At that moment, something began to grow under the skin of the child's arm. They moved freely and pushed themselves out on the skin, causing his entire arm to be covered with particles of about 0.1 millimeter. Those The particles made his skin extremely rough, like shark skin, and felt strangely smooth after touching it.
Oh... At this moment, Chen Qing looked at his arm and thought of a disease name in his mind.
Urticaria.
It's the kind of dotted hives that form into patches.
He watched the young man raise his head, his eyes full of resentment, his eyes widened, and he reluctantly opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He made a few noises to himself, and he opened his mouth. , something gradually began to crawl out of the mouth along the esophagus.
He opened his eyes, but saw that Chen Qing's hands had not moved at all. His skin and muscles seemed to have just been scratched by sand.
"why why."
The boy whispered that he was alive, his voice becoming almost a hoarse roar.
He looked at Chen Qing's face with the same expression as before. The tiny dot started to squirm in an attempt to complete other contact with the other party.
But Chen Qing saw that the fine rashes on his hands had begun to pulsate. Tens of thousands of fleas and bedbugs seemed to have grown under his skin, and a strange smell wafted from his pores.
Chen Qing frowned. He took two steps back and glanced at his arms, but there was nothing on his hands...
In the end what happened.
He saw that the child's arms and face were covered with fine hives that went up and down. The rashes jumped higher and higher, stretching the child's skin several times in size.
His whole body was like spring water at the mouth of his voice, fluctuating with the rhythm.
Chen Qing looked at him. He almost no longer looked human at this moment.
He became rounder, and every pore in his rounded skin was filled.
The next moment, a slight cracking sound came from the child. He exploded into dozens or hundreds of pieces like a balloon, but Chen Qing turned sideways and covered the splattered blood with his hands. , but found that the front of him was clean.
His eyes showed confusion, and he raised his legs to walk up, but at this moment, he felt severe itching and slight pain on his back.
His face turned pale and he rushed back to Jiang Wan in an instant.
"Get the gun! Blow the skin off my back!"
He spoke in a hurry, and before he finished speaking, he had already taken off his clothes.
Jiang Wan was a little stunned. She didn't seem to realize why. She raised her head, and her heart was still in the previous shock. But when she raised her head and her eyes stayed on Chen Qing's back, her heart was instantly complicated. Filled with emotions.
Disgusting, disgusting, incomprehensible, disgusting, incomprehensible.
Almost all the negative emotions that can appear in human beings were reflected in Jiang Wan's heart at this moment, and she didn't even know what they were.
On Chen Qing's back, there was a cyst as big as a fist. There were about three or four holes in the swell, like some kind of blackhead hole, about the size of a little finger, but it was blocked by something.
Beside the black holes, there were several groups of fine tentacles extending outward. Jiang Wan's face turned pale. She knew where she had seen this thing before, on those crustaceans in the deep sea, on those who could not move themselves. , marine animals that can only capture prey with their tentacles.
She's seen them.
Her two hasty steps back seemed to trigger the response mechanism of these tentacles. They stretched their tentacles in the direction of Jiang Wan. Every twitch was accompanied by Chen Qing's thickening breathing.
With a white face, he continued to Jiang Wan in a calm tone: "Hurry up and do it...there is something wrong with this thing."
In fact, Jiang Wan must have noticed it without Chen Qing saying it.
With a pale face, she walked lightly to the other side of Chen Qing. Over there, the tentacles were still surging forward, right on the back of the tentacles.
She trembled and took out the gun from her waist. After hesitating for a moment, she pulled out another bullet from the barrel.
There was sweat on her forehead, her face was pale, and the finger holding the bullet was trembling uncontrollably.
She took out the knife from her pocket and gently swiped the tail of the bullet. After a while, all the gunpowder in the bullet was removed.
She didn't even need to pour it deliberately, the shaking of her fingertips was enough for her to spread the gunpowder evenly on Chen Qing's back.
But as she kept spreading, her face became even paler. She looked at the swollen bump on Chen Qing's back and saw a person's face emerging. That face seemed to be moaning and screaming. It was Chen Qing's. The epidermis is restricted below, unable to breathe or moan.
It squeezed its face upwards, trying to break Chen Qing's back with its own face.
"What is this..." She trembled, trying to calm herself down, but she couldn't.
She could clearly watch Chen Qing kill those humanoid entities so calmly, she could clearly touch non-relics indifferently, and she could already look at those weird things as a matter of course.
