The pain in my fingers made me frown. I also squeezed my fingers hard, not wanting the little white worm to succeed.

In fact, these insects are very powerful, and they drill very fast, and if you squeeze your fingers, you can't stop them from burrowing in, but they are also stimulated by my poisonous blood.

They scrambled out first, and died on my fingers.

I flicked my fingers, knocking the liquid and the corpses away, and when I squeezed my fingers again, a drop of blood spilled out of it.

That's a good thing, it prevents me from getting infected. I stared at the monk again. There was a lot to ask her at this moment.

But I noticed that she was no longer breathing, and even her pupils were dilated. What this means is self-evident, but after the death of ordinary people, the pupils will not dilate until a while, and the speed at which this female monk disperses so quickly also makes me quite incomprehensible.

I put her body aside first, and then stared at the fat old man.

The fat old man had been lying on the ground, except for the slight heaving of his chest and the occasional uncomfortable frown, there was no anger at all.

I crouched next to the fat old man and pushed him hard.

After a long while, the fat old man opened his eyes slightly. I was stunned because he had a thick, paste-like thing hanging from his eyelids.

I am reminded of eye diseases, like pink eye. I reached out and gently slapped him in the mouth, trying to get him to speak.

But my hands were stuck with the secretions from his face, and there were even signs of stickiness.

The fat old king's mouth moved, but he didn't say a word in the end. His lower body was reacting all the time, and I focused on it again.

To tell the truth, I treat the current Lao Wang half as a human and half as a corpse. I wasn't disgusted either, so I had a check-up.

At first glance, it didn't look too strange, but when I studied it more closely, I found that there were a lot of white worms hanging inside, which were insects from the body of the female monk.

I connected with what I had seen before, and suddenly I had a very bold guess. The female monk took advantage of the time she was with the fat old king to "inject" poisonous insects into the old king's body.

These bugs must be parasites as well, but I don't know what they're trying to do.

The Tibetan Gu on my chin, originally nothing, just hung on it honestly, and suddenly it writhed uncomfortably, and I could feel that it was about to fall.

I guess the fight just now, plus the poisonous gas sprayed by the female monk, all affected it.

I hurriedly took out the black box, and the moment the box opened, the hidden Gu completely fell and fell heavily into the box.

The other hidden Gu in the box were made very uncomfortable for a while, and they all twisted a few times. And I also saw that the Tibetan Gu that fell looked deflated, and I guess after it bit my chin, it kept injecting some substance or poison into my body, which also made my physical strength stronger in disguise.

I didn't have time to take care of this poor Tibetan Gu, so in order to continue to keep my body strong, I took two more Tibetan Gu and handed them to my chin together.

This time it's two, and it's enough for two Tibetan Gu to bite me. I was shivering all over my body in pain.

I curled up again, waiting for the pain to pass. After about a cigarette, I felt a lot better.

I was finally able to sigh soothingly. During this period, there was no change in the room, but the fat old man's breathing became weaker and weaker.

I wanted to find a way to save the fat old king's life, but I looked out the window purely unintentionally and found a dark shadow walking not far away.

My heart tightened, our room was still lit, and when I looked outside, it was obvious.

I wanted to quickly find the light and turn off the light, but I couldn't figure out how the house was designed, and the switch wasn't at the door.

I was so busy that I finally had to give up on the idea of turning off the lights.

And the dark shadow outside the house kept walking upright, and there was no intention of looking this way at all.

I thought about it, and decided to focus on the dark shadow first, and sneak a peek at what he was doing.

There were also iron bars on the windows of this house, but there was a button in the window, and I pressed it a few times, and when I saw that there were a few iron bars that could move, I pulled them up and drilled them out through the gap.

Now I am very bold. Maybe it has something to do with being possessed by two Tibetan Gus.

I deliberately followed the shadow, getting closer to him. At first, I only vaguely saw that he was a great lama, but when I got closer, I recognized him as an iron donkey.

I wanted to find him, but I didn't expect to meet him at this time. I think the iron donkey is quite evil, and the posture of walking is fluttering, and there is a feeling of sleepwalking.

