Quiet dry forest, quiet town...... Aunt Zhu moved her eight legs and chose a family to walk into.

Then her voice came out: "Dead." "A family of six, from a three-year-old child to a sixty-year-old man, is all here.

Each corpse was shriveled, as if it had been dried up to the last bit of flesh. The corpses all had several round holes in them.

Dong Rui went to the back shed of another house to take a look, and sighed twice: "I don't even let go of pigs and dogs." "Livestock die the same way.

No matter who the murderer of the townspeople is, he really does not leave the chicken and the dog behind. He Lingchuan looked at the window and said, "It's broken in from the outside, and there are a lot of them." "Hundreds of people in a town have all been sucked dry of flesh and died quietly here.

He Lingchuan noticed that a white net appeared in the open space behind the house, the net was very thick and the mesh was very dense, and then it was pressed by the snow, and no one else had the heart to turn it.

But he wanted to pull out the floating life and scrape the white net. When the snow melts, it should still be frozen soil, and it will take another month or two before the land can be cultivated.

But He Lingchuan found that the ground was quite soft, and he built one small bag after another. It's probably something that got into the ground to dig out this bulge.

He Lingchuan greeted Dong Rui, went back to the house and took out a shovel, and started digging. Dong Rui didn't expect that he would have to do farm work when he entered the town, and he yawned once he shoveled the soil, and he was reluctant to dig.

Aunt Zhu didn't pay attention to this, and her eight claws started to move, which was faster than any farm tool turning the ground. After digging a foot, she suddenly stopped: "There is something." "The object was three feet long, a bit like a fly but swarthy, with a broad head, red eyes, wings on its back, and a bulging belly.

Aunt Zhu scooped it up, moved a few legs, pressed it to the ground and rubbed it a few times. It's a spider's habit of feeling its prey — when it's not sure what it is.

"Dead." It continues to feel,

"It's a cicada." This thing is already dead, and it's frozen to the ground.

"Cicadas?" He Lingchuan is not sure,

"Youkai? Do you know how big you can grow? At this time, he also touched a foreign object under the shovel. When I dug it up, it was probably something like this, but it had no wings on its back, and its two forelimbs were very long and curved like praying mantises.

When the two things are placed together, you can see the obvious difference.

"Isn't this the same species of cicada?" He Lingchuan patted their stomachs with a shovel: "But the abdomen is very soft." Aunt Zhu herself is also a worm, and she knows it at a glance: "There are eggs." The tip of the claw, which was sharper than a knife, was flexibly scraped, and the belly of the strange cicada was sliced open, revealing a large pile of white balls inside.

Each grain was the size of a grape, so white that it was almost transparent, and He Lingchuan could see that the larvae inside were ripe, and he could even move his legs and feet.

It seems that the time for incubation is not far off. It stands to reason that insects should lay their eggs in the ground or in trees, rather than holding them in their bellies to hatch.

"This could be a seventy-year-old cicada!" Aunt Zhu suddenly said,

"I only know seventy-year-old cicadas." Before He Lingchuan could understand, Dong Rui had already raised his middle finger: "Impossible, seventy-year cicadas can grow so big at most." Three feet long? No way! Aunt Zhu directly took out a cicada egg and shook it at him: "I don't know how much I've eaten this kind of cicada, you question me?" Dong Rui was speechless.

Yes, yes, he hasn't eaten, he doesn't have a say. He Lingchuan observed the cicada corpse and said, "Did someone explain it to me?" ”

"The seventy-year-old cicada is one of the longest-lived cicadas, in fact, three thousand years ago, when the aura was abundant, it was also called the seventeen-year-old cicada, from the egg to the larvae are underground, the growth process is extremely slow, it lasts sixteen and a half years, and it is not until the last half a year that it transforms into an adult and crawls out of the ground to forage for food." Aunt Zhu paused and said, "They will die before the pups hatch, and the remains will be absorbed by the cicada eggs as feed." However, in today's environment, the time it takes for them to metamorphose into worms has been extended to 70 years, and not many cicadas can survive to that time. ”

"Isn't that pretty good?" Dong Rui pointed to one small dirt bag after another on the ground, there was at least one adult incubator under each one, right?

"You say this is a seventy-year-old cicada, but the two cicada corpses dug up are inconsistent in appearance, how can this be explained?"

"Indeed, I have never seen this before."

"Have you ever seen this?" He Lingchuan pointed to the cicada corpse he dug up, that is, the one with both forelimbs like a praying mantis.

It was dead, but its abdomen suddenly fluctuated, as if something was scratching inside it, ready to burst out.

This scene was seen by others, and they were probably shocked to the point of explosion. Dong Rui sighed, but took a closer look: "Interesting!" As soon as He Lingchuan saw his expression, he knew that this Frankenstein had been aroused to study again.

Aunt Zhu waved her paws: "Get out of the way." Then he stretched out his toes and pulled on the abdomen of the corpse—

With a "hula", the belly of the cicada corpse exploded, and thirty or forty larvae jumped out! Each of these ones is like a copy of an adult body, and the same forelimbs are curved like a sickle, only the length of He Lingchuan's index finger.

As soon as they were born, they rushed towards the two of them without stopping, as if they smelled human odors. Aunt Zhu was prepared, squirting out a mouthful of cobwebs and catching them all.

These young cicadas wanted to charge them in the cobwebs, and He Lingchuan saw their mouthparts, which were really like needles, thick and long.

The strangest thing is that under their gaze, the body of the young cicada grows at an astonishing speed! In just a quarter of an hour, they grow to their mother's size.

It only took a quarter of an hour to go from the length of a human index finger to a monster with a head and tail of three feet! He Lingchuan had never seen a creature with such a short growth cycle.

As they grow up, they become more irritable and chirp the classic calls. Ordinary cicadas with fingers as long can make the whole family unable to sleep, and the voice of such a large individual in front of him is several times louder than that of small cicadas.

And they are still thirty or forty open microphones at the same time, forming a deafening chorus! At that moment, He Lingchuan only felt that he was standing by the whistle of the steamer, and he could not hear anything except the overwhelming sound of cicadas.

Even his brain was buzzing. Aunt Zhu was also so noisy that she couldn't stand it, her ear power was more sensitive than that of humans, so she spit out a big mouthful of acid into the net.

The cicadas squeaked and screamed, but they couldn't stop the power of the acid, and little by little they were corroded. Aunt Zhu was not satisfied: "It's slow." "With the power of its acid, it should be divided by two by three.

That is, when the cicada chirping stopped, there were suddenly two rustling sounds in the woods ten feet away. Someone? He Lingchuan immediately stood up.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the woods and surrounded the two of them and a spider.