Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven Woodworms

Zhou Chong held the lamp and led me to his room. As soon as I stepped into the door, I felt a gloomy, biting coldness that almost penetrated into the marrow of my bones. I shivered involuntarily, and looked at the coffin lying horizontally in the room with the help of the weak light. This coffin is definitely not a modern thing, the paint is mottled, it is really old. The lid of the coffin was open, and my eyes fell on the mouth of the coffin. There were some gaps there, which were left after being forcibly pried open—the dead people slept in this coffin, and it was also a "yin man".

The poison in Zhou Chong itself is the poison of Yin and Cold, and he lives in the ancestral hall, and there is a bamboo forest outside, near the water source, and the geographical location is also shady—presumably, he wants to use the Yin and cold air of this place to restrain his body. cold poison?But in this way, wouldn't it be equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst? I felt Zhou Chong's pulse just now, but I couldn't find the right medicine for a while. If I want to be cured, I need acupuncture and moxibustion for a long time to dispel the cold poison little by little. However, I saw that Zhou Chong's expression seemed to me There are many concealments, and he doesn't even want to cure his cold poison.

Since this is the case, I can't be nosy, after all, everyone has their own privacy. Zhou Chong held up the lamp and walked towards the coffin. The faint light shone on his pale and bluish face, revealing an indescribable strangeness. I finally understood why Grandpa Zhou said he died early. It was really not easy to accept such a eccentric grandson. Everyone in the village is afraid of Zhou Chong, and it is definitely not without root. A person who sleeps in a coffin and only appears at night, everyone is a little afraid. Even, I have some doubts in my heart. Is this person—is he a human being or a half-dead person?Or, is it the living dead?

"Don't you want to come over and take a look?" Zhou Chong held up the lamp, and suddenly smiled at me strangely, showing his white teeth and showing a cold breath. "Okay!" I boldly walked towards the coffin, lowered my head and looked into the coffin, and I immediately said "Oops" and screamed out. Immediately, I felt a chill coming from my back, and then it was hot again, and my whole body was covered in sweat. "You... what is this?" I said in horror, pointing to the things inside the coffin. "Hey..." Zhou Chong probably laughed because he saw that I was too scared.

It’s just that I don’t know if it’s because of this room, but I always feel that his smile is gloomy and cold: “This is what you want to see.” Zhou Chong stretched out his hand to take out the thing and handed it to me while talking. Look. It was a villain's head that was only half the size of a normal human skull, and it looked half-rotten. When I saw it just now, I thought it was a child's head. When I was shocked by Zhou Chong's abnormality and cruelty, I couldn't help being frightened. When I looked carefully under the light, I realized that it was not a child's head at all, but a lump of wood, which looked like it.

Scare yourself!I secretly scolded myself for being cowardly, but that thing looked too much like a child's head, so when Zhou Chong handed it over, I didn't pick it up. "It's okay, it's hibernating and won't bite!" Zhou Chong said. I heard Zhou Chong say this, so I took the courage to reach out and take the thing over, facing the light, I found that there was a snow-white thing curled up in the wood lump, and I thought it was Zhou Chong's treasure. . "Is this the Zongbao?" I asked in surprise. "Yeah!" Zhou Chong nodded and said, "Our insect repellent masters, no matter they are from the metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, will raise a few insect treasures. Of course, insect treasures need to be raised from childhood, and even need their own essence and blood to feed them. Only then can the insect repellent be closely related, and the command is like an arm."

"Oh?" I expressed my understanding, and suddenly felt that there was nothing mysterious about this insect repellent. Isn't this the same as keeping a pet? If you have been familiar with it since childhood, you will naturally obey people's commands. "But what do you mean by metamorphosis?" I asked, even if this worm grows beautiful wings, I don't believe that Zhou Chong can also grow wings. "The insect repellent's treasures are divided into two types: outer insects and inner insects." Zhou Chong said, "The one you see is the outer insects-a insect repellent can raise many outer insects, but the inner insects , that is our natal worm, which is kept in the body on weekdays! But this cannot be shown to you."

"Keeping it in the body?" Cold sweat broke out on my head, oh my god?There are still such crazy people in this world?Breeding insects with the body? "Yes!" Zhou Chong nodded. "It's like roundworms growing in the stomach?" When I said that, I felt a little disgusted. There are some parasites in the human body. This is a well-known topic, and it is not a rare thing. But I never thought that there are such perverted people in this world who use their own flesh and blood to raise insects? Suddenly, my heart moved. According to the legend, the black witchcraft in Miaojiang, those wizards who raise and release Gu themselves, don’t they all have natal Gu?Isn't their natal Gu just a bug?

