"Tweet ......"

In the dim and silent tomb, a childish and soft cry suddenly sounded, what a terrifying thing, all the people resting in the tomb were awakened, and several people in charge of guarding quickly took out their weapons.

It's just that the thing only let out a soft scream, and then there was no sound, Si'er took the wolf's eye flashlight and shone it on the right side of the tomb, the light of the flashlight hit far away, and the end was dim, there was no abnormality, and Ah Jun on the other side also shone it with a flashlight, and suddenly let out a "ha" exclamation, and a swift shadow flew past the side of his face, and then, fluttering its gorgeous wings, stopped in the middle of them, it was the colorful phoenix-tailed butterfly that tore apart with the zongzi in the tomb.

Now that the zongzi is gone, the phoenix-tailed butterfly has caught up, and the tearing one has taken it self-evident, so the danger factor of this little butterfly is more dangerous than that of the zongzi.

Fengzi's hand silently stretched out to the back of his waist, and slowly pulled out the □□ hanging on the armed belt, and then, the knife pulled out a slit, and the phoenix-tailed butterfly that fluttered its wings flashed, and it flew in front of Fengzi, the butterfly wings were wide open, and the original gorgeous colors quickly converged, and it turned into red and angry eyes, everyone was startled, Fengzi's eyes shrank, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was released.

The red and angry eyes on the butterfly's wings faded like a bone steak, and turned back to their original dazzling, this time no one dared to move, the phoenix tail butterfly flapped its wings and swayed in front of Fengzi, and one fell suddenly, flying towards the bloody Chen puppy who fell aside.

Everyone here knows that this tomb butterfly is very demonic and can suck blood, and this phoenix-tailed butterfly is obviously about to eat, but now who can take care of the half-dead Chen puppy, they are ready to wait for the butterfly to eat, and they will flee for their lives.

The one who knew that the phoenix-tailed butterfly was above the Chen puppy, and a beautiful gliding flew around him, and flew directly to the knife and the single bell lying on the ground.

The knife is very alert, and he has opened his eyes when everyone wakes up, but the paralysis on his body has not faded at all, except for his eyes, he can't even move a finger, and now he sees the phoenix-tailed butterfly flying over, and the cold hair on his back has exploded.

In the extreme tension of the knife, the phoenix-tailed butterfly didn't even shake him, flew over his head, and then circled around the single bell beside him that was still closed with his eyes closed, high and low, as if it wanted to fall.

Shan Xiao watched the butterfly fly around on his son, clutching Chu Yishu's clothes tightly, if this butterfly dared to suck his son's blood, even if it could win the terrible dry corpse, he would not hesitate to pounce on him and shoot him to death.

At this time, Shan Ling's long eyelashes with his eyes closed trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, Shan Xiao took a breath and said softly: "Xiao Ling, you must not move." ”

Even though he knew that his son's body couldn't move now, Shan Xiao couldn't help but remind him.

The phoenix-tailed butterfly didn't know if it saw Shan Ling open his eyes, the butterfly wings fluttered faster, and after two turns, it landed directly on the tip of Shan Ling's nose.

Shan Ling's nose is not quite similar to Shan Xiao's, it is more upright, but the lines are rounded, and it looks more three-dimensional and good-looking, it should be like his mother, at this moment the colorful butterfly falls on it, the picture is really beautiful like a painting, but if the butterfly is not the kind of tomb that will suck blood, and the lethality is more than that of a zongzi, that kind of person will definitely take out his mobile phone and take a picture of this picture.

Chu suddenly looked at the little butterfly that suddenly stopped on the tip of Shan Ling's nose, his face sank, he turned sideways, let Shan Xiao cover up, touched his back waist with his hand, and pulled out an inch-long silver needle.

Although this butterfly is dangerous, he will never watch Shan Xiao's son be hurt and make him sad.

Shan Ling's eyes on the ground turned slightly, and when he saw the silver needle between Chu Yi's fingers, his lips moved slightly: "Uncle Su, don't ......"

He was able to speak, and then he found that the paralyzing sensation in his body was gradually dissipating, and his body was slowly regaining strength.

Everyone was shocked, because the knife was still lying there, except for the rolling of his eyes, his fingers couldn't move, let alone speak, and Shan Ling was able to speak now, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the phoenix-tailed butterfly.

The phoenix-tailed butterfly has not moved since it landed on the tip of the single bell's nose, and if you look carefully, you can only see a pair of pale red tentacles on its head swaying slightly, and you can pierce the flesh and blood-sucking mouthparts and roll up, not sucking blood.

After a while, the phoenix-tailed butterfly finally moved, its wings were one, and the brilliant color actually began to change, turning black, with a little golden markings on it, and it flew up with its wings, but it also blinked, and then sat up, and the phoenix-tailed butterfly circled around him twice, and then landed on his shoulder and did not move.

Could it be that this phoenix-tailed butterfly just stopped on the tip of Shan Ling's nose, which relieved him of the paralyzing feeling on his body?

"Little bell ......" Shan Xiao looked at the little butterfly on his son's shoulder that was motionless like an ornament, took a deep breath, and then leaned over, and then, the phoenix-tailed butterfly still didn't understand, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, I'm fine." Turning his head to look at the phoenix butterfly on his shoulder, the little butterfly seemed to feel that Shan Ling was looking at him, and the pale red antennae on his head moved, which was very cute.

