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1158. Tusi King's Tomb (101) Zero Guide Strategy

[No—damn it, you can’t—]

Who is calling this? In a daze, Miao Fangfei seemed to hear the red maggot strung on the branch making a sharp and angry sound, and then Guide Zero quickly stuffed it into the fish mouth of the ghost head knife, and the sound suddenly changed. It turned into muffled choked sobs.

Hallucinated? Is it a dream? Miao Fangfei didn't know why she felt particularly sleepy tonight. She wanted to wake up completely several times, but her body refused to obey her orders. However, she didn't feel any danger subconsciously. She only felt a sense of security that came naturally, which made her fall into a comfortable and sleepy state, and she really wanted to fall into a sweet dream. She still hasn't completely fallen asleep, firstly because of her own strong willpower, and secondly because the red maggot keeps screaming, saying some insect words that only the King of All Gus, Golden Silkworm Gu, can understand.

Its screams were also vague to Miao Fangfei, and she didn't care about it. She just watched with sleepy eyes as Ling Dao pulled out the branch, stuffed the red maggots into the fish's mouth, pulled them out and stuffed them again later. Go, like flying a kite or fishing. And Captain An was right next to Yi Ling, like a solid and stable wall. His hands turned into snow-white and powerful huge tiger claws, and he was protecting Yi Ling. He felt very safe just looking at him.

As if sensing Miao Fangfei's gaze, An Xuefeng glanced over. His calm gaze as always made Miao Fangfei feel at ease. There is nothing to be afraid of, she thought to herself. With Team An and Director Zero here, there will be no problems. Even though she lost her memory, the sense of security coming from her subconscious made Miao Fangfei finally relax, no longer resisting the incoming drowsiness, and closed her eyes. The golden silkworm Gu lay on her heart, flickering with light, seeming to resonate with something, so Miao Fangfei had a dream——

In the dream, it was also a dark night, with drizzle, cold air, and complete silence. The quaint and dilapidated Miao stilt house is hidden in the deep forest. The sound of creaking wooden boards can be heard as someone walks briskly down the stilt house into the rainy night late at night. When she walked outside, the drizzle slowly stopped, the silvery moonlight fell down, a velvet grass carpet grew on the muddy and dirty land, and dots of fireflies flew out of the trees, like a Optical tape.

When the firefly fell on her palm like a small lamp, the woman whose face could not be seen clearly smiled. She walked barefoot on the green grass, and the silver ring on her ankle swayed slightly as she walked. Following the light of the fireflies, she walked calmly and briskly towards the mountains, making Miao Fangfei, who was 'watching' her back, feel an unspeakable intimacy and melancholy in her heart.

On this stormy night, Miao Fangfei dreamed of her aunt, and the mountain god saw her dream, so even the pollution spreading in the Moriliri B&B became soft and harmless. It harmed others and benefited others. Even the other passengers who were too nervous to sleep fell into a deep sleep.

Except for Yi Ling and An Xuefeng, almost everyone was asleep, so no one saw the horrific scene that followed - after Yi Ling repeatedly sent red maggots into the fish mouth of the ghost head knife, he pulled away again. When the fish reached the branch, a pale hand suddenly popped out of the fish's mouth!

It was like some kind of scary ghost movie. A big pale hand with distinct joints stretched out from the fish's mouth. It silently and extremely quickly grabbed the red maggots, but it missed the chance. Instead, it was caught by An, who was waiting for it. Team got a hold of it!

ah--!

When the tiger's claws suddenly grasped the big pale hand, it tensed suddenly as if it was trying to grab the tiger's claws, but when a circle of golden light burst out from the tiger's claws, it suddenly collapsed and disappeared, just like an illusion. But then a stench came, and the originally complete Ghost-headed Knifefish suddenly rotted. It was like time had fast forwarded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a pile of rotten meat that was as rotten as mud, emitting a thick and sticky fishy smell. It makes people cry.

And in this puddle of rotten flesh, there was a pale and swollen finger.

“It’s really a catch!”

