After hanging up the phone, under the notice of the three little cousins, Zhang Sheng came over with a cotton ball.

Zhang Peng plugged his ears, and then instructed Zhang Sheng to guard the side door between the east courtyard and the atrium, and if he saw a willow leaf-shaped insect, he would kill it immediately. His idea was this, starting with the east courtyard, then the atrium, and finally the west courtyard. When looking for it, close the doors one by one to prevent insects from slipping around, which is a waste of effort.

Half an hour later, Zhou Fuyuan and Huang Mao came. Zhou Fuyuan said that according to the notes, brain-eating insects are averse to light and like to hide in the shadows. In addition, brain-eating insects have a keen sense of hearing, and their movements are also very agile, and they can bounce more than two meters high, which is very dangerous. However, it can only get into the brain from the ear canal, and as long as the cotton is stuffed, the problem is generally not big.

Zhang Peng immediately assigned tasks, he inspected the rooms of the two sisters on the east side, Zhou Fuyuan inspected the room of Zhang Peng's parents in the middle, Huang Mao inspected Zhang Peng's room on the west side, and the three little cousins inspected the toilet, bathroom and utility room on the east side respectively, and Zhang Sheng guarded the door of the east courtyard.

Six people check at the same time, so that the bugs have nowhere to hide. Zhou Fuyuan took out seven strong flashlights from the back of the Jetta, divided one for each person, and then began to investigate.

"Crunch ......"

Zhang Peng pushed open the room of the two sisters, and several simple pieces of furniture appeared in front of him. The light in the room was a little dim, Zhang Peng stood at the door and glanced for a while, then went in, and turned on the fluorescent lamp with a "click".

Behind the door, there was no movement, the roof, there was no movement, the wooden sofa, the coffee table, there was no movement. Observing a conspicuous place, Zhang Peng lay down and shone a flashlight under the bed, but there was no movement. Then there was the wardrobe, Zhang Peng grabbed the flashlight with one hand, slowly held the door of the wardrobe with the other, slammed it, pulled it, and took a step back.

A faint smell of camphor came out, and the clothes of the two sisters from childhood to adulthood were neatly stacked inside, as well as a few recently worn underwear for a change of clothes. They cherish the clothes they wore when they were young, and put a lot of mothballs in them, so that insects generally can't survive in them.

Zhang Peng observed for a while, sorted out the clothes of the two sisters, and found nothing unusual. Open the two drawers under the wardrobe, on the left side are all kinds of small toys and trinkets, more than half of which were given by Zhang Peng, and on the right is a pile of awards, a few old photo albums, and the primary school graduation certificates of the two sisters.

Since the three mothers and daughters do not have a house and are all rented, important and commemorative things are placed here.

He gently pulled out the entire drawer, shone the flashlight back and forth, found nothing unusual, and checked the back of the wardrobe, which could basically be ruled out. Putting everything back in and closing the cabinet door, he began to search the bed.

Mosquito nets, sheets, pillows, mattresses......

The whole house was searched, and no trace of the brain-eating bug was found. He turned off the light, retreated to the door, and was about to close the door, when a black shadow suddenly appeared from the hinge of the door, and fled under the bed. He immediately chased after him and threw himself on the ground, shining his flashlight under the bed.

There was nothing in his eyes, as if the scene just now was just his delusion. But he was sure that he was not dazzled. So, he slowly picked up Xiao Yunuo's or Xiao Tianqing's shoes, and cautiously approached the big bed.

If there is no under the bed, is it possible to cling to the bed board?

Zhang Peng thought so, landing on his knees, tilting his head, and at the same time shining the flashlight above the bottom of the bed.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his scalp, and a dark shadow rushed to the door. Fortunately, he was mentally prepared, and he slapped his slippers with a quick eye.

"Smack!"

The black shadow fell in response, and Zhang Peng immediately chased in, waving and taking off his shoes and slamming it. When I saw the flat corpse on the ground, it was a cockroach......

"Ah, help!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation outside, Zhang Peng was startled, raised his head suddenly, hit the back of his head on the bed board, and immediately his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted in pain.

"Uhh He clutched his head and screamed on the ground, and it took several seconds for him to recover.

"Help, it's got into my ears, it's got in!"

There was a scream from Huang Mao outside, and he covered his head, quickly climbed out of the bed, and rushed outside.

I saw Huang Mao covering his ears, rolling and struggling on the ground, and howling incessantly. Zhou Fuyuan and his three little cousins stood a few meters away, their faces pale, and they didn't dare to approach.

"Save me, save me!" Yellow Fur cried out in despair, blood pouring out of his ears.

"Calm down, don't move." Zhou Fuyuan persuaded.

"Help me......" Huang Mao suddenly rolled his eyes, lay on his back on the ground, convulsed a few times, and fainted.

"What should I do?" Zhou Fuyuan turned his head and asked Zhang Peng in a trembling voice, "Yes...... There are people who are not ......."

"Hmm......" Zhang Peng frowned, muttered for a while, and remembered that before the silent master left, he said that he could go to the four people who assisted in Baishui Village if he had something, so he beckoned, "Quick, get him in the car and go to Baishui Village." ”

Zhang Sheng and Zhou Fuyuan immediately lifted Huang Mao one after another, walked out of the gate, crossed the alley, and moved to the Jetta car parked on the village road, and then Zhou Fuyuan drove straight to Baishui Village. Insect Repair's notes say that the brain-eating worm eats the host's brain tissue very slowly, and as long as it is forced out as soon as possible, the host will not become an idiot.

It didn't take long for the four of them to arrive at Whitewater Village. At the entrance of the village stood seven or eight armed garrisons, and a sentry was set up. Zhang Peng raised the Yangtian Palace consultant card, and the other party immediately saluted and let him go.

