Gu Simonan frowned, trying his best to remember something, and said in a slow tone,
"I don't know much about human body worms. I heard it by chance from my elder brother. There may be some omissions. Just listen. Whether it is true or not remains to be verified."
"To be specific, human bugs are a general term for a large category of bugs, but they don't just refer to a special case.
Because it often lives in the human body and exhibits various magical properties, it is called the human body bug.
The origin of this insect is mysterious and special. It is said that in ancient times, when gods and demons were alive, they were cultivated by great gods. They contain mysterious power and are often used to give followers of gods and demons to enhance their strength or certain abilities.
It is also said that this kind of bug is actually a kind of spirit of heaven and earth. It is born and raised by the earth. It is extremely rare. Every human bug gathers the essence of heaven and earth and has incredible mysterious power.
But no matter which legend it is, for human body worms to be effective, they must live in the human body. "
Meng Zhao listened with great interest, not mentioning this world. In his previous life, he knew that parasites would grow in the human body, so he would take anti-parasite medicine to get rid of the parasites in the body.
These so-called parasites are also bugs, and they also live in the human body, but they are obviously harmful rather than helpful.
In contrast, the human bugs in this world, whether they were cultivated and created by gods and demons, or spontaneously formed by the elves of heaven and earth, were in short a kind of beneficial and harmless bugs, which made him a little more interested in the fat white bugs on the chessboard. expect.
"Mr. Meng, have you ever heard of the wine bug?"
Meng Zhao shook his head. He had heard of heart-eating worms and gold-killing worms, but he had never heard of wine worms. No, that was not necessarily the case. He had read the story of wine worms in his previous life, but it should not be related to this life.
"I will tell you a story. Master Meng, listen to it and you will understand the secret.
Legend has it that during the Imperial Han Dynasty, there was a powerful man in a place who had a son who was very talented, knowledgeable and memorized. He was also a unique martial arts wizard. He was deeply favored by him and regarded him as the future of the family. Pillar.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money and wealth to invite famous heroes to teach his son.
This son was diligent and intelligent by nature, and was loved by the hero, who taught him everything he could. There was only one thing that made people criticize him, and what the hero didn't like, was that he was addicted to alcohol at a young age. No wine or food every day, and I feel drunk all day long. When I am sober, I am not as good as half the time when I am in a coma.
For this reason, the son's father and the hero tried their best to stop him from drinking. They tried all kinds of methods and remedies, but they had no effect. Instead, they made the man even more addicted to wine. "
It was also the first time Yunfei heard this story. Hearing this, he sneered and was very disdainful of this person.
"It's such a pity that my talents are so burdened by alcohol that I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve much. 1"
Alcohol is a poison that penetrates the intestines, and it is also a steel knife that scrapes bones. Countless people have died due to alcoholism. Many people who are dedicated to martial arts have never drank alcohol for their entire lives in order to maintain their devotion to martial arts and keep themselves sober.
Although Yunfei is not so extreme, in his opinion, this is not something he can't control. It is clearly because this person is greedy, alcoholic by nature, and cannot control himself, so he uses various methods to deceive his father and master. , it’s really disappointing.
Not only did he fail to live up to the ardent expectations of his elders, but he also wasted his talents.
Meng Zhao nodded slightly. There was a reason why his father and master were so eager to help this man quit drinking.
He spends little time awake and long time in drowsiness. Even so, he is still a rare talent. He is making rapid progress. If he can work hard, wouldn't he take off immediately?
Of course, if combined with the story of the wine bug he knew in his previous life, things would be much more complicated.
Gu Simonan laughed and shook his head at Yunfei,
"A Fei, you are wrong, please listen to me."
"Not only is this person's father and master trying their best to help him quit drinking, but this person himself is also trying every means to stay away from alcohol, but he is helpless. Even though he has a strong will and can overcome his alcohol addiction, his body can't help but move towards the place where the wine is. Then go away, drink to your heart's content and finally get drunk."
"Then one day, after this man had practiced spiritual practice, while he was drinking at home, a wandering Taoist priest came to his door and said that he had a way to help him get rid of his alcohol addiction.
The man was immediately overjoyed and regarded the Taoist priest as his honored guest. He also invited his father and master to check the situation together.
He wasn't stupid either. He knew that this person's identity was unknown and he came to the door rashly. He could be a well-intentioned person playing tricks on the world, or he could be a liar with evil intentions and deceitful people. "
"The Taoist priest used a simple method. He had his hands and feet tied and placed flat outside in the scorching sun. After feeding him a pill, he placed pure and strong wine next to him. Not long after, a green bug came out of its mouth, two inches long, pure green in body, with lively eyes. After looking at the tied man, it plunged into the wine."
"Later, after the Taoist priest explained it, the family found out that the reason why this man was so addicted to alcohol was all because of the alcohol bug. Now that the alcohol bug is gone, he has returned to normal and will no longer be drunk and hazy. I don't know what age and what year. It’s been months.”
Yun Fei nodded, wanting to say something, but thinking of Gu Sinan Cai's profound words, he didn't dare to say anything.
Meng Zhao had already guessed something and was waiting patiently for Gu Simonan's final decryption.
"The family wanted to reward the wandering Taoist priest heavily, but the man refused to accept it. He just took the wine bug away and then left in an air of a master."
Having said this, Gu Simonan's lips couldn't help but reveal a mocking arc,
"You probably don't know that this Taoist priest who seems to be an expert is actually a liar and a devil who deliberately tries to steal people's luck.
Just because the young man who was originally smart and extremely talented, although he no longer got drunk after losing the alcohol bug, he also lost his powerful talent and became a mediocre person, never regaining his former spirituality and talent.
No matter how hard he practiced, he couldn't compare to the one and a half moves he had practiced casually.
In the end, his family and master suddenly understood that although the alcohol bug made him addicted to alcohol, it also gave him a supreme talent that surpassed ordinary people. Once the alcohol bug went away, although he no longer had the bad habit of drinking, but It also made him completely an ordinary person.
However, at this time, I knew that it was already too late. The Taoist was nowhere to be found and could not be traced. "
"The alcohol bug is actually a type of human body bug. It is addicted to alcohol, but it is actually an instinct to strengthen itself and grow continuously. The more you drink, the stronger your potential.
Although people sometimes get very drunk, they are actually in a state in prison where they seem drunk but not drunk, and seem awake but not awake. It belongs to a special martial arts artistic conception.
It is of great benefit and help to those who practice martial arts. "
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