I'm completely confused, do you want to say that he was captured? Why did you suddenly appear here? If he has never been captured, what about the two lamas I just knocked out under the high wall?

With doubts, I ran all the way behind the iron donkey. I reached out and nudged him, and I was ready for the unexpected at this moment.

The iron donkey still ignored me, but his mouth was chattering, and he even said that it was comfortable.

What do I think is comfortable? I walked around to him, and by the moonlight, I saw that his expression was very intoxicated.

I wonder if he's drugged in some way? I used the most direct way to get him sober.

I reached out and gave him a big mouth. I used enough force that the iron donkey was almost fanned half a circle. But he also woke up all of a sudden, and looked around in a daze.

I gave the iron donkey a little time, and it was a minute. He was willing to look me in the face.

I asked him what he was thinking. The iron donkey said that in a trance he felt that he was stripping naked, sunbathing in the Caribbean Sea.

I especially want to hurt him, the heart said the Caribbean? Can that be sunbathing? He must have been caught by pirates and thrown into the sea after the robbery.

But this is all an illusion of the iron donkey, and I don't take it too seriously. I asked him again, "What happened after you jumped over the wall and came in?" ”

The iron donkey took out a memory suit, and even scratched his head vigorously, and finally looked very painful, and told me that he only remembered jumping in and going to the Caribbean again.

I can't draw any valid conclusions from this information. I thought about my experience again.

When the iron donkey heard the strange female monk and the white worm, he suddenly became energetic and said to me, "Let the others go first, take me to the house to see." ”

The two of us rushed back again, of course, I didn't have much trouble getting back, the iron donkey was forced to squeeze in.

The iron donkey carefully examined the condition of the female monk and the fat old king, and then fell into deep thought.

I thought he must have found something, so I asked him. Tie Donkey said, "The members of the special case team of the wolf baby have indeed been to Tibet before, and then they have various research projects. ”

I thought about it and said in my heart, could it be that the follow-up research came out with both living corpses and genetic modification projects, all based on the eccentricity of this Theravada monastery?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was related, and I suddenly realized that Jiang Shaoyan's body suddenly disappeared from the Little North Pole, maybe it was really snatched away by the lamas here.

The donkey asked me again, "Didn't you say there is also a room with all kinds of books?" Show me there, too. ”

The two houses were not far apart, and I took the iron donkey with me, and as I passed through the corridor, the iron donkey almost fell.

The iron donkey also drew his dagger, crouched down and scraped the ground, and I saw a slimy paste appear on the dagger.

The donkey ripped off a piece of cloth from his body and collected the paste. When we got to the room, he leaned over to the bookcase and rummaged it up.

I found that Brother Donkey was more ruthless than me, and took out all the books, and threw them on the ground at random, regardless of the order in which they were placed.

After a while, there were so many books piled up on the ground like a hill, and the bookcase was empty, and I saw that there was a dark compartment.

I wanted to beat myself on the head a few times, and I said that I was attracted by the moaning just now, why did I ignore it?

But it wasn't too late, and the iron donkey fiddled with the dark compartment a few times, and suddenly, there was a few clicks in the bookcase, and a small door was opened.

The small door opened quickly, and before we were caught off guard, a half-grown child came out.

He also half-raised his arms and pounced on the iron donkey.

The iron donkey struggled vigilantly a few times, and when he found that he couldn't get rid of it at all, he took a few steps back sharply and dragged the half-grown child out.

The iron donkey grabbed the child by the neck with one hand, raised his fist again, and threw several punches at his temple.

I heard a snapping sound, and the child's temples were sunken, and I could see that the child was swarthy, shriveled and shriveled, and obviously a dried corpse.

I told the iron donkey to stop and not make a fuss about a corpse.

The iron donkey was still a little relieved, panting, but he listened to me and let go of the half-grown child.

The boy threw himself on the ground again, and the iron donkey, with a flashlight, covered it and shone it on it.

I saw the child's face clearly, and I was surprised for a while, and my mind was full of question marks again.