Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Land of Sacrifice Appears as a Mandrill
This is the reason why the essence in his body is consumed, and the transformation of soul power is released.
Beads of sweat flowed down Liu Xiaoqiang's forehead, and the continuous chanting made the green tendons on his forehead pop out, and a trace of blood secreted from his mouth from time to time.
Except for the bright eyes as before, I'm afraid no one can recognize this person as Liu Xiaoqiang.
What kind of force is it that sustains him to continue.
It was the numb gaze of the people in the village, the children who were waiting to be fed, and the old people who had endured human suffering, chatting and grinning from time to time while doing needlework in the sun.
Those old people are only in their forties, and they are already equivalent to old aunts and aunts in their seventies in China.
The meaning of the existence of Gu witches is to protect their clansmen from harm and multiply.
To put it mildly, what Gu witches protect is people.
They absorb people's seven emotions and six desires, and at the same time, they also have to give and give.
Although these people are dark-skinned, they are also human.
If Liu Xiaoqiang knew that Lu Dao would encounter these damn things, he wouldn't go this way if he was killed.
That way you won't see it, and you won't leave a shadow in your heart, and then witchcraft won't be able to move forward.
But if you do, what else can you do?
I don't know how long the road has been held, the overwhelming buzz is still there, Liu Xiaoqiang is already like an old man who is about to enter the wood, and when he is dizzy, there is a blood-red locust about the size of a fist flying in front of Liu Xiaoqiang, Liu Xiaoqiang knows that the road is done.
"." Although he was dizzy and his limbs were weak, Liu Xiaoqiang felt that some of the burdens in his body were gone, as long as he absorbed enough soul power, his accessible body was enough to make great progress in his witchcraft.
The profound memories of witchcraft in my brain may be unsealed again.
The experience between life and death is always the best catalyst for growth.
Liu Xiaoqiang, who was like being scooped up in water, felt that the lobes of his lungs seemed to be burning, gasping for breath, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, crushing many dead locusts, and the crackling sound sounded.
He was so tired that he wanted to sit down and get some rest.
However, this flying locust Gu did not let Liu Xiaoqiang go, and took the trouble to fly around Liu Xiaoqiang, stopping from time to time, burrowing into Liu Xiaoqiang's already white hair, and scratching Liu Xiaoqiang's forehead comfortably with its tentacles.
"Wait, wait for Lao Tzu to rest, I'll take a break."
Liu Xiaoqiang knew the meaning of this flying locust Gu, he really didn't expect that the flying locust Gu would surpass other Gu worms several times after it had wisdom, and this little guy was in a hurry to suck Liu Xiaoqiang's essence blood.
This is the last step.
Liu Xiaoqiang was helpless by this little guy, so he silently recited the charm, and a drop of essence blood was squeezed out.
The little guy couldn't wait to kiss and suck it clean, and his body emitted a ray of white light.
"Hmm!" Liu Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, and a chill rose from his tail vertebrae...... This Ten Thousand Gu Code was not recorded at all, because he felt that this Gu worm was actually fed, and the endless soul power was continuously transported to Liu Xiaoqiang's body through the body of the flying locust Gu, and the flying locusts in the sky waiting for his king's order fell desperately like dumplings, and the kind of red-headed and cyan body that fell to the ground was not the kind of red-headed and cyan body, but lost its luster, withered yellow and had no spirit, as if it had been dead for a long time.
After a breath, Liu Xiaoqiang has returned to his original appearance, a handsome young man, and then look at the corpses of the boss around him, Liu Xiaoqiang sighed.
Drink and peck ah.
If there had been no previous decision, there would have been no harvest at this time.
At the same time, he realized that the Ten Thousand Gu Code was not omnipotent, and the above records also had their limitations, for example, the Flying Locust Gu was able to feed back, and there had never been such a record.
Because African varieties are different? Or is it a different physique? There is also a possibility, which is the sudden mutation of the Gu worm itself.
Whatever the reason, this is hard to come by, and this is an infinite soul power supply device.
Liu Xiaoqiang was speechless in his heart and sighed.
It's a pity that this flying locust Gu can only exist for one day.
Fortunately, there is the existence of flying locust Gu, Liu Xiaoqiang ordered the flying locust Gu to stay away from the place where the Anderson Sangu people live, anyway, the African savannah has a strong recovery ability, the so-called drought locust plague, when I went out, I heard Anderson muttering that the rainy season is coming, and the living space of the locusts will gradually compress, or that there is enough food for them to multiply.
The lifespan of this creature is not long, it is only a season.
Seeing the humming sound in the sky gradually disappearing, Liu Xiaoqiang stretched his body and found that he did not feel overworked, and his spirit was also at his peak, so he continued on the road.
Lesotho is located in the highlands, belonging to the Kilimanjaro Mountains, in the village where the chief is located about five kilometers away there is a crater, I don't know whether the road is caused by the movement of the earth's crust or a meteorite in outer space, the pit is full of vines, and the two people can not hold together big trees can be seen everywhere.
The pit wall went down vertically, which was difficult for Liu Xiaoqiang, with the branches of the towering trees on the edge of the cliff, he was like an agile ape, three or two, and soon reached the bottom of the pit.
The bottom of the pit was slightly damp, and when you stepped down, it sank slightly, full of rotting leaves and fertile mud that had accumulated in the tunnel for an unknown period of time. With the shaking of Liu Xiaoqiang's steps, many small insects that felt the danger fled from the rotting leaves in a panic.
The dense vegetation makes the air circulation poor, with a smell of earth, in order to carry out photosynthesis, the branches of the big trees block the faint bright moonlight, and only a lot of African fireflies are Liu Xiaoqiang, an uninvited guest, flapping their wings and flying wildly, making Liu Xiaoqiang see clearly a little bit, and the insects suddenly stopped, making the forest look gloomy.
Liu Xiaoqiang recited the spell in his mouth, giving birth to two chaotic eyes.
Although he had the appearance of this Gu worm in his mind, he really saw the wriggling worm in his hand that was as transparent as a glass jade, Liu Xiaoqiang was still stunned for a moment, and then the worm moved as he wished, and the two Gu worms worked hard to change the shape of their bodies, like two fluorescent little flying butterflies, which soon floated into the surface of Liu Xiaoqiang's eyeballs, and in an instant, his eyes were warm and moist, and when he opened his eyes, he could already see everything around him clearly, just like day.
Liu Xiaoqiang didn't delay any longer, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the giant python wrapped around the tree and spitting snake letters at him, his head turned one hundred and eighty degrees and tried to stare at the turquoise lizard with three red lines on his back, and the giant vampire bat flapping its wings at a high place, releasing the aura that only a great witch can emit, and in an instant, there was a panicked rustling sound in the forest.
With Liu Xiaoqiang's movements, all kinds of insect poisons retreated. Several giant vampire bats flapping their wings were so panicked that they crashed into a tree, fell to the ground, and then crawled and disappeared in a panic.
According to Liu Xiaoqiang's location, there is a huge cave on the side of the sinkhole.
There is no cremation custom in Lesotho, only burial, and this cave is the ancestral land used by Lesotho people to bury their ancestors.
The saying of ghosts and gods that every country has a market, and the location of this kind of yin qi convergence, whether out of awe or sacredness, is also very understandable that the living are reluctant to come.
Liu Xiaoqiang thought as he walked, and he had to go to five tribes during this time, so he couldn't help licking his lips and rubbing his hands.
There are so many benefits.
Distraction: I felt a foreign object attack at the moment.