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The square is not small, and it looks a little empty under the lights.

The man stood in the middle of the square, his figure looking a little turbulent in the distant lights of the tower in the middle of the lake.

He had his back to us and was wearing my clothes.

Not far from the man's feet was a weasel prostrate on the ground with a frightened throat.

Unlike the pure black animal I saw in my hallucinations, this weasel was facing us squarely, with a normal coat color and a somewhat strange appearance of its front paws. Although it was far away, it seemed to see us, and then ......

A puff of smoke ran over.

I was startled for fear that this action would attract the man's attention, but when I looked back with bated breath, the man was still facing away from us.

The clothes on his body seemed to be a little damp, and from time to time a drop or two of water dripped from the corner of his clothes.

It could be too far away, or it could be too little light.

At this time, I didn't wear dark crystal glasses, so I always felt that the dripping from the corners of his clothes was not just water, but thicker, more substantial, and deeper in color - it is not uncommon to find liquids with this property, such as mud, such as thick rice soup, and then -

It's about to dry up.

Blood.

The sound of dripping liquid was loud in the empty square.

Ma Chengcheng lifted the saber in his hand.

The weasel runs quietly and without any sound. Its left front paw was always raised and curled up, and it looked clearly injured, and it was badly wounded, and a trail of blood snaked from behind the weasel.

It ran all the way up to Ma Chengcheng, and then made a gesture that I was very familiar with.

The weasel bowed.

I already felt that its color was very familiar, and with its worship, I immediately understood why it felt familiar. This weasel is probably the one on the back mountain.

It looked at Ma Chengcheng, whimpering and squeaking in its mouth, as if it had finally seen a child of its relatives, and then, its eyes widened, and tears rolled out drop by drop.

This weasel is crying.

I looked up at the man in the middle of the square, no matter how dull I was, I now noticed that something was wrong, first of all, how could this Han Dynasty death row inexplicably have an extra weasel? Secondly, we have been here for so long, so how can that man stand still and still?

Another drop of blood dripped from the corner of the man's clothes, and I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

How is this vague, I seem to see that drop of blood writhing in mid-air?

It's like......

Red bugs?!

Ma Chengcheng also sensed that something was wrong, she crouched down and patted the weasel on the head, and then approached the man, and I slowly followed.

As I got closer and closer, and finally circled around the front of the man, I finally saw what was wrong with him.

Of course, in the strict sense of the word, this person is no longer called a human being.

I believe that in this case, he will never live.

One last look at him, I immediately turned around and threw up.

It wasn't blood, or rather, more than blood.

There was already a pool of red bugs in the ground, and even on the dry and solid ground, the swarm of bugs still squirmed very tenaciously on the ground.

The man was like a tree, held up on the ground by a sea of red insects, and the exposed skin of the whole person was like a lotus canopy, a huge humanoid lotus canopy. Countless tiny, dense holes lined up neatly on his face, and red bugs burrowed in and out of these holes, falling to the ground from time to time.

Apparently too dead to die.

I spit out a puddle of sour water, dizzy and dizzy, suddenly remembered the eight-eyed eel in the lake where the tower in the center of the lake is located, when the lake water suddenly turned red, the eight-eyed eel was restless and thinner, I thought there was something wrong with the lake, now it seems, it turned out to be this little red insect to blame, I don't know what this is, thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that I just fell into the underground space of Dazhai, before the ghost door closed, I also vomited a puddle of bugs......

The more I thought about it, the more I felt nervous, and I suddenly began to wonder if I had some hidden disease, such as vomiting bugs or something......

Ma Chengcheng patted me on the back and helped me smooth out.

I subconsciously reached into my pocket to pick up the paper, and my hand was inside, and then I realized that the dress was not mine.

But the fingers still touched something.

It's a piece of paper.

Instead of soft toilet paper, I pulled it out.

There was a line of beautiful small characters on the paper, and I could see it clearly by the light, and my heart was immediately cold.

The lines were succinct, but the message was like a bolt from the blue to me.

The paper recorded a kind of Gu and how to use it.

This Gu is called Peach Blossom Gu, and the Gu is very simple and very easy to use. The Peach Blossom Gu uses its sense of smell, as long as the Gu person asks the Gu person to suck the Gu worm's eggs into the nasal cavity, the Gu worm can slowly break the eggs in the host's body and become an adult, and then ...... Slowly eats the host.

I remember that at the beginning of Dazhai, I smelled a fragrance of flowers, and then I saw a peach blossom......

Now that I think about it, I estimated that I was in the Gu at the time, and it was only the beginning of the year, where could the peach blossoms bloom a heavy flower?

The thought of that man's death like a lotus pod made me both frightened and desperate. Although I saw a lot of corpses along the way, from the bottom of my heart, I still felt that these corpses and death were very far away from us...... It's just that this man was setting fire to people one second, and the next second he became like this...... Death is really everywhere, and life is too fragile......

My throat tightened.

Ma Chengcheng took the note and looked at it, suddenly looked up at me, her tone was a little surprised, she said, "I remember that before we fell, you said that you were going to pick peach blossoms, right?" ”

The corners of my mouth twitched and I felt very aggrieved.

Ma Chengcheng was not in a hurry or panic, she pointed to a line of small words and told me in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, it is written on it, Peach Blossom Gu should avoid sour, think about it, you vomited at the time, stomach acid is strong acid, don't be afraid ......"

A word wakes up the dreamer.

I felt a little more at ease.