Yi Ling said in surprise, tilted his head and looked at the fingers, then disliked the smell, frowned and moved back. Without him taking the initiative to say anything, An Xuefeng stretched out his tiger claws and rubbed his fingers. A golden shimmer swept past like a breeze. In the blink of an eye, the pile of rotten flesh was reduced to ashes. Not even a drop of pus was left. What remains is a finger that looks like it was bitten off a corpse.

He used a branch to poke the finger into the fire and burned it for a while, but the shape remained unchanged. It was not until he lit the tiger marrow lamp oil and burned it with tiger fire that the finger was gradually burned away by the flames. After the burning, the air was filled with There is a strange fragrance permeating the air, which makes people feel as if they are in heaven. The soul feels a little lighter, as if it can break away from the heavy body at any time and the soul can leave the body and wander around in the universe.

Yi Ling and An Xuefeng were in a daze at the same time, and soon returned to normal. An extremely strong sense of gaze came from behind. An Xuefeng turned his head and saw densely packed ghost-headed swords crowded outside the window that had been flooded by water. They were wandering around like crazy outside the window. The large number of them were like a school of small sardines. They were all attracted by the scent of soul leaked at that moment.

"The Ghost Toudao ate too much fragrant meat and was polluted and corroded. It is no longer considered a living creature."

An Xuefeng said in a deep voice: "But I think there may still be death floating in the water."

The passengers were already very nervous just now, so An Xuefeng didn't plan to talk about it tonight, but only mentioned it to Yi Ling in private.

Anacondas, ghost-headed knives, and insects formed a predatory chain. The source of the chaos was the groups of insects attacking the boat. If the insect swarm did not attack the ship and stayed far away from the ship, then the melee would be safer the further away from the ship.

So why did the swarm attack the ship? What is there on the ship that attracts them? Because An Xuefeng and the others are living people and have the aura of living people?

No.

"There was a dead body attached to the bottom of the boat and kept drifting with the boat."

An Xuefeng said solemnly: "I saw it."

It was a pale, swollen, greasy corpse covered with insects, sinking like a pile of compost piled with worms. When An Xuefeng was killing the fish, the tip of the knife pierced the corpse's wrist. When he lifted the knife, he pulled it out of the water and pulled out a section of the corpse's arm.

But almost in the next second, An Xuefeng's blade flicked, and the arm disappeared, taking the body with it. It disappeared so quickly that only An Xuefeng saw the body. After it disappeared, the creepy scratching sound on the bottom of the boat also disappeared. No one except An Xuefeng saw it, and no one even heard the scratching sound.

It was impossible to tell whether the corpse was real or just his visual and auditory hallucinations. As if he was born with some backlash from water, An Xuefeng felt that his strength had been suppressed a lot since boarding the ship. Both his keen five senses and his sensitive sixth sense seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it impossible for people to perceive accurately. . Perception is the most important in this dangerous environment full of pollution, but visual and auditory hallucinations can further confuse cognition in the chaos, and people can easily make irreparable mistakes.

For example, during the killing, An Xuefeng also saw Wang Pengpai Huan as a fat stone figurine, Wan Xiangchun Huan as a big ghost-headed sword, and the "corpse" of Wang Yushu and other companions also floated on the water. Like a dead body.

But An Xuefeng was determined to distinguish the true from the false. It was not until later when a swarm of greedy devouring insects appeared in the ghost-headed swordfish swarm that An Xuefeng suddenly discovered that a fish did not compete with its companions for blood food, but it ate not a lot. Because a hand stretched out from its mouth and stuffed piles of bugs into the fish's mouth.

This made An Xuefeng unsure. Was it the dead body that was under their boat just now, or the hand in the mouth of Guitou Dao? The two are fundamentally different.

"The Ghost Head Saber cannot be considered a living fish. It is full of pollution curses and is already a medium for curses and witchcraft."

The big hand protruding from the fish's mouth is not a real hand, but more like a mixture of resentment pollution and twisted soul fragments torn apart by the fish, twisting into a terrifying strange hand. Its soul is incomplete, and its strongest instinct is to pursue completeness. Every big ghost head sword probably has this kind of thing in its belly. Wang Pengpai was bitten on the hand and tore off a piece of meat. Now the wound has been healing for a long time, and what's even weirder is that he was still talking a second ago, and fell asleep the moment he lay down, as if he was mentally exhausted to the extreme.

