Epoch of Twilight

In the middle of the night, Cao Lin was suddenly awake, and she opened her eyes. The cave was dark and lacquered. Only a faint Mars remained in the ash.

From time to time, the sound of lightning came from outside, the sound passed through the winding cave, and it became a bit dull. The moist cold wind kept blowing from the hole. It seemed to be raining outside. She could feel the cold wind. Wet and sweet.

She was cold and hungry. Even though she was holding a bunch of hay tightly, she was still shaking and shivering. She was patient for a while and finally couldn’t stand it.

She cautiously got up and prepared to reignite a pile of firewood.

Silent and silent around, everyone has entered a deep sleep, tired all day long during the day, even Wang Shishi played a scorn.

She was frightened and frightened for a long time, finally found a lighter next to the fire.

The flame of the bean is flickering in the cold wind, perhaps it seems that the psychological function hall gives her an unusually gloomy feeling. She didn't dare to look around, for fear of seeing something terrible. She squatted and trembled a few times, and the flame finally rose.

The light and heat of the flame seemed to give her a great sense of security. She carefully added firewood and watched the flames burn more and more, and she relaxed.

The hall became bright, and everyone was shrunk in the haystack like a tramp, and the body curled up as much as possible to withstand the cold.

Under the baking of the flame, Cao Lin's originally cold and numb body regained consciousness. She felt some itching in her arms and subconsciously reached out for a few times.

It was not until there was a sharp pain that she found herself caught in the wound.

On the fire, she looked down and seemed to feel dazzled. There seemed to be something white in the wound. Her heart was tight and she violently beaten. She took a bold look and looked carefully.

The densely-tested mites are constantly squirming in the wound, not only the arms, calves, knees, arms, backs of the hands, but as long as there are wounds, they are already covered with mites.

The scene in front of her eyes made her pupils shrink sharply, her hair was upside down, her scalp was blown up, she suddenly remembered something, and she went crazy to the wound on her face, but only touched a slippery face, and the locust was soft. The rolling feeling of infiltrating people.

She couldn't help but scream out loud.

Everyone immediately opened his eyes, and the hand quickly touched the weapon that was placed at hand, and quickly stood up and made a warning posture.

"What happened?" Luo Yuan stood up and scanned the circle around and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Cao Lin kept screaming, her hands waving in the air, her body shaking like a sieve.

Luo Yuan walked over and slammed her slap: "Calm down, what happened?"

The strong pain finally made Cao Lin recover a little bit of reason from the fear of being unable to extricate himself, but his face was still extremely frightened, and some words were incoherent: "Aphids, locusts everywhere, I am going to die, save me, Rogge, save me. !"

Luo Yuan's eyes were sharp, and she grabbed her hand, turned her back, and took a closer look. She couldn't help but breathe cold air, even if he felt a horrible thing: "How come there are so many locusts?"

Everyone also came around and saw this infiltrating scene, his face changed dramatically, how many people thought of it, and quickly checked his wounds. The next moment, the woman’s screams, one after another, even a few men, pale face .

All of them, except for the wounds of Luo Yuan and Lin Xiaoji, have more or less aphids. Wang Xiaguang is the most, the locusts have almost occupied the entire wound, the dense cockroaches that keep moving, the scalp that people see is exploding, her body is shaking, almost fainting.

Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi are not so good, screaming again and again, his face is white like a dead man.

"Calm, everyone will give me a calm!" Luo Yuan shouted.

Huang Jiahui didn't get hurt, and her body was good. She had the least amount of mites, so she recovered calmly at the earliest. She was anxious. "How could it be like this? I was hurt before, but this wound is nothing at all!"

"Maybe when it is through the woods, it is stained by the eggs of the insects in the leaves." Luo Yuan guessed.

"The jungle is too dangerous. I don't want to stay here. I would rather be killed by volcanic ash, and I don't want to be covered with mites!" Wang Shishi cried and said, tears kept spinning in his eyes, his hands facing the wound, he wanted to touch Do not dare to touch.

"Don't say frustration, after the volcanic ash has passed, we will transfer to the expressway. Don't say this first, these locusts must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the longer they are dragged, the more dangerous it is." Luo Yuan said solemnly, these locusts are long. Too fast, only in the middle of the night, I have grown up with chopsticks. If I drag it down, I don’t know what it will be. I hope they don’t get into the body, otherwise...

Luo Yuan couldn't imagine it. When he thought of the horror scene that the stomach was full of mites and finally broke out, his heart was tightened.

Huodong bit his teeth, his fingers reached into the wound, and the slippery and disgusting at the tentacles, his skin suddenly appeared a goose bump, the original shallow wound, has been extremely deep corrosion, almost can reach a finger. A locust with a length of four or five centimeters was pulled from the wound and thrown into the fire. Under the burning of the flame, the sound of the 霹雳bala was heard.