This should be the butterfly he saw in his dream, the child who was exactly the same as when he was a child, and the man named You, who raised it together, but it was ......

"Little, small, little bell, you can move, what about the knife!!" Si'er trembled to the side of the knife, stretched out his hand and poked, looking at the little butterfly on Shan Ling's shoulder.

Obviously, to relieve the paralyzing feeling, that strange little butterfly is the antidote.

Hearing this, Shan Ling turned his head to see that he was still lying on the ground, with a pair of eyes open, looking at himself pitifully...... The knife of the phoenix-tailed butterfly on his shoulder turned his head to look at the little butterfly with pale red tentacles on his shoulder.

In a flash, the phoenix-tailed butterfly was gone, and when Shan Ling turned his head to look, he saw the black and gold butterfly wings fluttering on the face of the knife, and then it flashed and disappeared, followed by a scream of the knife's "woo", and the body shrank and jumped, as if the stomach was hit by something.

Before everyone had time to react, the phoenix-tailed butterfly had already returned to Shan Ling's shoulder, and it hadn't even changed its position, so everyone thought it should have been dazzled just now, right?

However, the knife can really move, holding his stomach and shrinking on the ground, painful tears are about to spurt out, and the paralysis on his body is really slowly fading, but the way to lift it is too violent, compared with Shan Ling, it is completely different.

It's just that who dares to shout at the phoenix-tailed butterfly, people's combat effectiveness is off the charts, and a butterfly wing can fan people away.

The phoenix-tailed butterfly stopped on Shan Ling's shoulder, like a decoration, motionless, Shan Xiao leaned over to send compressed dry food to his son, the little butterfly spread its wings and actually flew to his head, startling him, a little afraid to move, Chu Yi frowned when he saw this, stretched out his hand, and the butterfly wings moved again, and actually flew down on his fingers, gentle and pure like a pet.

Seeing that, the others were no longer so afraid, Si'er and Ah Jun had always liked to join in the fun, seeing that the butterflies were so gentle and harmless, they leaned over, and Ah Jun reached out to poke the little butterfly on Chu Yi's finger.

I didn't know that my fingers hadn't been poked before, and my jaw hurt, as if I had been punched, and I fell back to the ground.

It is proved that this little butterfly is not gentle and harmless, and it is cautious to approach it, except for Shan Ling, Shan Xiao and Chu Yiyu, everyone else may be attacked if they are close, so within a radius of one meter from the three of them, no one dares to step in.

"The butterflies in this tomb are wicked." Ah Jun covered his chin, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"It's not scientific, if this butterfly thinks that the little bell is good and doesn't attack the little bell, then Mr. Shan is the father of the little bell, and he can be regarded as loving the house and Wu, why, the boss doesn't attack when he leans over?" Si'er came over, and then was glared at by Chu's sudden gloomy gaze, and quickly covered his mouth.

The old ghost sitting on the side coughed, then ate a piece of compressed dry food, and said, "Taste." ”

"Huh??" The crowd was puzzled.

"When I went up the mountain, Assi said that you can't shoot animals with a gun on the mountain, and you can't use your hands, because the smell of blood will attract butterflies, and this phoenix-tailed butterfly is the same, Xiao Ling should have a certain smell on his body that makes him feel close, so it tore up with the zongzi and kept up, giving Xiao Ling a sense of paralysis, and Mr. Shan is Xiao Ling's father, and he also has the same smell as Xiao Ling, so Mr. Shan will not be attacked if he gets close, and our grandfather ......."

Everyone's eyes turned to Chu Yishu, full of curiosity, if according to the old ghost, Shan Xiao and Shan Ling are father and son, then the little butterfly will not attack, then it is still said in the past, but what is the matter with their grandfather, can't the little bell also be the son of their grandfather, so thinking about it, everyone trembled together, it was too terrifying.

Their joking words were not deliberately lowered, Shan Ling listened and laughed, Chu suddenly glared at them with a gloomy gaze, and Shan Xiao's face was a little gloomy, and his hands were clenched tightly.

"Mr. Shan, what's wrong with you? The face is not very good. Dashun and his son sat on the side and listened to them, and when they turned their heads, they saw Shan Xiao's face lowered, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Hearing Da Shun's words, Chu Yishu and Shan Ling both turned their faces, and both of them had a deep concern on their faces.

"Daddy?"

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Chu looked at Shan Xiao's face suddenly, it was indeed a little bad.

Shan Xiao put away his gloomy feelings, glanced at his son and Chu for a moment, showed an expression that was even more ugly than crying, and said, "No, I'm fine, I just feel a little tired." ”

Chu leaned over suddenly, stretched out his hand to put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Then you lean on me and sleep again, let's rest here for a while, and when we find the main tomb, if there is something in it that can lift the curse, we will take it and leave." ”

"Yes, yes, Dad, you can sleep with Uncle Su for a while." Shan Ling leaned over, and the phoenix butterfly wings on his shoulders opened and closed slightly.

Shan Xiao glanced at Chu for a moment, then closed his eyes, and his heart trembled slightly.

He felt that the old ghost and Ah Jun were not wrong in their jokes, the phoenix-tailed butterfly was the first to approach Xiao Ling, and then he and Chu Yishu, but he was very resistant to the approach of others, that was because Shan Ling was his and Chu Yisu's......