After the whole species mutated, I hung up

The breathing of several people was completely stagnant, and no one wanted to speak except for the dirty words that Lu Mian scolded.

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, as if the wiring was bad.

In the short few seconds when the lights were on, the scene that appeared in front of everyone was enough to make one's legs go weak!

On the ground covered with light-colored tiles, flesh-colored insects as long as an adult's arm were crawling around on the ground, with six bright red slender legs constantly swinging, and there were bursts of scratching sounds.

Lu Mian bit the bullet and looked carefully, his eyes slipped around those weird smiling faces, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

These bugs are exactly those human-faced butterflies with broken wings!

Suddenly, the lights in the corridor were completely extinguished with a snap, and in the darkness, the pair of longing eyes were shining eagerly, looking at them motionlessly...

Pharaoh: "Fuck! Run!"

Lao Wang's voice is very loud, with a strong penetrating power.

Lu Mian didn't care about the buzzing eardrums, and ran out following the people in front.

In the darkness, he stepped on something soft, and the next second, a baby's cry sounded behind him.

Lao Wang raised his hand to pick a pick, and threw the butterfly stick with a human face in front of him to the wall.

The butterfly stick fell to the ground with a pop, and the sound was quite heavy!

Old Wang was stunned, "I'll go! Can this thing cry?"

Lin Feng closed the door with a bang, and stomped on the butterfly stick that had sneaked up to the door, "God knows whether they are crying or excited! Maybe in the eyes of these insects, we are delicious food?"

As soon as this remark came out, several people protested.

Xiao Sun helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a bitter face, "Don't...don't scare me!"

Brother Chen: "Is it okay to read a little bit?"

A few people climbed one floor up the stairs, but they didn't waste much effort, but their hands and feet were still a little soft.

The door of room 502 was closed tightly, and the crying of the baby came through the door. Compared with the chaotic crying in the corridor, the people inside the door were much more organized and disciplined.

Xiao Sun took out the key from his pocket, but he didn't open the door for a long time, "There are only a lot of bugs in 502, should we think of a way to deal with it first?"

Having said that, in the dark corridor, the sounds of flapping wings, scratching, and crying were getting closer, and it seemed that they didn't have time to think about how to deal with it.

Lao Wang snatched the key from Xiao Sun, and went to open the door without hesitation, "I've come here, there is nothing to hesitate, I thought at least there is no danger in the corridor, there are so many of us, we will work hard It shouldn't be a problem to go to someone's house to take a look, or to rescue someone out, but who knows that even the corridors are full of those things, we are wrapped in dumplings, and we can't escape from left and right, so why not go in and give it a try, maybe you can give the people inside Renbo will come out with one life."

These words were rough, but they made sense, Xiao Sun sighed and stopped struggling.

Several people stepped back, clenching the weapons in their hands.

Lao Wang opened the door, and an indescribable sour smell wafted out of the room, as if something was fermenting, mixed with the smell of rotting meat.

Everyone glanced at each other, with a bad feeling welling up in their hearts at the same time.

The room was dark, the lights were not turned on, and the crying of the baby stopped the moment they opened the door.

That means things in the house know they're coming...

The smell of rotten flesh in the air became stronger, Lu Mian slowed down his breathing, endured the unceasing discomfort in his stomach, and walked in lightly.

But within a few steps, he bumped into Xiao Sun in front of him.

He stepped back and was about to ask, but found that the people in front of him were standing there blankly, looking in the direction of the living room.

Lu Mian followed the eyes of everyone, and the scene that caught his eyes made his mind buzz, and there was a short blank.

With the faint moonlight, he vaguely saw a person "putting" on the dark sofa in the living room.

The reason for saying "put" is because the person's body seems to be covered with something thick, and the outline of the legs cannot be seen clearly. The head rests on the back of the sofa, and the feet are on the ground. Stiff and straight as a big wooden stick, the waist and back are hanging in the air.

This posture is obviously not a living person...

And right in front of the corpse, there are densely packed butterflies with human faces, or butterfly sticks, or those with wings. The walls and ceiling form a network with the corpse as the center.

It looked like this group of human-faced butterflies were on a pilgrimage before they came in.

At this moment, they interrupted their grand gathering, and these butterflies with human faces turned their heads angrily, staring straight at them...

A gust of wind blew by, the white gauze curtains in the living room fluttered with the wind, and the wings of the butterfly with a human face trembled, shaking off powder all over the floor.

I don't know who swallowed, the sound was very small, but it still disturbed the crowd of butterflies!

They moved in their direction in unison, their hollow mouths throbbing.

The cry of the baby sounded again!

Lu Mian cursed secretly, "He's dead, let's go!"

Only then did everyone recover from the shock, but it was too late!

