Ye Zhaoling had to use her other hand to block the gap between the "doll" and her own face. It must and must be a living animal! Since it is alive, if there is any prehistoric virus on her body, her face and hands
, there are wounds all over the body, direct and intimate contact with the virus...
She might not be able to see tomorrow's breakfast.
Ye Jiu still seemed to be possessed by the repeater, and kept shouting at Ye Zhaoling to "eat it".
Did she think these were spicy strips or biscuits? She just ate them!
Ye Zhaoling grabbed it, and under Ye Jiu's eager gaze, he didn't know whether to throw it away or hold on to it.
Suddenly, it stretched its legs.
"One, two, three...seven, eight!" Ye Zhaoling numbly counted its legs.
Now she was sure what kind of animal it was that was the size of a pot lid and round.
"Is this the Big Eater?" Ye Zhaoling was surprised and held it up to the lamp to observe carefully.
Under the light, Ye Zhaoling could feel that it began to retract its eight legs very slowly. After about a few minutes, it slowly, slowly retracted its eight legs, as if it was turned on at 0.5
It's as fast as twice as fast, but it moves as slowly as an old lady.
It was re-plated into a big round black plate.
It’s unimaginable!
This guy might actually be the "behemoth" that Ye Zhaoling and Tang Boyu had guessed!
They believe that there should be more abundant species living in the tunnels, but the fact is that there are millions of insects living in the tunnels, and these insects account for 99% of the existing species in the "tunnel army"
, has no natural enemies, has not suffered any natural blows or man-made damage——
This is an extremely unusual phenomenon.
Under normal circumstances, a single species reproduces rapidly, and they will become the dominant species within a certain range, and they will inevitably be invaded by natural enemies, thereby preventing species at the lower end of the food chain from being annihilated.
However, they have no natural enemies!
The only reasonable explanation is that the tunnel is a huge petri dish, and a large number of high-quality prey are deliberately selected to provide nutrients for the species living inside the tunnel.
Combined with the customs and customs of Qingcheng Mountain and other strange phenomena, they believed that the predators were most likely arthropods and spiders.
If the millions of insects in the tunnels aren't snacks for some kind of giant spider, nothing makes sense.
Nature will always reach balance invisibly.
Millions of insects cannot find their natural enemies, so all the vegetation in Qingcheng Mountain will be eaten away by them. In just a few months, they will eat up Qingcheng Mountain. Just like locusts entering the country, they will inevitably rush into the small city at the foot of the mountain.
There is no doubt about this. The reproductive capacity of insects is astonishing. It is just a Qingcheng Mountain of more than 900 meters. Moreover, they have no natural enemies. The more they eat, the more offspring they survive, and the more insects reproduce, and the cycle continues.
They live endlessly. They can open their bellies and eat them all no matter what.
After all, their brain structures are generally relatively simple, and most of the time they only follow their instincts, which revolve around eating and reproduction. This is the meaning of their survival.
Ye Zhaoling looked at it. Except that it had stretched out its legs just like it was pretending to be a corpse, now looking at it from a distance, it really looked like a lifeless doll.
Big is quite big, small is also quite small.
Ye Zhaoling didn't know how to express such contradictory feelings.
The tunnel outside is this guy's luxurious storage room, and all the insects in the tunnel are this guy's food reserves.
Obviously he doesn’t have three heads and six arms! He doesn’t have one head, one butt and eight legs!
Even though her body size has increased by more than ten times, from the size of a finger to the size of a pot lid, she also has more hair...
It seems like it has grown from a cold-blooded animal to a warm-blooded animal?!
Isn't this unscientific?
Spiders can also have body temperature!
It's weird.
It seems... not too strange?
After all, there is nothing scientific about the things in this place!
Ye Zhaoling looked at it for a long time before finding its round head among the fluffy black hair. Its eyes were tightly closed, as if it was still sleeping.
Ye Jiu was chattering beside her, and the repeater was not as efficient as her.
Ye Zhaoling was so annoyed that he threw the "pot lid" into the inner pocket of his coat one by one, then rushed up the stairs with Ye Jiu on his back.
After walking out, I almost coughed out my lungs when I saw Tang Boyu holding up the wall like gold paper.
Coincidentally, he had a broken leg just like Ye Ba.
There is no need to think about who did the good thing.
Ye Zhaoling used crutches to place Ye Jiu on the carpet, and then moved an old man's chair to Tang Boyu.
He also moved a chair and sat down.
After working so hard for so long, I can finally take a short break.
Ye Zhaoling felt a little drowsy after sitting down.
Tang Boyu called her and received a resentful look from her. He coughed a few times without changing his expression and dropped a few pages of paper from his hand.
"Do you still remember the Immortal Blessing?"
Ye Zhaoling half-opened his eyes and couldn't tell whether Tang Boyu was talking to himself or talking nonsense to himself.
Doesn't he even have a wink? Can't you tell that others want to squint for a while?
