Even for just a moment, Bai Song was convinced that he seemed to have been disturbed by something at that moment.
That feeling is like some kind of neurological reflex.
Something changed somewhere in his body, causing his hand to suddenly pause just now.
"Giggle..."
The great wizard smiled, full of fun, and said nothing.
This Miao girl who was overly obsessed with Gu insects admired Bai Song's subtle expression at this moment.
Because this is her first and only work using the Heart-Eating Gu.
This is a kind of self-appreciation, and decades of careful cultivation are reflected at this time, so she doesn't want to disturb it for a moment.
There are many legends about Miao Gu magic in the outside world. The reason why it has become a legend is that it really exists.
Manipulating living people is one of the most terrifying things in legend.
And Bai Song felt this kind of terror very clearly.
"Impossible...impossible..."
Bai Song swallowed and his eyes widened.
Jiumei also noticed Bai Song's strangeness. She didn't say anything, but walked over with concern.
Bai Song shouted to stop: "Don't... don't come over, something seems to be wrong with me."
While speaking, Bai Song suddenly raised the knife with his right hand and pointed it at Jiumei.
This time the feeling was more real. At this moment, Bai Song completely lost control of his body.
All he could do was use his left hand to suppress his right hand as much as possible.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiumei finally couldn't help it anymore and asked in surprise.
"How does the heart-eating Gu taste?" the great witch asked in a leisurely manner. She was not anxious at all. Anyone who was infected by the heart-eating Gu would sooner or later become a plaything in her palm. More importantly, a real living body
The experiment has a great observational effect. What she has to do is to slowly observe and slowly appreciate this person's process from struggle to despair.
"Don't come here...I...I can't control my hands."
"This is just the beginning. As time goes by, you will slowly become a puppet. You can only maintain your own thoughts, but your body will become a prison for your spirit."
"Shut up!" Jiumei shouted, and a dart flew out.
The faceless corpse suddenly flashed in front of the great witch and blocked it for her.
But when the great witch looked back to where Bai Song was, there was only a thick white smoke left on the ground.
The two people have disappeared.
…
In the dense forest dozens of meters away.
Jiumei supported Bai Song and walked quickly. Her weak body could not withstand such activities and it was already difficult to support her. She could only grit her teeth and hold on.
Bai Song was sweating profusely and feeling a little dazed.
This time, he was really scared.
He had always felt scared in countless previous experiences, but at this moment, what he felt in his heart was deep fear.
The moment just now was incomprehensible.
If this is just the beginning, what will it be like if it really becomes what the great witch said?
Maybe that’s the real life worse than death?
Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Song's right hand suddenly exerted force and punched Jiumei in the lower abdomen, who was supporting him.
Jiumei was already on the verge of falling, but a little external force struck her and knocked her down instantly. She clutched her belly and tried twice but failed to get up.
Jiumei gritted her teeth and raised her head, and saw Bai Song taking out the machete again and pointing at Jiumei.
"Hurry up, my hands won't obey you." Bai Song blushed and pressed his right hand with his left hand, wishing he could just break his hand.
Jiumei saw the struggle on Bai Song's face and finally realized the seriousness of the matter.
The next moment, Bai Song didn't know what was wrong with him. He suddenly lost control of his right hand and his feet seemed to move.
Fortunately, Bai Song paid careful attention to the changes in his body. As soon as his feet moved, he immediately controlled his body, stumbled on the spot, and threw himself straight towards Jiumei.
Jiumei gritted her teeth and tried to get up, but her body was too weak. She had fought fiercely just now and could not move at all.
Seeing Bai Song pressing forward, the knife plunged straight into his chest.
Jiumei gritted her teeth and punched hard to open the scimitar. The scimitar fell to the side, and Bai Song was already pressing on Jiumei's body.
"Well..."
Jiumei groaned, the man's weight almost made her gasp, and she pushed hard with both hands, but it had no effect.
Bai Song couldn't care less about the softness of Japanese women. All his thoughts were now on controlling his body.
Especially his right hand, it seemed like it didn't belong to him at all. He was still dishonest even after losing the knife. Bai Song could only use his other hand to hold it down.
She struggled with her right hand and resisted desperately, but in the process, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it actually started to tear Jiumei's clothes.
Jiumei felt something and looked at Bai Song with a sharp look.
Bai Song was extremely anxious: "It's not me, my hand... I can't control my hand!"
Just as he was talking, his right hand had already penetrated into the girl's clothes, like a big fish in the sea, very active and on the verge of turning the river upside down.
Jiumei knew that the other party was not lying and wanted to do something, but she really couldn't muster the strength. It was difficult to even move a finger under the pressure.
Feeling the big hand inside, his face gradually turned red, he forced himself to turn his head and closed his eyes.
