Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

The five of them walked five laps around the territory of the swarm of colorful butterflies, but returned to their original positions.

Qin Jincheng looked at the scratch at the foot of the tree that he had cut with a knife, and fell into deep thought.

Judging from his own cognition, they encountered ghosts hitting the wall, but he opened his eyes for a long time just now, and found no traces of ghosts making trouble, so, as Wen Yunlin said, he received these Impressions of butterflies.

The scariest thing about the Symphony Butterfly is not that it makes people hallucinate, but that it makes all five of them have the same hallucination.

In theory this should be impossible.

Because the thoughts of each individual are different, even in the same situation, it is impossible to have the same hallucination. The same object is placed there, some people have hallucinations and see it as a dog, some have hallucinations as a cat, and some have hallucinations as a mouse. , that is more reasonable.

But the Symphony Butterfly can make everyone see that thing as a dog.

Either that thing was a dog in the first place, or...it controlled everyone's phantom password.

It's not just as simple as an illusion!

Thinking of this, Qin Jincheng stood where he was, not planning to continue looking for a way out for the time being.

The original red sentinel seemed a little irritable. He had already taken out his weapon, thinking that he would just kill them all, and kill all these damn butterflies.

"No way! Brother Hong!" The original white-clothed sentinel said: "The colorful butterflies are scavengers, and we are not edible food for them now, so we just need to find a way to leave, but if we disturb them , They rushed up in a swarm, and the hallucinogenic pollen from the wings will definitely make us completely demented! At that time, neither the guide element nor the guide will be able to save us!"

Brother Hong: "Then we can't just keep going around in circles like this until we run out of ammunition and food, and then die here, rotting until they can eat it!"

The original brown-clothed sentinel: "If you really run out of ammunition and food, do you think these butterflies are edible?"

Everyone: "No!!!"

The original brown-clothed sentry touched his nose: "I'm just talking."

Brother Hong: "Don't make such a creepy assumption!"

Wen Yunlin: "The Symphony Butterfly is full of poison."

Hearing this, Qin Jincheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

The whole body is poisonous?

Can it be collected and used as poison?

Just now he used his spiritual body, the black mamba, to poison those snails, and it was the time when he was most interested in the "poison".

correct!Spiritual body!You can try to use the spirit body to find the way!

So Qin Jincheng secretly released the black mamba. Originally, he wanted it to crawl into the grass along the dense leaves as soon as it came out, avoiding the sight of others, but unexpectedly, after releasing it, he saw it There was a colorful thing hanging on the originally dark head.

Qin Jincheng took a closer look, only to realize that it was actually a butterfly the size of a thumb!

The little Symphony Butterfly landed on the head of the black mamba, and the black mamba that originally liked to swim around was also so well-behaved that it was a bit unnatural.

Qin Jincheng made a quick move and precisely pinched the little butterfly.

Immediately, the colorful butterfly struggled between Qin Jincheng's fingers, and after the colorful butterfly left, the black mamba seemed to regain his sanity, shook Qin Jincheng's face, and returned to Qin Jincheng's mental image.

At the same time, Qin Jinsheng found that the scene in front of him had changed.

The group of colorful butterflies lying on many trees disappeared, leaving only a few huge colorful butterflies that can be counted with fingers, hanging high above their heads, with long mouthparts falling from the mouth of the butterfly , adsorbed on his forehead...more precisely, it was adsorbed on his protective mask, so through this mask, Qin Jincheng could still see these mouthparts lined with fine and dense soft teeth, which were constantly moving Wriggling and contracting, as if sucking continuously.

It is conceivable what would have happened if these mouthparts had been poked into his forehead without this layer of protective cover.

And he was lying on the ground at this time, his limbs were numb and weak, as if he was letting these colorful butterflies taste it.

A familiar voice came from the thigh, it was the cry of a ghost: "Sir, wake up quickly! Brother! Brother, wake up too! Damn it! Why can't I touch the medicine kit! Obviously, I only need one injection to detoxify Just a dose of antidote! Why can’t I touch it!”

Qin Jincheng: "Can... can..."

ghost:! ! ! "Sir, are you awake? What the hell? How did you wake up on your own without using an antidote?"

Qin Jincheng: "Touch it..."

While talking, Qin Jincheng asked the Black Mamba to bite out a piece of drawn talisman paper from his pocket.

Qin Jincheng couldn't use his strength at all, and it was extremely difficult to even speak a few words, but fortunately, his mental body was still active, so the black mamba bit the talisman paper and swam towards the ghost.

The ghost was taken aback: "It's over! It's the Black Mamba! If you get bitten, you're finished! Sir, why are you so unlucky!" The ghost didn't realize that this was Qin Jincheng's spiritual body, and was still whining.

Qin Jincheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he let the black mamba jump over and stick the talisman on the ghost's forehead!

ghost:? ? ?

Qin Jincheng: "Get an injection, hurry up!"

The ghost was frightened by Qin Jincheng's eyes, and subconsciously followed suit. It wasn't until he opened Qin Jincheng's medicine bag that he realized belatedly that he, a ghost, could touch the medicine bag? ? ?

But he didn't have time to think so much, saving people was the most important thing, so he quickly searched for the antidote, first gave Qin Jinsheng an injection, then ran to Wen Yunlin's side, and quickly gave Wen Yunlin an injection as well.

After the ghost gave injections to the five people one by one, Qin Jincheng felt that his body gradually regained consciousness, and then immediately took out his weapon, and was about to blow the head of this magic butterfly, when the ghost shouted: "Sir! Dissolving agent ! Give it a dissolving agent, and then collect it! The Symphony Butterfly is full of poison, very useful!"

At the same time, Wen Yunlin, who had awakened under the effect of the antidote, quickly cut off the mouthparts of the Symphony Butterfly attached to his mask, plunged a tube of injection into the head of the Symphony Butterfly, and then injected another Guan Xin threw the injection to Qin Jinsheng and motioned Qin Jinsheng to follow suit.

Qin Jincheng also stuck the injection into the head of the Symphony Butterfly, and was surprised to find that the Symphony Butterfly was motionless: "Doesn't it even know how to struggle?"

Ghost: "Hey, it's fierce when it struggles, and the poisonous powder will be scattered everywhere, but my brother must use the spirit thread to control them now!"

Hearing this, Qin Jincheng looked at Wen Yunlin, and saw that the other party quickly took care of the colorful butterflies that were attached to the other sentinels one by one, and the colorful butterflies quickly turned into a pool of black water under the action of the potion.Wen Yunlin took out the bottle and collected the melted black water.