My face suddenly turned red, and I didn't know what to do.

After Tang Haitang was confused for a few seconds, when he saw me, his sleepiness suddenly dissipated, and he immediately pulled up the futon to cover his body. Then she raised her hand, and I heard a murmur of air in my ears, and a dagger stuck in the door behind me.

"What are you doing?" she exclaimed.

I panicked at this time, and hurriedly turned my head over, and shook my hand desperately to explain: "No, no, no, Miss Tang, I didn't mean it, something happened to us there, I wanted to call you over to take a look, but the door was not locked, and I accidentally pushed it open." ”

Tang Haitang Dai's brows were furrowed, and there was a slight crimson on her cheeks: "You go out first!" ”

I didn't dare say anything, but immediately ran out of the house like a grizzled mouse and closed the door.

Even when I was outside, my heart was still beating hard and my face was hot. The scene I had just seen kept coming back to my mind, especially the tattoo on the back of the eye, which was so impressive that I tried to suppress it, but I couldn't help but jump out.

In my heart, I scolded myself for being a hooligan, thinking unenterprisingly, and acting in a mess, if it had been a few years earlier, my filthy behavior would have had to be reformed. The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became, and this kind of shame made me want to find a crack in the ground and hide.

Just when I was still "repenting" of what I had done before, Tang Haitang walked out of the house.

She was dressed in a green cloth robe, her hair was not tied up and coiled in a bun, and it was slightly groomed, hanging down to her shoulders, with a hazy feeling of night. She walked up to me and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Tang Haitang's body seemed to have a fragrance of flower buds, and as soon as I got so close to me, I suddenly couldn't stand on my feet steadily, and my heart was pounding hard. I didn't dare to look at her face, and I stammered through the story before and after what happened to me and the bustard.

My eyes were confused as I spoke, and I kept avoiding her direction, deliberately wandering elsewhere, for I knew that as soon as my gaze touched her face, my face would be as red as a furnace.

Tang Haitang's face didn't seem to be very good after hearing this, and I didn't dare to look at it, but I only heard her breathing getting slower and slower, which seemed to be a sense of urgency, as if facing a dangerous situation. When I finished speaking, I heard her take a deep breath and walk towards the house where the bustard and I lived.

Pushing open the door of the room, the disgusting smell wafted in again, even stronger than the previous smell, as if it had been fermented. I smelled another churning in my stomach, and Tang Haitang was also very uncomfortable, frowning and covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves.

At this time, the old bustard had already endured to wipe all the blood off the floor, and the ground was much cleaner. It's just that Wu Fugui's body is still lying there, his face has been stripped off, his abdomen has been torn, and his death is really tragic, like a prey that has been bitten, which is very terrifying.

The old bustard sat on the side at this time, his expression was a little depressed, and it seemed that the smell was foggy in his head. When he saw that I had come back for so long, he was about to get angry when he stood up, but when he saw Tang Haitang, he swallowed the fire.

I grinned and asked if the bustard had all been dealt with? The bustard looked up at me fiercely and said, "Otherwise? Will you wait until you come back? Then this corpse is afraid of drying and still needs to be disposed of? Shoot twice and it will become dust, and you can sweep it away. ”

I knew he was shabby me, shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say anything more.

Then, the old bustard said to Tang Haitang, who was standing and observing: "Miss Tang, you should know everything before and after, but I have little experience, and I really don't know the reason for these things, including the purpose of the Buddha's Hand Society and the strange behavior of those seven-star ladybugs, which make me clueless." I want to ask you what you think? ”

Tang Haitang stepped forward and stood next to Wu Fugui's corpse, staring at the fist-sized bowl-deep blood hole on his thigh, and after deep thought, he said: "Judging from the injury, the tailor mantis has been living on Wu Fugui's leg for at least three or four months, due to the long-term involvement of the leg of the cut-off mantis, the blood vessels and nerves inside have been seriously distorted, even if Wu Fugui has the so-called drug control that the Buddha's hand will give, within three months, the shape of the cut-skin mantis has become larger, and the area of the sojourn has expanded. The nerves in the legs will also be completely squeezed and necrotic, and Wu Fugui's legs will also be abolished. ”

This sentence was unexpected by me and the bustard, we had been thinking that the black powder medicine could inhibit the action of the skin mantis and prevent it from being transferred to the stomach, but we didn't seriously think that during this period, the skin mantis has been absorbing the nutrients of Wu Fugui's legs and is constantly growing.

