Wang Yazhuo and I stopped again, Wang Yazhuo turned around, not daring to look, she retched for a while and almost threw up. ... Old man Hui ate his mouth and hands all over the place, and a few insects fell to the ground. Old man Hui picked it up from the ground, but he didn't dare to get dirt on it, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

Old man Hui ate with relish, as if he was enjoying a delicious meal. I clenched my fists, let Wang Yazhuo and the little ghost wait in place, and slowly walked in front of Old Man Hui. Old man Hui chewed, smirked and asked me if I wanted to eat it, and grabbed a large handful of bugs and stretched them out to me.

I shook my head, and when Old Man Hui saw that I didn't eat it, he stuffed a handful of bugs into his mouth again. When Old Man Hui laughed, his mouth full of chewed insects was exposed, and the residue of those insects stained the few teeth that Old Man Hui had lost, and the scalp of those who watched was numb for a while.

Wait for the old man Hui to finally wipe his mouth. I just asked him why he eats bugs. Old man Hui's reason is very simple: because the insects are delicious.

I glanced at Old Man Hui's house, and it was dark inside. The lighting is not good, so I asked the old man Hui if he could go in and have a look. Old man Hui nodded at me. I beckoned to Wang Yazhuo and the little ghost, and Wang Yazhuo saw that the old man Hui no longer ate insects, so he led the little ghost towards us.

Old man Hui didn't go into the house with us, and after coming in, I told Wang Yazhuo that Old man Hui was very strange. It's not that he eats insects, but that Old Man Hui is really not wary of outsiders at all. If you are a normal person, you will not let strangers into the house casually, and even if you are hospitable, you will bring outsiders into the house with you. Baidu billions of hey, words, and brothers have been chaptered

At least, it won't be like Old Man Hui, who allows outsiders to enter the house by himself and check at will.

Wang Yazhuo nodded and asked me: &qo; Is this old man Hui really missing roots in his head. So Duan Kun lived in his house for a few months, and he didn't object? &rqo;

&qo;Even so, there is definitely something wrong with this person. &rqo;I replied: &qo;Otherwise. Even if Duan Kun was to take refuge, he would not choose such a place very close to the port area, and he also chose a family with quirks to live in, which would attract people's attention. &rqo;

I speculate that Old Man Hui must have something to do with Duan Kun, or there is a reason why Duan Kun covets him, so he chose Old Man Hui's home. Moreover, I really want to know what Duan Kun has done in the past few months in Wucun, I don't believe that he is just for simple refuge, the reason is still that: there is a better place to escape.

Old Man Hui's home is not big, it looks like it is only thirty square meters, but such a small space is separated by three small spaces with a curtain, and there is only one bed in each room. There was a dilapidated wooden table on the outermost side, which looked like it was used for eating. Around the table, there are large and small water tanks, and the already crowded space is filled with these large and small water tanks, which makes it even more narrow.

The water tanks are covered with wooden boards, and I remembered what the villagers said before, these water tanks should be used by Old Man Hui to raise all kinds of insects. I reached out to lift the plank covering the water tank, but Wang Yazhuo stopped me, she told me, be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Boat, if it is really a legendary Gu worm, there may be trouble.

In fact, Wang Yazhuo didn't believe much in Gu art, after all, Gu art belonged to the category of witchcraft, and the content of the curse was appalling. However, Wang Yazhuo believed in the existence of Gu insects, she was worried that I would be bitten by the legendary poisonous insects. I nodded to Wang Yazhuo, signaling that I would be careful, and then reached out to lift the plank.

At that moment, a faint voice suddenly came from behind us: &qo;Don't touch. &rqo;

We turned our heads sharply, it was too dark in the room, and it was Old Man Hui who spoke. Old man Hui didn't know when he came in, and he barely made a sound when he walked. By the faint light, the wrinkles on Old Man Hui's face were all distorted at this moment, and his voice changed, not allowing us to touch it.