"When the Ghost Head Sword bites the flesh, I'm afraid it also bites away a small piece of the soul, which is why I feel sleepy."

However, Wang Pengpai is young, strong, and in good physical condition. Even if he loses this small piece of his soul, he will always look good. But in this case, once they are injured and their flesh and blood are eaten by the Ghost Head Sword, their souls will also be eaten away. If they are injured too much, no one will be able to hold on.

"But it's not what attracts the bugs to the boat."

An Xuefeng said that he still believed that what he tied up from under the boat was a complete floating corpse. It was floating under their boat with malicious intentions and was the real culprit that attracted the swarm of insects. But why does it disappear? This is very similar to the big hand that disappeared into the fish's mouth and turned into resentment. When it comes to whether to trust intuition or what you see with your own eyes, An Xuefeng actually trusts intuition more. With visual and auditory hallucinations, all five senses are untrustworthy. The Ghost Head Sword jumped on the ship to eat insects, not to eat people.

So An Xuefeng asked Yi Ling for help, using the bait with his soul exposed to catch the resentment in Guitou Dao's belly.

The ghost-headed sword he brought back didn't show any movement even when there were people around it. Of course, this may be affected by its 'death'. Even if this monster that feeds on polluted and resentful souls cannot be considered 'dead' as long as it is not completely eliminated, variables must still be eliminated.

Now it is obvious that Yi Ling only stuffed the red worm with an active soul into the fish's mouth a few times and fished out the big hand. It can be seen that 'death' does not affect Guitou Dao's 'foraging'.

Therefore, this kind of fish is indeed not interested in unprocessed human flesh and the soul wrapped in this human flesh.

This is very bad. Wang Pengpai has determined that cinnabar can expel the ghost head sword. He has discovered its weakness and can deal with it. But that floating corpse that only An Xuefeng had seen before and disappeared quietly was probably the culprit that attracted the swarm of insects. However, they still didn't have the slightest understanding of it and were unable to counterattack for the time being.

If you wait until you get on the boat to try and make mistakes, it will be too late. There were too many dangerous things in the water, and they were scattered on a boat. They couldn't risk going into the water to look at the bottom of the boat at any time. The Ghost Head Sword eats meat and can eat souls. Yi Ling doesn't even intend to let the corn shoots go into the water tomorrow, let alone people. If that dead drifter followed the boat silently, it could attract a large number of insect swarms at any time and cause a chain reaction. It would be too dangerous on the water.

"It's really disgusting to follow the boat."

Yi Ling agreed with An Xuefeng to prepare for a rainy day. He held the branch between his fingers and subconsciously wanted to turn it. After the branch wrapped around his finger twice, he remembered the red maggots clinging to the branches. It is no longer as energetic as before, and has no strength to scream. The whole insect is like a silkworm that is about to die of disease, wrinkled and shrunk, and the red color on its body has faded a little. Qi Soul, who had already lost his soul, was swung by Yi Ling like he was turning a pen, and his vision suddenly went black and the whole insect fainted.

Looking at it, Yi Ling suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart and smiled.

"I have a way, but I don't know if it's feasible, and it's very risky."

"It takes at least two days to enter the mountains by water."

An Xuefeng pondered for a moment, then understood in his heart, nodded and said: "It is better to take risks early and solve the trouble later than to be attacked all the way and end up exhausted and have an accident."

When the passengers were asleep and Wu Laoliu's incarnation fainted, the two of them reached a consensus.

So when Wu Laoliu woke up again from this incarnation that he was reluctant to give up, he first felt the majestic power in his body - the butterfly wings full of thunder god power that he had voluntarily fallen off when he escaped by cutting off his tail! These red butterfly wings were actually stuck back to its side, making its incarnation full of power, but Wu Laoliu's ominous premonition became deeper and deeper. He tentatively moved his body - unable to move.

It was tied firmly to the bottom of the boat with a black climbing rope! This was a force that even a half-baked Thunder God could not resist or escape - the prop that tied it was an unsolvable master's prop? !

What are they going to do? !

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