Gou Invades the Immortal Martial World in the Wasteland

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Flesh Spirit Insect
Can you survive being shot between the eyebrows?

But Han Xiaodao was shocked.

However, after careful inspection, it turned out to be a green eye, which seemed to be growing on the palm of the hand.

At this time, the green eye was stretching out its fine tentacles and detaching from the deceased's hand very slowly.

Han Xiaodao had an idea and quickly flipped through the Book of Hundred Insects.

Sure enough.

Spirit Eye Insect: Parasitic Spirit Insect, combat power: 0 stars.

Abilities: Manipulation Detection.

Absorb host flesh and blood to survive.

Warning 1: The weak will be manipulated.

Warning 2: The eyeworm absorbs the flesh and blood of the host to survive. Those who are weak should be careful, and those who are unable to fill their stomachs should be careful.

Han Xiaodao picked the slow-moving spirit eye worm with the insect dagger, carefully observed it against the Hundred Insects, and finally confirmed that it only had a one-star rating.

A bite.

Stretched out his hand.

The spiritual eye insect instinctively crawled onto Han Xiaodao's palm, and all its seemingly weak tentacles began to penetrate into the flesh.

What's even more frightening is that Han Xiaodao basically doesn't feel much pain.

After ten minutes.

He successfully resisted the control of the spiritual eye bug. Under reverse control, the spiritual eye seemed to be part of his own body.

Han Xiaodao looked at himself with his spiritual eyes.

Goal: Combat power: 2 stars.

Look at the bodies on the ground again.

Goal: Combat power: 3 stars.

Then I started to study the corpse. It was such a powerful body, probably on the level of a primary-level physical superpower.

After researching, I started applying makeup.

Nearly a hundred years of old craftsmanship, coupled with the evergreen superpower's weak control over the body.

Soon, a hunter from Zhaojiacun appeared.

This person is called Jiang Laosan. His father was seriously injured while hunting, and the neighbors had no one to lend him money. The situation was very bad, so he could only sell part of his land.

But in the end, he still died, and his mother was depressed and passed away.

Sure enough, Han Xiaodao buried the body in the yard and took care of everything. It was already noon, but no one came to disturb him.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Han Xiaodao gradually became familiar with the surrounding situation.

In order to avoid being discovered, the information was mainly obtained from some children.

This is a world where warriors are the foundation, and immortal cultivators are at the top. The most powerful combat power is to raise various spiritual insects, or insect cultivators for short.

The biggest problem with spirit insects is that they are too edible.

In Lijia Village, the excess grain is used to feed insects.

Time flies, almost a month has passed.

It’s the monthly insect release day again.

The door of the Li family's mansion was opened, and the aroma of food filled the air. Servants and servants came out one after another holding tall food trays.

Soon it was dozens of meters long.

This food is enough for four to five hundred strong men.

There were many villagers watching, but no one dared to get close.

The children swallowed their saliva and stared at the meat in the middle, but knew that these foods had nothing to do with them.

Two rows of servants walked out, and the old master of the house in the center strode out. His beard and hair were all white, but he walked like a dragon and a tiger.

The middle-aged man following behind him was also tall and powerful, and it was obvious from a glance that he was very skilled.

"Haha!" The old owner laughed and took off the insect bag from his waist.

Shake slightly.

A group of monsters, large and small, that looked like silkworm babies emerged from the inconspicuous insect bag.

The big one is more than one meter long and as thick as a thigh, while the small one is only as long as Han Xiaodao's finger.

It looks like silkworm babies are cute, but they move like the wind.

It whizzes up, shows its sharp teeth, and feasts.

There were nearly a hundred of them in total, but they ate up all the food for 500 people.

The average size increased two or three times.

He looked chubby and still seemed dissatisfied, staring at the onlookers eagerly.

The villagers had fear and envy in their eyes.

“Today is the monthly insect release day, is there anyone in need of insect eggs?

