Chapter Nine, Miao Gu Duel Techniques, The Golden Silkworm's Extraordinary Appearance

I stared expressionlessly at the dark room inside the door, remaining silent

Why do I say this? It is because I suddenly thought of something. In terms of biological toxicity, the Gu is both the leader of all poisons and the source of all poisons. If it is merely a bite and does not involve spiritual matters, perhaps the Golden Silkworm Gu can be used to resolve it. I can now somewhat communicate with the Golden Silkworm Gu, and unexpectedly, the information it conveyed is positive, and it seems to carry a rather cheerful feeling.

The vice captain held my hand, tears streaming down in excitement: "Lu Zuo, thank you so much."

Next to him was a chubby police officer who remarked, "How cute..."

There has always been someone on duty at the madman's house keeping watch. After the deputy captain of the criminal police confirmed that there were no abnormalities, he announced the departure

Surrounded by a group of big men, this feeling is quite uncomfortable, evoking a sense of nervousness reminiscent of being on stage during my student days, under the gaze of a thousand eyes; yet at the same time, there is a hint of excitement—just think about it, as a young man of twenty-one or twenty-two, witnessing those big guys, who usually wear uniforms and zoom past in police cars, all gathering around me like elementary school students, what kind of feeling would that evoke? ... During my days working down south, I also interacted with their colleagues (who are actually just neighborhood watch members), some of whom were incredibly arrogant and full of themselves, and now ... As a young man of twenty-one or twenty-two, witnessing those big guys, who usually wear uniforms and zoom past in police cars, all gathering around me like elementary school students, what kind of feeling would that evoke? ... During my days working down south, I also interacted with their colleagues (who are actually just neighborhood watch members), some of whom were incredibly arrogant and full of themselves, and now ... ... Hehe

He also said that comrades will certainly not forget you

Looking back now, I was truly too young at that time: if I had not agreed and had returned alone, would I have been spared one rival, and would my life have changed from then on, ... would there not have been a series of events that followed ...

The two young officers fled as if in panic, their clothes adorned with seven or eight centipedes, each about two inches long and vividly colored. They screamed like pigs being slaughtered and rolled on the ground. These centipedes continued to wriggle, their shiny shells emitting a repulsive sheen. Several police officers hurriedly swatted them down, stepping on and crushing them. The centipedes were fragile; with each step, white and black juices oozed out, producing a foul stench.

In a moment of impulsiveness, I agreed in a daze to mhetushu.com

The vice captain looked at me and asked if we could begin

I crouched down to take a look and discovered several bite marks of various sizes on their bodies, oozing black, purulent blood. "Lu Zuo, you must save them!" Seeing the two individuals with feverish skin, trembling all over, and struggling to breathe, Ma Haibo placed all his hopes on me. I was at a loss as well; this kind of sorcery is usually formless and odorless. Who would have thought that the person inside would actually release centipedes? This is no longer witchcraft; it is beast taming and pest control, something I know nothing about

I know he is asking whether the pests inside have been cleared out. Seeing his expression of both respect and fear, a sense of satisfaction arose within me. Noticing that the dark energy in the wooden house had dissipated significantly, and since Luo Ermei had already resigned herself to her fate, it seemed she was not preparing to resist. I thought it should be fine, so I nodded and said: "It's all right now, go ahead and detain her, just be careful of her nails."

They all refer to their leader as the boss, while their boss, the deputy captain of the criminal police, is swallowing hard and looking at me eagerly

I still ran to that household from yesterday to collect the tears of a cow.

Seeing my caution, the others also applied some on their eyelids. Soon, we arrived outside the house of Wang Baosong in the village, where we met with the police officers on surveillance.

Seeing my hesitation, Ma Haibo became increasingly uneasy. He tugged at my sleeve and asked, "Lu Zuo, tell me honestly, is this mission dangerous? If it is, you should have said so earlier so we could be mentally prepared." A young police officer beside us nervously said, "Boss, should we write a will?"

The deputy captain of the criminal police, Ma Haibo, along with several armed officers beside him, looked at me with respectful eyes

The next morning, Ma Haibo, who had obtained the search warrant, invited me to accompany him.

This statement fills me with shame and anger, making me want to cover my face and leave

The leader among them was the deputy captain of the criminal police team, a man in his forties. He also invited me, saying that Comrade Lu Zuo must make a trip.

I solemnly state that regarding my matters today, you are not to disclose anything outside, nor are you to include it in any written reports or documents.

As the golden silkworm's toxicity was absorbed, the complexions of the two individuals on the ground began to improve. Although they still appeared quite pale, at least they were not as dark as before. After approximately two minutes, the golden silkworm had crawled over the wounds of both individuals, its movements becoming sluggish. It then wobbled its head and crawled to the ground to consume the mangled corpses of the centipedes that had been crushed. It certainly had a good appetite, eating in a manner as ungraceful as mine. I instructed a few people nearby to help the two young officers on the ground lean against a stone nearby, and then I said, "It should be fine now."

