I was amazed: the belly of a moth can grow the appearance of a human face?

The old lama nodded, mumbled, and said, "This is where the witchcraft of returning to the soul is powerful." The ancient soldiers of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info went out on the battlefield and died on the battlefield, and most of the time the corpses were left unattended. Either bury it on the spot, or rot and stink on the spot, and then some army wizards came up with this method, which can make a promise before the battle, and turn into a moth after death. But when the war came, there were no eyes for knives and guns, there were many dead and wounded, and if everyone turned into moths, it would be impossible to identify who was their family, so this is the power of the soul return technique, turning into a ghost-faced moth, and having the opportunity to return to their hometown in the future, they can also find their relatives.

I was secretly shocked, thinking that this kind of witchcraft must be unthinkable, if it hadn't been for the old lama telling me. I could never have imagined it.

"Then looking at the number of these ghost-faced moths, there were quite a few rebels who came to Tianshan to look for the Renwang Jing at that time, right?" I asked tentatively, and I didn't think the old lama would necessarily answer me, and it might be a sore spot in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the old lama did not shy away from it, he said: Not only are there a lot, almost all the rebels who are in rebellion have all united, among which there is the White Lotus Sect, which is famous for its animal creation skills, they are delusional to find the human king scripture and use this mysterious power to revert time and space. Go back to the time of the initial uprising and overthrow the Qing court again.

In fact, I don't have a good impression of the ladies in the Qing Dynasty, the closure of the country brought about economic regression, a good opportunity for the industrial revolution, but it was thrown away by the Queen Mother Lafayette.

I said: If it were me, I would like them to find the Book of Kings and overthrow the Qing Dynasty by reversing time and space.

The old lama smiled and said: "It is not necessarily better for the rebellious army to sit down, and governance without culture will bring more suffering to the people."

I said, "What now?" What should we do? Where's the Ice Snake?

The old lama said, "The ice snake is in the cave of the mountain wall above us." If we want to find the ice snake, we have to find a way to get out, but now there are too many ghost face moths to get out for a while.

"Will the ghost-faced moth disperse on its own?" I stared at those ghost-faced moths, but I didn't expect these ghost-faced moths to lie on the window one by one at the moment, as if they had a psychological sense. Look inside.

It's so close. I saw clearly that on the abdomen of these ghost-faced moths, there were indeed human faces!

The human face was clearly visible, some with their eyes open, some with their eyes closed, but on the belly of a moth the size of a finger's belly, the outline of the facial features on a person's face was completely revealed, and it was very clear!

I gasped and was secretly shocked, the people who were able to create such witchcraft were not idle people!

My grandfather had three brothers in his family, the eldest and the second were arrested when they were young, and left their hometown in their early twenties, never coming back.

"Hey, which battlefield might you have died on..."

If there was this kind of homesickness in the army at that time, at least it would allow the family to take a second look at their relatives. Unfortunately, under the selfish and conservative notion that this witchcraft has long been lost.

We didn't know what to do, when suddenly there was a clicking sound at the window, and when we looked up, we saw that because of the number of ghost-faced moths, they were lying on the window at the moment, and the wooden window was about to collapse.

"It's over!" I yelled and took two steps back.

It's not a shadow or a beast, I have a pistol and a charm to deal with, and I really don't know what to do with these so many ghost-faced moths.

The old lama's face was also cloudy, but he seemed much more stable than me, but he just stood there and stared at the door and window without saying a word.

There was only a layer of paper pasted on the doors and windows, very thin, and after those ghost-faced moths lay on the windows, they quickly bit the window paper, and at this moment they squeezed into the windows.

There was also a banging sound outside the wooden door, and at the moment when the wooden door and window collapsed, the old lama shouted: Stand behind me!

Thousands of ghost-faced moths, like a long blue dragon in the Haohan galaxy, swarmed in from the doors and windows. At this moment, my heart was cold, and I felt that I might be thrown into this Tianshan Mountain.

