dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Looking at the nun in front of her, Xu Fangcao couldn't help wiping her nose, and even took a few steps back subconsciously.

Because although this person looks clean and kind, he can smell a foul smell when he gets close.

It's like the smell of a rotting corpse.

The reason why people are afraid of similar corpses and hate smelling similar smells is entirely because of the "warning" engraved in their genes.

The discovery of similar corpses indicates that the vicinity is extremely dangerous, and the more similar dead bodies in the same place, the higher the degree of danger.

The genetic information left in our "genes" by our ancestors for tens of thousands of years will urge us to quickly escape from the dangerous place in front of us.

There are many similar "genetic information". For example, when a baby is crying, it will be better if it is hugged and shaken.

This is because the environment in which human beings lived in primitive society was extremely dangerous.

In order to avoid beasts and the like, parents always flee with their babies in their arms.

It must have been extremely bumpy, like we were shaking a baby violently.

Among them, crying children will naturally attract beasts and dangers, and have long been eliminated in the cruel environment.

After genetic screening, the ones left behind are all children who don't cry or make trouble, and sleep obediently...

I write here to share a small life trick in friendship:

If you accidentally smell the putrid smell of human corpses, that smell will linger for a long time.

Even in the past few days.Even a week can make people feel nauseous and want to vomit.

The only quick fix is ​​to smell the poop.

This is not the legendary "fighting poison with fire", but also a hint from our "dna".

If the same kind is excreted nearby, it means that the danger has been eliminated.

Because in an era without civilization, we humans, like animals, would not excrete in dangerous places.

They don't even defecate near the gathering place, for fear of the danger caused by the smell.

Don't ask how the author knows the above little knowledge, just ask the work needs......

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The nun was taken aback looking at Xu Fangcao's state, and then a strange smile appeared on her originally peaceful face.

"Namo Amitabha."

"Hehehe, I didn't expect you, a little girl, to be so spiritual. You just went back with the poor nun to serve the Buddhas."

After the nun finished speaking, she raised her delicate white hands and grabbed Xu Fangcao.

The speed was so fast that Xu Fangcao couldn't even dodge.

At this critical moment, the peace talisman Hua Jiunan gave her emitted a blue light and hit the nun.

The nun screamed, clutching her injured "jade hand" and backed away.

"W-how could this be? Why do you have the talisman of the leader on your body!"

Only then did Xu Fangcao come to her senses, and reached out to cover the jade talisman that she had been hanging around her neck.

"Hua Nine Difficulties..."

At this time, the nun didn't have a trace of peace that a monk should have, and her face was full of ferocity.

"What about the talisman of the leader, the poor nun is not a ghost!"

"Little girl, just go back with me obediently!"

The nun didn't grab it with empty hands this time, but with a dark golden hand bone.

The bones of the hand seemed to come alive, and they grabbed Xu Fangcao's shoulders heavily.

At the same time, the jade talisman that Hua Jiunan gave him exploded completely, turning into a blue mist that tightly wrapped the nun and Xu Fangcao.

Outsiders can't see clearly what's going on inside.

"Nan, no Amitabha, don't!"

"You, what kind of existence are you!!"

Surprisingly, what came out of the blue mist was actually the nun's frightened cry.

That voice was so sharp, it was like a shrew came back from cheating and found out that her man was also having an affair...

As the nun's screams became louder and louder, the surrounding temperature also dropped sharply.

Even the dewdrops that have not yet evaporated on the flowers, plants and trees have turned into drops of ice crystals.

When the blue mist dissipated, there were no nuns inside, only a blue monk robe and the dark gold hand bone remained.

Xu Fangcao is even colder, cold like a glacier goddess who does not eat human fireworks.

He glanced at the hand bones on the ground in disgust, and crushed them with a light foot.

After hesitating for a moment, he continued walking in the direction of his home.

His mouth seems to be whispering, and it seems to be muttering to himself: "Hua Jiunan..."