After leaving the sentry post, the village road was empty, and there was silence all around, as if entering a no-man's land.

The farmland on the side of the road has grown a lot of weeds, and apparently no one has taken care of it for a while. On the left side of the village road is a river, about ten meters wide, and the river is turbulent. This river is called Baishui River, and its source is on Tashan, which is why Baishui Village got its name.

Unlike Zhuxia Village and Miaojia Village, Baishui Village is a naturally formed village at the foot of Tashan Mountain, and the villagers are all aboriginal people, with a history of more than 1,700 years. The first two migrated from central China hundreds of years ago.

As a result, Baishui Village occupies the most abundant water source and the most fertile land. The water of Zhuxia Village and Miaojia Village has to be drained from the Baishui River, so it can be said that the face of Baishui Village is eaten. However, the folk customs of Baishui Village are relatively simple, and there are few disputes with neighboring villages. Unlike Takeshita and the Miao family, they have to fight every once in a while.

Since there were no human voices, no roosters and dogs barking, the whole village was surprisingly quiet. From time to time, there were one or two insect chirps, which were particularly infiltrating.

Walking along the village road, a small stone bridge appeared, and the piers were engraved with three ancient characters, which were covered with soil ash, and the last one could only be barely identified as the word "bridge".

The Jetta car drove across the small bridge, and suddenly it was a huge barn in front of him. A lot of tents were set up on it, and there was a circle of cars parked around, including trucks and cars.

There were many workers on the periphery of the camp, some gathered to play cards, some sat on the ground chatting, and some were smoking, looking very leisurely.

In the distance, in the field, several excavators are parked, as well as a large crane. In the middle of them, there is a mountain made of bamboo, more than ten meters high, with a green gauze on the outside, which should be the giant coffin.

After parking the car, Zhou Fuyuan and Zhang Shengba's unconscious yellow hair was dragged out and erected left and right. Zhang Peng walked into the camp and was greeted by a scholar-like man in a blue shirt and glasses and asked about their identities.

"We want to find the four masters from Lotus Mountain." Zhang Peng explained his intention and showed his Tiangong consultant card. The scholar-like man was taken aback at first, after all, the status of the Heavenly Palace advisor was extremely high, and he rarely saw it, and then explained to himself, "I am a master's student in the Department of History of Nanzhou University, and I came to assist the tutor in his work, you can just call me Xiao He." ”

Zhang Peng called himself "Xiao Zhang from Lotus Mountain", and then went straight to the tent that Xiao He was referring to. Halfway through, he met two acquaintances.

"Oh, why are you here too?" Director Dai was stunned, and Xue Bai beside him was also surprised.

"The sixth son was hit by a brain-eating worm, and I came to ask a few teachers for help." Due to the urgency of the situation, Zhang Peng did not explain and directly stated the purpose.

"The four masters are drinking tea in the ancestral hall, not in the tent, I'll take you there." Director Dai glanced at the yellow hair behind Zhang Peng, and then pulled Zhang Peng towards the old house not far away.

When I arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall, I looked inside. In the courtyard, four middle-aged nuns dressed in dark silk robes, carrying long swords and dusting in their hands are sitting around a wooden square table, holding small white porcelain cups and drinking tea.

Seeing Zhang Peng, one of them frowned, raised his hand, and smashed a cup on the granite floor in front of him, shattering into several pieces, and then said lightly, "The place of cultivation, please don't enter." ”

As soon as they met, they gave him a dismount, but if he asked for help, Zhang Peng could only swallow his anger, folded his hands, and said with a Buddhist salute, "Four masters, my friend was invaded by a brain-eating worm, and now his life is dying, and he begs for help, and he is grateful." ”

"Huh?" The middle-aged nun frowned and walked out of the ancestral hall. Zhou Fuyuan and Zhang Sheng hurriedly put Huang Mao on the ground and lay flat. The middle-aged nun squatted down, turned over the yellow hair's head, looked at his bleeding ears, lifted his eyelids and looked at him, got up and said, "The evil insect is in the brain, but it is not a big deal. I'll write you a recipe, boil it and drink it, and the evil insects will come out and be beaten to death with a stick. ”

After a while, the middle-aged nun wrote Zhang Pharmacy, Zhou Fuyuan and Zhang Sheng hurriedly went out of the village to grab medicine, Zhang Peng, Director Dai, and Xue Bai moved Huang Mao to the tent in the Tiangong office and covered it with a quilt.

About two hours later, Zhou Fuyuan and the others came back after grabbing the medicine, built a stove with bricks and stones, and cooked the medicine on the spot. After another half an hour, pour the boiled ones into the yellow hair, and then put him in the open space, staring at his ears to prevent the brain-eating worms from escaping.

"Squeak Squeak......"

I don't know how long later, a small insect chirp came from Huangmao's ear, and then a bug covered in mucus struggled to get out of his ear. After landing, it crawled weakly, trying to escape. A big shoe fell from the sky, and with a "click", it was trampled to pieces.

Subsequently, everyone moved Huang Mao back to the office tent and asked the emergency doctor in the camp to give him a bottle of antibiotics. It wasn't until late evening that Huang Mao woke up and was still quite conscious. Seeing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Huang Mao's matter was resolved, Zhang Peng couldn't sit still again, his curiosity rose, and he pulled Director Dai and Zhou Fuyuan to see the giant coffin.

When I got close to Zhupai Mountain, I realized how big the coffin was. Seven or eight meters wide, more than 30 meters long, and more than 10 meters high, like a small rectangular building.

"Is the coffin open, what's inside?" Zhang Peng asked.

"Not yet, I'm going to open it tomorrow." Director Dai replied.