"If you want to understand this way, I can't help it!" Zhou Chong seemed to disagree with my understanding. I shook my head, remembering that I felt Zhou Chong's pulse just now, but I didn't find any bugs in his body?Thinking of this, I involuntarily stretched out my hand to tap his pulse again. Zhou Chong took a step back, then stretched the Mobil lamp forward, turned it sideways, blocked my hand, and asked, "What is Mr. Ximen going to do?" "Don't do anything, I'll take your pulse again and look at your worms!" I don't hide my curiosity. Back then, I was very curious when I heard about this Gu worm. It's a pity that I went to Miaojiang. But he is no longer raising insects and Gu, and he has no chance to see him. Today, when he meets a weird person like Zhou Chong, he must study it carefully.

"If you can see the pulse, what are we insect repellents doing?" Zhou Chong shook his head and said, "Forget it, you will understand when you see my master tomorrow, and what you say now is useless." "Okay!" I smiled mischievously, and I was even more curious about the exterminator in my heart, "Wait for the worms in your body to transform, and you will also transform?" "Not exactly!" Zhou Chong shook his head and said, "This is another way of saying it is a secret of our sect. Please forgive me, Mr. Ximen." Since it's someone else's secret, I don't want to ask any more. I looked at the lump of wood that resembled a child's head, and asked, "This thing—why is it made like this?"

Zhou Chong said that he is a wood-type insect repellent, thinking that this insect also likes wood, so just find a lump of wood to raise insects, why make such a horrible appearance to scare people? And that worm curled up into a ball and hid in the wood bumps. I didn't even see its appearance except that it was white. I was really unwilling. "This is skeleton wood!" Zhou Chong said. "Skeleton wood?" This is the first time I have heard such a strange statement. "I don't know if Mr. Ximen knows about tree burials?" Zhou Chong asked. "I know, I've seen it with my own eyes!" I said, tree burial is not a rare thing, the general custom is that when old people cut down trees, make a coffin, and find a place with good geomantic omen to bury. But the tree burial is another matter. Waiting for people to die, find those thick trees, don't cut them down, just hollow out a piece from the middle, dress the dead, and bury them in a tree hole, using bark Seal the surface. Generally, under such circumstances, not only will the sturdy trees not die, but they will become more vigorous due to the nourishment of the rotting corpses. Suddenly, I thought of a possibility, and called out: "Woodenization?" Seeing Zhou Chong nodding, I even trembled with my fingers. Just now, just now, I held that thing in my hand and watched it carefully. Fuck me—this damn Zhou Chong is a pervert. Sleeping in coffins and playing with skeletons. "You...you...you're so perverted!" I pointed at Zhou Chong and said, gnashing my teeth, "Tell me, there's nothing wrong with what I ate just now, right?" Regarding this question, Zhou Chong actually thought about it intently, and then said: "Rice should be fine, tea—the wood for the fire is a coffin board, and it is very convenient to use local materials. The tea leaves are picked on the graves. The tea leaves on the tomb are particularly lush and delicious, the cup you drink from is Ru Kiln's, but it was found out of the coffin..." "I'm going to strangle you to death!" I was furious. I almost didn't spit out what I ate just now. I recognized the tea coffin wood, but the porcelain cup from Ru Kiln was actually a funeral object. Thinking about it, I feel sick what. "Mr. Yuan came here last time and praised my tea!" Zhou Chong said casually, "If it wasn't for your request, I would still be reluctant to take it out to entertain guests." "He's a lunatic, I'm not!" I pointed at Zhou Chong's nose and said, "If you give me something in the future, please tell me first whether there is any problem." "I thought you wouldn't care." Zhou Chong still had a dead face, completely unmoved. "Success, I won't tell you, I want to sleep!" I said directly, "To see your master tomorrow, make sure I get out early, Crazy Yuan is right, you are a pervert, thanks to the fact that I thought of you just now Rehabilitation!" "Thank you!" Zhou Chong expressed his thanks in a serious manner, "As a guest, it's a very hot day, why don't you sleep in my coffin?" "Get out!" I gritted my teeth and said angrily, sleeping in his coffin, what are you talking about?It's auspicious for people to go to the latrine, I'm not dead yet. I would rather sleep in the wilderness than sleep in a coffin while I am alive. "After we die, God knows if there will be a coffin to sleep in? Mr. Ximen, you really don't want to experience it while you're alive?" Zhou Chong actually asked me seriously, "You and I don't have to be so polite." I rubbed my aching head and asked, "Do you have a normal place to stay overnight? If not, I'll go out and find a place to sleep." I will definitely go out and pitch a tent anywhere, and I will definitely not sleep in this coffin.