He stretched out his hand and handed it to me, and that hand, smooth and delicate, had just come through the grass.

I watched his skin, scratching over the blades of grass, walking through the grass, the pages and the back of the grass were covered with hairy fuzz that would irritate the skin with toxins when it touched the skin.

Whether it is a human or a demon, as long as you are not the owner of this grass, you will have a great reaction, and your body will immediately become uncontrollable red, swollen, itchy and painful.

But his hands are nothing at all, let alone swollen, not even red.

I looked at his hand, and all kinds of speculations came up in my heart, could it be that he planted this grass, so he wouldn't attack him?

No, I remember the elders said that this grass can only be controlled by demons, not humans.

Because this grass needs to absorb the blood with energy, and this person's energy must be stronger than its own, so that they can surrender and recognize him as its master.

In other words, these grasses can be regarded as half-demon things, and they like to cling to more capable strong people, killing with them, or letting them raise, which is a kind of parasitic relationship.

This grass, at the beginning, does not have great energy requirements for the blood of the demon, but as the days grow, it will imperceptibly increase the requirements for the host's energy in the process.

The grass will grow, and the more capable the owner, the more vigorous the paralyzing grass will be, the more vigorous the prey blood will be.

The elder said that there was once a demon who raised this grass to be as tall as a tree, although it was just a legend and had not really seen it, but since there was such a saying, it was to be found.

We are now, standing here, those grasses are already half a human height, this level, his master, is already the level of the demon king.

If the demon king is spoken, where will ordinary people have the power to resist, for people who have no demon power, only flesh and blood, it is impossible for the paralysis grass to recognize him as the master, he will only torture and kill him and let him be his own fertilizer.

Torture, fertilizer, I seem to know something.

Yuxin also said just now that when she was a child, she liked to hide here and play the most, and she liked to run into this grass and lie down to watch the sky.

Because the grass here is very dense and lush, and few people come here, even if they do, he doesn't make a sound, they can't hear it, they can't find it.

So, this became a place for him to play secretly, on weekdays, no one else knew his secret, brought me here because he liked me and wanted to share all his secrets with me.

"Don't your hands itch?"

After thinking about it, I still raised my red and swollen hand, handed it to him, lowered my head a little embarrassed, and asked shyly and timidly:

"Uncle, I seem to have been bitten by something, and my hand is a little uncomfortable, why don't we go back?"

Here, I must not be able to go again, and if I go inside, I am afraid that I will lose my life.

"This, I know what to do, I used to do this when I was a child, there is a kind of herb in front of me, I will take you to pick it, knead it and apply it on it, and it will be good soon!"

Yuxin came back to me, took my hand, blew and rubbed it distressedly, looking very distressed.

His expression didn't show any problems, as if he really liked me and felt sorry for the bite on my hand.

"What is this thing biting?"

I pretended to be innocent and asked curiously.

"It's a bug, in this grass, there will be some flying insects, but not many, rarely encountered, the emperor said, only people who love sweets will be chased and bitten by it!"

Yu Xin still rubbed it for me, and whispered to me, this insect bites people very fiercely, just like people with sweet blood, after biting, it will be red, swollen and itchy immediately, at this time, you must not scratch it, after scratching, it will be dangerous, and it will leave a scar.

I looked at him, with a look of adoration on the surface, but a serious scrutiny in my heart.

It's not a bug, I know.

That grass is paralyzing grass, I recognize, because of this thing, I was bitten for half a year, because I didn't learn the rules well, and this kind of punishment is the most effective.

The paralyzing grass will not leave scars on the body, although this process will make you itchy and uncomfortable, and your skin will be scratched and ulcerated, but as long as you insist on not touching the water for three days, it will be fine on its own.

Not only will the bag disappear, but even the scratched skin will heal.

The elder said that because the grass is irrigated with demon blood, their toxins naturally have demonic power, and once the toxins of the grass do not hunt the prey, the demonic power will prevail and let the wound heal.

The bag in my hand, I can be sure, is the cause of the paralyzing grass.

But Yuxin said no, his face was serious, his face was sincere, if he couldn't recognize it clearly, it was easy to believe his words, and felt that it was indeed the cause of the insects.

"Ning'er looks like a sweet cutie, you have to be careful, don't find the anti-itching herb when the time comes, you will be bitten again!"

He said naturally, half jokingly, half serious.

It's like, I'm really still going to be bitten.

He's lying, I know, I see through it at a glance.

Where are there any insects, where am I sweeter, here is a trap, a trap made of paralyzing grass, standing in front of me, holding my hand, the one who talks to me affectionately, is not a human at all, he is a demon!

I looked at him, and suddenly it was a lot stranger.

God, he, is Yuxin a demon?

No, Yuxin is a human, he is not a demon, and the one standing in front of me may not be the real Yuxin.

"Where am I sweet, my uncle laughed!"

I was flirting with him on the surface, but secretly I was looking around, and there was no way to escape from this area.

The road I came from has been flooded, even if I turn around and run, this long costume will trip over me, even if I don't fall, compared to Yuxin, I can't run him.

There are paralyzing grasses all around, starting from the beginning where you can't see it, but the grass in the distance is relatively low, not as tall as the nearby now, and further inside, the grass there can be a little higher.

The trees that grow in the grass are too big, the body is very thick, and there are only one or two forks where the trunk is very high, and climbing the tree is not a way to consider.

Looking left and right, thinking left and right, there is no way to escape from this vicinity, I am like a rabbit, walking into the trap carefully arranged by the hunter, I can't escape, I can't turn back.

There is a hunter in front of me, and the only way to escape is if he agrees to take me away, or everyone tears their faces and moths to the fire.

I pretended to be too hot, too tired to walk, I needed to wipe my sweat, tidied up my hair crown, silently pulled two hairpins in the palm of my hand, and clenched them tightly for backup.

My palms were shaking, but I had a smile on my face.

I didn't expect that Yu Xin's identity was not simple, he took me into the palace, and it would be a trap?

Perhaps, from the very beginning, the person waiting at the gate of the palace was not the real Yuxin, where did he get here, everything that happened during this time was an illusion, I had been abducted by the fake Yuxin, and I didn't know.