Chapter 162: The Black Thread

The yin and yang eyes do not react, indicating that there is no yin and evil at work.

The eyes are just as quiet...

However, there are wild boars on the ground, and it is impossible to turn into a manfish, so there must be no pigs.

"Painter A, help me take a look at this."

The wings made of drawing paper landed, and Painter A stepped forward, and the smooth head of the duck egg nodded slightly, and then quickly lifted the brush, which was called a pen walking dragon snake.

In just a few minutes of operation, Painter A showed the sketchbook.

Yu Xian was shocked, "Why did you suddenly draw a zombie girl with fangs ornaments?!" This... This dress is a bit excessive, it's worse to wear it than not to wear it! ”

"I thought a gentleman's friend wanted to create a welfare with the theme of a dead wild boar."

"Carrying out dangerous missions in the rainforest, how can you have time to look at welfare..."

After taking the sketchbook, Yu Xian secretly glanced at it a few more times before explaining the intention of the call just now.

When digging in the ground, the dead boar carcass that was obviously seriously decomposed suddenly bounced up like a corpse, but it did not feel the aura associated with yin and evil.

"So I'm going to tell you to come down and see if you can see anything else from your point of view."

After a little perceiving, Painter A made a judgment, "This is a corpse that has been dead for a long time, and its soul has long been wiped out." ”

"Mingming..."

Using the cursed shovel to fiddle with the boar's carcass, Yu Xian wanted to confirm whether there were any creature such as grasshoppers burrowing inside, causing the muscle bounce reaction just now.

The half-sticky rotten flesh was cut open, the viscous liquid was drawn like black cheese, and the fishy smell hit the door, and there was nothing strange in it.

Wrong!

Yu Xian soon realized that the effect of the flesh-to-flesh banana was not rotting flesh, and there were a few fine threads in it.

Endure the stench and pick out some of them from the branches, like thin black threads.

"What do you think this is?"

Painter A blurted out, "Black silk." ”

"Say no more! I'd like to think of the answer myself. ”

In fact, Yu Xian had already guessed the direction in his heart.

Hair.

It was not simply because the shape of the black silk thread resembled a clogging sewer hair, but because Yu Xian thought of the information given by Bai Mo.

The Cloud Bun Kingdom uses long black hair as a totemic belief, and also uses hair for evil arts sacrifices.

At that time, Yu Xian was unimpressed, and the technique of manipulating with hair did not seem to be very strong, and there was no evidence that the drought, locust plague, and plague experienced in the later part of the Zhongzhi Dynasty were related to the curse of the burial of the Yunji Kingdom.

When I first heard about this, Yu Xian only thought... They have a lot of hair and can squander it indiscriminately.

Now seeing the black hair ball in the body of the deceitful boar, I can't help but think in the direction of the evil art of the Cloud Bun Country.

However, the hair-like threads do not touch the soul, ruling out the possibility of yin and evil possession, which means that it is just an ordinary object, why can the wild boar move just now?

"Gentleman friend, did you just poke a shovel on the pig's bone, and the lever principle caused the pig's head at the other end to?"

"Definitely not."

Painter A's guess is a bit reasonable, but Yu Xian doesn't want to reluctantly come up with a reason to multiply things over.

When digging, the angle of action in the field is exquisite, how can it be so just, and the force exerted just now is not enough to make the pig's head break the ground so violently through the lever that happened to be formed.

The black thread ball was purely an ordinary object, and Yu Xian was more inclined to guess that there was something else under the boar carcass.

Throwing the rotting boar carcass away with a swing of the Cursed Shovel, the ancient atlas of the pointing mark jumping fast and the arrows staring.

Yu Xian continued to dig up the little soil that had been soaked in rotten corpse fluid, revealing a rock underneath with round spiral lines.

"Ammonite... woc is so big! ”

Two ammonites come into view, the smaller one is about the same as the one owned by Yu Xian, and the other ammonite stone has a diameter of 1.5 meters.

The ammonites in the ancient atlas are about the size of a car tire and half the diameter of a car.

Holding out the ammonite, Yu Xian showed it the newly discovered fossils.

"You'll have new partners right away."

Ammonite has been following Yu Xian for so long, and gradually understands the sinister nature of the world, it desperately swayed its soft tentacles, and frantically warned members of its kind to run, this is hell!

It is a pity that the same kind has been turned into fossils, and the ancient atlas has added to the record.

With so many ammonites put together, the fossil integrity is as high as 267%.

"I'll have time to get another big ammonite another day, equip it to... Colorful crested dragon bar. ”

When fighting, you must use a feathered tyrannosaurus, and you need to ride a colorful crested dragon to hurry.

The basic quality of the gorgonosaurus is not inferior to that of the feathered tyrannosaurus, and there is not much biochemical equipment for it for the time being.

Ancient atlas extraction records, fossils in reality can only remain.

Like the sea lily just now, Yu Xian couldn't take such a grinding plate-sized thing on his back to track the No. 303 investigation team, so he could only cover the slate back first.

"It's strange, there's nothing unusual down there the boar carcass."

Painter A shook his head, indicating that he couldn't see the clue.

Expanding the scope of the search, Yu Xian poked a few shovels in other places.

The soil of the rainforest is so thin that you can feel the rock formations underneath the ground if you poke at it, and there is really no place to bury the corpses.

The black thread that appeared in the boar's stomach just now was as abrupt as a corpse, which made people scratch their heads.

Take out the plastic bag from the backpack and pick up the black thread ball and put it in.

When I report the coordinates tomorrow, I will contact the special investigation team by the way, and after a few days of hard work in the rainforest, I should always give me some information after discovering the abnormality.

Delayed for a long time near the carcass of the wild boar, so as not to ride the multicolored crested dragon too fast, and scare the special investigation team when the coordinates were sent yesterday.

With 60% of the current soul power remaining, Yu Xian simply continued to ride the Colorful Crowned Dragon, found a suitable hiding place and then chose to spend the night.

After such a long journey, there is nothing to threaten Yu Xian for the time being, and only mosquitoes really feel tricky.

Sometimes there are no mosquitoes in the rainforest, and sometimes there is a large area of black and black water.

Yu Xian was wearing a full set of protective clothing, and when he pulled the mask, he could still feel the mosquitoes flying up and down through the clothing material, and he also touched the clothes from time to time.

"Painter A, won't you be bitten by mosquitoes?"

"Where are you laughing, have you ever seen a mosquito bite a ghost or a zombie?"

"I'm so happy..."

"Okay." Painter A put away his sketchbook, "Since it's true that my friend doesn't like mosquitoes, I'll help you get rid of them." ”

"Do you want to use sorcery? But the mosquitoes in the rainforest are endless, and they can't be cleaned up even if they die of exhaustion. ”

"It's not an evil spell, it's a special creation of evil things."

In another world, the echelon of evil creatures is born due to negative and dark emotions, and ordinary people will be disturbed as long as they are close to the spirit, fall into a desperate illusion, and suffer from pain.

In addition to humans, other living creatures and even plants can be affected by evil creatures.

Painter A has reached the evil level, and if it weren't for the deliberate restraint of evil nature, the residents of a large area of Sandalwood City would have suffered.

At this time, the evil aura was released, and the surrounding mosquitoes spun and fell, and other creatures that were farther away instinctively sensed the danger and hurriedly evacuated in the opposite direction.

"Gentleman friend, so you can sleep well."

"What a good night's sleep, hurry up and restrain the evil spirit."

Yu Xian ran Taiyi's corpse to stabilize his soul, "You want to pull me into the illusion of despair..."

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