There are tens of thousands of bugs hidden in ordinary dirt bags, and they have black balls that lay eggs, which cause them to continue to grow. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A person with a thin body like an old man, as long as he was covered by that group of insects, he would be killed in an instant, or turned into a pile of bones, and the flesh and blood would be gnawed away - this is what I can understand at the moment, thinking about the threat of black worms.

But for this oversized bag in front of us, I really can't think of how powerful the "energy" is inside.

Maybe as long as we touch it a little bit, all five of us will be wiped out in an instant, which can be called a big killer.

But this thing didn't help us, but hurt our way, and I saw that the old man had made up his mind, and I guess I would not stop until I went through.

Then the big question is whether we should lie sideways or vertically.

"Master......" The bandit's pleading gaze took the lead in looking at the old man with a blue face, and my grandfather and I also looked over.

Now the old man, the backbone, must make up his mind - whether to go or stay, a matter of words.

"I'll take a look"

The old man waved his sleeves, swept us back a few steps, and then stepped forward alone.

I snapped my mouth and wanted to stop him, but when I thought of his previous ability to protect myself, I suddenly felt that it was too much.

Ah Gong and the bandits were also conscious, and they followed in the footsteps of the old man.

I pulled the lotus tiger alone, thinking that if there was a mess, I could only run backwards, after all, the green talisman under my feet had not lost its effect, and I should be able to take the lotus tiger with me.

It's just that it's a little immoral to leave them like this.

"There is light in the north, illuminating the way to the sun"

The old man raised one hand into a claw, recited a spell, and suddenly the fire rose, and suddenly appeared in his hand, illuminating the way.

The shape of the dirt bag is really big, as big as the three heads of Ah Gong, and it is very difficult for a single person to do things if you want to touch the top.

The old man raised his hand, and the light of the green talisman covered his hand, and then he raised the fire in one hand and the other into a sword finger, and inserted it into the huge earthen bag.

I snapped my eyes shut, fearing something would happen to him, but the expected screaming didn't happen.

I looked closely, and the old man was grabbing a black ball out of his hand, exactly the same as the one that had broken the small dirt bag before, except that some traces of blood could be seen on it.

Countless insect eggs crawl inside the ball, driving a bright red color, although not obvious, but it looks a little strange.

"Bandit, bring a knife"

The old man didn't know what it was, so he shouted to the bandits behind him.

Naturally, the bandit responded by taking out a dagger from his bag and handing it to him, and helping him wipe the blade.

The old man stabbed the dagger upwards and plunged into the orb, while the green light gauntlet to prevent the pubic lice from leaking and climbing up.

With a snort, the black ball was cracked.

The mouth first flew a group of black and bad bad guys, and then began to grow bright red blood, but it was very viscous, as if blood was mixed with saliva.

"It's ......"

The old man was stunned when he saw this, and Ah Gong also tilted his head.

The blood never dripped down, as if there was no such opening, it still flowed in a loop, rendered by the black shell, and the color was lighter.

If I hadn't taken a few steps closer and looked closer, I wouldn't have been able to recognize it.

"Eggs produce blood, blood lice," the old man snorted a few times, tentatively channeling the green light into the black ball.

In just a moment, the black ball's body shattered, turning into a pile of coagulated blood clots and falling to the ground.

I could clearly see that half of the blood clots had fallen on the dirt bag, and after a moment of existence, it turned into thick blood and flowed into the dirt bag, leaving no trace.

"I understand, I understand" Seeing this, the old man scratched his hair excitedly and said to us, "This is the mother's body"

"Mother? What maternal? I let go of Lianhu's hand, walked over to him, and asked.

Since they weren't far away, it didn't seem to be a big danger, so I let my guard down.

"If the black ball in the small earthen bag is the louse's host, then the whole big earthen bag is the parasitic place of those hosts, that is, the mother, and all the hosts will absorb blood and yin qi in the mother's body to help it further purify," the old man explained in a condensed voice, "Originally, the lice that grow in ordinary growth are not aggressive, but after the mother's cultivation, they can burrow into the human skin and flesh, absorb nutrients, and then feed the soil bag, creating a system of cyclic development, I say so, do you understand?" ”

The three of us nodded at the same time, for the old man's explanation was already clear, like a biological chain.

I eat you, you eat it, and it eats something else, so that in the end, all the gains will go back to my pocket.

"In this case, the big thing in front of you is actually the mastermind behind the scenes?" The bandit swallowed his saliva and said with a little excitement: "As long as we kill it, everything will be fine, right?" ”

"No, you're thinking too simply" Ah Gong interrupted his speculation, pointed to the dirt bags around him, and sneered: "Do you really think that all this is naturally formed?" ”

When I heard this, I was suddenly startled, and as his eyes also looked at the ground behind him, I had an indescribable feeling.

"Yes," the old man agreed with Ah Gong's words, and also touched his chin and said, "The formation of the mother body can be attributed to nature, but the offering and absorption of small earthen bags cannot be done by nature."

After saying that, he paused for a moment and whispered to Ah Gong and the bandits: "You remember, whether it is a god or a ghost, as long as you have desires, you will leave clues."

The bandit who heard the words nodded to Ah Gong, and I subconsciously clicked along.

I didn't quite understand what he meant, but I was inspired.

"So," I coughed, "what are we going to do next?" ”

It stands to reason that we are going to pass through this dirt bag, and according to the current situation, it seems that this so-called "mother" is not much of a threat, so it is just a matter of deciding how to turn it over.

Hopefully it's as simple as I imagined.

"Actually......" The old man shrank back, and an incomprehensible look of fear flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to go there, you can only destroy this place," he said after a moment's thought.

"Then smash it, such a simple hairy thing" The bandit moved his body and made an offensive gesture towards the mother's dirt bag.

"Alas......" the old man sighed, stopped him, and said: "If the mother body is destroyed, then all the earthen bags will lose their offerings, and the hosts in the small earthen bags are all mature lice, you can imagine what kind of scene it will be like if all the hosts explode and the black worms occupy the whole land."