Such a comparison, on the contrary, these burly men seem too delicate, and they can't even compare with a teenage boy. It's really ashamed!
Simply shameless!
Thinking about it this way, these people have a little more admiration for Mo Siyu from the bottom of their hearts.
Mo Siyu put the things into the medicine bag, and followed Chu Chuyan to continue forward. The deeper the miasma forest was, the more humid it became, and the front was foggy.
If it hadn't been for the kerosene added to the torch, the torch would probably not be able to light.
Drops of water fell from above, but fortunately they were wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, and there were all kinds of bubble-like things on the tree trunks along the way.
The guard was curious: "Young Master Yu, what is on this tree?"
Mo Siyu took a closer look, and immediately got goosebumps: "This is an insect egg, don't let it be touched, maybe it will take the opportunity to get into the human body."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a guard's foot slipped, and his body hit a tree, crushing the layers of air bubbles on the tree to pieces.
Dark green slime and viscera flowed down from the tree trunk. The man touched his back and found his hands were sticky. He looked at Mo Siyu tremblingly: "Master Yu, I, I..."
"Don't be afraid, these insects are just eggs, they haven't hatched yet, as long as there are no wounds, it doesn't matter." Mo Siyu took out a cloth roll and was about to wipe it for him, when he saw a long scratch on the back of the man's hand.
Mo Siyu: "..., your hand?"
"I was a little closer just now, and I was scratched by a dead branch rolled up by a long snake. Mr. Yu, am I hopeless." The guard was about to cry in fright.
Mo Siyu pulled the back of his hand, wiped the sharp edge of the dagger on the silk cloth, and looked at his hand: "Hold on, I'll dig out the contents for you..."
The guard's hands shook violently: "Could it have already hatched? I feel something wriggling in my wound."
After Mo Siyu put the knife on the torch and finished roasting, he turned around and looked at the back of the guard's hand, and saw that bubble-like things had protruded from the back of the hand, and the things inside were still wriggling desperately.
The guard bit his lip in pain.
Mo Siyu was ruthless, grabbed his arm, and asked, "Do you want your life or your hand?"
"To survive!"
"Okay." As soon as the words fell, the dagger that cut iron like mud cut off the hand from the wrist.
The guard almost passed out from the pain.
Mo Siyu immediately took out the medicine powder and gauze from the medicine bag, and wrapped them around the man's wrist.
Chu Chuyan handed over the guards to the other two: "You support him, you can't let him fall behind."
The guard was supported by his partner, and looked down at his hand that fell on the ground. Soon, small bugs emerged from the back of his hand. There were more and more small bugs, like maggots, and the whole body was crushed. The hands are all surrounded.
The guard's face was pale and haggard, and he backed away.
Mo Siyu stared at the carnivorous insect in his hand, thinking of the boy who died overnight in Tian'en Temple, his eyebrows gradually became solemn, and he looked at Chu Chuyan: "Those who assassinated you in Jincheng last time, find Is there a mastermind behind the scenes?"
"No." Chu Chuyan stared at her: "Although not, but I probably have something in my heart, but there is no evidence.
What’s wrong with you? Did you think of something? "
"The person who murdered you last time may have something to do with the people here." Mo Siyu sprinkled a handful of powder on his hand, which was already covered in bones and covered in carnivorous insects, and a disgusting smell of corpses came over. The carnivorous insects turned into stinky water.