My poisonous blood really gave me a long face, and after the drought locusts were stained with poisonous blood, they twitched one by one.

At first, I had little experience in finger flicking, and I wasted a lot of blood, but I felt that it came quickly, and I immediately got into the best place, and I didn't waste a single drop of blood. If the hiding place of the drought grasshopper is more tricky, I will go straight to it and click on it.

After a while, my ten fingers ached so badly that there was blood between them, and I wiped out the locusts.

Looking at it, there is a piece of hula on the ground, which makes people sick to their stomachs.

We didn't rush to leave, we all got together, and I even dug the gauze out of my breast sac and bandaged my fingers.

Jiang Shaoyan and the three of them took advantage of the time to analyze why the insects here are so poisonous, and from the distribution point of view, the poisonous insects here are also extremely unscientific.

I understand the implication of this, things like insects, many of which live in groups, often occupy a certain area by virtue of their numerical superiority.

But in front of this forest, this tree is full of caterpillars, and that tree is full of drought locusts, and these two different groups of insects are not competing for the ownership of the forest, which is unreasonable.

We don't know much about insects, and none of us can think of a good explanation. Jiang Shaoyan had a guess that this insect was related to the sound of the flute.

At the mention of the flute, it occurred to me that the sound of the flute had disappeared for a long time.

We changed the subject again and discussed whether or not to go to the Piper again. The four of us were divided into two groups, and the iron donkey and I disapproved of looking for it, and Jiang Shaoyan and the old cat preferred to find it.

Just as we were arguing, the flute came again.

As soon as it participated, we were more inclined to Jiang Shaoyan and the old cat's point of view. And judging by the sound of the flute, it is not far from us.

We hurriedly followed the sound of the flute, but we also took precautions, what if we walked and there were insects falling from the trees?

Our gear pack comes in handy, it's not as big as an umbrella, but it works on your head.

I remember that the primitive tribes of Africa had the habit of walking with things on their heads, and we followed suit.

Along the way, we did encounter bug falls, but they were all blocked by equipment packs.

After walking half a mile, we came to a clearing, which was still in the woods, and I wondered why there was a clearing.

In the very center of the clearing sat an old man with his back to us, with a cauldron in front of him with a firewood burning under it.

Again, it's on Black Peak Mountain, and he appears here, and the scene is very strange. And it's just that he's playing the flute.

We didn't dare to leave, Jiang Shaoyan also gestured for us to lower our bodies and ambush us.

We watched this man for a little while, and he didn't seem to notice that we were coming, and he was playing the flute with great joy.

Jiang Shaoyan's meaning, let the iron donkey aim at this person with a micro rush, and with this precaution, let's send another person over to take a look.

I thought that except for the iron donkey, we would catch lots, or rock-paper-scissors, and lose in the past, but Jiang Shaoyan and the old cat had the same attitude, so let me go over and take a look.

Unconvinced, I asked them, "Why me again?" ”

The old cat snorted and said that my blood is good, and the risk in the past is minimal.

It's too hard for me to defend him. After that, I tidied up a little, and I also bare my fingers that had been bandaged, and squeezed out some blood.

I touched the blood on my feet, so that if there was really some poisonous insect ambush in the far clearing, I could have taken precautions in advance.

I set off step by step, and when I got to a distance of five meters behind the piper, I found that he still hadn't moved.

I couldn't help it, and I asked, "Uncle?" "Actually, who is he my uncle? That's a polite way to call it.

He still ignored me, what's wrong with him in my heart? Is it arrogance? But an old deflated leader, what kind of uncle is here?

You're welcome, and asked, "Hey, old man!" Geezer! ”

I saw that he hadn't said anything, and realized that something was wrong, so I picked up the gun, held it up and made a big circle, so that I could see his face.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face was wrinkled, and in the pot in front of him, there was a pot of meat maggots.

These meat maggots are cooked, and they are steaming hot, and I can smell a smell of cooked insects when I get close.

