[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

I don't know what's going on with my blood now, can it resist this kind of mucus, no matter if it can or not, it's definitely not a good experience to be sprayed on the face.

I immediately turned my head to one side, my arms were pressed, I pushed my knees up with great effort, and they hit the zongzi's belly in one fell swoop.

There was a sound resembling a person retching in my ear, and I immediately regretted it.

What an idiot, how can you push your stomach? Didn't the **** help it spit it out?

I know it's basically over when it spits out that lump of slime, but it's probably over when I come into contact with the slime.

But I didn't expect that the zongzi didn't spit out any mucus. In a blink of my eyes, countless white threads suddenly grew on its body.

From my point of view, it is simply an overwhelming net.

It turned out that this method of capture was used, and I immediately realized that I was going to be wrapped in it.

This is really unexpected. I thought that the zongzi would spit out mucus, but I thought that people can run, but the zongzi can't run away, and a ball of liquid can't run away.I didn't expect to be wrapped in a cocoon first, making people have nowhere to escape.

No wonder the cocoons are all in human form, not because the zongzi wrapped inside is in human form, but because the last zongzi that "melted" into a cocoon was in human form.

The growth rate of this layer of white silk is amazing, and soon I was covered with a layer.At the same time, I also found that the zongzi with white silk had undergone great changes, and its body shriveled rapidly, and the silk seemed to have emptied it.

But the strength was still great, and I managed to free one arm.I stabbed those wires with a knife, but it was like stabbing a steel wire, and it didn't pierce through.

I cursed in my heart, and suddenly heard a sound of "噗", and the head of the zongzi exploded.It was definitely not the fat man who hit it, it blew itself up.

For a while, the whole cocoon was filled with a strange smell, and it was still fragrant.It's understandable if it's a corpse smell, but it's definitely not a good thing if it's fragrant.

I immediately held my breath, and saw that after the zongzi shriveled to a certain extent, liquid began to ooze from the body, like a layer of sweat.

I was still under it, watching the liquid dripping on me.

I pushed myself up hard, trying to turn over, only to feel that my back was also wrapped in that layer of silk, and I became a cocoon completely.

I also thought that Poker Ping and Fatty would definitely come to help me, and now I also became a cocoon, and I don't know how much fell to the ground.

Damn, can they tell which one is me?I felt hopeless.

He still had clothes on, so he rolled up his sleeves to cover his face with one hand, and stabbed the silk shell with a knife desperately with the other.The space is too small, and I can't use it even if I have the strength, not to mention that my physical strength is already quite exhausted.

And no one came to help me after such a long time, it is not difficult to guess that the situation outside must be very urgent.

It is so hard to break free after being wrapped in this kind of silk. I can't imagine that one of us will be wrapped again.

It was time to gamble. I cut open my palm, and the blood oozed out. I stuck the blood-stained blade on the silk shell, rubbed the blood, and then stabbed it with the knife.

There is no effect, and my blood has not recovered yet.

I also sweated on my forehead, and watched the liquid dripping from the top of my head, and the air in my lungs was also tight.

Just when I was about to use brute force again, I saw a red oozing from the silk shell on the other side.

"Stay away from here!" someone shouted from outside the silk shell.

Immediately afterwards, the black blade pierced in.

Boyouping must be true love for me.I thought to myself, otherwise he would recognize me when I became a cocoon.

Pokerfing slashed vigorously several times, and finally cut a big hole in the silk shell. He reached in and pulled me. As soon as he touched him, I immediately shrank back.

"Wait a minute, I seem to be..." I didn't know how to describe it, so I said, "Infected, I'd better crawl out by myself." I was really worried, although it seemed that the blood of Poker Bottle could still overcome them.

But he didn't worry about it himself, and stretched out his hand to grab me again, so I avoided it again.

Poker-Face clicked his tongue, stepped on the edge of the broken silk shell, stepped on the hole wider, and directly reached in with both hands to catch me.this pose...

I broke my shell, and Poker Bottle hugged me out like a mother.

The scene outside was still chaotic, but most of them were twitching zongzi on the ground, Fatty solved another one, and the fourth child sat on the ground panting heavily, and no new cocoons fell.

"No more?" I couldn't believe it, seeing Poker Fing frowning, I couldn't help asking, "Am I very fragrant?"

Poker-Face's face darkened, and he reached out to paw me: "Take off your clothes."

I was stunned for a moment, thinking what the hell is this, is it a little foul? True love can't be so casual.

While taking off my clothes, I said, "Why don't you take it off?"

I took off my upper body, and Pokerfoil carefully checked whether there was still that kind of mucus hanging on my body. I actually knew what he meant, so I quickly wiped it off.

