If the third child of Mao carefully observes Yan Qiyue’s eyes at this moment, he will find that his eyes are extremely cold and harsh. At this moment, Shao Qing directly lighted a candle to the third child of Mao. Others don’t know, Shao Qing is very clear, Yan Although Qiyue was very docile in front of her, in fact the methods were poisonous and ruthless, but he still held a grudge against him. The third son of Mao had offended Yan Qiyue so many times, and the immortal was very miserable, and Shao Qing changed his surname.
After walking back, Shao Qing deliberately said kindly: "In this jungle at night, there will be many small flying insects, such as mosquitoes. Once they bite someone, the light ones will swell and pus, and the heavy ones will even die. We don’t have a tent. So be careful at night."
Although Mao San didn’t pay attention to mosquitoes and flies, he knew that Shao Qing and Yan Qiyue had stayed in the jungle for so long. If you dare to say that, there must be a basis, so he hurriedly told him to do it. People, as far as the people under his hands can't listen, he can't help it.
Those people will listen? Who would believe that mosquitoes can kill people!
But what Shao Qing bites is that they don't believe it. At night, after leaving a few night watchmen, they went to sleep. Shao Qing and Yan Qiyue have special identities, so naturally they don't need to watch the night. They slept until dawn.
Early the next morning, they were awakened by a scream. Shao Qing got up lazily, rubbed his eyes first, and then looked at the source of the scream.
It was a young man, his face was pale at the moment, as if he had seen a ghost, and there was a person lying motionless at his feet.
Oldest Mao was squatting on the side, looking through his expressions solemnly, Shao Qing and Yan Qiyue walked over. The man was lying on the ground, looking like he was asleep, but he had no breath, his face There was a lump with pus and blood. It appeared to be bitten by a mosquito, but no one believed it was a fatal injury.
Mao's face became more and more ugly. He directly stripped off all the clothes of the man on the ground, and looked through it two or three times to see if he found any other wounds. I have to admit that he was probably killed by a mosquito. .
But there were so many people around, and several of them had been bitten by mosquitoes. They were all right, but he died.
Mao's face looked ugly like the bottom of a pot, and he said after a long while: "Buried."
The others were pale, and took them aside, preparing to dig a pit to bury them. The third child of Mao got up and looked at Shao Qing and Yan Qiyue: "Almost everyone of my brother has been bitten. Why? Are you two okay?"
Shao Qing's eyes were cold: "Boss Mao is suspecting that the two of us have moved?"
The third child of Mao said calmly: "Isn't something wrong, I have lost a brother, I want to probe after all."
Shao Qing sneered, "I told you that there are mosquitoes in the jungle and they bite people. It's because your people are not prepared. What's the matter for the two of us?"
"The reason why I want to ask is that the two of you have been in this jungle for quite a while. Everything is more familiar than me. It is naturally easier to do tricks. Of course, I am not talking about you two. The hands and feet are just an analogy." The third child of Mao smiled and said without a smile: "Now it seems that the two of them should have done nothing, but the two must resist or prevent those little bugs from getting close. Way!"
Yan Qiyue also smiled and replied: "It's a coincidence. We didn't get bitten, we just made hands and feet, or we have a way to resist insects. Boss Mao is really sure, but why don't I know?"
The old man Mao said with a sullen face: "The two don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to force it, but I don't want any brothers to die for no reason."