My messenger is a little fox

The cave is a bit deep and has several branches. After walking for a while, we reached an open area.

The terrain here is flat and is about the size of six or seven rooms. There are three men, one woman and two messengers sitting or lying around an extinguished fire. It is Ding Jianchen from the Demon Suppression Division and his men.

Li Yu and Han Yan quickly stepped forward to investigate, but found that everyone was dead.

"They're all dead!" Han Yan stood up and said blankly.

Fu Honglian was sure from a distance that there was no breath of living things here, so she just took Mu Wanting to check the scene. After hearing this, she said: "There are no signs of anyone else coming in or out here, let alone signs of fighting. We can't be sure that the other party is too clever." Or no one else came at all.”

"There are no obvious fatal injuries on these corpses. Their postures look more like they died quietly." Li Yu retreated to the outer circle and illuminated the corpses with a psychic lamp.

"When did they die?" Fu Honglian stepped forward curiously and looked at the corpses and asked.

Li Yu really had never studied this kind of problem, so he turned to look at Han Yan.

"The time of death was probably early last night." Sensing Li Yu's gaze, Han Yan took a deep breath and regained some energy.

He and Li Daxiong were relatives in the Demon Suppressing Division, so both teams were close to each other, and he knew all of these people. Now that Li Daxiong's team was almost completely wiped out except for those on duty at the station, Han Yan inevitably felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Fu Honglian said nothing, walked to Ding Jianchen's body and took out a psychic lamp to examine it carefully.

"Ting'er, help me shine the light." Fu Honglian suddenly handed the psychic lamp to Mu Wanting and said.

"Okay!" Mu Wanting took the psychic lamp and illuminated Ding Jianchen's body and asked, "Mother-in-law, did you find anything?"

"It's not clear yet, I have to take a look first." Fu Honglian untied Ding Jianchen's hair and turned his hair bit by bit.

Li Yu and the others looked strange and came over to check.

Fu Honglian watched carefully and stopped for a long time. At this moment, he had already flipped most of Ding Jianchen's hair.

The eyes of the three people surrounding Li Yu widened, and they saw a small pimple hidden between the parted hair, which looked like a mosquito bite.

"Mother-in-law, are you looking for this little pimple?" Mu Wanting couldn't help but ask.

Fu Honglian took out a pair of small tweezers, which are used by women to trim eyebrows, and then took out a knife and gently cut open the small knot before saying: "It seems to be a method used in southern Xinjiang, but I can't be sure yet."

Cut open the scalp at the pimple to expose the skull underneath, and a hole the size of a pinprick is revealed.

Li Yu's scalp was numb when he saw it. There were too many strange tricks in Southern Xinjiang, and only a few appeared in his original works. Naturally, there were many that he didn't know about in reality.

The breathing of Han Yan and Mu Wanting next to them became obviously heavy. It was obviously the first time for them to see this method.

Fu Honglian wiped the knife on Ding Jianchen's clothes and put it away, then casually called out a small red lotus the size of an egg and placed it next to the small hole.

Soon a faint fragrance came out, but Fu Honglian used spiritual power to restrain it and lead it into the small hole.

Fu Honglian's movements were smooth and smooth, as if he had practiced them many times, which made Li Yu's eyes look straight. He had no doubt that the other party knew more about the secret arts of Southern Xinjiang than he did.

Suddenly, something like a thin black needle shot out from the small hole and went straight to Fu Honglian's nostril.

Fu Honglian moved her right hand and instantly clamped it with the small tweezers.

Li Yu and the others were startled, and they all shined their psychic lamps on the tweezers.

Only a finger was visible, and something that looked like a black wire was struggling at the tip of the tweezers.

"What is this?" Mu Wanting stared at the black wire-like thing and said with lingering fear. If she had been in Fu Honglian's position just now, she would have been hit.

"The Iron Wire Brain Worm can affect or even control the human brain, and can also kill the host unconsciously. It is very vicious." Fu Honglian held the Iron Wire Brain Worm in front of her eyes, her eyes full of disgust.

"So they are all controlled by others?" There was a glimmer of hope in Han Yan's eyes, which was easier to accept than the result that everyone betrayed Li Daxiong.

Fu Honglian looked around at the dead people and spirits again and sighed: "That should be it."

Han Yan let out a long breath, slowly closed his eyes, and his expression began to become relieved.

"Isn't this too scary?"

Mu Wanting looked at the little bug caught in the tweezers with disgust and fear and said: "It's really scary that such a little bug can control the consciousness, life and death of a third-level spiritual master!"

Carefully putting the iron-brained worm into a small porcelain bottle, Fu Honglian looked for it on another person's head and said: "You underestimate this worm too much. Don't think that this worm is only such a small one, but it is It is a real third-level accompanying spirit, which is difficult to cultivate, and it is even more precious if it absorbs the brains of a third-level spiritual master or spirit."

"Third level!" Not only Mu Wanting and Li Yu were shocked, but even Han Yan, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes wide.

"Yes! Apart from its terrifying control ability, this kind of familiar is very weak in other aspects. If we really fight, some larval familiars will be able to kill it." As he spoke, Fu Honglian found another person above his head. That little pimple needs to be dealt with quickly.

"But when they enter the head of a creature, they can not only affect the other person's thoughts but also control life and death!"

It seems that the original setting of Southern Xinjiang is too simple! Li Yu couldn't help but sigh after hearing this: "Southern Xinjiang's methods are really terrifying."

"Since these little bugs are so precious, will their owners come here to recycle them?" Mu Wanting had an idea and said excitedly: "If we wait here and wait, can we catch the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Li Yu and Han Yan were both impressed. This method could really be tried. If the person behind the scenes could be caught, it would be much easier than following the clues from people like Ding Jianchen.

"You are thinking too much."

Fu Honglian directly poured cold water on the three of them, "The iron-brained worm's larvae can contact the mother worm at any time within a hundred miles. I'm afraid the people behind the scenes will know about it as soon as we get here."

"Now that I have caught his bug, it is even less likely that he will come."

While talking, Fu Honglian once again caught an iron wire brain worm and put it into a small porcelain bottle. He laughed and said: "This kind of person who likes to manipulate everything behind his back, I think he has seen a lot in his old age. If he doesn't push him to a dead end, he is He will never show up."

"Mother-in-law, have you ever fought with someone who used this kind of bug before? Why have I never heard you say that?" Mu Wanting said in surprise.

Fu Honglian chuckled and said, "It's all old stuff, what's there to mention? Besides, what happened back then was not pleasant at all, so it's okay not to mention it!"

For some reason, Li Yu sensed a bit of hatred that he tried hard to hide from Fu Honglian's expression, and even Mu Wanting didn't dare to ask further questions.