He couldn't be happy at all, and he wanted to turn over and hide in this coffin, but this coffin was full of black bugs! He actually opened this bug can like an idiot.

The bugs in the coffin are slightly different from the bugs outside, the pincers on the mouth are larger, the movement is very slow, there is no intention of crawling out of the coffin, it may be that it has been sealed for too long and has no strength to move.

But the wood soon realized that he was wrong, and a shrill female voice came from the pile of corpses in the insect jar, which was more penetrating than the previous male worm's cry, and the corpse insects also shook their bellies with this sound, and after warming up, their movements became normal.

"Is the mother worm in here? How can you catch this?" said the wood to himself, looking at the coffin of dense insects helpless.

Duanmu was listening to the wood with a dragon's tooth pendant in the mausoleum at this time, and also paid attention to the movement around the wood, and once there was danger, he could immediately replace the wood. He knew that the wood had entered the forbidden land again, and was still surrounded by worms, and now it seemed that he had found the mother worm, and he would show up if necessary. He hoped that the dead wood could say a few more words and talk to himself, otherwise he would not be able to judge the situation.

What pervert would bury himself in a coffin full of worms? Maybe there are no bones left, Wood muttered to himself, not understanding this behavior. Thinking of the monks below and the Gu technique of Miao Village, I can only guess that it is related to religion, power, and demagogy.

Now the question is, how to get the mother worm out. I've seen a show on TV before, where guests put their hands into boxes filled with crabs, snakes, and spiders and touched them, do you want to stretch out your arms to go in?

The fanged blue-faced beast's coffin was too heavy, he tried it, but he couldn't push it. The insects blocked by the coffin lid had climbed up to the stone wall overhead from both sides, but fortunately, the insects inside the coffin did not crawl out, as if guarding the mother worm.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and when I was comforting myself, another more rapid cry came out of the pile of insects, and the sound was also very harsh. The insects seemed to hear the command and crawled out of the coffin.

"Oh!"

The memory of the wood is here, and it is broken again.

"Duanmu" Chapter 42 The blue-faced fanged coffin is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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