As usual, there is a [-]% discount on insect release day, and each piece only costs nine coins. In addition, there are spirit eye worms, smelling insects, screaming insects, etc., all with a [-]% discount. "The owner of the house next to him shouted loudly, and a servant had already taken out a tray. On it were fist-sized flesh spirit insect eggs, milky white, a little translucent, and looked much softer than eggs.

Poor people can't afford to feed this thing, it's so edible.

The food for raising one is enough to support his son's martial arts training.

However, for martial arts practitioners, eating one flesh spirit insect egg can last for a year of hard training, especially when they are at a bottleneck, which can help them break through.

In the crowd, a neatly dressed old man walked forward and said, "I've seen Mr. Zhao and Village Chief Zhao. My son is about to break through three stars and I need to buy one."

Then he stepped forward to trade.

Soon someone bought another one.

Seeing that no one came forward, Han Xiaodao strode out and said, "I want eleven."

"This prodigal son is here again. Isn't it heartbreaking to sell my father's land? It is the family property accumulated by several generations." The villagers murmured with disgust on their faces.

"One acre of thin farmland is worth ten taels of silver, and I will give you eleven insect eggs, so you can be a good boy." The village chief's face was filled with happiness.

Purchasing land is the favorite thing of all landlords.

It is a pity that ordinary villagers would rather die of illness and starvation than sell their ancestral land.

Han Xiaodao didn't say anything, picked up the bag and strode away.

Returned to the house and looked at the eggs.

Can't see anything.

Naturally, it is not for eating.

According to the annotations of the Hundred Worms Classic, inject blood to identify the master.

When the blood dripped, it was absorbed by the insect eggs. It dripped until almost half a bowl of blood was absorbed, and then it stopped absorbing.

At this time, the eggs are blood red, and when they return to their original color, they break out of the shell.

A one-star rating by ordinary people can repel one insect, and a two-star rating by Han Xiaodao can repel two insects.

Under normal circumstances, with perfect blood injection, an ordinary person with only one star would be weak for at least three days.

You must eat and drink enough during these three days, otherwise you will be in trouble if you lose Qi and blood.

Moreover, at most one insect can be dewormed and admitted to its owner per month.

However, Han Xiaodao continuously injected blood into all seven flesh spirit insects to identify their masters. Then he felt slightly weak and hungry, so he picked up the prepared food and ate it.

After eating and drinking enough, I have fully recovered.

This is the power of evergreen abilities.

He didn't even dare to have a wife for so many years.

Come on.

So, soon, all the eggs in Eleven turned blood red.

Then I checked around again, but no one was paying attention.

My reputation as a prodigal son is quite good.

The residents were reluctant to get close to avoid the embarrassment of borrowing money.

Han Xiaodao came to the firewood shed behind the courtyard, where he had dug an underground secret room for the past month.

The wardrobe also moved underground at night.

With decades of experience in digging holes, this set is simply familiar, and the traces have already been wiped clean.

In one month, the number of dozens of people living in the so-called underground secret room is a bit exaggerated, but a dozen people is still not a problem.

There were even some mechanisms built under the props he carried.

But the effect is just that.

Concealment is the point.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, it's another full moon night.

The lines in the wardrobe twisted to form a door. Han Xiaodao was ready to open it and enter quickly.

the other side.

Back in the collection room he was familiar with, Han Xiaodao almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Finally, a powerful method was found.

Otherwise, your own abilities will only bring endless fear and worry.

Living is suffering.

Over the past few decades, this collection room has long been a custom. No one except the ancestors dared to step into it.

Now the head of the family also gives the same order.

However, due to Han Xiaodao's deliberate actions, he became even more withdrawn, often living alone for several days without showing up.

Therefore, although the younger generation was worried if he didn't show up for a month, he didn't think of anything else.

At this time, Han Xiaodao had no intention of seeing the younger generation, but took out the trophies.

Eleven insect eggs whose blood color is fading.

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(End of this chapter)