"This thing has only one breath. As long as it is close to something, it will bite with the last bit of strength. I remember that the master once said that it is called... it seems to be called the witch head. The witch head is separated from the corpse and has a lot of resentment, although there is no corpse.

It's poisonous, but even if you don't die after being bitten by it, your human nature will change. It seems that Tong Jia's mastery of things is far more than just some magical skills of shamanism itself! Wushuang, come here!" Jin Goudan, the old gold captain, said

I called over and took out a small bottle from my arms. The bottle was very small, about the size of a mother's finger.

"What kind of entertainment is installed here?" I asked him.

"Insect! Little insect! Haha..." He smiled mysteriously.

"Ah? Bug? What do you mean? This little bug can deal with the witch head? Is it that simple? Where did you get bugs in this winter? It's so cold that bugs can't freeze to death? Are you kidding me?" I can't

Confidence.

"Haha... You don't need to ask any more. I don't know yet whether this insect is effective against the witch head. You can release it and try." Captain Lao Mojin ordered.

After I unscrewed the cap of the small bottle, disgusting little caterpillars crawled out. The little caterpillars were very weird. If he hadn't said that, I would have been unable to see them with my naked eyes. They were as big as aphids.

It has a pale appearance, a pair of wings on its back, no legs under its abdomen, and an antennae in front of its head. The antennae are longer than its body and look very sharp, somewhat like a straw. There is a lot in the bottle.

We only released two in order to test whether it could deal with the Witch Head.

After the two little bugs rolled out of the bottle, they didn't even touch the ground. The tentacles in front of their heads twisted back and forth twice, as if they smelled the smell of rotting corpses, and they flapped their wings and flew towards the boulder.

In less than two minutes, I heard pitiful howls coming from behind. The sound made me feel uncomfortable, as if the devil in hell was struggling in pain, hissing, and trembling after being tortured!

The three of them exchanged glances. It seemed that the little bug had worked. They quickly took a few steps back and stared nervously at the reaction behind the boulder. After a while, the boulder gradually calmed down. Gululu, along with me

Including the skull that was shot just now, a total of four highly decomposed skulls rolled out from behind.

Each of these skulls had round eyes, and the skin on their faces had become rotten with pustules, and there was a stream of yellow pus lying outside. At this time, they had lost their vitality and never moved again. However, they

His eyes were full of resentment and sorrow, making those who looked at them shudder.

I walked over step by step, wanting to check if these things were dead, but I was stopped by Jin Goudan. "You young people! Why do we act so carelessly if we are the heirs of the Golden Touch?

Do not set foot in any place in the underworld of the ancient tomb that you are not sure is safe. You are not a fairy if you touch the golden captain. You only have one life! Remember!" The old man shook his head helplessly and said helplessly:

"Hey! That's right. By your generation, the crafts passed down by our ancestors have almost been lost. It doesn't matter that Miss Meihui knows how to kick and fight with Kuixing. Who can live like our generation these days?
Chapter completed!