From seeing it

Xiao Ling said: "Could the predestined ones refer to those of us who are predestined to see this bamboo slip? Or if it is reserved for those who see this bamboo slip later, it should refer to us."

Yu Tingting hummed and said, "This sentence can be understood in this way, but what does it mean to be nourished by blood and vermiculite?"

Xiao Ling stroked his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Nourishing with blood... Does it mean that there is something that needs to be fed with blood, and then it can gain longevity? As for the vermiculite, I don't understand it, but this vermiculite What is it?"

Everyone guessed each other, but none of them could figure out the reason. Li Zhibao put away the bamboo slips, and just about to stand up, he suddenly swayed and almost fell down.

Xiao Ling stepped forward to support him.

"Old Li, be careful."

Li Zhibao smiled and said: "Old people are useless. Just squatting for a while, I feel exhausted..."

Xiao Ling looked at Li Zhibao with a strange look on his face.

Li Zhibao in front of him was pale and wrinkled, looking very old, which was a little different from the old Li in his impression.

Although Li Zhibao is over sixty years old, his physical strength is not inferior to that of young people. He looks radiant and does not look old, but Li Zhibao in front of him looks seventy or eighty years old at least.

How did he age so much all of a sudden?

Xiao Ling was puzzled. Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Kesheng also came over and said, "Old Li, it seems that you are quite tired, so let's take a rest here."

When Xiao Ling saw Zhou Kesheng, his heart was shocked again.

Zhou Kesheng in front of him also had a lot of wrinkles on his face, and some white hair appeared on his head. Like Li Zhibao, he looked about seventy or eighty years old.

Something is wrong with this situation.

"You...you..." Xiao Ling was very surprised. He was busy looking at other people, and suddenly found that Yu Tingting looked like she was in her thirties, Pang Yan and Sun Tao looked like they were in their 40s and 50s, and Wang Lei's appearance had changed enough. By sixty or so, almost everyone was getting older by their teens.

Surprised, Xiao Ling let go of Li Zhibao and hurriedly touched his face.

Although there was nothing on his face, Xiao Ling had an ominous feeling faintly.

"Old Hu, why have you aged so much all of a sudden?" Wang Lei finally sensed something was wrong, tilted his head, and suddenly realized that Hu Shengzhe beside him looked like he had aged by a dozen years, and finally cried out in surprise.

With this cry, everyone looked at Hu Shengzhe, and found that Hu Shengzhe, who was only in his forties, had many wrinkles on his face, and looked like he might be in his sixties.

However, Li Zhibao, who was let go by Xiao Ling, had his legs go limp, and suddenly fell to the ground, the bamboo slips in his hand were scattered aside, he was panting, and in just a short time, his hair became completely snow-white, and he was slowly When it fell off, a face was covered with wrinkles, and large areas of age spots appeared, making it look old, and it looked like it was eighty or ninety years old.

"Ah... this is..." Yu Tingting looked at Pang Yan beside her who was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Frightened, she suddenly realized that her long, shiny black hair was withering, turning yellow, and finally turning pale. white.

In the midst of fear and screaming, everyone finally noticed the changes in the people around them and themselves. Almost everyone was aging rapidly.

No one understood what happened, Zhou Kesheng also sat down on the ground amidst the exclamation of everyone.

Among the crowd, he and Li Zhibao were the oldest and aging the fastest. Judging from their appearance, they were in their eighties or nineties at least, and they were very weak.

Zhou Kesheng was panting heavily, and suddenly Li Zhibao, who was lying on the ground, hoarsely screamed twice, his voice was indistinct, he had become extremely old, his eyesight and hearing were also declining, and his vitality was failing.

Xiao Ling managed to get closer to him, and wanted to see his situation, but suddenly he realized that Li Zhibao straightened up, and the outstretched hand hangs down feebly, as if his life had left him, he was dead.

Xiao Ling's whole body was cold, and he couldn't help crying out: "Old Li——"

Among all the people, he admired the old professor the most. He didn't expect to watch him age rapidly in front of his eyes and die in the end.

Zhou Kesheng, who was lying on the side, yelled hoarsely: "We...our vitality...is fading away, there are ghosts here, we...have to leave here..."

While talking, he struggled to get up, but unfortunately he just got up halfway, because he was too old and fell heavily, fell to the ground, and remained motionless.

Hu Shengzhe roared: "I understand, this is the horror Xu Fu said, let's get out of here quickly."

He got up, staggering, trying to escape.

Everyone couldn't understand the reason, they got up one after another, they just wanted to stay away from the ruins of the building, and they didn't even have time to take away the bodies of Zhou Kesheng and Li Zhibao who were lying motionless on the ground.

It's a pity that Hu Shengzhe had only run about ten meters just now, but because of his extreme aging, he quickly fell down, followed in the footsteps of Li Zhibao and Zhou Kesheng, lost his breath of life, and stopped moving.

After that, Wang Haiyang, Guo Zhenwei and Wang Lei fell to the ground one after another.

Xiao Ling could clearly feel that the breath of life in his body was weakening, and he was also experiencing the process of aging, but his physical strength was several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and his aging was relatively slow.

Although he has experienced many lives and deaths, there has never been a time more terrifying and weird than now. He supported Yu Tingting, strided forward, and rushed towards the distance. Everyone had an accident here, and their vitality was lost. safe and sound.

People around are aging and dying one by one, Pang Yan, Sun Tao, Qin Yang, Liu Guangsheng...

Xiao Ling pulled Yu Tingting and watched in horror as these people were running away desperately, struggling, getting older and older, and then fell to the ground without moving.

Xiao Ling felt that his physical strength was seriously exhausted, and the strength in his body seemed to be constantly passing away. The Yu Tingting he was pulling was getting heavier and heavier, and his steps were getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, the Yu Tingting he was pulling stopped suddenly and fell down go down.

"Sister Ting..." Xiao Ling's voice was hoarse, and he called back full of fear.

He saw Yu Tingting with white hair all over her head, as white as frost, lying on the ground, unable to move.

Xiao Ling had a sore nose, and stood there dumbfounded, looking around, including the scientific research team and the elite team led by Sun Tao, a total of 33 people, except him, everyone fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, each People grow old, their lives pass, and they die.

Xiao Ling slowly raised his hands, and found that his hands were getting dry and old age spots appeared, like bark, touching his face, which was covered with dense wrinkles, his eyesight and hearing were impaired. Declining, legs getting heavier and heavier, panting with every step.