Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 322: Sandworm

If it wasn't for this time to look for the reincarnation of Xu Fu's benefactor, he would have almost forgotten the mysterious palace hidden deep in the desert. If according to what Xu Fu said, there is a risk of that brother Qu's soul disappearing into thin air. Looking at the entire desert, it seems that only the legend of life sacrifice has this possibility.

After listening to the story of returning home, Wu Mian was silent for a moment, and then said to the old guy: "What you drew is the topographic map of the palace, right? But what do you mean by rubbing it after you've finished drawing it? ?"

"It's been too long, I can't even remember the old man..." After the old guy gave a wry smile, he continued: "The place where I fell for the old man was the palace of Zhiguo, but at that time my old man was still a Little alchemist. There are many crises inside, and I never thought to memorize the map at that time. Now that I want to use it, I can’t remember it.”

"Do you still need a map?" After Wu Mian laughed mockingly, he continued: "Didn't you also come out of there? Since you can walk a second time after walking once, what map do you need? "

"It's as simple as that. The labyrinth inside is weird..." Gui Bugui restrained the smile on his face, sighed, and continued: "The palace is arranged in the order of the labyrinths. When the old man was wandering around, I didn’t take it seriously. Later, when I wanted to come out, I realized that something was wrong. With the old man’s help, I even walked in there for two days and one night, but I didn’t come out. Yes, the food I brought with me has long been eaten.

At that time, I tried all kinds of ways and couldn't get out. At that time, I thought I was going to die. Later, the old man calmed down and drew a map based on the detours that I took in those two days and one night. It was also lucky, and finally came out with this map. At that time, it took so much thought to walk out, this time if Zhao Ji was trapped inside, and two days and one night passed, he would have been reincarnated and fed, and I can't afford to delay the old man..."

Hearing that Gui Bugui wanted to draw a map to rescue Zhao Ji, Wu Mian gave a strange laugh and said, "The maze... If you can't get out of it, just destroy it, or just walk through the air. Are you hungry? Don't you understand this?"

"It's as simple as that." Speaking of the labyrinth, Gui Bugui's expression turned dejected. The old guy has been tortured by this maze all night, and he is not going to talk about this topic now. He just smiled bitterly and said to Wu Mian, "If you have a chance to go in, you will know what kind of maze it is."

Hearing that the old guy didn't want to go on, Wu Mian didn't embarrass him anymore. After looking at the map drawn by the return to no return, he returned to his own tent to rest. At this time, Bai Wuqiu and Xiao Ren San finally got drunk and fell asleep together, leaving only the homeless. A person guarding the bonfire and continued to paint and rub, rub and re-paint...

In the middle of the night, the wind outside suddenly picked up. The whistling wind was occasionally mixed with the roar of some unknown beast. A few sleepy guys were awakened by the sound of the wind and glanced at the burning bonfire, and the wild beasts did not dare to move forward when there was a fire. Besides, the horses outside didn't bark, so nothing major happened. At the moment these guys just rolled over, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

About half an hour later, the wind outside slowly disappeared. Just when the people in the hood were soundly asleep, they were suddenly awakened by a shrill scream outside. At the moment, everyone in the opportunity came out of the tent. I saw that the dozen or so horses that had been tied outside the tent had all turned into bones and were scattered on the sand.

The bodies of the two monsters, Bai Wu and Xiao Ren San, who were sleeping outside the tent, were covered with a fine layer of sand. However, after a careful look, it was clear that the sand on the two monsters was all small bugs the size of a grain of sand. But I don't know why, these bugs have died. In addition to the countless dead bugs on the two monsters, their feet are also full of such gravel-like dead bugs.

At this time, the two monsters were awakened by the exclamations of everyone. Do you really think Lao Tzu is a man-eating monster? Before dawn, they all went back to sleep. I want to scold Lao Tzu for accompany me... How come there are mosquitoes in this desert, it tickles me to death…”

Little Ren San's drunkenness hadn't woken up yet, the little guy just opened his eyes, looked at no outsiders, then closed his eyes and went back to sleep. It's just that the dead bugs on it didn't have any effect on Xiao Ren San, and after a while, he heard its little snoring.

