"Who? You mean Xuan Yi?"
Yoyo nodded.
"Owner.."
"Um?"
"You have to believe in yourself."
'But...'
Before I could say anything, Liuliu shook his tentacles for me, and the tentacles that were about to fall off were already healed! It was connected perfectly!
"This is...this is..."
"That's right...Master, you have those abilities!"
I actually cured Liuliu!
If... I have the ability to wish for holy healing, then the power of curse...
I couldn't wait to test my ability. I scratched at the branches around me, trying to find something to try.
"Ah!" There was a heartbreaking pain in the palm of my hand. I pulled my hand away and looked, but there was nothing. In the blink of an eye, there were two red centipedes wrapped around the center of my palm!
The flesh around my palms is sucked tightly by the centipede's mouthparts. Why are there insects here too?
Several centaurs heard my screams, put down the luggage they were packing, and rushed over.
They communicated in the language of the Centaur tribe and ran away. When they came back again, they brought Grandma with them.
Grandma saw what was in the center of my hand. She first found a clamp, but she couldn't clamp the two centipedes. They seemed to have burrowed into my flesh. The body of the insect left in the palm and the densely packed legs were all shrunk. In a ball.
Finally, two more people came, and the three of them worked together to finally clamp down the insect. My palms were so swollen and painful! There is a bulge in the palm of the hand that is bigger than the knee!
"First Yuan Dynasty man, please bear with the pain..."
My grandma squeezed my wound hard and squeezed out a lot of transparent, jelly-like light red crystals!
When these things fell to the ground, a clump of grass grew instantly!
"People from the early Yuan Dynasty...do you feel better now..."
Grandma asked me worriedly. I feel nothing except a little pain in my palms.
"If a man or horse is bitten by this bug, the entire body cavity will turn into this kind of gelatin... Soon the whole body will turn into this kind of sticky gelatin, and eventually it will become fertilizer for the jungle..."
The man next to him said with lingering fear.
I looked at the centipede that my grandma and the others were carrying with its fangs and claws dancing. This thing looked very similar to a centipede, but it was still different. Its body was thinner, more like an earthworm, but other parts looked like a centipede.
"We have never seen the true form of this insect, so we were not sure at first."
"Real body?" I asked in confusion.
"In this jungle, there is a kind of insect. We call it Kezi. We have only heard of its appearance in legends. Many people use the saying "If you don't obey, Kezi will bite you and turn you into food." To scare the little people'."
"They are the real owners of this jungle. We just borrow their land to survive. If we destroy it, we will be punished and become the jungle's nourishment."
"Well, I didn't destroy it either..."
Did they see me peeing anywhere? There's nothing I can do about it, there's no toilet here, and I don't want to let outsiders use my wealth, so it can't be because of this...
I once heard my classmates who farmed at home say that they must not use it on other people's fields. If they can't hold it in any longer, they will smash it with rocks! This means that the rich water does not flow to outsiders.
"I know why no one has seen this kind of thing before, because it is transparent." I suddenly made a discovery and quickly said it to change the topic.
"oh?"
"It is transparent." I took the clip holding the bug and showed it to them from another angle.
The red color of its body does not come from its skin, but from its insides. I shook it slightly and saw the slow movement of the red gelatinous substances in its body.
"He turned red because he drank my blood."
Everyone around him suddenly realized.
"What should we do with this bug now? How about we let it go..."
Someone suggested it.
I haven't let go for a long time. This thing just bit me and it hurt me so much. I finally caught it. If I let it go now, will it call all its three aunts and eight aunts over to take revenge on me? !
"Is this thing you are talking about really so powerful?"
"Of course! Legend has it that any tribe that offends the master of the jungle will be turned into nutrients by Kezi. No one has ever seen Kezi's true body, only the corpses that were turned into nutrients by it..."
Since you are so powerful, if you let me go now, you will definitely seek revenge from me...
"No, no, no..."
There was an extremely small sound.
Isn't it? Can this thing also transmit sound? !
"who!"
The bushes behind me seemed to move, but there was no wind at the moment.
As soon as I finished speaking, an arrow flew past my head and shot into the bushes.
The archer is none other than the dashing little Bai Mao. She tied her snow-white hair up high with branches.
"What are you doing!"
If I had moved my head just a little bit, the arrow would have hit my head.
Little Bai Mao didn't answer me, and I didn't need her answer.
Because the fierce and blood-red eyes behind the bush are even more scary.
Wereboar!
Have they reached the back of the jungle where humans and horses live? Didn't the frontline patrols notice it? ! Or...
I didn't have time to think too much, Xiao Baimao's arrows shot out one after another.
The arrows were not missed, but most of them bounced off the wild boar man, and some were inserted into the wrinkles of the wild boar man's rough skin.
The wild boar man screamed strangely and ran away quickly with all four hooves on the ground!
Little Bai Mao spread his hooves and was about to chase, but his grandma stopped him.
"do not go..."
"Why, grandma, I can catch him!"
"This is a spy from the wild boar who is lurking here to get information."
"Ah! Spy! Then we can't let him go!" Xiao Baimao tried to chase him again, but this time Grandma directly grabbed her tail.
"Think about it, they sent so many soldiers to attack a small vegetarian tribe like ours this time. They can clearly crush and occupy our tribe, so why do they still send spies to investigate?"
Grandma hit the mark. With so many wild boar people, they could wipe out this centaur tribe without any effort. Why bother?
"Because there are still things, or people, that they are afraid of here."
Grandma looked at me meaningfully. I know what she means. Those wild boar people sent people not to inquire about the reality of the Centaur tribe, but to inquire whether I am still in the Centaur tribe. They do not know my strength and position, so they are not attacking now.
Something unexpected happened, and the bug named Kezi I was carrying slipped away and disappeared without knowing when.
"Let's go, Yuanchu people." Grandma waved to me and held Xiao Baimao with her other hand.
"Grandma, I want to be with Abba and the others..." Little Baimao wanted to break free from Grandma's hand.
"Stop being disobedient and come with us."
"As you can see, I can kill enemies! My arrows are more accurate than my brother's."
"You have seen it yourself, those arrows have no effect on them at all, they just delay time..." Grandma was anxious and angry, slapping her stomach with both hands.
"Grandma, then you know... No! I don't want to just watch my father and brother die!"
"You kid...ahem..."
Grandma was agitated and coughed violently.
"If you really want to help your father and brother, don't go to the battlefield and cause trouble, and protect the clan members to a safe place!" Grandma said in a stern tone.
Little Bai Mao lowered his head and tail, curled his lips, picked up his packed luggage, and went to gather the people.
I climbed up a tree and stood at a high place. I saw the densely packed wild boar people outside the woods.
I concentrated my thoughts, adjusted my sight distance, and saw all the wild boars marching in formation. They were all wearing strong armor. Most of their weapons were swords and axes, which shone coldly in the morning light.
I saw the wild boar leader who I had deceived before. Next to him stood a wild boar who also had a pig head and a pig brain, but was not as fat as the other wild boars and did not carry any weapons. This should be the pig-headed strategist of the wild boar army.
He was looking at the dense forest in front of him, his nose twitching constantly.
I observed him, looked at his face again, and met his sallow eyes. He actually smiled at me, showing his incomplete fangs, and nodded!
He can actually see me too! He also has the power of psychic vision!
I was shocked!
Are there any strange pigs with this kind of ability in this wild boar team? !
