The audience looked at the girl controlling the insects and then at the insects in her arms, their eyes dull.
【……】
【hateful! Lost! I don’t deserve to be a Miao! 】
【Ah ah ah ah! Can the Miao people control insects? Very cool! Ancestor, look at me, I am your unknown grandson! 】
[I can’t control hundreds of insects. I can’t even compare to an eight-year-old girl. I’m a waste. 】
[I understand, if you want to become a Miao, you must not only raise insects, but also control them. I will practice it now! 】
Just as the audience was screaming with excitement, the next scene broke out in a cold sweat.
The four kidnappers hid in a cave, clutching their heart-wrenching chests and looking outside in shock.
"There's no movement. Did you throw it away?"
Brother Gang moved his nose and asked them: "Did you smell anything strange?"
Following the smell, the four of them looked into the dark cave. The pale moonlight gradually dimmed, as if it was blocked by something.
"Something's wrong, get out quickly..."
That's too late.
The girl stood quietly at the entrance of the cave. She didn't know when she came. The swarm of insects behind her blocked all ways out.
"Kill her! You're a little bastard, I don't believe you can't kill her!"
The taciturn man roared and rushed towards her. Before he could get close, the insect tide behind the girl surged and enveloped her like a tsunami hitting the shore, pushing several people into the depths of the cave.
The girl walked slowly, passing three unconscious children, and even poked their eyelashes out of curiosity.
Deep in the cave is a grotto with a depth of ten meters. The four kidnappers were struggling inside, holding their fingers on the smooth stone wall, trying to climb up.
Colorful centipedes, scorpions, poisonous snakes...
They rushed into the grotto one after another and got into the kidnapper's nostrils, mouth, and ears. The sound of gnawing flesh and blood echoed in the grotto.
In the blink of an eye, all four of them were chewed up, leaving nothing but white bones.
The blood and human flesh aroused the viciousness of the poisonous insects, and they began to kill each other and devour each other.
The number of poisonous insects gradually decreased, and their appearance gradually became closer to that of flowers, small, delicate and dangerous.
The girl clapped her hands happily: "My Gu insect is about to be born!"
Millions of poisonous insects fought against each other, and in the end there was only one winner left. The audience was shocked and speechless for a long time.
No wonder Gu insects are so dangerous!
Chapter 111
In the early morning, the forest shrouded in thick fog fell silent, and all traces were covered up, as if the insect tide last night was just an illusion.
In the grotto, the victor of the fight is forming a cocoon.
The girl tilted her head and whistled, and a dark snake emerged from the corner, lying on the edge and looking around. It seemed sure that it would not be absorbed by the golden silkworm. It slowly crawled to the bottom of the pit, rolled up the cocoon and handed it to the girl.
"Thank you." The girl bit her finger without hesitation, dripped blood on the cocoon, and jumped outside.
She has a sweet and cute appearance, but the audience knows that she is not to be underestimated just like Ancha.
[Has anyone calculated how many poisonous insects there are in the pit? 】
[I'm sorry, my brain is all blurred right now, it's incredible! 】
[The terrifying thing about Love Gu is not that it requires soaking in blood, but that it controls people's emotions. If voodoos are bred this way, no wonder they are so dangerous. 】
[By the way, now that we know how to cultivate Gu insects, can we also cultivate them? Maybe we can cultivate them? 】
If the Love Gu made everyone curious, then the Golden Silkworm Gu showed everyone the danger. This danger has cast a mysterious veil over the Miao people, making many viewers fear and yearn for it.
There are spectators who love adventure, and the hairs on their arms stand on end, and all the cells in their bodies are clamoring. Not just shouting about danger, but also trembling when encountering a crisis.
I want to get closer, I want to understand.
The girl stared at the three children intently, frowning her beautiful eyebrows and slowly puffing up her cheeks.
He raised his hand and pinched their face hard.
"Eh? You're not awake yet?" The girl stamped her feet angrily, her dark eyes rolling.
Ten minutes later, a huge insect tide appeared again in the jungle, but this time it was not as aggressive as the tide. Countless bugs were wrapped into a ball. Gululu rolled forward, followed by a jumping little girl.
At the entrance of the village, Ancha held an oil-paper umbrella and looked over thoughtfully. He raised his eyebrows and asked the girl: "Chun, was it successful?"
The girl approached with a smile and opened her palms like a treasure. The golden silkworm cocoon was soaked in blood, and the little silkworms sleeping inside were glowing red, waiting for the day they would break out of the cocoon.
"What should they do?" The girl pointed at the three children wrapped in worm balls, frowning in disgust, "The weak ones haven't woken up yet, so just feed them the worms."
Ancha glanced at her: "No, the clan rules that innocent people cannot be used to refine poison, and any damage will be severely punished."
Chun lowered his head and said nothing, looking a little unhappy: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"I'll send them to the police station in the town this afternoon." Ancha waved his hand and instantly took control of the insect balls and steered them home.
The girl admired her and said, "Sister Ancha is so powerful. She can take away control from me with just a wave of her hand."
An Cha has a very high status in the Miao village, and the Miao people passing by will bow their heads to her and salute her with a very respectful expression.
Her home was a three-story wooden building. The insect placed the child in the hallway at the door and retreated cleanly in the blink of an eye.
