Because Jiang Xue was unwell, the next reception banquet held at home was not as flavorful as Jiang Yu expected.

Ling Xiao's parents also came over, and it was quite lively, but without Jiang Xue, a pistachio that everyone held in the palm of their hands, they always felt that there was a trace of taste missing.

In addition, Ling Xiao, who had been on the plane for most of the day, had finished eating, was a little tired from the journey, and Ling Xiao, who had not slept well last night, was a little sleepy, and he didn't stay at Jiang Yu's house for long, so he said hello and went home to sleep.

As for their parents, they are willing to pull Jiang Yu's parents to chat, anyway, they are all neighbors, and they can't be more familiar, Ling Xiao didn't call them to go back together, besides, he and Jiang Yu have already made an appointment to keep it secret for the time being, and several elders are willing to listen to other things, Jiang Yu can't be idle, so let him start his performance.

Just a few steps away, Ling Xiao opened the door.

The familiar smell came to the face, this is a long-awaited, homely smell.

It's not that Ling Xiao is hypocritical, after being away from home for so long for the first time, he really has a feeling of being tired of returning to the nest when he steps into the house again.

Ling Xiao, who felt more and more tired, resisted the urge to climb into bed without caring about anything, reluctantly picked up a change of clothes, and came to the bathroom.

The old herdsman's family did not have this condition, and after doing the math, he found that he had not taken a bath for three or four days, and if it weren't for the low temperature on the plateau, he was afraid that it would have stinked long ago.

Even if he didn't dislike himself, he smelled the undershirt and shorts he took off, Ling Xiao still showed a disgusting look on his face, and threw it into the washing machine, he didn't care, as a hairy boy, do you expect him to be able to do his own laundry?

Inexistent.

After first rushing his whole body happily, Ling Xiao, who was a little more energetic, was still thinking about his thoughts while humming a song and playing a shower gel.

Of course, he couldn't have forgotten about the matter of dominating the altar so quickly, in fact, whether it was on the plane before or at Fang Cai's dinner table, this matter had actually been hovering in his mind.

What the hell is going on?

After the unknown liquid formed by the divine beast after it shrank into its own body...... And then there is?

Why don't you feel anything abnormal until now?

It really shouldn't be......

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he began to check himself.

Infinite strength, invulnerability, immortality?

Well, Ling Xiao admitted that he had read too many novels, and after careful examination, he didn't notice any changes in his body except that he was a little thinner than before this trip.

Hey?

Wrong?

Why are there some shadows here?

Ling Xiao's spirit was shocked, and he finally found a trace of abnormality in his chest!

It was on the left side of his chest, near his heart, and he tried to look down, and at some point he noticed that some faint black lines had appeared on the surface of his skin.

I'm afraid I haven't taken a shower for a few days, and the mud on my skin, right?

Ling Xiao rubbed hard, but he was not able to rub off the "mud".

It's really not mud...... So what is it?

A few crooked, intertwined black lines......

To be honest, it's a bit ugly, it's like a tattoo, or the kind of failed tattoo that an apprentice has practiced!

Ling Xiao's face turned a little dark, how will this Nima see people in the future?

I also don't let people go to the bathhouse to take a bath!

No, that's not the point...... The point is, what the hell are these black lines?

When did it appear?

Isn't it some unclean parasite on the plateau?

Damn, why does this seem to be moving?

Ling Xiao's scalp was slightly numb, and he didn't take a bath, so he hurriedly turned off the shower, tried to lower his head, his eyes widened, and he stared at his chest without blinking.

It's a bit difficult, and my neck is slightly sore, but is it a problem?

Quickly figuring out what these black lines are is the point, damn! It's moving again!

Some cold sweat immediately broke out on his back, Ling Xiao was completely panicked, resisting the urge to use a knife to cut the black line on his chest, and continued to stare at his chest.

Mom, it's ...... It's moving again!

Wait a minute, look closely, these black lines don't seem to move, they seem to ...... Growing?

Ling Xiao's eyes didn't blink, and even the water in his hair flowed into his eyes, he couldn't help but blink, as if he was facing a great enemy, staring at the black line.

Ten minutes later, he finally confirmed something.

The black line on the chest, it does grow!

They've been growing at a very slow rate!

Can you still have a good time?

Is it a parasite or what?

If it's really a parasite, at such a growth rate, how can I have a few days to live?!

I won't die so young, right?

With great apprehension, Ling Xiao quickly got dressed, came to his bedroom, locked the door, and took out a small needle.

It was an embroidery needle that my mother usually used to sew and mend, but with the continuous increase in wages in recent years, I don't need it very much.

After calming down a bit, he currently had two thoughts in his head.

First, the black line that suddenly appeared was related to the Altar of Overlordship.

If that's the case, he can still feel a little more at ease, after all, it was based on the induction in his mind, and he shouldn't hurt himself, thinking of the scene of the unknown liquid entering his body, he felt that this might not necessarily be a bad thing, and he could observe it again.

The second one is a little scary, if this black line is really some kind of terrible parasite on the Qiangtang Plateau, then you have to go to the hospital quickly, otherwise you don't know how to die!

Therefore, there is only one verification method at present: don't be afraid of pain, try to pick the skin on your chest with a needle and see how the black line reacts.

If there is no response, it may be the first conjecture, and if it moves like a bug, then ...... Guess the yarn and go to the hospital quickly!

By the way, I have to call Jiang Yu's kid over to check and check, during this time, he almost eats and sleeps with himself, if he is tricked, he will definitely not be able to escape!

"Shhh

A struggling inhalation sound sounded in Ling Xiao's bedroom, only to see Ling Xiao's teeth clenched, with a look of death on his face, holding an embroidery needle in his hand and poking it into his chest.

If this scene is seen by people who don't know, Ling Xiao's reputation for having masochistic tendencies will probably be confirmed.

Only Ling Xiao himself knows that this is not masochism, this is a life-threatening matter!

Of course, when it is said to be a "poke", it is actually just a little bit of skin, and there are faint blood marks, but it is not to the extent that the blood flows out.

What made Ling Xiao breathe a sigh of relief was that although the needle was directly pierced on the black line, the black line was motionless, and there was no imaginary scene of continuous distortion.

It's okay, it's okay!

Ling Xiao exhaled, ruthlessly, with a slight force, the needle went deeper again.

The red blood immediately flowed down the skin and landed on the tissue paper that had been prepared, Ling Xiao snorted, and the needle was picked hard again in the direction of the black line, and then, the needle with a trace of flesh foam poked out from under the skin.

This taste really hurts!

However, the result was very gratifying, although the blood did not stop, but the black line was still the same, slowly getting longer, but there was still no writhing.

It seems that the possibility of parasites can be basically ruled out, and he has used a needle to pick through the skin and flesh in the middle of the black line, if it was a parasite, it would have been picked out a long time ago, and it is impossible not to have a trace of reaction.