Tang Boyu pushed the pieces of paper in front of Ye Zhaoling.
Ye Zhaoling forced himself to cheer up, and he took the initiative to explain to Ye Zhaoling.
"The excerpt of the Immortal Blessing is taken from the "Nine Pills of the Corpse Soul Record". It is a handwritten copy. Several pages at the back were torn and hidden."
"It records the truth that some seniors warned future generations."
"On these pages, there are those truths."
Many years ago, the mountain god selected the Ye family and gave the Ye family a holy soul, telling them that they had to worship it devoutly for five hundred years. As expected, the Ye family served the holy soul conscientiously and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Because the Ye family was respectful, the mountain god decided to give the Ye family a reward and asked the Ye family if they wanted anything.
Grandma is the spiritual master of the mountain who was begged by the ancestors of the Ye family. She is an auspicious spiritual beast.
A hundred years ago, when the mountain god was still there, the holy soul lived on the mountains and rivers. Later, the mountain god became an immortal, and the mountains and rivers could no longer maintain the vitality of the holy soul. It was dying. The ancestors of the Ye family had no choice but to use their own family's luck to support them.
The Holy Spirit remains to this day.
The holy soul is sustained by its luck, and the Ye family's luck is getting worse every year.
Luck will eventually dissipate one day.
Not today, just tomorrow.
——
——
Yuan Fang stood in the yard, holding scissors to cut branches with clusters of flowers.
A shout came from the front yard: "Sister Yuan Fang! Everyone has gone to see the firebirds in the wilderness, why are you still here picking osmanthus flowers!"
Yuan Fang shook her head: "I don't like to see all this excitement! What excitement is there to see?"
"It is said that the fire bird looks like a phoenix! We are all surprised. A large number of people came to kneel to the phoenix! Look, within a week, the leader will lead people to build a phoenix temple in the wasteland!"
"This is a miracle!"
Yuan Fang still shook her head: "It doesn't matter if it's a miracle or a ghost! I've seen too many outrageous things this year! I'll count them for you."
"At 2 a.m. on June 7, there was a fire at No. 66 Qingchun Road!"
"At 6 p.m. on June 7, Ye's Ping An Building was burned down, and the fire spread to the sky!"
"At 12 o'clock at midnight on June 8, a wildfire broke out on the mountainside of Qingcheng Mountain and burned to the top of the mountain!"
"There are so many weird things related to fire, why do I want to go to the wasteland to see the excitement?! What a phoenix, what a excitement! I don't care about it! As long as people are fine!"
"Look at the sweet-scented osmanthus in this yard! It's only been a few months! They're already in bloom! The sweet-scented osmanthus in October! Auntie, take a good look! This is the sweet-scented osmanthus that only bloomed in October in previous years! It's only early June.
It’s actually blooming!”
The aunt was soon called to watch the fun.
Yuan Fang looked at the endless black smoke on Qingcheng Mountain from a distance and sighed: "I really hope I won't see fire again."
Mr. Huang from next door walked over slowly: "Did you pick the sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
Yuan Fang was surprised. She didn't expect that the old man could see her thoughts at a glance.
"Yes! Yes! After you're done, let me try it too!"
Besides picking out-of-season osmanthus flowers and making them into something pleasing, what else could she do?
After saying that, she broke into a smile.
"Will the old man go for a walk today too?"
Mr. Huang shook his head for the first time, something crystal clear seemed to flash in his cloudy eyes: "I just remembered an old incident and was holding it back. I really don't feel comfortable and want to chat with someone."
Yuan Fang quickly brought the rocking chair to the old man with a dustpan, and she sat upright on the bench.
"This is an old thing on Qingcheng Mountain."
…
"However, luck will eventually dissipate one day."
"Not today, just tomorrow."
"People are often unable to prevent things from getting worse, and even after it happens, they can't find any way to remedy it."
…
Mammy, it is the spiritual master of the mountain that the Ye family requested from the mountain god. It just started building the foundation nine years ago.
But it has not yet awakened, and it has only shed its skin once after cultivating for about three hundred years. When it came to Ye Gong, Ye Gong had selfish intentions and wanted the Ye family to survive for thousands of years. He found that there was no way to truly raise such a weak spiritual master.
Bless the Ye family.
Huang Laodao told Mr. Ye that the Ye family's luck was not less than five hundred years old. If they wanted to change their luck, they had only one way, which was to use the flesh, blood and life of living people to water the holy soul.
Ye Gong agreed.
They sacrificed human beings to the holy souls, which resulted in disaster. Ye Gong's ten daughters all had bad luck. Within three years, all of them became vegetative or disabled.
Huang Laodao took the opportunity to come up with a strange method of raising a daughter for someone else and secretly using virgin blood to raise his own daughter.
In fact, the Ye family has become the undisputed master of Qingcheng Mountain in just a few years.
It's a pity that human calculation cannot beat heaven's calculation after all.