"Ding—"

The cold wind in the rain stirred the brass bells that the townspeople tied to the old locust trees with red ropes, making a crisp sound.

Ji Nian held a nine-section bamboo cane in one hand and stroked the rough body of the tree in the other, overlooking the town sandwiched between two mountains.

It was evening, and the sky was blue and black.

He looked at the flat and low bluestone brick house on the hillside, as if he was looking at a monument of the ancestors buried at the bottom of the sea through time.

With just one glance, he was pulled from the plausible, transcendent modern city into a cold, damp, dark and desperate landscape.

Demons are raging, famine is raging, the world is shattered, and natural disasters are frequent.

When you go out, you can't see anything, and the white bones cover the plain.

It's a world of despair.

Those who have attained the "Tao" call themselves "Buddhas, demons and immortals", herding sentient beings, and eating people to ascend to the extreme;

The princes and generals will try their own ways, take heaven and earth as chess, laugh and talk about the execution, and take every step for profit;

Cows, ghosts, snakes, ghosts, mountain spirits, monsters, bandits, and people from other worlds, each with their own thoughts, is cunning and ruthless;

The people of Cangsheng Li are struggling to survive, weathered the wind and rain, sometimes as insects, sometimes as animals, sometimes as grass, sometimes as firewood, and are not human.

Like an ant in a bottle, the "Void Dark Chaos World" seen may just be a naughty child's desk drawer.

They are coaxed and kept in captivity by people with different intentions in various ways, and they have no chance to see the wider world outside, just like being wrapped in a thick cocoon.

Numb and ignorant.

As for their ending, to use a poem that is not very appropriate, that is: the spring silkworm is dead to the end.

"Wow!"

It was like a flash of lightning piercing through the thick black clouds, and the handsome and sharp bird of prey circled in the air for a circle, and landed on Ji Nian's shoulder again.

【Yuanxi Dynasty Huyigos Grassland Ghost Devouring Falcon】

The Chronicle summoned him out to be his own eyes.

"Go."

After a soft snort, the bird instantly turned into lightning and swooped away.

As the year began to share his senses, Shijie Town, and even the green hills on both sides, were reflected in his mind in the form of tiled maps.

The sound of sneering insects, rats, and rustling rain also broke into the ears together, and they were carefully distinguished, which was also mixed with the sound of human conversation.

It's not out of the Kyushu language family, and when you hear it, it's the accent of the Aoyama area.

"Third uncle, can the 'stump' still be saved?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man, with a hoarse voice, full of hunger and weakness.

"The High Immortal Master said, as long as we help him solve a problem......"

It was an old man who replied, and his voice was vicissitudes.

He was only halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by the person who had just asked:

"Gao Immortal Master, Gao Immortal Master, I think he is no different from those ...... 'immortals' in the past, he just uses our Shijie people as livestock. Look at the look in his eyes......"

"Shut up! The 'Dharma Protector Spirit' of the High Immortal Master is now in the Shijie Temple, and if he dares to say these words, he is not afraid of being made into a 'human fat'? ”

"That's better than eating dirt and dying! Choke to death by eating tree bark! Starve to death! Uncle, I'm not afraid of death! But the little stump is the only child in the town in the past two years, and he can't be fine! ”

"Alas!"

The conversation ends with a sigh from the old man.

Ji Nian, who was dressed as a Taoist, had his eyes flashing, and he listened to a few more conversations.

Sort out the situation of this town.

Due to the topography, this is a "disaster area".

It's just the fruits and seeds that come with the wind that add a touch of life to it.

But recently, for some reason, the climate has changed dramatically and natural disasters have continued.

In just one month, the town's food stock was exhausted.

In previous years, they would still be able to eat grass, chew leaves, gnaw bark, and catch insects to fill their stomachs, as the middle-aged man said.

After all, it is a "green mountain", with a lush variety of vegetation and an endless sea of trees.

It's a big deal to be like Wang Baochuan, digging the mountain "bald", and you won't starve to death.

But the problem is that you can't eat anything from Aoyama casually.

According to the things, it can also be said that "God".

He, or rather, Them, is driven by instinct and has no sense of self.

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of "aggregate" of big scenery insects.

The appearance is a white "jade plate", but the material is soft.

The larger size, such as the bright moon hanging on the mountain, as a "quilt" to cover the top of the mountain; The smaller ones are also worth the wheels of some heavy trucks.

For the Dajing Demon and the Blue Star Card Master, this kind of thing is a kind of "secret treasure" where "risks and opportunities coexist".

Take Ji Nian as an example, if he comes across this thing, as long as he is skilled and lucky, he can encapsulate it in a "card".

Whether it's a material or a direct use, it's okay.

It's just that this kind of thing is "attritional".

Each time you use it, you will lose some bugs, and the quality level of the card will continue to decrease in the process.

Either invest resources and let it reproduce on its own; Or find a new [Insect Habitat Plate] to replenish the source of life.

And not all of the insects that were "lost" died, and a considerable part of them were lost in the world.

Moving with the wind, adrift.

The individual is so small that the [eyesight] of the card master and the person who has attained the "Dao" cannot see clearly.

Concentrate on the surface of some plants and small insects and beasts, once people eat them in their stomachs and accumulate a certain amount, then the end is ......

