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Chapter 11 Miao Nu Shanjiao, insect control skills

The wind whistling in his ears was mixed with a thick wheezing sound, "Ahhhh

Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "You still talk about me, you tell me about your old age, did you touch something that shouldn't be touched, causing a wave of insects, I was affected by you to escape for my life." You have the strength to complain, you might as well think of ideas to cure the bugs behind you!"

While Yang Fan complained, the corpse worms behind them were already approaching to the point where they were close at hand, and at this time, both Fei Qing and Yang Fan hated ------- their parents didn't give birth to two more legs when they gave birth to themselves.

"Fei Lao, you should think of a way! We have two legs, but we can't outrun the ten legs of the worm!" Yang Fan's heels kicked his ass one after another, and he even used the strength to feed, "Heh!" Yang Fan gasped heavily.

Fei Lao was also tired at this moment and rolled his eyes, if it weren't for his own deep internal strength, like now, he would have to collapse in less than two minutes, Yang Fan saw Fei Lao's figure flicker, and suddenly in front of his eyes like an old loach into the stone steps of Yongdao, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This old guy!" Yang Fan scolded in his heart, his hand was not slow, he took out three fire-igniting talismans from the Sumeru jade, threw them back, and he also drilled into the stone steps of Yongdao with his own waist, and ran in the direction of the tomb hall.

Fei Qing didn't know that the stone Gu in the black jade box he was close to was still desperately chirping, and he had just stepped out of the corridor and entered the tomb hall, and before he could catch his breath, Yang Fan behind him rushed out.

"Xiao Yang, come and help, let's use those gravel statues to block this Yongdao crossing first. Fei Qing waved his hand and grabbed hundreds of catties of stones and threw them at the Yongdao crossing.

"Hey! Yang Fan didn't dare to delay, and joined the ranks of the stone piles, and at this time he no longer cared about his own excrement stained on the stone statue.

Yang Fan and Fei Qing had just blocked the entrance to the cave, and the torrent of insects arrived almost at the same time. There was a thud on the pile of stones.

"Well, I'm just in time!" Fei Lao sat on the ground covered in ashes, as if he had been fished out of the water. Yang Fan is okay, after all, he is not Fei Qing, he is practicing internal kung fu, and he relies on internal force to carry stones. He himself was originally a master with extremely strong physical strength, but Yang Fan still let out a long sigh and found a slightly clean stone to sit down.

Before the two of them could come to their senses, a series of tooth-aching squeaks came from the pile of stones, like the unbearable screeching sound of countless cat's claws scratching the iron sheet.

"Fei Lao, run! The insects are gnawing at the stones, they will catch up after a while, let's escape first!" Yang Fan grabbed Fei Qing and ran away, not daring to stop at all.

As soon as the two of them got out of the crack in the boulder at the entrance of the Yongdao, there was a clear audible rustle of insects crawling through the tunnel behind them. The whistling corpse insect swarm was huddled together at this moment, rolling the black wave of the road, and crashing against the stone wall of the road with a loud bang.

Fei Qing didn't need Yang Fan's reminder this time, he made a hard effort under his feet, and rose to the sky, the whole person turned into an afterimage, and rushed down the mountain, "Fei Lao, you wait for me!" Yang Fan didn't dare to continue to stay here, thinking about the countless small mouths, even the boulders could be gnawed off, and his own fine skin and tender flesh were not the appetizers of those insect swarms! Yang Fan thought coldly.

Yang Fan had just risen into the sky, and his gaze suddenly swept to a pretty figure, standing slim on the boulder at the entrance of the tomb.

"Wait, I saw a man there. Yang Fan fell down and shouted at Fei Qing.

Fei Lao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "People?" turned around and fell behind Yang Fan and said, "On this big night, where are the people from the wilderness!

Yang Fan pointed in the direction they had just come out and said, "Look, is there a figure standing on that boulder!"