Tang Haitang continued: "In other words, if the sojourning skin mantis is only the size of a fist, maybe the thighs can withstand it, but what if it is the size of a bowl? Or even the size of the cylinder port? That's another story. ”

The old bustard was surprised: "You mean, Wu Fugui's so-called drug control is just equivalent to a kind of probation, and sooner or later he can take his life according to this method?" ”

Tang Haitang nodded.

At this time, I suddenly thought of something, and interjected: "Old bustard, do you remember what Wu Fugui said before?" "I still have to rely on this medicine to continue my life", maybe before that time, Wu Fugui knew that he would probably die soon.

After hearing this, the old bustard thought about it carefully and felt a little treacherous, and asked: "Then since Wu Fugui knows, and the skin cutting mantis that lives in the thighs must be very painful to be so big, why don't you ask for a good time?" On the contrary, he is still begging for medicine. ”

"This may have something to do with the Buddha's Hand Society." Tang Haitang said that he wanted to see the medicine given by the Buddha's Hand Member, so I took out the stolen medicine bottle, but at this time it was still a little awkward, and I didn't hand the medicine bottle to her directly, but put it on the table.

Tang Haitang took the bottle, opened the cork on it, approached the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then came out and twisted it on his fingers, frowning: "This doesn't seem to be medicine." ”

The bustard and I were shocked: "Then what is this?" ”

Tang Haitang thought about it, and finally shook her head in disappointment, she said: "I can't say clearly, and I don't dare to judge easily, but I think the taste of this thing is very familiar." After that, Tang Haitang turned his head to look at Wu Fugui's corpse, his eyes were a little cold, "However, I probably also know why the people of the Buddha's Hand Society later provided these 'medicines' for Wu Fugui for free." ”

We waited for Tang Haitang to continue.

"You should all notice this point, that is, the flesh around Wu Fugui's blood hole is all rotten thoroughly, in other words, it is already difficult to regenerate. And the bottle of black powder I was holding in my hand, which is what Wu Fugui called 'medicine', after I observed it, I found that it was irritating, and it was difficult to melt into water with a little granularity, that is to say, this 'medicine' was difficult to be absorbed by the flesh of the wound, and its irritation accelerated the inflammation of the surrounding meat and continuous pus, making the meat completely rotten. ”

The old bustard was stunned for a moment: "Are you saying that the medicine provided by the Buddha's hand is not a medicine that can cure this skin mantis in the real sense, except for a short period of suppression, it has no other effect, and even has side effects?" ”

Tang Haitang nodded: "Everyone on the Tao knows that the Buddha's Hand Society is a shrewd organization, and their shrewdness is even shrewd to the point of cunning, so they will not do anything that is not beneficial to them, and naturally they will not provide medicine for nothing." There must be something strange behind this. ”

At this time, I suddenly remembered something, and interjected again: "Wu Fugui said before he died that the medicine that the Buddha's Hand Society began to provide him with was not this black powder, and it was constantly changing for the next four months. Do you say, will the Buddha's Hand Society treat Wu Fugui as the object of a similar experiment, and constantly try to test the 'medicine' against the skin mantis? ”

My conjecture was like a dose of adrenaline, which suddenly made Tang Haitang and the old bustard feel refreshed.

"That's right!" The old bustard said excitedly, "Xu Xuan, you and I met the spy of the Buddha's Hand Society on the train, and at that time, the seven-star ladybugs began to appear, including the ghosts hitting the wall in the back, and in the burial slave pit, the appearance of the spy was unusual, and they all looked unfazed, and they didn't seem to be afraid of these seven-star ladybugs." Maybe it's really the same as you said, the Buddha's hand will have tested the 'medicine' to deal with this kind of demon on Wu Fugui. ”

Tang Haitang also said: "If this is the case, the results of the 'medicine' test have come out, Wu Fugui will lose the value of use, after he stole the mask to no avail, the person from the Buddha's Hand Society used a trick to borrow a skin mantis to kill him." ”

Old Bustard: "The Buddha's Hand Society wants to borrow Wu Fugui's hand this time to steal the silver mask we have, if there is no mistake, the purpose of the Buddha's Hand Society's trip is not only this one, but also the half of the mask hidden in the tomb of the Charming Po." These masks may hold more secrets. ”

The skin-cutting habit of the skin mantis also made us strange, but we were about to discuss this when we suddenly heard the door squeak open, and Uncle Bai didn't know when he walked up and stood at the door!