Fortunately, after leaving the closed environment of the cocoon, the liquid oozing from the corpse seemed to have no effect like that aroma.

I didn't feel any abnormality in my body, and Poker Bottle came in time.

The fat man came over and said, "What do you two mean, you want to have a fight now?"

I glared at him: "I almost became an enemy." I looked around, "Your record is gratifying."

The fat man raised his hand and pointed: "It's hilarious, the enemy army has started a defensive battle."

I looked up and looked in the direction he pointed, and I was very happy. There were still many zongzi crawling on the rock wall, and they were much quieter than the crazy attack just now.

"They are afraid of your fat man, so they go up, and don't know what to think about." The fat man said.

I don't see it right, the zongzi just now only knew how to attack, how could it suddenly become smarter.

Poker bottle said: "They have a common memory, and if they sense danger from their companions, they will gradually change their attack methods."

It turns out that it will evolve, and its IQ is increasing? If you catch it and keep it, will it count in a few days?

The fourth brother limped over, we were all tired right now, the fat man and the fourth child had a lot of injuries, even Poker Face had several wounds on his body, and my physical strength was gone.We basically stood upright, confronting the zongzi who were climbing on the rock wall.

I'm suddenly sure that if one of us goes down, they're all going to attack.

It is also impossible to negotiate with them, and it seems that there will be a final battle to the death.

Negotiation? The word suddenly popped up in my mind. At first I thought it was outrageous, but when I thought about it carefully, it was not impossible.

Poker bottle said that they are controlled by the mucus in their bodies. If it is compared to those zombie ants, there must be a "fungus" that ejects "spores", which is what controls these dumplings.As long as we find them, we may indeed be able to negotiate with them, and perhaps control them in turn.

"Where did the mucus come from in the first place?" I looked at Poker Bottle, "It's better to eliminate the source."

Poker-Face nodded. I saw that his face was gloomy, but his expression was very calm. His eyes were fixed on the black coffin in the center of the glazed brick platform.

"Don't disturb them." Poker Fase whispered, "Let's go open the coffin now."

"Open the coffin?" The fat man obviously didn't understand our logic for a while, "Is there a zongcidal agent in the coffin?"

The fourth child also said: "Not good, isn't there still zombies in there?"

"Listen to him," I said, "or think about it, the Lord in the coffin and these zongzi are enemies, for us..."

"The enemy of the enemy is my brother." The fat man said, "The fat man understands, this trick works."

I think it's not that simple, maybe they will unite, but Poker Face said so, it should be worth trying.

The four of us formed a circle back to back, gradually approaching the coffin, those rice dumplings were still staring at us vigilantly, the atmosphere was very stiff and weird.

When we came to the burial pit, the black coffin was still firmly placed in the middle.

Poker bottle took a step forward and was about to go down. When I thought of that hallucination, I still felt uneasy.

This coffin is the core of the entire mausoleum, and the simpler it looks, the more crisis it hides.

I stretched out my hand subconsciously, and I said, "You want to go down? Then I will go down too."

"I'll go, if you dance, I'll dance too," the fat man said, "You two are really enough."

Poker-Face shook his head and looked at those zongzi: "There is something wrong with them, keep an eye on them, if something changes below, you have to back away."

The stuffy oil bottle has always been like this.

I knew it was useless to say anything at this time, he jumped down, and I squatted down to watch.

There are many vertical and horizontal beams under the black coffin, and there are many bronze chains between the beams. It is probably a small mechanism.I thought that the black coffin could rise up in the illusion, maybe it was because of them.

I didn't have time to observe the coffin carefully before, but now I can see that there is also a layer of fine lines on the black coffin. I have seen those murals, and they are still in 3D version, and the lines are easy to see.

There are snakes as well as other mythical beasts. "Zhang Haike" told me in the illusion that the two snakes represent two different gods, who are in charge of the human body and soul respectively.The previous bronze coffin had a snake head on it, and the reincarnated soul inside. This one has a human head and a snake body, and it should be the spiritual soul of the priest and wizard with an evil soul.

It is said that it is a spiritual soul, but it must still be carried by a physical body. It is estimated that a thousand-year-old rice dumpling is sleeping here.

The Poker Bottle fell on the coffin lid and looked around, and finally bent down to check the center.

There's a groove there, I know it.

There is also on the bronze coffin, put the snake head ring, and then use blood as a lure to open the coffin.

On the black coffin, there must be a ring with a human head, and that ring was found in the hand of that little zongzi.

Now, in the palm of my hand.

Poker bottle looked up at me, and I smiled at him.

"With you?" He held out his hand, "Give it to me."

I reached over and put the ring on his finger.

This ring must be worn by a woman, not suitable for Poker Bottle.

I grab him and jump down.