Unexpectedly, after the ghost-faced moth poured into the house, it just circled back and forth, and did not do evil or hurt anyone, nor did it bite the two of us.

The old lama stood still and said nothing, and I stood behind the old lama, and suddenly, this group of ghost-faced moths circled into a circle, surrounding the old lama, and flew quietly.

The old lama suddenly clasped his hands together and said with emotion: "It turns out that you all remember me?"

The group of ghost-faced moths continued to fly around the old lama, and the old lama said incoherently excitedly: Plugs? Pigtail? Old donkey? Are you all there?

The old lama became more and more excited, and at this moment he couldn't help but spread his hands into the void, and the group of ghost-faced moths slowly fell into the palm of the old lama's hand, and the old lama kept saying excitedly as if he had met a friend he hadn't seen for many years. Throw He Zhuangba.

"You were so miserable back then..."

"Bolt, after you died, I sent my junior brother to see the old lady in your family, and gave her some silver taels, saying that you are all right."

"Old donkey, your daughter is married, married into a famous family, and she is doing well, don't worry about it."

As he spoke, the old lama burst into tears, his tone trembled, and he couldn't help but shed tears. And the blue ghost-faced moth that filled the house also slowed down, and at this moment it seemed to be floating in mid-air, like countless starlight.

"Okay, okay, I'm all right, are you all okay?" Two teardrops slipped down the old lama's face again, and several ghost-faced moths slowly flew to the old lama's face and gently wiped away the tears on the old lama's face with their wings.

I stood behind the old lama, deeply shocked, at this moment I only felt that the old lama's withered figure was so majestic.

The old lama and the thousands of blue ghost-faced moths were like old friends, and I don't know how long it took to catch up with the ghost-faced moths before they slowly flew away.

When the blue light in the room disappeared and plunged back into darkness, the old lama howled and cried, like a child, and could no longer hold back his emotions.

I patted the old lama on the shoulder, I didn't know what to say, the old lama sobbed and said: That plug is only twelve years old, and the three brothers in the family have died in the war, and he has been thinking about his seventy-year-old mother...

I sighed, patted the old lama on the shoulder gently, and said, "Senior monk, when you were supervising the work, you must have been very good to them, right?" Otherwise, they will harm you today.

The old lama nodded and said: I don't dare to say good, at least I don't beat them, I don't scold them, there are a few younger ones, often hungry, I will secretly share some of my dry food with them, but unfortunately, they all died in the Tianshan Mountains, hey...

A thousand words, in the end, fell silent in this heavy sigh.

I feel that the corners of my eyes are a little moist, and I wipe the corners of my eyes quietly at the moment, some people have been unknown all their lives, unknown and incomprehensible by the world, but what they do can be sung forever.

"Senior monk, now that you can't leave the Tianshan Mountains, do you have unfulfilled wishes?" I'm a stupid person, and I'm also a poor dick, so I may not be able to help the old lama. But if I can leave the Tianshan Mountains, maybe I can help the monk fulfill his wish and let him let go of his wish.

The old lama wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve again, and showed a long-lost smile on his face, and said: I firmly believe that there are always many good people and few bad people in this world, I have no wishes, the only wish is that you can get out alive, you are upright, and the ghost eye falls on you, I can rest assured.

It suddenly occurred to me that a friend of a moral man like the old lama would not be a treacherous villain, and I think that Lao Zu must not be a bad guy, maybe he is highly skilled and disdainful of explaining anything to the younger generations, or maybe he is cold and never talks too much nonsense, so he mistakenly thinks that he is an out-and-out villain.

Think about it carefully, from the first time I saw the ancestor, until now, it seems that he has never done anything hurtful, or something very out of line, he beat the second master, beat the uncle in the suit, but he didn't kill him, maybe this has long been in his consideration.

The old lama returned his wish, and at this moment he looked up to the sky and sighed, and he was at ease, and he said: Abu, let's go, I will take you to find the ice snake, I have a hunch, you must be the one who can make the ice snake dance.