I conquer the hidden boss by brushing my face [Infinite Stream]

Those mealworms are already as thick as a baby's little finger, and the dense texture of the skin is like a coded silk thread, neatly arranged layer by layer.The slender beak poked in the air like a detector, and then confirmed the direction of the incense burner and surged forward.

I don't know what attraction this censer ash has for them, one after another poured into it, and then disappeared.

The previous bottle was washed away by the mudslide long ago, so Jiang Fuyue could only suppress her nausea, wrapped the bug in a paper towel, put it away carefully, and wrapped another pile of incense ash in her palm.

Seeing the fat worm wriggling among the paper towels, Ling who was sitting on Jiang Fuyue's shoulder suddenly moved: "Ling, I want to eat, worm."

"No." Jiang Fuyue frowned, "It's too dirty, don't eat it."

Hearing this, Zero lowered his head in frustration, but didn't ask any more.

It can feel that there is power in this bug that can strengthen itself, but if Jiang Fuyue doesn't like it, it won't eat it.

After Jiang Fuyue put away the worms and incense ash, she turned her attention to the shrine.

What exactly is this village dedicated to?

Why is an ordinary house dedicated to shrines so weird?

Why use bugs as tributes?

The closed door of the shrine pavilion is like a door concealed at the entrance of the abyss. The mysterious atmosphere forms a vortex to arouse everyone's curiosity, tempting them to open their hands and release the nightmare inside.

In a trance, Jiang Fuyue seemed to hear erratic voices ringing in her ears, indistinguishable between male and female, far and near.

"It's perfect..."

"...how many years..."

"First……"

He didn't know what the voice was talking about, but he thought it sounded so good that his soul was hooked away, floating in the air and following the sound.

"—"

A strange sigh flashed by, and Jiang Fuyue's sanity disappeared.

Guo Qing was studying meat worms when he suddenly found that the person in front of him was motionless and was looking at the shrine motionlessly.

He tilted his head, and saw the delicate face of the other party in the dim light like a ghost, in a trance, as if he had lost his mind.

Feeling bad, Guo Qing grabbed the opponent's arm and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Jiang! Wake up!"

However, the other party didn't respond. Even though his body was half broken, his eyes were still fixed on the unlocked door. The light-colored eyes were full of chaotic colors, and he wanted to get out of his eye sockets and get into the shrine.

At the same time, the mutation happened!

The door was closed with a "bang!", and an inexplicable gust of wind blew in the confined space.

The wind was swirling in front of the incense burner, so soft and weak that it couldn't even blow the strands of hair.

But in just a few blinks, the wind turned into a cyclone as tall as a person, and half of Jiang Fuyue's body was sucked into it!

The incense ash scattered, flying to every corner of the room with the cyclone!Cover the whole room into a prison of incense ash, and the strong sandalwood stretches to lock people's nerves!

Unintelligible mysterious spells gushed out from the shrine, like a flood from a dam opening, breaking through the defenses of reason!

"Buzzing—"

The sound of the curse shook and tore the air apart!

Do not!

Not just air!

The whole room is shaking!

And the center of the vibration is the shrine! !

Even so, the National Day did not let go of Jiang Fuyue.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent, and tried to use brute force to drag him out of the whirlwind.

But it's just a waste of effort!

"squeak--"

The shrine pavilion door opened a gap.

It seems like something is about to come out.

A little bit of extreme cold fear overflowed from it, which instantly stiffened Guo Qing's body.

dark.

There is only darkness in the gap where the shrine door opens.

But what exists in this darkness is an existence that is a hundred times, a thousand times more terrifying than darkness.

On the national day, I heard in a trance, there was a cruel sound that seemed to be dripping blood sounded in my ears——

"roll."

The sound is soft, like mosquitoes flying in summer night.

But it instantly split his brain and shattered all his thoughts!

National Day was so painful that he let go of his hand, allowing Jiang Fuyue to blend into the whirlwind.

For some reason, his heart stopped beating when he saw the slender figure disappear.

Think of the pair of eyes that are very similar to each other.

"I'm sorry……"

The man was lying on the hospital bed, so weak that it seemed that he would turn into flying smoke and float in the air if he exhaled another breath.

But her eyes were the same as before.

Clear and shallow, like the surface of water touched by a dragonfly under the moonlight.

sparkling.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled lightly: "But I don't regret it."

The attachment to that person unexpectedly defeated the pain for a while!

Standing with his forehead on the National Day, he gritted his teeth and said——

"Props, anesthesia needle!"

After the voice fell, a needle appeared out of thin air.

National Day quickly injected the anesthesia needle into his body, feeling the pain covered.

30-point anesthesia needle, effective for 30 seconds, shielding the user from all pain.

The pain disappeared, and Guoqing took the humming mantra as a deaf ear, and reached into the whirlwind to fish out Jiang Fuyue.

At this moment, Jiang Fuyue was unconscious, and Ling was lying on his forehead, as if he was eating something.

But the anesthesia injection was too short, so he didn't have time to worry about it.

Holding him tightly in his arms, Guo Qing turned and walked towards the gate.

However, the mystery in the shrine seemed to know that he was leaving, the whirlwind suddenly intensified several times, and the sound of "buzzing buzzing" was also deafening!

"Whoohoo-"

The wind was blowing, but the curtains did not budge.

There are only 20 seconds left for the anesthesia injection!