But why, she only felt waves of heart palpitations at this moment.
She was trembling, but Chen Qing could hardly bear it anymore. He looked a little pale, raised his left hand from the ground, and held Jiang Wan's arm.
"Can't wait any longer...do it quickly..."
He spoke softly, with a hint of weakness in his tone.
Her face turned pale, and she dropped all the gunpowder in her hand.
She took out the gun and pointed it at the bulge on Chen Qing's back.
All it takes is one shot...one shot and everything will be gone.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When those tentacles sensed the danger and were about to turn back from the ground, the loud sound of gunfire spread throughout the world.
The residents in the houses raised their curtains and looked sideways, their eyes intense and intense.
They stared at the sharp weapon in Jiang Wan's hand, and the blood spilling on the ground made their hearts even hotter.
After that gunshot, the people in the earth building began to take action.
They looked at each other, as if they were constantly sizing up the person on the opposite floor.
On the first floor, the woman who had become a mother before and was now single again had a pale face.
Before she could turn around, a hand had already pressed down on her neck and pushed her against the wall from behind.
The voice was quite dull, and it was obvious that the person behind him also used his full strength.
Her eyes turned white, and her ears were filled with tinnitus caused by the impact.
Then, before she could recover, she heard a little warm breathing and the sound of her belt being untied.
She clenched her fists, but was completely unable to resist.
Outside the house, the swelling on Chen Qing's back was oozing blood at this moment.
Blood spurted out from the conjunctival layer under the skin, and the blood stained the human face on the back, making the already ferocious face even more bizarre.
It roared, as if it wanted to jump out of Chen Qing's back and become independent.
But it struggled, and finally lost its vitality the moment it broke away from Chen Qing's back.
And what about Chen Qing? The sweat on his head wetted the ground, and his face was as pale as snow. The pain was only secondary, and some kind of mental pain was the main reason.
The pain should obviously come from his back, but the feeling his brain gave him was different.
The brain is telling him that your waist hurts, your legs hurt, your hands hurt, and your eyeballs hurt. Every part of your body hurts, except your back.
If you don’t want to feel pain, just protect your back.
So when Jiang Wan actually took action, his will was almost defeated by this illusion.
This experience far surpasses all the torture in the world.
Trembling, he tried to stretch his arms to his back. After just a cursory exploration, he found the large abnormality on his back.
He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with crazy severity. He moved his hand, and the six to seven centimeter swelling was torn off with blood and a few strands of muscle.
He whined softly, and the world in front of him became blurry. But when he fainted, the structural block in his hand was thrown into the yellow sand.
He struggled to look over there, and when he saw the flesh and blood falling into the yellow sand, he closed his eyes with satisfaction.
…
When he opened it again, Jiang Wan was looking at him, sitting by the window guarding his body.
She was holding a gun and there was some blood on her face.
Outside, there was noticeable grit hitting the doors and windows.
They came in and entered a certain house.
Chen Qing squinted his eyes and hesitantly put aside the quilt on his body.
The wounds on Chen Qing's back were by no means serious. In fact, at this moment, the wounds on Chen Qing's back had completely healed.
He looked at the somewhat sleepy Jiang Wan and asked, "How long has it been since I fell into coma?"
She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then spoke after a moment: "It should have been six hours..."
"How long has it been..." He squinted his eyes and took out the document from his pocket.
In other words, that piece of paper, that piece of paper was divided into more than twenty grids with lines, and each grid was marked with a sequence.
From one to twenty, the font is very clear.
Chen Qing pinched his eyebrows and walked to the window. When he was about to open the window and look out, Jiang Wan hurried forward and reached out to stop his move.
He turned around, but Jiang Wan shook her head slightly to persuade him: "The sandstorm is coming."
"Sandstorm...what is it?" He was a little confused.
"I don't know. After you were unconscious, the people in the Tulou tried to steal my weapons, but their force was very low. Although they had some skills... they seemed to have been hungry for a long time. After I controlled it, they wanted to attack us. After they arrived, the woman was pushed out before I could stop them. The woman died. She was skinned and bled to death."
Chen Qing frowned and looked down at his arms. He opened the curtains, and the sound of gravel hitting outside the window was particularly obvious.
He still remembered that in the last moment before he fell into coma, the yellow sand was clearly moving towards flesh and blood.
