Chapter 1310: Pink Bugs

The moment these words came out, all the people had a jolt, Guo Dacheng thought of the poisonous bugs all over General Sun's house and the white bones on the ground, as well as General Sun's bloody clothes that were stuck on the ground, he felt a cool wind blowing from his tailbone one to the back of his head, and the roots of his sweaty hairs stood up straight.

"Liu …… Liu old uncle, according to you, how should we prepare for it? Can't always not go out right?" Guo Dacheng asked in a trembling voice.

Old Liu head swept the crowd a glance, back hands continue to walk towards the front, said faintly: "Qingfeng old brother is not previously said well …… to use black dog blood, this black dog blood is a pure Yang thing, can restrain all Yin evil, feel uncomfortable body, directly splash some black dog blood, or directly drink down , that witchcraft will naturally not be broken."

The people nodded, at the same time, there is also a feeling of anxiety in their hearts, and I do not know whether Xiao San Zi has bought the black dog blood or not, a group of people with their own thoughts slowly walked towards the direction of Guo Dacheng's house.

Kaihua city outside of a broken temple, a desolate scene of decay, the original has long been broken temple, after a big battle, even more messy.

The ground was originally waist-high weeds, large patches were uprooted, a few large trees in the courtyard that were originally flourishing have now become bare, and the entire ground is covered by weeds and fallen leaves.

On top of the ground lay three people, one of them had lost his head, the head looked young, his face still maintained an incredulous expression of horror, his body was far away from the body, a long line of blood splashed on the weeds and leaves, dyeing it a blood red, at this time the blood had also dried up.

Next to the body that had lost its head, there was also a black man lying on his back, he was wearing a strange dress, not like a person from the Central Plains, he revealed half of his bladder, a black skin wrapped around his skeleton, dry and thin, rows and rows of ribs seemed to be able to be counted clearly.

The corner of his mouth is still hanging a trace of blood, chest and hands above the cross-shaped cuts, the wound is very deep, the skin and flesh are turned over, vaguely some of the blood from the wounds flowed out, drop by drop along the wounds slipped down on the ground above the grass.

In the black man's not far away, there is also lying an old Taoist-like dress, chest slightly undulating, a miserable white, bloodless, the corner of his mouth is also hanging a trace of blood, looks dying look.

Suddenly, the black man's head shook a little, his mouth slowly opened, a pink and tender insect pried open the black man's mouth, revealing half of his body, a pair of small sesame seed-sized eyes swept around, and then his whole body crawled out of the black man's mouth, lingering for a moment by his lips, the pink insect unfolded its thin feathers, buzzing and flying, and it flew around the black man a few times, making a sound. It flew around the black man a few times, letting out a chirping sound similar to that of a cricket, and finally with a flash of its body, it landed on top of the cross-shaped wound on the black man's chest, opened its tiny mouthpiece, and began to lick the dirty blood from the wound bit by bit.

Along with the small insect's licking, that cross-shaped wound will soon be like a closed mouth, pursed together, no more blood flowed out from the wound.

That little bug licked half an hour of light, only that black man's chest and wrist at the cross-shaped wound licked once, that little bug then also changed color, the original pink body now looks a little black, the stomach bulging up, actually just than the size of a circle.