Lin Feng: "It's too late!"

Lu Mian looked at the door, and when he left the door, he could clearly see the butterflies with human faces gathering.

This door was their way of retreat. They didn't lock it when they entered, but now, this way of retreat seems to be sealed.

The butterflies with human faces in the room yelled at them and kept approaching, gradually forming a circle around them. Just when everyone thought that a battle was about to start, the group of butterflies suddenly stopped in place.

The space that suddenly fell silent was so tense that it was suffocating. In the next second, a faint coughing sound came from the sofa, one after another, as if something was stuck in the throat, unable to cough out or swallow.

Lu Mian looked in the direction of the sofa with a stiff neck, and saw that the tightly wrapped corpse was standing up in an anti-gravity posture, the wrapping on his chest was heaving, and something was faintly struggling to get out.

Old Wang: "Is this... not dead yet?"

Lu Mian stepped back, feeling even more uneasy in his heart. He looked at the figure who suddenly stood up, "Does this look like...a dead body?"

Brother Chen: "...apt."

Xiao Sun: "...Can I use some Yangjian words?"

Old Wang: "Are these butterflies poisonous? Or we can just run away!"

Lin Feng: "They seem to have powder on them..."

Old Wang: "You mean the ones on their wings? I saw it when the wind was just blowing. What will happen if the powder... gets on it?"

Lu Mian touched a high-heeled shoe on the shoe rack behind him, squinted his eyes, and smashed the shoe forward.

The high-heeled shoes drew an arc in the air, and accurately hit the writhing figure in front of the sofa.

The thing was smashed suddenly, it seemed to be stunned, and then began to twist more violently.

Lu Mian: "Maybe, she will be like that?"

Old Wang let out a cry, "...will he die? Or will he raise his corpse?"

Lu Mian stared closely at the struggling corpse, "I don't know. The one who was writhing on the opposite side should have died before this group of butterflies appeared. What is certain now is that the powder on the butterfly's wings can lift up the corpse."

Speaking of this, Lu Mian paused, "Do you think that thing looks like... a pupa?"

Several people stared at the corpse unconsciously and fell silent.

Brother Chen took a small step forward, "So, it will break the cocoon?"

Lu Mian took out a few pairs of shoes from the shoe rack behind him. Without exception, they were all high-heeled shoes. He raised his eyebrows and threw the shoes to the other side of the living room, "Should...?"

A few butterflies with human faces chased the shoes and took them off.

Seeing this scene, Lu Mian half-closed his eyes, wondering if it was his illusion, he always felt that these people had a special respect for the corpse in front of the butterfly, just like worker bees treat the queen ant...

At this moment, Lao Wang screamed again, "I'm stupid! It's coming out!"

Lu Mian stared at the corpse tightly, and the cue in his hand creaked.

Amid the cries of the crowd of butterflies on the human face, a hole was torn out of the wrapping cloth on the corpse, and something like a bug was lingering at the hole.

A few seconds later, with a hiss, the wrap was torn in two.

The choking stench hit our faces, and several people couldn't resist bending over and throwing up...

Lu Mian wiped the sour corners of his mouth, and looked up into the living room.

Is that a giant human butterfly stick?

It has a human body shape, but has six hands on its chest, and its lower part is not feet, but a long, narrow and full abdomen like a butterfly.

It lowered its head, and its whole body was lying on the coffee table, supported by six hands. There were two thin and long tentacles on its smooth head.

But its back is much more rugged, a large mass of wrinkled flesh looks like a sarcoma, dripping wet with unknown liquid.

A gust of wind blew by, and the stench in the air was even worse. Lu Mian held his breath, choked to the point of tears...

As the gust of wind continued to blow, the stickiness on the back of the human butterfly stick dried out at a speed visible to the naked eye, it began to tremble all over, and painful moans came from its throat.

Behind it, the sarcoma gradually stretched, and the four thin, flesh-pink wings slowly opened. Through the moonlight, Lu Mian could see the intricate blood vessel network in the four thin, almost transparent wings.

At this time, this once human body has completely transformed into a huge human butterfly!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Mian couldn't react. He didn't know what kind of species he was facing now...

The cries of the crowd of butterflies with human faces became chaotic, and for no reason, he actually tasted a little excitement from this voice.

They are celebrating!

Lu Mian covered his ears, his eyes were staring at the high-frequency sound, and his eardrum was stinging unbearably. He watched the human butterfly crawl towards them with its six hands.

Suddenly, the human butterfly raised its head.

Lu Mian met a pair of huge compound eyes that were bigger than his face...

The human butterfly looked at him quietly, and something was spinning rapidly in the compound eyes.

Suddenly, this mutated face slowly showed a smile towards him...

The author has something to say:

I don't really want to see butterflies just yet...