After Zhao Haipeng took back the small bottle in my hand, he immediately unscrewed the cap. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then he turned to me, grabbed my arm, and looked at the white flesh worms on the back of my hand that kept crawling into the blood.

Staring at those meat worms, Zhao Haipeng first comforted me and said, "You can't move your hands, don't worry, I'll force them out first!"

When Zhao Haipeng spoke, I found that not only could my hands not move, but even my tongue was numb, and I found that as the pain in my arm continued to expand, my whole body also stiffened.

At this time, I suddenly understood that the maggots on this arm have some kind of venom that spreads very quickly, and they release poison when they continue to burrow into people's bodies, making people stiff and waiting to die.

If Zhao Haipeng doesn't save me, then I will end up with the pig-headed goblin.

Thinking of this, I was a little anxious, although I couldn't speak, I still tried to wink at Zhao Haipeng a few times, saying that he should detoxify quickly, so that my brother could be freed from this painful torture as soon as possible.

When Zhao Haipeng lifted the back of my hand, almost all of those maggot-like things had sunk into my body, and many of them had become oval-shaped convex bumps under my skin, constantly swimming between blood vessels and muscles, and every movement was a pain in my heart.

Looking at this, Zhao Haipeng reached out and slapped the back of my hand a few times, then picked up the bottle he had given me and poured the contents on my arm.

As the bottle in Zhao Haipeng's hand slowly tilted, I saw a black thing flowing out of it, the smell of the thing was sour like vinegar, and at the same time, there was a pungent smell that I had never stabilized.

Zhao Haipeng didn't pour much of the liquid out of the bottle, but it was evenly enough to spill on the back of my hand. And as the fluid gradually dispersed, the small rice worms on the back of my hand, which had almost completely burrowed into the skin, changed dramatically.

The moment the liquid touched the back of my hand, they stopped destroying my hand, and then as the liquid on the back of my hand gradually spread deeply, the insects that had penetrated into the epidermis quickly came out of the same way.

Eventually, when the rice-sized worms came out of the back of my hand, they began to convuls, and all of them fell off the back of my hand.

In this way, these terrible little insects that were ruthlessly gnawing at me just now all died in less than ten seconds.

It's true...... Completely incomprehensible.

Just when I was dumbfounded by all this, Zhao Haipeng raised the bottle in his hand again, and poured a large mouthful of thick black liquid into my mouth.

The liquid quickly turned into bubbles as soon as it entered my throat and exploded.

It feels a bit like Sprite, but it chokes a thousand times better than the taste of Sprite.

A mouthful of black water in my stomach, I felt like I had been cut from my throat to my stomach by countless blades, and I choked on my seven orifices and couldn't stop coughing and wheezing.

In my raw cough, Zhao Haipeng stood up and opened his mouth to ask me, "Can you talk after a try?"

With Zhao Haipeng's prompt, I realized the purpose of his work.

After turning my mouth slightly, I nodded, and the first thing I said was to ask Zhao Haipeng: "What is that rice-sized worm? What did you give me to drink?"

When I asked, Zhao Haipeng first dragged me to the base of the wall to rest, and then took out a Beidaihe and smoked it.

After this contact with the pig-headed demon, Zhao Haipeng's consumption was also very large, so after spitting out the first smoke ring, he continued to answer me: "The rice I threw out...... It is a poisonous insect called the Three Corpses, which can eat all dead meat, live meat and dead meat, so it is called the Three Corpses Worm, and they are not afraid of anything except hydrogen peroxide and urine!"

Listening to Zhao Haipeng's words, I hurriedly nodded and smiled: "I see, then what I drank just now...... It's the hydrogen peroxide and urine from the toilet that we wash!"

As I shouted hoarsely at the end, Zhao Haipeng smiled helplessly: "Oh, isn't this all to save your life?" I know you can't stand it, so I also add brown sugar and white vinegar to dilute it, and you drink more hot water when you go back, so you can guarantee that there will be no problems......

Although I received Zhao Haipeng's assurance, my heart, which had received severe trauma, could not be calmed for a long time.

Why...... It's always me who is unlucky enough to get hurt?!Won't I be able to change someone next time?

I was bored in my heart, and my expression was not good-looking, so Zhao Haipeng didn't seem to be able to mention to me more about the origin and role of these three corpse insects.

As soon as the conversation changed, Lao Zhao continued to point to the corpse of the "pool" pig-headed demon, and said to me again: "You drank those things, although it was uncomfortable, but you could save your life, and this one is no longer saved!"

Following Zhao Haipeng's words, I turned my head to look and saw the tragic situation of the pig-headed monster, and I was shocked.

At this moment, the pig-headed monster's body has shrunk by two-thirds compared to when it first met, the originally swollen skin has all sunken, and some disgusting corpse blood has flowed out from the broken elbow and the seven orifices, and a puddle has faintly gathered.

In the light of the night, I looked at this corpse that was disappearing and shriveled little by little, and I immediately realized that he was being quickly eaten from the inside by the three corpse insects thrown out by Zhao Haipeng and disappeared.

Looking at this miserable corpse, I was terrified in my heart, because I knew that if Zhao Haipeng didn't give me that sip of urine just now, my fate would be exactly the same as him.

After watching the disgusting image for a moment, I couldn't hold on to it anymore.

Hurriedly turning my head, I asked Zhao, "That...... When did you get here? Do you know what's going on with this pig-headed demon?"

Hearing this, Zhao Haipeng told me that when they were halfway through the digging of the body, Shui He went to the basement to find him, and told everything in a hurry, and then Lao Zhao felt that it was too risky for me to go out alone.

Therefore, he immediately made a decision, came to a "Huilong soup" in the hydrogen peroxide of the toilet, and then came to me with his invincible trump card.

However, even if Zhao Haipeng's reaction speed was fast, he still couldn't keep up with the afterimage of me and the pig-headed demon, and in the end, if it wasn't for the roar of the pig-headed demon stomping his feet, he wouldn't have been able to find me.

As for what the goblin I was facing, Zhao Haipeng told me very strangely: "I don't know what this pig-headed monster is, but I know his pig's head!"

As he spoke, Zhao Haipeng stared at the head again and told me further: "This thing is a sacrifice, a sacrifice for hungry ghosts!"