"Look at that old man!" At this time, Xin Zhao had noticed that Gui Bugui, who was sitting by the fire, was different. The old guy seemed to be sitting down and fell asleep. If it weren't for the fact that his body was also covered with the little bugs like gravel, whoever saw it would have thought that the old guy was just asleep.

At this time, Wu Mian, who was from the top to the bottom, was already standing beside Gui Bugui. He saw that the bugs on the old guy were not dead and were still squirming. At the moment, the white-haired man waved his hand gently at Gui Bugui, and fanned the dense insects on his body into the fire.

At this time, there is still no sign of returning home. The old guy's eyes are slightly closed, and he still looks no different from falling asleep. At this time, Bai Wuqiu also saw the problem. It staggered over, and while continuing to scratch its body, it said to Gui Bugui, "You drank last night, old man? Look at Lao Tzu. What's the matter with you? Say something. What's the matter? I'm not breathing anymore..."

At this time, Bai Wuqiu was a little panicked. It glanced at Wu Mian, whose face had sunk beside him, and said, "Little uncle, didn't your nephew die like this? Didn't you agree to die together? Why did you leave Lao Tzu here? Old man, wait a while on the bridge, and Lao Tzu will smear his neck with a knife... Who is that, borrow your saber for Lao Tzu. What are you hiding? I'll pay you back. I'll hide! I wiped my neck, not yours..."

As soon as Er Lengzi joined in, the chickens and dogs jumped up on the spot. At this time, Wu Mian, who had been staring at the return, suddenly turned around and said to Bai Wuqiu, "Your father is not dead, you can go first, but he may not necessarily go down when."

"Not dead..." After hearing Wu Mian's words, Bai Wuqiu hurried over again. Seeing that he didn't return as if he had fallen asleep, he reached out and touched his pulse. I didn't wait for a beat for a long time, and now Bai Wuqiu's eyes stared again. Pointing to his 'real father', he said to Wu Mian, "Isn't this called death? Do you have to chop off your head and open your stomach to be called to death? Don't delay Lao Tzu going down to find the old guy to accompany him to reincarnate, Lao Tzu will reincarnate now. His head..."

Before this sentence was finished, the hand that touched the pulse of Guibugui suddenly felt a throbbing. This time, Bai Wuqiu scared one, and threw the saber in the other hand on the sand. Sora shot and continued scratching his body, and said to Wu Mian in a different way, "The old guy is really alive, little uncle, what's the matter...?"

"Looking at you, I seem a little disappointed..." After Wu Mian sneered, she grabbed a small pinched bug from Bai Wuqiu's clothes. Putting them in the palm of his hand, he said to Bai Wuqiu, "You are a demon, do you know this worm?"

"I don't have a good memory, so don't ask me about this kind of thing." After Bai Wuqiu shook his head, he continued to Wu Mian: "It's this worm biting me, this itch... I never take a bath. I've never been so itchy before."

Seeing that Bai Wuqiu couldn't tell the origin of the bug, Wu Mian then threw the bug in his palm into the fire, and then called over Xin Zhao and the head of the people who hired them. Let them bring food and fresh water, and leave the rest of the baggage here. If there is no horse, I will walk to the land of Zhiguo.

I thought that apart from such a big thing, this owner would never go to the land of Zhiguo again. Now that Wu Mian has decided to leave, these people come to persuade them with bitter faces. Wu Mian just replied: "Follow me to the land of Zhiguo, you still have a way to survive. If you want to go back by yourself, you will surely die on the way. You choose..."

How else can I choose? Who let this white-haired monk be the owner. At the moment when these people were reluctant to clean up, Bai Wuqiu continued to ask about whether to return or not: "Little uncle, do you have anything else to say to Lao Tzu?"

"After going back, take a shower..."