Chief Paigang woke up with a silent scream, dripping with sweat, but he couldn't care about it now. There was darkness in front of him. This darkness that enveloped everything made him feel at ease. There was no bright moon looming in the dark clouds, no The Black Mountain was illuminated by the silver light of the bright moon, and there were no long lines of barbarians walking towards the Black Mountain to stare at him with their pupilless white eyes. They might be here, but in this darkness where one cannot see even one's fingers, no matter how many eyes there are, Can't see him, maybe.
He grabbed the knife that never left his body with trembling hands. After having such a dream, it was difficult for him to fall asleep again.
But without this dream, he might not be able to fall asleep after waking up. First of all, the fatigue along the way has been somewhat recovered in the nap just now, and secondly, the flesh wounds he suffered while running all the way are starting to hurt now. Hualin didn't deal with his wounds, and Chief Paigang didn't care, because everyone who could survive in Yishan was not a fragile creature. In this regard, the scratches that could heal themselves in a few days were caused by him. When he was the boss of Ladong, he would not even think of seeking medical advice, not to mention there were no doctors in Yishan. If they were seriously ill, they would ask priests to sacrifice animals and pray for the power of God Gru to help them get rid of the disease. This method was very expensive, and even a wealthy chieftain like Paigang did not think simple wounds were useful.
The toast sat in the dark, planning to hold on until dawn.
He was not going to light a fire for light. The fire would be of no use to them. It would only expose himself, his cowardice, his weakness. He was sure of this.
Fortunately, he didn't light a fire and didn't see himself, otherwise he might have died of shock.
Among the small scratches and abrasions on his body, and in the open flesh and blood, there were countless white bugs squirming.
"Those are not bugs." In a small house not far away, a water mirror with a faint white light stood in the sky. Hualin pointed his finger on the water mirror, causing the water mirror to distort and magnify the image, and then explained to Xiao Qianqiu : "Although they look similar... there are no breathing holes on their sides."
This water mirror is the first magic weapon he made. The materials used are the small silver mirror he got from Baiyi Temple and the twenty-two pieces of condensed water formed by the Yi people's boiling brine for many days. Four water spirits - He did not use the dew on flowers to make water spirits like the method recorded in Xiao Xinglong's memory. Instead, he made them with condensed water according to the method of Jialuo World. This is not because he felt that Jialuo World The world's method is superior simply because the Yi people under him cannot do the delicate work of collecting dew. Yishan is not Qiyun Peak, and there are not many exotic flowers and plants for him to collect dew.
"They may have directly absorbed the blood of the Yi people." Xiao Qianqiu said that when making the water mirror, he was surprised to see that Hualin used pot lid water. He did not expect that the water essence extracted from the pot lid water for boiling salt It turned out that there was more and better quality than the fairy flower dew. At this time, he joined in the fun and had a discussion, hoping to dig out more useful secrets from this unknown spirit.
"It's also possible..." Hualin nodded, enlarged these bugs again, and compared them with various parasites in his memory: "Not only do they not have breathing holes, they have nothing at all. They are not so much bugs as they are bugs. It’s said to be...a parody of an insect!”
"And what could they be?"
"It should be a gift given to me by the person from Black Mountain." Hualin said. He had expected that the existence in Black Mountain would contaminate everything he came into contact with, so he ordered Pai Gang and others not to approach. The reason why he chose Pai Gang Chieftain As the leader of the team, this is partly due to the fact that Pai Gang is a very practical guy who cares little about external things and even less about the mysterious world. If there is any kind of person among ordinary people who is not easily contaminated, Pai Gang's style is arrogant and treacherous. Toast is undoubtedly the best among them.
But I didn't expect that the caravan would be completely destroyed before they made contact. Chief Paigang, the only one who escaped, not only reported the letter, he also brought back the "letter" itself.
"Fortunately, the barbarians are accustomed to killing each other. After the caravan was completely wiped out, he did not dare to enter any village along the way. The only herdsman who came into close contact was also killed by him. Otherwise, there might be a barbarian ghost country around. Hualin said while rotating the mirror to observe the "bugs" from different angles again.
"Is this what the barbarians are guarding?"
"No, I have already said that this is just a gift from 'it' to us. 'It' should still be in Montenegro, otherwise those people in the caravan would not go to Montenegro. If there is 'it' in Montenegro half of the body, so what followed this toast was at best a fingernail of 'its' - don't forget, the caravan has not yet entered Montenegro, and none of the orders they received allowed them to enter Montenegro, so this is Our chance.”
After finishing speaking, Hualin stood up: "It's better to see from a distance than to get up close."
He wanted to take a closer look at what was coming with Pai Gang.