I withdrew my hand and smirked: &qo; What's in this tank? &rqo;

Old man Hui walked slowly to the window of the stone house, opened the window, and finally, the room became a little brighter. After Old Man Hui walked back, he honestly replied that it was full of insects he raised. I asked again what kind of bug it was, but Old Man Hui smiled but didn't answer.

Old Man Hui's expression is always stupid and stunned, no wonder some people suspect him of being a fool, just through a few words of conversation, I can't tell if Old Man Hui really has a problem with his head.

Old man Hui beckoned us to sit down, got up and went to pour us tea. The tea is very fragrant and full of farmhouse flavor, but we don't dare to drink it, Wang Yazhuo underestimated it quietly, and said Who knows whether Old Man Hui's tea is made with tea leaves or insects. The underestimation of the whisper was still captured by the ears of the old man Hui.

Unexpectedly, he really replied that this tea, in addition to brewing with tea leaves, did indeed put a worm into it. Our faces changed, Old Man Hui didn't smile at this time, but was a little serious, Wang Yazhuo slapped the table and stood up: &qo;Old man, what do you mean, give us tea made with insects? &rqo;

Wang Yazhuo was holding back the nausea, and his eyes kept glancing into the tea bowl.

Old man Hui didn't care, smiled again, and said that we don't have to look for it, because there are no insects in the tea bowl. Old man Hui said, opened the lid of the kettle used to make tea, he took chopsticks and fished it out, and after a while, he found a worm that had been scalded to death.

This insect has a carapace on its body, and I can't name it, although I have not studied insects, but I know that this insect is definitely not everywhere in the mountains.

We were sure that Old Man Hui was really not joking.

I frowned, and before I could speak, Old Man Hui said that the best food in his house was bugs, and that he brought bugs to entertain us, which was also the greatest courtesy to us. As he spoke, Old Man Hui sighed and said that we, like everyone else, have no way to understand him.

Wang Yazhuo's temper came up: &qo;Dead old man, who can understand your behavior? &rqo;

Old man Hui glanced at Wang Yazhuo, picked up a bowl of tea by himself, and drank it.

After drinking it all, the old man replied: &qo; What is this, the insects are a great supplement, and eating them is good for the body. &rqo;

It is true that in some places, because of customs, people eat insects, and many insects also have medicinal properties, but the insects that are generally used as medicinal herbs and food are limited in variety and are generally eaten cooked. However, we have already seen the two kinds of bugs raised by Old Man Hui, and none of them look like they can be eaten, especially the white bugs that look like maggots.

What's more, Old Man Hui still eats it raw.

I am more and more sure that there is no problem with Old Man Hui's IQ, because he is very good at reading words and feelings, and there is no obstacle to speech at all. Seeing that Wang Yazhuo's face was full of disdain and disgust, the old man Hui said faintly: &qo; I have eaten it for more than ten years, and I haven't seen anything, but my body is getting harder and harder. &rqo;

I don't want to dwell on the bugs with Old Man Hui anymore, but as soon as Old Man Hui talks about bugs, he can't stop talking.

He said that most of the bugs he raised were edible to eat.

Old man Hui's words caught my attention.

&qo;What about the other inedible bugs, what do you use them for? &rqo;Saying that, I pretended to tease: &qo;Do you keep it as a pet? &rqo;

Old man Hui's face changed: &qo; Those insects are holy relics, how can they be said to be pets, young man, be careful when you speak, don't get into trouble. &rqo;

I hesitated for a moment, and then pretended to bring up the rumors about the village.

I told Old Man Hui that I heard that there were rumors of Miao Jiang people raising Gu in this village, so I pretended to be interested and asked Old Man Hui if the rumors were true or false.

Miao Jiang generally refers to parts of the provinces or provinces and cities in the southwest region, and as far as I know, the earliest birthplace of Gu art is in this area.

Old man Hui drank the tea that we hadn't touched one after another, and even directly ignored my question.

Wang Yazhuo and I glanced at each other, and Wang Yazhuo asked Old Man Hui if he was from Miaojiang, and Old Man Hui shook his head and said that he was not.

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