Mysterious creature sightings

Ling Jiangyue climbed a small hillside and went down to another village. There were several children here, so it should be easier to find the ghost butterfly.

She randomly found a dead branch and used it as a pathfinding stick. She poked at the edge of the grass. When she poked out a toad, she frowned and walked away. When she poked out a butterfly, she chased after it and carefully determined whether it was a ghost.

When it comes to poisonous insects, one has to think of poisonous poisons, and going further, there is witchcraft.

Early humans regarded unexplainable phenomena as the effects of witchcraft. Witchcraft was first used for blessings and curses. Later, the concept of poison was added, using various toxins, parasites and microorganisms to achieve the purpose of cursing.

But at that time, people did not understand these toxins, parasites and microorganisms. They only thought that they were the effects of poisonous insects. If they had physical problems, they were caused by someone poisoning them.

Therefore, people in the village who are calculated to be grass-gu women and medicine-raising women will most likely be hostile and ostracized by the whole village. Some of them will be tied up and exposed to the sun, and put into the firewood pile... Just like foreign medieval witches, as long as your specialness may cause harm to others, the crime will one day come to you.

Human beings are such a cautious and bold species.

After entering the village, Ling Jiangyue learned her lesson this time. Without waiting for anyone to ask, she took the initiative to find a middle-aged woman who seemed to have a sense of story. She said that someone in her family had been infected by the ghost butterfly poison and wanted to ask. How can it be solved.

"Anyone in your family was bitten by a ghost butterfly?" The other party's sharp eyes swept over her body, and the word "disbelief" was written on her forehead, "It doesn't look like you are so happy."

She blinked and the corners of her mouth immediately drooped down, pretending to be sad: "Really."

The other party still didn't believe it: "What's your name?"

Do you still need to tell me your name? She suddenly remembered that someone had said that if a Grass Gu woman knew her name, birth date, or got her nails, hair, or other things, she would be easily persecuted by the Grass Gu.

So her eyes brightened and she couldn't wait to say a name: "His name is Zhuang Cheng. He was killed so miserably that he couldn't walk for no reason. He could only collapse on the bed, yelling and going crazy in a state of confusion. It was very pitiful."

Judging from the tone of his voice, he spoke with true feelings and felt as if he was suffering.

Although her acting skills were not perfect, she could control the other person's emotional recognition and the effect was equally good. The lady finally believed her words.

The aunt asked in a low voice: "How old is he?"

"Hmm... almost two years old." If she had died when she was sold to Kyle, that dead man, she would be almost there now.

The aunt shook her head: "It's hopeless. The child is too young. Even if he is really bitten by the ghost butterfly, he will not be able to bear the pain when the ghost butterfly is burned to death."

She stayed for a moment and tried her best to save it: "He can bear it. His name is Cheng. He has survived for so long. He is very strong."

"If you are determined, then catch the ghost butterflies and burn them."

"How to catch him?" she asked curiously.

"Fumigate it with pigeon shit! Let it work," the aunt's voice was sonorous and powerful. "If it doesn't work, roll the eggs. I tell you, stick a brand new needle on the egg, and roll it all over the child every evening. , while rolling and chanting: Rolling gold Gu, rolling silver Gu..."

After reciting it like a mantra, the aunt followed up and said: "All the children in every household here have been doing it since they were young."

Her mind was filled with Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu. She put aside Nao Renmoer and asked, "Have you ever caught Ghost Butterfly? Do you have any stock?"

"Or have you ever seen a ghost butterfly? What does it look like?"

To avoid the other party being perfunctory and not answering, she stared into the aunt's eyes and lowered her voice to be persuasive.

The aunt's eyes were dazed for a moment, and her voice dropped: "I...I saw it when I was a child, but I don't have a deep impression on it, but I heard my grandma said that it was a gray moth with hairs, and it would fly when the hairs on its body were touched. The seed is thin, with bulging and glowing eyes, and a long straw in the middle, which will pierce the child's forehead and suck out the soul of the child and the young woman."

"That's called a mouthpart."

"Tone? Who has a bad breath?"

"...You continue." "No more, that's all. No one has seen ghost butterflies for more than ten or twenty years."

"Wouldn't ghost butterflies come to bite children when they are sick today? Didn't you say that they would always roll eggs when they were young?"

"That's a habit. Regardless of whether it's a poison or not, just get out of here. There's always a certain possibility that things will get better."

The legend has become a custom. For a long time, the two people were facing each other from different angles.

Could it be that the Gu insects also know that humans are vigorously developing technology, so they can't hide?

Ling Jiangyue let her aunt go and walked through the middle of the village. Behind her skirt were a few little kids who wanted to touch the silver chain tassels on her cuffs.

When she turned around, she stared at a drooling three-year-old child, generously allowed him to touch her sleeves, and asked him: "Do you know ghost butterflies? They have a lot of hair and a straw in the middle of their glowing eyes."

Human beings can see many special things before they are three years old. This truth has been supported by both the scientific and unscientific circles.

The three-year-old child's face was a plateau red from the sun. He held her silver tassel with his hand and stared at her blankly, as if he was waiting for a new computer to be turned on. Then he stretched out a short and fat finger and pointed at the mountain behind: " Butterfly? Can’t go.”

She then looked towards the back hill, then turned back and pushed away the child's hand: "You really can't go, or you'll be bitten into a fool. But I can go."

Mysterious legends have been circulating for thousands of years, but no one has figured out the secret of Gu worms until now. This mysterious creature is so attractive. Her curiosity is heightened, and she is unwilling to go in and catch one.

The child was old enough to understand Hao Lai. He was called a fool. He stayed there for two seconds and burst into tears. His forehead was hot from crying. He wiped his tears twice with the back of his hand. When he looked at the beautiful sister again, he only saw her walking towards the back hill. A slender figure.

Soon it was swallowed up by the deep green shadow.

...

The Lancang River is rushing endlessly, and the work of the Special Investigation Office has encountered obstacles.

The high-tech instruments are powerful, but have many limitations. They have never been able to clearly detect the giant shark and the blood-sucking carpet.

If a movable detector is put in, it will be washed away and unable to stabilize its position in less than two minutes, and it will be scrapped.

After busy and repeated testing, it was almost night when I looked up. It was so dark in the dense forest that I couldn't see the road. I could only barely identify the direction through the dim light reflected by the river.

Jiang Yuxing was about to say something back when someone not far away let out a sharp scream, which made him tremble.

Lin Zheng immediately raised his head and looked in that direction. He and Lin Jia grabbed a flamethrower and ran over there: "Follow the sound and go take a look!"

The flames illuminated a small distance in front of them, just enough for them to rush to the place. They could vaguely see something wrapped around the legs of the struggling man.

It really looked like a blanket, wrapped tightly around the man's legs, with a tail like a scorpion's tail, arched and pierced into the flesh, and still moving slightly, reminiscent of an alien laying eggs.

Lin Zheng stepped over in two steps and fired the flamethrower to the maximum. The hot flames went straight towards the blood-sucking blanket.

The legendary vampire blanket is afraid of fire, and will emit a burning smell when burned, screaming and letting go of its prey to escape.

But the legend apparently ignored some details, because after the vampire blanket was burned, it flew up and clung to Lin Zheng's body.

"Brother Lin!"

"Holy shit, it's an Indian flying carpet!"