It's just that the people of Genting and Qingshan, whose psychological quality is generally good, have to vomit when they see it.

Those who are recruited will not be very happy:

Chest and abdomen cramping, swollen like an urn, forehead burnt and dizzy, like a madman, seeing evil shapes, hearing the sound of insects......

This kind of side effect is the most painful of many ways to die.

Fortunately, these insects, once they leave the secret realm, will change back to their original form.

Visible to the naked eye, easy to handle.

Even in the secret realm, card masters with various means and mature experience have multiple ways to avoid it.

Not to mention the Dajing Demon Man, this thing is a conventional weapon in their hands, and it won't hurt themselves at all.

Speaking of which, after a tough battle involving [Insect Habitat], only the poor and innocent people of Dajing suffered.

Without extraordinary strength, they can only go on a hunger strike in the face of this situation.

I really couldn't hold it anymore, so I drank a few sips of [Worm-free Pure Water] given by the "gods".

You can survive in half a month, and you don't need to bury it if you survive, there are more than 100,000 green mountain beasts.

But "hunger" is a state of life, adults can still endure it a little, how can ignorant children understand so much?

When I was hungry, I grabbed a handful of moss and put it in my mouth, and then I was "sick".

It is still an incurable disease that most "immortal masters", "gods and demons", and "Venerables" cannot solve.

- [Insect Habitat Disk] No matter how you say it, it is also a creature called a "god", how can it be so easy to deal with.

"Worm ......"

Ji said in a young voice, his fingertips a little bit away from the location of Shijie Town.

The golden silkworm Gu with a dark golden body and a dragon lying on his index finger.

【Insect Habitat】、【Big Scenery Insects】

He is no stranger to either of these things.

Not long ago, in the "Battle of the Heroes and Slaying the Gods", the "Nine-Faced God" controlled by the masters of the Jingxing Sect had released a [Worm Habitat Disk] before "dying".

The jade plate was broken, and in the blink of an eye, it was billowing "white smoke".

Overwhelming, overwhelming.

Fortunately, the master who carried him at that time had good skills, and rushed out of the secret realm three minutes early.

The big scene insect that came after him lost the home field advantage, changed back to its original form, and turned into a small insect that was visible to the naked eye and weak and lying on the ground, and was put into a jar by him.

With the poison-insect caught by the Seventh Master earlier, the [Golden Silkworm Gu] was created.

It can be said that some of the skill characteristics on the panel of the little golden silkworm are inherited from this creature.

It's just that it conforms to the background of Chinese mythology and makes adaptive adjustments.

"But after all, it is based on the Great Scenery Worm, and there is a plausible connection in its bones, and it is blessed with the [Insect King] skill."

"As long as it's not targeted, I basically don't have to worry about the problem of [Insect Habitat], and I can use it as a breakthrough to do something."

Ji Nianxin said and patted the old locust tree next to him.

From the words of the townspeople, it is clear that this old tree has an unusual meaning to them.

Even if it starves to death, it will not touch its leaves and bark.

"It doesn't look special, you can't grow into the tree demon grandma in "A Chinese Ghost Story", right?"

Ji Nian smiled, put away the falcon, held the nine-section bamboo cane in his hand, stepped on the mud ground, and walked in the direction where Shijie Town was located.

"Stand ......"

didn't go far, a soft cry sounded in his ears, Ji Nian turned his head, and saw a "watchtower" standing not far away.

It is said to be a "tower", but in fact, a simple wooden shed was built on an old tree that was hugged by ten people, less than two square meters.

The man who shouted to him was standing in such a cramped place where the "squatting pit" was too cramped, under the shade of the trees, but he was a young man with slightly sunken cheeks and a scrawny skin.

As if he had seen his Taoist appearance clearly, the young man's tone weakened.

"Who?" The young man took a deep breath and bothered to ask questions.

"As the little brother saw, a poor Taoist." Ji Nian waved his sleeve robe and chuckled.

"What did you come from?" The young man continued to ask as he shook the brass bell.

"Heal, save people." Ji Nian replied.

"Heal? Save? The young man repeated it again, with an inexplicable look on his face, and did not ask any more questions.

After a while, a group of scrawny men with only slightly bulging bellies rushed up with all kinds of rudimentary weapons and farm tools.

They looked cautiously at the eight-foot-tall, fairy-like, bookish Taoist in front of them, and did not dare to act rashly.

"I just heard from the Taoist chief that you are here to heal and save people?"

An old man with a furrowed face and a short hunched back walked out of the group, and a pair of vicissitudes of life and cloudy eyes quietly watched Ji Nian.

"Since you have this ability, why don't you find some big counties and important towns to join, and the old men there will definitely treat you as a guest."

"Our Shijie is called a town, but it is actually a village, and we don't have much property for you."

"Unless ......"

Under the dark blue sky, the old man's eyes moved slightly, and his voice was calm: "What you are looking for is not a property, but something ethereal. ”

"The immortal master has already instructed us that if someone comes for this in the near future, we will ...... him."

The old man didn't say more, and the young "strong" people around him showed their fierce colors one after another, slowly dispersed, and surrounded Ji Nian.

"The old man probably misunderstood, poor ...... It's just a 'bug'. ”

(End of chapter)