I was not used to rubbing my nose, and waved at Jiang Shaoyan and the others.

Jiang Shaoyan and the others saw me raising my gun and aiming, and they were also relieved and ran over with a whoosh.

The four of us surrounded the old man, and from all this time of observation, I had a guess that it was a deaf and blind man, otherwise how could he not hear our footsteps and shouting? I haven't earned my eyes?

This thing is strange, but I think of the end of the corpse country, I also met such a deaf and blind old man in the den of thieves.

Since this is Chen Shiyu's base, I guess it must have something to do with the Corpse Country.

We didn't disturb the old man, let him play the flute, Jiang Shaoyan and the old cat both stared at the old man, and the iron donkey and I felt that there was nothing to see.

The two of us went round and round again.

We found a stone tablet in a yellow grass, this stone tablet is old, there are cracks on it, and it has experienced the sun and rain at a glance.

And there is a layer of moss growing on the front of the stele, and the iron donkey scraped the moss with a dagger, and I saw that there were words on it, which read, "Ten floors of the Soul Tower."

I was very puzzled, and my heart said Soul Tower? Isn't it in Qujing Prison? Could it be that this stone tablet was stolen from the Soul Tower? Who the hell is so addicted to it, and he carried it here to open it.

The iron donkey was thinking in the other direction, he looked up and looked up, and muttered again, ", this is the real soul tower." ”

I pondered for a while and understood what he meant, the entire Heifeng Mountain is also a soul tower, and it is very likely that the Qu Horror Soul Tower was built according to Heifeng Mountain.

I chatted with the iron donkey for a few words, and I thought this stone tablet was interesting, and it turned this area of poisonous insects into ten layers.

But we didn't take it too seriously, and then the old man didn't play the flute, and after picking up the flute, he reached out and touched the pot.

He wasn't too hot, grabbed a handful of insects and chewed them, and it was quite delicious. The iron donkey and I rushed back and watched the old man eat.

I have to say, I was disgusted again. But the old man didn't have much appetite, and after a few more bites, he felt full.

He ignored the cauldron, stood up, hunched over, and staggered out of the clearing, and walked into the woods.

Jiang Shaoyan identified the direction and said that the old man was going to the top of the mountain.

The four of us discussed, what Jiang Shaoyan meant, this old man is a strange person, he can survive in this forest and feed on insects, if we go up, it is best to follow him. With him as an umbrella, there will probably be no large-scale insect plague.

We all agreed with Jiang Shaoyan's words, and since we had made a decision, we didn't procrastinate, and hurriedly held the equipment bag and followed the old man.

Don't look at the age of the old man, his steps are okay, and he walks very fast.

We kept an eye on the equipment pack and the surrounding environment while maintaining our speed, not to mention that there were really no more poisonous insects, and gradually, the types of trees around us also changed.

I noticed that the trees around me were full of thick vines, and in some places it was obvious that the thick vines had poked into the trees.

Jiang Shaoyan said that this is a parasitic vine, to put it bluntly, it is parasitic on other trees and steals nutrients to survive.

I had only seen it as a novelty, and I didn't think it was anything, but we followed the old man to an old tree.

The old man stopped first, and we all stopped more than ten meters behind him. The old man sighed and leaned back into the old tree.

I guess there is something special about this tree, especially the vines that extend from its trunk are very thick, and even have a fight with the root of my thigh.

Before the four of us could say anything, the old man turned around again and opened his eyes to look at us.

I was stunned by his actions, and said to myself, "Isn't he blind?" What's going on?

Other people feel the same way I do. The old man suddenly sneered, and took the initiative to say, "It's okay to have four torturers, the lower floors of the soul tower are either full of traps or deserted, and it is not easy for you to come up alive." ”

Then he changed the subject, "The old slave is responsible for guarding the tenth floor of the Soul Tower, I don't care how lucky you were before, but since you are here, leave your life here, this little guy of mine has not drunk blood for many years, let you eat it today!" ”