All the bugs have fallen on me? Is this still worth it? The "balls" that I should have felt just now were these dozens of bugs. Now that they have fallen on me, where do I dare to move, I quickly turned my head and greeted Yang Sandao: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and think of a way!" ”

Yang San was also frightened by these glowing insects on my back, and only reacted when I roared: "Oh, Uncle Xu, don't worry, I'm here!" As he spoke, he took off his coat and slapped it at me.

Hearing a few buzzing noises, Yang San wiped the beads of sweat from his head and said, "Xu ...... Uncle Xu, it's almost, are you okay? ”

I feel that there is nothing on my back, and I don't know if it will be poisoned or that the back has rotted, so I reached out and touched the place where the insect fell just now, and it seems that there is no change, and the clothes are still clothes, and they are not damaged. "Hey, Third Master Yang, there's nothing going on behind me, right?"

"It looks good, it should be fine!" Yang San bent down and looked at Dao.

Maybe I'm too worried, this flying insect is harmless to the human body at all, and it was just a false alarm just now, but that's fine, don't worry about anything, just rest assured and boldly move forward.

"Loose ...... Brother Song......, can you stop pressing me? Feng Pingping asked very quietly, and I only realized that Feng Pingping was still pressing under me!

I saw that her face was already crimson, and at the same time I felt that my ears were hot, so I hurriedly stood up and pulled her up again. "No...... I'm sorry I didn't notice you. ”

"I didn't ...... All right. Feng Pingping also had beads of sweat the size of beans on her head, wiped it and said, "If there's nothing to do, just keep going!" ”

I still don't feel at ease, and I reached out and touched my back, it's really nothing, and then I suddenly thought that I seemed to have been killed by a flying insect like this before, if this thing is harmful, it would have hurt me a long time ago, where can I still be allowed to walk under this big tree, it seems that I am really careless, if I thought of this earlier, so half a day's worries and fears will be saved.

"Hey, no, I remember what you two just said that this flying insect is very strange, what is strange? Why didn't I come out? "I was a little late when I was frightened by the flying insects falling on my back just now, and now I know that it was a false alarm, so I thought of what the two of them said just now.

"I see what the worm looks like!" Yang San pointed to the flying insect path diagonally above his head.

Feng Pingping also added: "Yes, there seems to be some handwriting!" It's just that it was too fast, and I didn't see it clearly. ”

"Handwriting? Pattern? "How is this possible, even if these flying insects are underground, there are too many strange things, but insects are just insects after all, not to mention compared with humans, even compared with those beasts, the IQ must be far less, how can it be arranged out of patterns.

"No, Brother Song, don't believe it, there is really handwriting, if you don't believe it, take a look at it, maybe it will appear again in a while!" Feng Pingping tugged at my sleeve and said.

Now that we know that these flying insects are not harmful to us, it doesn't matter if we stay in this place for a while, but how is it possible, and it is simply impossible to arrange patterns. "Okay, I'll see what the pattern is, but if not, you'll have to treat me to a sugar gourd when I get home!" I said, looking up.

"Where is there a sugar gourd now?" Feng Pingping asked.

It's only September now, and it's true that there is no sugar gourd, and I just didn't take it to heart just now, but now that I think about it, it's really a problem with my own requirements. "That'...... Then you owe it first, and then ask for winter! ”

"Then if there is a pattern, you have to invite me!" Feng Pingping stuck out her tongue and grimaced at me.

I didn't respond to her, I concentrated all my energy on the chaotic mass of flying insects above my head, such a group of unorganized and undisciplined things, how could it be possible to arrange the pattern, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that the sugar gourd was promising.

Looking up for too long, it is inevitable that I will be dizzy, and I am still thinking about Feng Pingping's sugar gourd, and suddenly a string of sugar gourds appeared in front of my eyes, I know that this must be dizzy, so that I am dazzled, how can there be a moving sugar gourd in mid-air?

"Hey, Brother Song, did you see it? If there is a pattern, I will say that you have to invite me to this sugar gourd! Feng Pingping pushed me again, shook me a little sober, wiped my eyes, and looked up again, the flying insects above my head seemed to really enclose a pattern, like a sugar gourd, but more like an arrow.

It's incredible, and I'm a little surprised by what I saw. "This ...... It's a coincidence, these things are so likely to have that IQ to spell out the pattern! "Seeing is believing, but I believe that it is a coincidence, a very unlikely thing.

"Hey, Uncle Xu, look there's handwriting over there again!" Yang San pointed in the direction behind me, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, and he couldn't tell that he was already nearly fifty years old.

Handwriting? If there is indeed handwriting, it will not be a coincidence, but I also want to take a good look at what kind of "intelligent beings" can accomplish such a feat.

When I turned my head, I was really surprised by the situation in front of me, I thought that even if these flying insects could arrange out any handwriting, it would be at most the most concise Chinese characters such as "one", "two", or "ten", but what I didn't expect was that the handwriting diagonally above my back turned out to be "follow me"!

These three words are obviously not put together at random, but as if they are caused by some magical force, with the intelligence of these flying insects, they can spell out a sentence that can form a paragraph, how is this possible!

"Uncle Xu, this is amazing!"

"Brother Song, Brother Song, you have something to say!"

"Yes...... yes, it's incredible, how can this be? "Although I don't believe that flying insects can have such intelligence, how can there be some magical external force here that we can't see!" This...... Doesn't that look like you're talking to us? I asked.

"yes, it's not written...... Oh, no, it's not 'follow me', it must be for us! Maybe there's someone waiting for us! Yang San was not afraid of this strange phenomenon, but became more and more excited, as if he felt that he had made a fortune by falling into this ravine.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is very likely to be an ancient tomb, even if someone is waiting for us, then it must be a fucking dead man!" I told him to shut up, not wanting to hear any more horrible words coming out of his mouth. “”