"Hey, really. Fei Lao nodded in surprise, but then his tone changed: "But what does it have to do with me? You kid don't want to think about it, this barren mountain and wilderness, the figure that haunts the big night, may not be a good thing!"

Under the moonlight, Yang Fanyun looked at it with all his eyes, and the figure was graceful, wearing a delicate silver headdress, a silver collar around his neck, and silver rings were tied around his arms and ankles. Dressed in a complicated and bright Miao dress, the silver bells inlaid on the skirt of the hair are glamorous.

"Girl, hurry up and get out of there, there are a large number of corpse insects in the stone crevice behind you, and they are about to rush out!" Yang Fan reminded in a loud voice.

The Miao girl looked at Yang Fan and them, smiled, the jade foot lightly touched the boulder, her whole person seemed to have no weight, her graceful figure fluttered in the wind, as if she turned into a flying butterfly in an instant, and the silver bells on her hands and feet jingled and sounded, which was very pleasant.

"What a handsome light body kung fu!" said Fei Lao in admiration, touching his remaining beard.

This is a large number of black insects suddenly erupted from behind the boulder, and the dense insects fell like rain, and immediately crawled in the direction of Fei Qing.

"Oh no, the bugs are coming!" Fei Lao turned around and wanted to run. At this time, Miao Nushanwan gently landed in front of Yang Fan and them, Yang Fan saw her standing in the wind, unhurriedly took down a verdant bamboo flute from her waist, and gently jumped on the top of the big tree in front of her. At this moment, a melodious flute sounded, and the girl's shadow stood on the treetops, her slender fingers playing mysterious music.

The timbre is simple and beautiful, the artistic conception is like a deep mountain valley, filled with an ancient and distant charm. At this moment, on the hillside where the waves of insects were rolling in the distance, suddenly, it became silent, and a large number of corpse insects, as if they had been subjected to the Great Law of Ecstasy, retreated back towards the tomb in an orderly manner, without the slightest tendency to be ferocious and violent just now. Yang Fan was also immersed in the beautiful flute sound of the Miao girl in front of him.

"Dare to ask the two of you what is the so-called matter of trespassing on the ancestral tomb of my mountain Miao Village at night?" After Miao Nu's amazing insect control technique was finished, all the corpse insects retreated, and she lightly fell in front of Fei Qing who wanted to escape and asked.

"Are you?" Fei Qing pretended to be calm, with a wary look on his face.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Shanhuan, and I am the saint of the Miao Village on this mountain, responsible for taking care of this ancestral land. Miao Nu's standard Mandarin made Yang Fan embarrassed at the moment.

"Hello, I'm Yang Fan, an intern at H City Hospital, this is Fei Qing, Fei Lao Doctor, the two of us came here for a kind of Gu worm in this tomb, and accidentally ran into a tide of corpse insects, thanks to the girl's rescue, I am very grateful------ "Yang Fan replied in a shabby manner, listening to Fei Qing's eyebrows, his old face was flushed.

Shan Wan even laughed directly and said: "You are really interesting, it's the twenty-first century now, don't be so literate, now we don't have a popular set of you here, oh! By the way, this old Mr. Fei, please return the stone Gu that my clan guarded the ancestral tomb." ”

"What stone Gu? I don't know what you're talking about?" Fei Lao is not Yang Fan, he is an old man, he has already seen that this little girl is not easy to deal with, and deliberately pretended to be stupid and stunned.

"Hehe!" Shan Wan smiled slightly, raised the bamboo flute in his hand, and blew it gently, and a melodious flute suddenly dispersed.

By the moonlight, Yang Fan still caught the jade box thrown out, covered with blue-gray stone Gu the size of broad beans, dancing in an orderly manner with the flute of the mountain and Miao girl.

"What a powerful insect control technique!" Yang Fan exclaimed in his heart, and Fei Lao's face was full of unhappiness, staring at the mysterious Miao girl in front of him, speechless for a long time.