies, who looks no more than fifty years old, wears a pair of black-rimmed eyes, a scruffy beard, and sparse hair combed forward, looking very characteristic of the intellectuals of that era.

Yang Fan didn't want to save him, because he knew that these people were no longer saved, it was completely out of interest, and he just found someone to do the experiment, but what surprised him a little was that when he caught the soul worm in his head, this person actually woke up quickly at an unimaginable speed.

"Who are you? Xiao Liu, Xiao Tang, where are you?"

As soon as he woke up, he saw a few strangely dressed people standing in front of him, who took a few steps back defensively, and asked with caution.

If it weren't for the fact that they were wearing Taoist robes and ancient costumes similar to ancient times that were familiar to all Chinese people, this person might have immediately shouted to arrest the spies.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Tang, what's wrong with you? Xiao Li, Lao Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Turning his face, the man noticed familiar faces dressed about the same as him, only to run over to find that they didn't seem to be doing well, as if they had lost their souls.

"What's going on? What did you do to them?"

This person said almost angrily, eager to pull Yang Fan's clothes.

"Uh, that, old man, you misunderstood, it was actually Senior Yang who saved you, don't mess up and wronged people, by the way, who are you?"

The middle-aged driver stood up at the right time, and in the face of this situation, he was actually a little confused.

"You saved me, and who am I?...... Oh, I can't remember, who am I? Who am I?"

When asked by the middle-aged driver, the man quickly squatted down in pain with his head in his hands, as if he had amnesia.

"That, old man, don't worry, think slowly. ”

The middle-aged driver hurriedly comforted, and glanced at Yang Fan a little disapprehensively.

"Senior Yang, what now?"

The middle-aged driver asked in a low voice, in the face of this kind of thing, he really didn't have any idea at all.

Seeing that the middle-aged man completely ignored him, a cold color appeared in the eyes of Lei Yin Zhenjun on the side, but it was fleeting and quickly converged.

Yang Fan noticed it, but he didn't care, and said to him, "Let's take a look." ”

Yang Fan didn't know what to do for a while, originally according to his speculation, this person should not be able to live anymore, but the result was diametrically opposed to his speculation, which was really strange.

"No, don't you have anything special on you, like an amulet or something!"

Yang Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed and asked.

The man was stunned, raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan in horror.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand it at all, it's all feudal superstition, how can I have feudal superstition. ”

This person's reaction was undoubtedly beyond Yang Fan's expectations, and his brows were furrowed.

The middle-aged driver seemed to remember something, and interjected on the side: "Old man, don't be afraid, the Cultural Revolution is over." ”

"Hmm, what are you talking about? The Cultural Revolution is over, when is it over, tell me quickly!"

The man stood up on the ground, looking excited and unbelieving, and rushed over.

"Well, the Cultural Revolution ended a long time ago, in 1976. ”

Grabbed by this person's arm, the middle-aged man was embarrassed and helpless and quickly explained.

"The year 1976 is over? What year is it now? Which chief is the chairman, or is it the chairman of Mao?"

The man asked again.

The middle-aged driver coughed dryly and said: "It's not Mao Boss for a long time, Mao Boss died in 1976, and this year is 2017, and the Boss has changed several times." ”

"What? It's already 2017, it's impossible!"

It seems that this time period of 2017 has given him too much stimulation, and the man's expression has changed again and again, and he is almost hysterical in the end.

"How is that possible? How is this possible? You lied to me, you must lie to me, tell me if you lied to me, you are definitely lying to me. ”

The man looked crazy and grabbed the middle-aged driver's hand, if it weren't for his own strength was not bad, he would have to break his wrist.

"Haha, I see, you must be lying to me, you all want to lie to me, you goddamn dog agents, tell you, I won't give in, you don't want anything from me. ”

The man said loudly, with a determined look on his face.

Yang Fan was speechless, Lei Yin Zhenjun also turned his head, as if he didn't see it, Emei Ancestor snorted coldly, and said: "You don't know what to do, when did we become dog spies, tell you, listen to me, this year is 2017, believe it or not." ”

If it weren't for the fact that he was a Chinese and a junior, Emei Ancestor would have been eager to slap him a few times, his mouth was really lacking in morality, and he dared to scold her.

"You said you didn't lie to me? I was born in 1931, if it was 2017, wouldn't I have become a person with half a neck almost in the ground? ”

This person was quite stubborn, he didn't take Emei Ancestor's words to heart at all, and even glanced at her with contempt, almost not mad Emei Ancestor.

"You...... Hmph, I'm too lazy to meet you in general. ”

Emei Old Ancestor flicked his sleeves, turned his face away angrily, and didn't bother to take care of it anymore.

"Old man, Senior Huo is really right, this year is really 2017, don't believe me to show you. ”

The middle-aged driver performed his duties as a firefighter very well, and besides, if he didn't stand up at this time, who would stand up? Hurriedly took out the mobile phone on his body and said to him: "Old man, look at this thing, this thing is called a mobile phone, just like the phone of your time, but the current mobile phone is much more convenient than your phone, and you can carry it with you." ”

The middle-aged man had no choice, so he had to try to explain to him the purpose and different functions of the mobile phone, and even put a video stored in the mobile phone of last year's National Day military parade, until after watching the video, the man hugged his head and cried with a dazed and decadent face.