"Don't...don't get me wrong, I...I didn't mean it!" Bai Song was still explaining.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the hand seemed to hold something.
Jiumei straightened up and shivered.
Bai Song's head became hot and something dripped on Jiumei's face.
Bai Song took a look and saw that it was a nosebleed!
This is really killing me!
Although the hands are not under control, the touch is truly transmitted to the brain.
The delicate touch is so real.
Coupled with Bai Song's previous reverie about Japanese women, the situation got a little out of control for a while.
Fortunately, Bai Song was more worried about himself than anything else. He felt fierce in his heart and rolled away suddenly, finally moving away from Jiumei's body.
Bai Song lay on the ground, continued to press his right hand with his left hand, and shouted loudly: "Quick! Find a rope!"
Jiumei's face was flushed and she lay there panting. She didn't even have the strength to adjust her clothes. She didn't react at all. She didn't know if she heard Bai Song's words.
When Bai Song saw it, he secretly yelled that it was terrible, he couldn't control his hand by himself.
The only thing he could do was to lie on the ground and hold on tight.
I don't know how long it took, but a vine fell on Bai Song.
Jiumei had recovered at some point, and cooperated with Bai Song to tightly tie her uncontrollable right hand around her waist.
After achieving this step, the chaotic situation finally improved.
The two of them didn't have time to sit down and take a breath. Bai Song just wanted to leave this hellish place quickly.
In Bai Song's view, if he is controlling his body, then as he gets further and further away from the great witch, the other party's control over him should weaken.
After leaving Miaojiang, finding Jian Shisan and Long Shanshan, and uniting with the heads of various sects, asking them to join forces to help him kill the great witch, his body should be able to return to normal.
Therefore, Bai Song didn't want to stay for a moment.
The annihilation of the Holy Lotus Sect and the Giant Deer Sword have nothing to do with him.
Compared with your own life, these are not important at all.
Fortunately, I didn't encounter any danger again, but occasionally I felt that my hands were a little out of control.
The two of them did not go deep into Snake Island, so they left Snake Island again soon and entered the Insect Sea.
I don't know if it was due to psychological effects, but Bai Song felt that after leaving Snake Island, his restless right hand gradually calmed down.
This made Bai Song's inner fear a little better.
When we got here, Jiumei asked: "Just go back like this?"
"certainly."
"You have failed in your mission."
"What bullshit mission? Is your own life important?"
Jiumei frowned: "The men of the Tang Dynasty are as greedy for life and afraid of death as you are! As a samurai, you must be prepared to sacrifice your life to the emperor at any time."
"If you want to dedicate yourself, I don't believe in any emperor. Regardless of the emperor or the emperor, my life is the most important."
Jiumei didn't like such a man. When Bai Song said such words, the goodwill she had accumulated before was gone.
"If you want to leave, you can leave. I'm the only one left in the whole team. You can't leave like this no matter what."
"Are you mentally ill?" Bai Song also became irritated, "You didn't see what was going on in Snake Island? What's the use of you alone? There's no point except dying in vain."
"I died for His Majesty the Emperor."
"I'm paralyzed for you!" Bai Song couldn't help but cursed.
He is really a fool. Is there no other way for those in power in this era to do other than engage in brainwashing?
In the Tang Dynasty, there was the Holy Lotus Sect, and in Japan, there was actually an emperor!
The name is different, but the nature is the same!
It doesn't sound like a good thing at first glance.
This Japanese girl is different. She is a bit colder, but she is also in trouble. She saved her just now and has touched the key. Even if she doesn't cultivate her, at least she can't see her die, right?
Bai Song suddenly changed his attitude and grabbed the other person: "You must come with me!"
"You...what are you doing?"
"Leave here and make plans later."
"Let me go!"
Bai Song ignored him and pulled him forward.
Jiumei was weak and unable to resist.
But her constant shouting made Bai Song a little annoyed: "Stop shouting! Leave here first, I want to make new plans, and we will come back later."
I don't know whether he was shocked by Bai Song's roar or attracted by Bai Song's plan.
Jiumei suddenly lost her voice and followed Bai Song obediently.
Returning to the big tree where Qing'er was, Qing'er was not there.
While Bai Song was worried about it, Qing'er emerged from a pile of weeds wearing a weed hat.
"Master!"
Bai Song looked at Qing'er's style and wondered: "Qing'er, you..."
Qing'er threw away the weeds on her head and looked a little embarrassed, but she said with a smile: "I was afraid that someone would easily find me under the tree, so I hid it. Master, why did you come back so soon? And why did you use the tree?"
Hands tied with vines?"
Bai Song opened his mouth, but did not say anything. Finally, he sighed: "Hey, it's nothing, it's just that something unexpected happened."