The condition for the eggs to hatch is the water content in the air, which is why Ning Kai almost died in the water, while the other Ning family member survived so long. And it was this rain that really caused the death of the Ning family member, or accelerated the incubation of the flushing eggs on his hands.
The rain accelerated the incubation of the eggs in his hand. The insect incense placed at home by the wealthy businessmen in the southeast will sooner or later absorb enough moisture in the air to hatch.
I am afraid I will die here today! But I can't rashly talk about it and disturb the military's morale. This is one or two. I also hope that this is just my guess, not the fact.
We rushed all the way to the bone hills, traversing hard through the bones, stepped on it and clicked, and if we were unlucky, we stepped into people’s mouth. I heard Bai Ye trembling over there and chanting," Forgive me, uncles, forgive me, when I go out, I will definitely... Hey, don't bite my shoes."
As a Marxist, I look down on such superstitious people, and I don’t want to worship ghosts and pray for God. "Marx bless Engels and Comrade Lenin...
Fortunately, nothing strange happened, and as Ning Shan expected, not the entire space was covered by rain. On the other side of the White Bone Plain, the rain was obviously weak, and the crowded people finally found a life-saving straw and crowded over. .
"Listen." Li Yuanyi said suddenly before shaking off the rain from his body.
Ning Shan signaled everyone to be quiet, obviously still trusting Li Yuanyi.
We listened with bated breath, only to hear the heavy rain like a waterfall, the noise of the sky.
In addition to the sound of rain falling, there was another sound faintly.
It was a rustling voice.
When the rain drenches the ground and the fields are wet, what is it that can make a rustling sound? It must not rely on the friction between the body and the ground, but the sound from the body of that thing.
But when we look over, our vision is only foggy, and the dense rustling is getting closer and closer.
Many people may not have reacted yet, but those who are quick-thinking have clearly realized that the moment is already dead, and it is almost impossible to escape. The tragedy of Ning Kai and the Ning family member is vivid, and there is almost no escape, and there is no way to solve them.
Are you really going to die
With the help of rain, the insects that make people die in the river can come ashore. They will take the opportunity to lay their eggs on the shore, and the eggs laid ashore last time will also take advantage of this opportunity to hatch, imparting power for their own race to thrive.
The rising and falling of the moon, the ebb and flow of the tides, day after day, arriving as scheduled.
I'm afraid I already know why this river is so full of bones that it died.
Since so many people died here, what chance do we have to break the game
I have traveled north and south, over the mountains, will I really die here? I have always regarded myself as the protagonist, rejoicing in escaping from the dead again and again, but luckily, even triumphant afterwards, I thought I had experience.
Is it really going to be this time? The tragedy of those few people is still in front of us, how can I do it
Turning over, turning over the Jedi, I chanted these two words, grabbed Ning San and Chongyang, I have seen the two people on the outside have screamed and fell to the ground, as if my muscles were broken.
They fell to the ground, their muscles slowly decayed into black.
We retreated again and again, but couldn't even see what it was, but heard the rustle slowly approaching.
I grabbed the drenched Ning San, hooked the necks of the two men, and said in a loud voice, "My father and son, three of my lives are killed today!"
Having said that, in fact, I did not give up. There was no way to find a way, but I found the last two ways to try.
I pulled out the dagger and cut through my palm, "Let you taste the power of my Chongqing Xiaozhang Qiling."
The blood spurted out, and the knife seemed to cut deeper. I poured the blood around, like Monkey King drew a circle for Tang Seng. Ning San already knew what I was thinking when I picked up the dagger, and also stroked it. He broke his palm and poured blood around.
The others are already stunned, good guys, these twins are in a hurry to go to the doctor. Two team members who were embracing and crying in fright wiped their tears and looked at us, and then continued to cry.
That's right, it is indeed urgent to go to the hospital now, this is really going to be annihilated.
I grabbed Ning Shan by the collar, "Is there any way!"
Before Ning Shan could say anything, I found the little Taoist Guo Huihuang from the crowd. He seemed a little indifferent at this time, "Is the things that Guo Shanlin took from those Vietnamese monks now belong to you?"
At this time, the rustling sound was still approaching, Guo Huihuang took out the thing from his body package. It was wrapped in a cloth bag. When opened, it was a human head-sized Buddha head with all the gilt peeled off. Under brown clay.
"how to use!"
"I don't know, Master didn't have time to say it."
"Forget it!" I didn't dare to go outside, grabbed the Buddha head and threw it out. The Buddha head rolled over on the muddy ground and stopped.
"What I want to do is done!" I said loudly, "Wait everyone!"
The rustle still did not disappear, and there were two more outsiders huddled on the ground in pain. Although I was desperate, I did not give up completely. In the end, I was rushed to the doctor, but I tried to find a decent way to make a living.
"They were all attacked from their legs first." Chongyang said suddenly.
Indeed it is! A total of six people died before and after. Except for Ning Kai who died in the water and the one who touched the severed hand, the muscles of the legs of the other four people began to melt. "
"That's right!" I understood, we were out of the place where it was raining, there was not enough water in the air, and although that kind of bugs came and went without a trace, it also shows that they are extremely small, so small that they have been hit by the rain now. Wet, it is impossible to fly, that is, it is impossible to fly into the air!
So we just want, we just want!
As soon as he heard the sound of fierce fire coming from behind, Ning Shan had already started directing others to place the solid fuel neatly in a circle and ignite, and everyone entered the circle.
Once the crisis hits, we generally only have the opportunity to do four things. The first is to move all the staff to a place where the rain can't get wet. The second and third are my head throwing and sprinkling blood. The throwing head is the Buddha head of Guo Shanlin. He has the roots of the door. It is impossible not to know the fragrance of insects. , Maybe you know something about it and prepare for it early. Sprinkling blood is pure guesswork, try it. The fourth thing is that Chongyang and Ningshan think about isolating the ground almost at the same time, because there is not enough water in the air to carry those bugs.
The crowd shrank inside the circle of fire. Outside the circle of fire was a circle of blood, and not far from the blood was the head of a Buddha. At this time, the rain has weakened, this is the peak of the high tide has passed, but the sound of rustling is still there, but no one will die because of it.
The two team members who were embracing and crying finally stopped holding them, and their tears were wiped away. They looked at the flames pitifully, and I was embarrassed by the gaffe, but it was excusable.
Although death has been encountered in the past, it is different from the present. For one thing, in the past, it wouldn't be the same as before, and the reason would not be discovered suddenly. If it were not for the careful thinking in the team, it might have already died by the river with the bones.
Second, the deaths in the past were not so urgent but there was nowhere to go. Now, the deaths of the chainsaw horror version for short, can arouse people's fear in the shortest time. As for the third thing, six people have never died tragically in front of him in the past, and they are terrible in appearance. Almost no last words can be left, just in a flash.
So if I take a multi-pronged approach, it's not surprising that I'm a little emotionally excited. Besides, don't most people do nothing at all.
The sound of rain gradually disappeared, but the rustle still disappeared, as if it was in the ears, and no one in the team had died, and everyone finally recovered to calm down. We looked at the three lines of defense in front of us, Buddha's head, blood, and bonfire. Which one saved our life in the end
Ning Shan still showed an overall stance, "I'll talk about this later, and now rest in place."
At this time, the rustle finally started to diminish. (End of this chapter)