A table tennis-sized wound was pulled out by him more than a dozen locusts. The flesh inside the wound is full of holes like honeycombs, and some of the holes are vaguely exposed in white. Obviously, there are also locusts growing deep.

There was a trace of despair on his face. Suddenly, the emotional collapse of the wound hit the wound. The blood mixed with white thick mud splashed around. A large muscle near the wound collapsed and it seemed to have been hollowed out.

Everyone looked pale and cold.

Luo Yuan could no longer maintain calm and his face changed dramatically. Seeing that Wang Xiaguang was about to fall to the ground, he quickly put her on the hay. Luo Yuan checked her condition. Her wounds were mainly on the back and calves. The wound in the calf was only the size of the palm, but There was a large piece on the back, the situation was serious, and she could not find it because she could not see the reason behind it.

Luo Yuan was heavy in his heart, and his finger pressed down the area around the calf wound and tried to press it gently. The skin was sunk after it was used, and the aphid squirmed for a while.

Wang Xiaguang was lying still on the hay, his eyes looked desperately at the top of his head, and he trembled: "Is it dying?"

"No, since I saved you, I wouldn't watch you die." Luo Yuan said unquestionably: "I am going to bring the knife."

"What do you want?" Wang Xiaguang asked quickly.

"Now the locusts are not deep enough, just cut off the whole piece of meat." Luo Yuan said.

"Then I can't go now!" asked Wang Xiaguang.

"I am not cutting off the whole leg, but will it be a little embarrassing to walk in the future?" Luo Yuan said for a moment, whispered, he did not say the situation behind her, lest her heart collapse.

"No, if you cut it off, even if you can walk in the future, you have to cultivate for a while. I don't want to be your burden." Wang Xiaguang bit her lip, tears falling from her face, she shook her head: "I am afraid I can't go to the west, and I should have died. On the night my mother committed suicide, she should die!"

The death of her parents, the indifference of Luo Yuan, the last trace of her heart has disappeared, and the horror of the body has become the last straw to crush the camel, and her heart has already had a death.

Luo Yuan looked at her dead eyes. He was too familiar with this kind of eyes. He had seen it from two people. He finally committed suicide. His face was moving: "This is not a burden, even if your leg is broken, I am also I will take care of you for a lifetime. You are still young, there are many wonderful things to experience, the west is a stable world, then we don't have to take risks, we can live a normal life, you must stick to it."

Wang Xiaguang’s numb eyes suddenly lit up, and the pale face appeared a faint blush. He said, “You said that you will take care of me forever?”

Luo Yuan found that Wang Xiaguang had some misunderstandings, but nowadays, he can only nod his head and nod his head: "So be sure to live, don't be afraid, just hurt it."

Wang Xiaguang’s face was pale again: “Then you are going faster!”

"The pain is shouting out!"

Luo Yuan quickly pulled out the knives and knives. He repeatedly compared the wounds in the lower leg. His palms were slightly sweaty. The hands that were as steady as the meteorites were slightly trembling at this time. He took a deep breath and just prepared to kneel down. He suddenly remembered something and quickly said: "Lin Xiaoji, take the frog over?"

The frog's flesh and blood has a paralytic effect, but the toxicity is not big. It is a natural anesthetic. Luo Yuan is somewhat grateful that he did not want to move yesterday. Others did not go out and throw it away for safety. Otherwise, Wang Xiaguang could only endure it.

Lin Xiaoji did not hesitate to hesitate and rushed over to bring the frog's body still in the corner.

Luo Yuan immediately broke his belly. After midnight, the blood had solidified, but he didn't need much, just a few drops of blood was enough. He took a hay, dipped some blood, and dripped it on a wound covered with mites.

At this time, the unexpected situation happened!

The locusts seemed to feel the catastrophe, suddenly violently squirming, rushing out of the wound, and soon the calf had been covered with mites. After a few minutes, the mites in the wound turned out to be empty, and even the locusts drilled into the body. Also run all the way.

Luo Yuan stunned for a moment, then followed by ecstasy.

The atmosphere in the hall was instantly warmed up, and everyone surrounded the frog, blood it, and carefully dripped on the wound.

The creatures are acquainted with each other. This frog seems to be the natural enemy of the locusts. A large number of locusts have drilled their wounds. They want to escape from this place, but they are vented by others, or thrown into the fire. The locusts are burned by the flames, and the air is filled with A stinking smell, but no one cares.

After venting, several women were depressed. Even Huang Jiahui became silent. Although the locusts disappeared, they left a disgusting wound. Even they could not look directly. No one knows whether they will stay in the future. Terrible scars.