[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

2.10

Those mealworms already have the thickness of a baby's little finger, and the dense lines on the epidermis are like coded silk threads, neatly arranged layer by layer. The slender beak pointed and poked in the air like a detector, and then confirmed the direction of the incense burner and surging forward.

I don't know what attraction this incense burner has to them, one by one poured into it, and then disappeared.

The previous bottle had been swept away by the mudslide for some time, so Jiang Fuyue could only endure the nausea, wrapped a worm in a tissue, carefully put it away, and wrapped a stack of incense ash in the palm of his hand.

Seeing the fat worm squirming between the tissues, Zero who was sitting on Jiang Fuyue's shoulder suddenly moved: "Zero, I want to eat, worm."

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

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

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

After Jiang Fuyue collected the worms and incense ashes, she turned her attention to the shrine.

What is this village dedicated to?

Why is an ordinary house dedicated to a shrine so weird?

Why use bugs as tribute?

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

In a trance, Jiang Fuyue seemed to hear an erratic voice ringing in her ears.

"It's perfect..."

"...How many years..."

"The first one..."

He didn't know what the voice was talking about, he just thought it was very good, so good that his soul was hooked, floating in the air. The swaying in the air went with the sound.

"—"

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

National Day was studying meat worms, and suddenly found that the person in front of him was motionless and looked at the shrine motionless.

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

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. The door of the pavilion, the light-colored eyes are chaotic and disorderly, and I can't wait to get out of the eye socket and get into the shrine.

At the same time, an aberration happened!

The door was closed with a "bang!", and a gust of wind was blowing in the airtight space for no reason.

The wind was swirling in front of the incense burner, so soft and weak that even the strands of hair could not be blown.

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

The incense ashes were scattered and swept to every corner of the room with the cyclone! Cover the whole house into an incense ash prison, and the strong sandalwood continues to lock people's nerves!