Grandma, who smoked cigarettes, was sitting at the door. She narrowed her cloudy eyes and looked for a long time: "Chun is back?"
"Well, I used five raw materials to make the golden silkworm Gu. I will take it back to the ancient town in these three afternoons."
Grandma didn't ask anything else and started smoking. She just told her: "Send it out in the morning to avoid a long night of dreams."
Ancha nodded and prepared to ask two tribesmen to help carry the child down the mountain.
A bullet hole hit his feet, An Cha followed the sound, and seven or eight strong men emerged from the dense forest.
The old woman remained motionless and continued to smoke her dry cigarette, her expression blurred by the smoke.
The oil-paper umbrella looked like a blooming camellia in the mist. The woman said calmly, "What do you want to do?"
The strong men were stunned when they saw Ancha, staring at the woman's breasts with lustful eyes, their salivating and sticky eyes were simply disgusting.
The rather handsome man with short hair looked away from An Cha and stared at the three unconscious children with a dangerous smile: "Woman, where is the adult holding the child?"
Ancha's voice was unhurried: "I picked up the child. I didn't see the adults."
The short-haired man's eyes darkened. Three children were worth tens of millions. It took them a lot of effort to steal them. How could they throw them away so easily? The mark made by the companion is nearby, faintly surrounding the village. Could it be that he has encountered a black man and eaten a black man?
"Okay, I'll find it myself." The short-haired man pointed his gun at Ancha's forehead.
Others were anxious and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Brother Hui, don't shut up in a hurry. For the sake of the three little brats, the brothers haven't had a taste of womanhood for a long time. Let everyone have fun first."
The short-haired man sneered: "If you gather all the people in the village here, I won't believe their harsh words!"
All eight men had guns, leaving only a baby-faced young man to guard Ancha while the rest went to search for their companions.
There was no panic on Ancha's face. She put away her oil-paper umbrella and sat in the corridor, staring at the baby-faced young man with her beautiful eyes.
"Beauty, are you attracted to me?" Baby Face chuckled, "If you feel comfortable serving me later, I will beg you to spare your life."
He lazily leaned against the big tree next to the small building, opened his coat to reveal his muscular chest, and something slowly raised its head in his crotch. He thrust his hips hard and asked proudly: "How is it? My capital is pretty good, right?"
Ancha smiled softly, turned around and asked the old woman smoking a cigarette next to her: "How do you like this?"
Grandma didn't speak, she just sat there motionless. If she hadn't raised her hand frequently to smoke, she would have looked like a sculpture.
The baby-faced man sneered: "If you don't drink a toast, you'll get a fine drink. You have to think clearly while there's no one around. I don't care about women who have been played with... who!"
The cold and smooth touch swept across the back of the neck, and the baby face turned back sharply to check the situation vigilantly.
Nothing at all.
Only the big tree he was leaning on had gray bark, and the only color was the colorful ribbons fluttering in the wind on the branches.
【What's up with him? 】
[You must be sick, just sit back and watch the scum die. Such people do not deserve sympathy at all. I hope the bugs will eat them up. 】
[What an ancient firearm, but it is also very lethal to ordinary people. Can people like Miao Village do it? 】
[Even though they have guns, why do I still feel that this group of people is finished? They can't fight the Miao people. 】
[Others don’t know, but Ancha is definitely very strong. Damn it, she’s raising worms in her body! Love Gu is in her body, and there is that chubby golden silkworm that can repair wounds! 】
The Miao village is very small, with only about thirty people. At this time, men, women, and children were gathered in front of the small building with guns pointed at them, looking at the old woman in silence, waiting for her to give orders.
He didn't even care about the gun on his head.
"Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with you?" A strong man asked the baby face, "Why are you so suspicious?"
The baby face frowned: "There was something slippery crawling across the back of my neck just now."
"Slippery? Don't be a woman, can you get hysterical around women?" the strong man said maliciously.
The others laughed, as if they wanted to strip all the women present naked and do whatever they wanted with their eyes.
The leader, Brother Hui, noticed that all the Miao people were looking at Granny who was smoking cigarettes, and understood that she was the clan leader here.
The man came down the corridor, put the muzzle of his gun against Grandma's temple, and slowly opened the safety catch: "I ask again, where is my companion?"
Chun's footsteps moved, and Ancha held down the girl who was about to move, and slowly warned: "The golden silkworm has not yet entered the body, do you want to die?"
The girl was quite obedient and hid behind An Cha without moving.
Brother Hui completely lost his patience and pulled the trigger hard. There was a gunshot, and a wound exploded in Grandma's temple. Her body fell softly to the ground, and her cloudy eyes gradually lost their luster.
"If you don't say anything, I will kill one every ten seconds."
Finally, the expressions of these Miao people changed, from silence to anger, the surroundings became more and more dead, and even the sound of the wind gradually solidified. A group of human traffickers walking on the edge of life and death shuddered, and their brains sent out alarm signals.
Ancha lowered his eyes: "Keep that baby face."
After the words fell, the Miao people present immediately pounced on the strong man holding the gun. The long-haired woman flicked her hand, and cold light flashed from her cuffs, and the pink scorpion-like sword shot towards the enemy, its tail hook piercing the skin hard.
The next second, the man's complexion turned dark, and he was lying on the ground with bleeding from his orifices, eyes wide open.
