The lamps were wrapped in spider silk, and the second floor of the originally bright theater was dimly lit.
The tip of his nose was filled with the fishy smell of cobwebs, and Jian Hua saw a few piles of strangely colored things in the corner, the most obvious being a spherical object with a clear depression in the middle, very like-
"The skull of a gibbon." Li Fei's eyes are better than Jian Hua's.
"Looks like it's eating quite a bit."
Jian Hua looked up, and there were shriveled black objects hanging on the huge net on all sides, a bit like fruit peel, but there were some hairs left.
Spiders have no powerful digestive organs, no teeth, and a pair of sharp claws on the outside of their mouths that they use to tear apart prey or attack, but they cannot chew and grind. It kills its prey in a cruel way, injecting toxins to make the prey die in pain and paralysis, and then wrapping it in spider silk and slowly feasting it.
At that time, the body of the prey has turned into a cloud of blood, and the spider sucks it and discards the empty shell.
Spiders generally eat insects, and the shells of insects are equivalent to bones, which are very hard, and their corpses hang on the webs, and there is nothing in the eyes of people.
After replacing the victim with a gibbon......
A nature of abomination and fear arises, and God knows what the cause of death of these prey is: whether the toxin enters the heart with the bloodstream and dies painfully but quickly, or does it start under the skin step by step......
"Jian Hua."
"It's fine." Jian Hua closed her eyes and forced herself to forget about the mushrooms.
The corpses of monsters buried under the mushroom forest do not have such a miserable state where only skin and bones remain.
After the corgi left, the mycelium returned to a passive state of slacking, and under the urging of Jian Hua's thoughts, it slowly separated some fine white soft silks, gently picked up the cobwebs, or let the cobwebs shift the position, so that Li Fei and Jian Hua could walk smoothly.
The stickiness of the cobweb itself has no effect on it.
The spider silk could not detect the struggle of the "prey", and its owner certainly did not move.
The interior of the theater, which was originally wide, was very narrow because of the intricate cobwebs, and the air was filled with a faint fishy smell.
There are a few small paw prints left in the gaps in the floor.
Li Fei leaned over to check, and there was dark green fiber-like fine velvet in the gap of the paw prints.
"Just like where your ability senses, the spider keeps the reserve near the stage, and the claws of that corgi may have scratched the chair or curtain or something when it escaped......"
Jian Hua did not speak.
Going deep into the spider's nest, the risks can be imagined.
Li Fei looked much more casual than him, danger brought caution, and a strong interest.
That's a bad habit! Jian Hua looked away and thought silently, how many villains are just because they want to pursue excitement, are keen to take risks, experience the satisfaction of conquest firsthand, and feel the powerlessness of the loser, but they capsized in the gutter and fell into the hands of the protagonist.
Resourcefulness, strength, and luck are all indispensable.
Li Fei has the first two things, but the third point is the key to determining the outcome in the bloody hero battle.

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[BL, MTL] I'm Not Shouldering This Blame
FanfictionOriginal Name: 这锅我不背 Author: 天堂放逐者 NOTE: Not My Story! This is a MTL I'm currently editing. There will still be grammatical errors and inaccuracies, but I'll do my best to make it readable. Enjoy! (^^)b Synopsis: One day, the stuntman found that acq...