"It's ugly!"

After a while, looking at the butterfly-shaped bugs emerging from the cocoon, I couldn't help but complain.

Black, with gray speckled wings, a colorful belly, a head with jagged mouthparts, plus two yellow tentacles, this butterfly, how ugly, how ugly.

Hearing me say ugly, the butterfly turned around, and a pair of pale green compound eyes stared at me.

I don't know if it's a delusion or what, but I read a kind of meaning in those compound eyes that if you talk about me, I'll kill you.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Situ Qing snorted coldly, and the compound eyes that looked at me immediately turned around, and the cocked wings also fell, and the abdomen curled up, revealing a low and small state.

"Huh!"

Situ Qing sneered and hooked his index finger.

The insect hesitated, and finally retracted its wings, slowly crawled from Situ Qing's palm to Situ Qing's index finger, hooked its belly fell, and the tip of its butt was aimed at the center of its fingers, and then began to exert force.

This action made me look inexplicable.

"What is this for? ? ”

I muttered quietly.

It's not that I'm vulgar, it's that this action is too similar to.

"It's like!"

Liu Ling Boy whispered.

"Hey, it's really pulled!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Lingtongzi's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to Situ Qing's finger heart.

This butterfly has a colorful belly, just like a dyeing workshop, but the tip of the belly and tail is indeed white.

So, once something comes out, it can be seen very clearly.

Just as we watched, an orange-yellow bead the size of a sesame seed was pulled out.

As the first grain is pulled out, it is the second grain, and the third grain......

After half a ring, Situ Qing's fingertips had more than twenty orange-yellow, sesame-sized beads piled together.

After pulling out these beads, the butterfly's originally swollen stomach dried up, and it lay on Situ Qing's fingertips weakly.

"It's so good!"

Liu Ling boy clicked his lips and said, "Brother-in-law, it's been hollowed out!" ”

"Hmm!"

I nodded in agreement.

Situ Qing had no sadness or joy on his face, but carefully put the small ball of orange-yellow beads the size of sesame seeds into a small porcelain bottle, and then pierced his fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it in front of the butterfly.

Seeing the blood, the butterfly raised its head suddenly, staring at Situ Qing with a pair of green compound eyes.

"Let's eat!"

Situ Qing said lightly.

Given the order, the butterfly bowed its head like crazy and devoured the blood.

After half a ring, the blood was swallowed clean, and the butterfly's shriveled stomach bulged again, and the originally colorful abdomen changed.

The patterns and colors that looked like bells and whistles began to change, and gradually all became purple.

And its wings, which were originally black with gray lines, have also turned purple, and even the pair of tentacles have turned purple.

In less than a minute, the butterfly completed a radical metamorphosis, if it was an ugly duckling before, now it is a swan.

"Damn, it's so beautiful!"

Liu Ling Boy muttered.

"It's beautiful!" I nodded.

"Let's get to work!"

Looking at the butterfly on his fingertips that had not changed to purple except for the color of his eyes, Situ Qing raised his fingers lightly and said lightly.

After receiving the order, the butterfly flapped its wings twice, circled around Situ Qing, and the pair of tentacles flicked and flew to a corner on the left side of the main hall.

Once in this corner, the butterfly flapped its wings twice, and bits of fluorescent fluorescence fanned off its wings and floated to the ground.

After doing this, the butterfly turned its head and nodded to Situ Qing.

"Brother-in-law, let's go, go over and have a look!"

The Liu Ling boy became interested, and without waiting for me to respond, he walked there.

I hesitated for a moment, then followed.

Situ Qing was not in a hurry or panic, and walked over slowly.

When we got to the corner, we found that there was a faint invisible line on the ground, and the texture was stained with a faint fluorescent powder.

If it weren't for these powders, we would never have found these lines.

"Chen San, lend me a needle!"

Looking at the lines on the ground, Situ Qing frowned and said.

"Give!"

I handed the needle over.

Situ Qing took the needle, thought about it, and said, "Lend me two more drops of blood!" ”

"Sting!"

Without any hesitation, I stretched out my hand.

Situ Qing took the needle and stabbed it on the belly of my middle finger, squeezing out three drops of blood and dripping them on the ground.

The moment the blood and the lines came into contact, those lines instantly lit up, just like the lines in front of the bronze gate.

The texture on the ground is actually not large, in terms of length, it is only the size of a palm.

But my blood seems to have a chain reaction, and when this palm-sized line lights up, it is not the end, but spreads forward.

A fine line as thin as a hair strand, stretching all the way forward.

We followed the pattern until we reached the front of the main hall, in front of the door on the left, and it disappeared.

"Three more drops of blood!"

At the moment when the lines were about to disappear, Situ Qing spoke again.

This time, without waiting for me to say yes, she pricked my finger and squeezed out three drops of blood and dripped them into the lines of the ground.

At the moment when the lines disappeared, my blood dripped on them, and the lines that had disappeared reappeared and continued to spread.

Just disappear and reappear, appear and disappear, and I squeeze out fifteen drops of blood back and forth.

These fifteen drops of blood let us see the general appearance of the lines.

This is a talisman, a talisman inscribed in the main hall.

As for what this talisman is, I don't know.

Although I don't know each other, judging from Situ Qing's thoughtful appearance, she does.

And Liu Ling Tongzi, he may not know either, I saw doubts in his eyes.

However, Liu Lingtong's situation is more special, and this product may be pretending to be a doubt.

After the last three drops of blood dropped, Situ Qing didn't ask me to continue dripping blood, and the lines on the ground finally disappeared.

I turned around and forgot to glance out, the ground outside the bronze gate was still bubbling with blood, and if there was enough blood, the lines on the hall would not be extinguished.

I just don't know if there is a connection between the lines inside the hall and the lines outside the bronze gate.