National Day gritted his teeth until he bled, and walked forward step by step against the strong wind!

"Crack clack clack!"

The door handle suddenly rotated rapidly, taking off like a helicopter propeller!

The fragile screws can't withstand such a strong damage, and gradually break away from the hole!

Only 10 seconds left!

The things in the shrine are in a hurry, and they don't want to let Jiang Fuyue go, which is what they fancy.

The door of the pavilion opened slowly, and the blood-cold and terrifying breath slowly crawled out...

Only 3 seconds left!

National Day comes to the door!

And the door of the pavilion was also opened more than half, and half of the room was filled with horror.

The tentacles of evil stretched out towards him!

"Click!"

The frantically spinning doorknob finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground, leaving only Guo Day's hand in the air.

Horrified and silent laughter, it is inevitable.

however.

"boom--!"

The door was kicked open.

Light flooded into the room, dispelling square inches of darkness.

Yun Song stood against the light, his head covered with sweat, and Jun Lang's face lost all color due to anxiety: "Xiao Jiang! National Day!"

Guo Day's eyes lit up and he grabbed the opponent, and then felt a strong force pulling him out of the room.

He roared in horror and unwillingness from behind, but he could only watch them enter the light.

0!

The anesthesia needle fails!

The suppressed pain came back, and Guoqing's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground, sweat dripping like rain, and a large area of ​​the ground was wet.

He carefully put down the person in his arms, so weak that he couldn't even speak, he just shook his head at Yun Song.

Seeing this, Yun Song quickly took out his own water and handed it to the other party.

However, National Day shook his head and refused, took several deep breaths before intermittently saying: "Go back... go back..."

Five minutes later, the three returned to the room.

Jiang Fuyue lay unconscious on the bed, and Ling Ye lay on his forehead without moving, not knowing what he was doing.

Guo Qing lay limp on the bed, his eyes emptied for a while before he told Yun Song what happened just now under Yun Song's anxious gaze.

However, he didn't know why Jiang Fuyue became like this, nor did he know when the other party would wake up.

"How could this be?" Yun Song patted Jiang Fuyue's cheek lightly, and found that the tentacles were cold and trembling slightly, as if he was in great pain.

This made him unable to control his worry: "What the hell is in the shrine? How could this happen?"

"I don't know..." Guo Qing took a deep breath, "Do you have any healing props? His spirit may have been seriously injured."

Yun Song shook his head with a pale face.

He only has three props in total, except for the Qinghong that he used before, the other two are offensive, which are useless in the current situation.

Seeing this, National Day's face was also not good, because he didn't have one either.

As for mental trauma, apart from system props, there is nothing that can heal it.

Turning their heads to look at the pale person on the bed, they thought to themselves, could this person die here?

Before the film begins its climax, this gloomy, thoughtful young man is about to linger forever.

Although they have seen too many lives and deaths in movies, they still feel pity and worthless for Jiang Fuyue...

The air in the room was extremely heavy.

Just when they were about to give up, the person on the bed suddenly coughed.

Yun Song immediately lay down beside the bed and said softly, "Xiao Jiang?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Fuyue snorted in a daze, and opened her eyes with difficulty: "What happened...what happened?"

He opened his eyes, his eyes were deeply tired, but he was still awake.

Seeing him wake up, the two exhaled at the same time.

Lie directly on the bed to relax on National Day.

And Yun Song recounted the matter.

"I was bewitched by...?" Jiang Fuyue blinked, and it took her a while to recall the memory just now from her chaotic brain, and her face became solemn in an instant.

"The things in there are very scary," he said with white lips, "absolutely, absolutely, you can't go in there!"

"I see." Seeing his weak face, Yun Song couldn't help persuading, "You rest for a while, they won't come again before dark."

"Okay..." Jiang Fuyue closed her eyes not long before she suddenly said, "What if the door is broken?"

After he reminded, Yun Song remembered that he kicked the door of the room in a hurry.

Jiang Fuyue sighed, and closed her eyes again: "Forget it, when they ask, let's see the trick... And, thank you."

Yun Song smiled, turned to look at Guo Qing on the bed next to him and said, "You can thank him after he wakes up."

It turned out that National Day was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep in just a few minutes. It seems that the side effects of anesthesia injections are not small.

Jiang Fuyue took a deep look at him and nodded solemnly: "I will."

While speaking, the zero on his forehead rolled down, and only then did he realize that the other party had been lying on his head.

Reaching out to pick it up subconsciously, he found that Zero was trembling all over, and Bai Xian's eyes were tightly closed, almost invisible.

Uneasy in his heart, he gently shook the soft body of the other party: "Zero? Zero?"

Zero barely opened his eyes, and the voice of grievance sounded in his head.

pain.

"It hurts? Where does it hurt?" Jiang Fuyue was at a loss when she heard the other party's voice almost crying for the first time, she held it in her palm and dared not touch it.

With a crying voice, Zero kept talking about the pain, but couldn't tell where it hurt.

Finally, he said vaguely: emotion, pain.

mood?

Jiang Fuyue suddenly remembered that Zero is a creature that feeds on emotions.

He shook his head, and found that the pain, confusion, and madness after being seduced by the shrine all disappeared... Except for some dizziness, there was no other discomfort.

Was it eaten by Zero? !

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Li Li and Ye Xiaojun 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Moruoling; 10 bottles of Linshui Zhaohua; 5 bottles of potatoes and a cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard