Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Old Man of the Silkworm
Looking at the blood-colored silkworms crawling all over the stone tablet, Zhou Zhiyuan tore the books in his hand little by little.
Then he stepped forward, tore a corner of his sleeve, wrapped his hand in a cloth, and picked up one of the quenched silkworms lying on the stone tablet.
It is then tightly wrapped and placed on the chest.
Looking at the various cocoons on the ground and the many blood-quenching silkworms that had hatched, Zhou Zhiyuan did not hesitate much, and walked towards the light at the mouth of the well.
During this period, several blood-quenching silkworms on the stele were exposed to the night pearl when they kept climbing, and they were irradiated into blood red in the environment of the dark passage.
Under the flickering red shadow, Zhou Zhiyuan used all fours together, relying on the winding diagonal crack of the well wall to climb up little by little.
Looking at the wellhead where there were still some red shadows flickering from time to time, he also used some dead wood as a cover to block it.
It's a dry well, and no one usually comes.
It was only when he passed by that his sharp eyes that he found some clues and went down to investigate.
Feeling the heart, even if he was wrapped in cloth, it was still hot and hot, Zhou Zhiyuan did not return to the mansion, but went towards an inn.
Now as long as Zhou Yangyan finds Dr. Zhang back, he will definitely die.
Since the left and right are dead, why not fight for it.
If the books and statements left by the old man are true, then he can survive in a desperate situation.
After paying some money, Zhou Zhiyuan opened a first-class room and asked Xiao Er to bring needlework and a kitchen knife.
Even though Xiao Er was full of doubts, he also obeyed the other party's arrangement.
After all, this son still has some name in their Jiangbo Town.
Raise talents.
Many ladies have a secret feeling for it.
These little characters just need to listen to the arrangement, and it's not their turn to inquire about what they don't have.
In this way, needles and threads and knives were brought into the room.
On the roof tiles, Li Hao stood quietly, and the sound insect could be said to be launched to the extreme.
He could judge by his voice, Zhou Zhiyuan's methods and steps of use, as well as his own means of using qi and blood.
It is equivalent to ultrasonic detection, except that the sound of the detection needs to be judged by himself.
Sting!
Closing the door, Zhou Zhiyuan made a cut on his arm.
Blood gushed directly down the wound.
Without much hesitation, he directly picked up the blood silkworm that had been placed on the table and put it in the bleeding place.
The quenching silkworm, which was originally a little lazy and just crawling slowly, began to swell after coming into contact with the blood on Zhou Zhiyuan's arm.
Not a single drop of blood was left in the blood, and all of it was absorbed into the abdomen by the small, tiny mouthparts with tiny blades.
Following the direction of blood flow, the slightly huge blood quenching silkworm squeezed into the cut muscle tissue little by little.
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned, he didn't care about the severe pain, but cared about the severe pain to cancel out most of his induction in his arm.
Fortunately, he could clearly sense the position where the quenching silkworm was wriggling.
Thinking back to the record in that book, Zhou Zhiyuan also picked up the needle and thread that had already been worn.
Start a little sewing on your left arm with one hand.
Because the quenched silkworm has been sucking blood, there is no blood flowing out during his sewing.
But even so, his face began to slowly turn pale.
The quenching silkworm crawling on his arm swelled to the size of a fist at this time, and the skin and flesh of his arm swelled tremendously, like a meat bag.
After sewing the flesh wound and wrapping the wound around with the strip of cloth that previously wrapped the quenched silkworm.
Zhou Zhiyuan also slowly walked to the side of the bed, leaning on the head of the bed.
He felt that all his blood was being sucked by the strange insect of the blood-quenching silkworm.
The feeling of reflux of energy was very uncomfortable.
Li Hao, who was standing on the top of the roof tiles, was also a little surprised when he heard the terrifying situation of the blood in the other party's body.
You know, the first time he used the Quenching Silkworm like this, there was no such situation.
That is, after that, when the blood and blood of the blood quenching silkworm are planted, and the blood and qi and blood are extremely pure, there will be this unimpeded and the blood quenching silkworm will not stagnate.
This also shows in disguise that the other party's blood is very pure, which is comparable to the effect that can only be achieved after constantly refining with more than a dozen blood quenching silkworms.
In the three realms of martial arts, qi and blood are the energy substances that are reproduced by the purity and strength of blood.
The purer the blood, the purer and stronger the qi and blood.
This week, Zhiyuan is not a loser, and among the monks, the existence with the strongest martial arts qualifications in the Dayang Dynasty.
It's really much better than before.
Gradually, leaning on the head of the bed, Zhou Zhiyuan, who was originally in good shape, was slowly melted by his flesh and skin.
Even the blood hidden deep in the cortex is sucked into the abdomen by the quenching silkworm.
The fist-sized meat bun had now skyrocketed to the size of a head, and because it was located at the top of the shoulder, at a glance, one might think that a person had two heads.
At this moment, Zhou Zhiyuan had the heart to stop this blood-quenching silkworm that was like taking his own life, but he had the heart but was powerless.
Below him, there was so much emptiness that he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.
Slowly, the flesh on his body began to fade, and his body became skinny, and even the flesh on his cheeks was deeply sunken.
Jet-black hair begins to grow gray.
If it weren't for his undulating chest, he would be like an old man in his seventies and eighties, on his deathbed.
The meat bun had skyrocketed to the size of two heads.
Kiss~
Just as Zhou Zhiyuan fell into the endless darkness, a crisp sound came.
This was followed by the sound of the rushing river, and the sound of countless rushing rivers exploded in my ears.
The dry flesh began to be filled, and the gray hair began to turn black from the roots.
After more than a dozen breaths, while the huge meat bag was reduced, Zhou Zhiyuan's blood began to flow back.
"This ......"
Zhou Zhiyuan raised his hand in surprise and stood up from the head of the bed.
A stream of red aura surrounded him, and it was the power of qi and blood.
"Just inoculating a blood-quenching silkworm will directly quench all the blood in the whole body and reach the blood coagulation realm ......."
Li Hao was at the top, a little dumb for a while, and finally could only say a word that he couldn't hear, and his qualifications were terrifying.
Feeling the extreme strength of his body, Zhou Zhiyuan placed his palm on the edge of the wooden bed.
There was no feeling of force at all, and the corner of the wooden bed was directly pinched into a flat shape.
"This power...."
He could clearly feel that the blood-quenching silkworm on his left arm was constantly sucking his own blood, but it was expelling the sucked blood in an instant.
Every time this process was completed, Zhou Zhiyuan could feel that the qi and blood in his entire body were a little stronger.
And it only takes one breath to complete this process.
That is, his strength is growing by the moment.
Slowly raising his head, Zhou Zhiyuan laughed wildly, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for ten years all exploded at this moment.
It turns out that this is the feeling of having power, which is much stronger than what is disguised as a gentleman and a reading examiner.
With this power, the Zhou family is not just in the bag, and even he can have more things than the Zhou family!
The sense of strength filled the whole body, making a thing called ambition in Zhou Zhiyuan's heart continue to sprout and grow.
"Guest, what's wrong with you?"
Outside the door, Xiao Er heard the movement inside and asked a little timidly.
No way, the laughter inside is just too oozing.
Click!
One arm broke through the portal directly, breaking Xiao Er's neck.
Immediately after, screams rang out one after another in the inn.
And the initiator, Zhou Zhiyuan, looked indifferent and strode towards the Zhou family.
At this time, the sun had set in the western mountains, and the front of the Zhou family gate was a little deserted.
Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the door that had been closed before the time, his face turned cold, and then he pushed it open.
In the house, the sound of Jin Ge was constantly heard.
Dozens of officers and soldiers armed with spears slowly surrounded Zhou Zhiyuan.
"Brother, no, it should be Chen Zhiyuan, I really didn't expect ......."
Zhou Yangyan stood behind the officers and soldiers, and next to him was Dr. Zhang, who had been invited.
After knowing that there was a problem with the prescription and that his father had been poisoned, he also asked his father where his eldest brother was born before, and only found out after some investigation.
It turns out that this big brother is actually a fake.
Spend money in advance to let others make perjury, so that the father thinks that the other party is his own son.
Hearing the name Chen Zhiyuan, the guy who was surrounded by many officers and soldiers turned black.
It was the last last last thing he wanted to hear.
Because the last name was given to him by that scumbag man.
"Zhiyuan, I didn't expect you to ......"
Behind Zhou Yangyan, Zhou Juren looked at the man who was surrounded by the support of the servants, and was a little speechless.
He didn't expect that his son, who he had raised for more than 20 years, would actually attack him.
"You're just a bunch of disgusting guys who don't have to worry about food and clothing....."
Chen Zhiyuan raised his arm, his eyes were deep and crazy, and the blood quenching silkworm on his left arm seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, swallowing blood at an extremely fast speed.