A last-minute effort may not be swift, but it will still shine

Who knows what else she will raise? In terms of her proficiency in the Miaojiang witchcraft, she is certainly far superior to me

A lamenting voice of an old man came from inside the room: "I never expected that Long Laolan had truly mastered the Golden Silkworm of Destiny. Alas, this is fate, this is fate!" The earlier sound of buzzing and flapping wings had already vanished, and then came her suppressed sobs, faint yet discernible.

I said no, turned to look at the wooden house, where several officers were on guard with guns, yet they did not dare to enter. I thought to myself that these people would help to the end, so I shouted loudly: "Elderly lady inside, I am Lu Zuo, the Lu Zuo who came to see you yesterday, please do not let the pests in again." The wooden house had its door closed, and the window panes were dark. After a long while, a strange voice spoke: "Young man, it seems you really are Long Laolan's grandson."

There was no sound in the room, and it was too dark to see anything. I could only sense a faint consciousness connecting with me, moving rapidly, entangling, and biting... Various actions were linked to my mind through some unknown existence, leaving me in a state of confusion. After a few minutes, the golden silkworm returned, flying around me triumphantly. I noticed it seemed to have grown a little, and inexplicably, I felt a sense of fullness in my abdomen. After a few minutes, the golden silkworm returned, flying around me triumphantly. I noticed it seemed to have grown a little, and inexplicably, I felt a sense of fullness in my abdomen

However, life is truly marvelous

This sound is not produced by a human at all; rather, it resembles the buzzing of mosquitoes and the scurrying of insects, strange yet very clear

Upon hearing these words, I felt a burning sensation in my ears. Turning my head, I saw the boy I had encountered yesterday, known as Qingya and Tushuzi, standing at the gate with a chipped wooden lunchbox in hand, glaring at me and the public safety experts who had broken in—such intense hostility!

I said, aren't you bullying people? Why compare with my grandmother? What is the point of bullying a young person like me?

I was just about to go in from the back when I heard someone inside scream in terror, followed by the sound of two gunshots.

So many strangers gathered around, and in the neighboring house down the slope, two local dogs were barking frantically. Ma Haibo, who had been beside me, pulled me and said, "Lu Zuo, why do I feel that this house is filled with a heavy, sinister atmosphere?" I looked up and saw that in the old wooden house, waves of black mist were rising, enveloping the building. A wind blew in, carrying a foul, salty, and sour odor that wafted everywhere, indeed exuding a menacing aura

I said I am, and I heard the elders in the village say that you have never harmed anyone in your lifetime. Why, now that you are old, do you still engage in such matters? She sighed and did not speak. I then asked, do you feel that the government has wronged your son, and wronged Brother Baosong? She continued to sigh, and after a while, she said: "Young man, it is said that your grandmother's lineage has some connection with our family. Among the Miao family's Eighteen Dongs and Thirty-Two Cave Entrances, only our two families are in Pingdong, at the Great Mountain Gate. I see you also raise golden silkworms; why don't we have a competition? If you win, I will surrender without resistance." She said: "Young man, it is said that your grandmother's lineage has some connection with our family. Among the Miao family's Eighteen Dongs and Thirty-Two Cave Entrances, only our two families are in Pingdong, at the Great Mountain Gate. I see you also raise golden silkworms; why don't we have a competition? If you win, I will surrender without resistance."

Moreover, Luo Ermei seems not only to be skilled in raising gu but also in nurturing little ghosts

I truly do not mean to be aloof when I say I won't go; in fact, I am genuinely a bit scared. They all regard me as an expert in unconventional methods, unaware that I am merely a novice without a mentor. That person is also a practitioner of the same lineage, and if it weren't for the decades-old golden silkworm spirit nurtured by my grandmother within me, along with my recent all-night study of that worn-out book, I would have long fallen victim and been eliminated, and I certainly wouldn't be here trying to appear nonchalant. That person is also a practitioner of the same lineage, and if it weren't for the decades-old golden silkworm spirit nurtured by my grandmother within me, along with my recent all-night study of that worn-out book, I would have long fallen victim and been eliminated, and I certainly wouldn't be here trying to appear nonchalant

Seeing that they all agreed, I sat cross-legged, following the method in the broken book, bringing my hands together in prayer, silently reciting: "Please, Golden Silkworm Spirit, manifest; please, Golden Silkworm Spirit, manifest..." After reciting about ten phrases, I felt a surge in my throat, and a slippery substance emerged from my mouth. As I opened my mouth, a plump golden silkworm shot out, landing precisely on the wrist of the person who was most severely injured and affected by the poison, beginning to suck the pus and blood from the wound. After reciting about ten phrases, I felt a surge in my throat, and a slippery substance emerged from my mouth. As I opened my mouth, a plump golden silkworm shot out, landing precisely on the wrist of the person who was most severely injured and affected by the poison, beginning to suck the pus and blood from the wound

Although I am aware that there has always been a tenant residing within me, upon truly seeing its true form, I could not help but feel the urge to vomit last night's dinner. However, I dared not to do so; if I lost my composure, the brilliance of the esteemed figure above me would immediately fade. I held back, grimacing as I watched this little creature crawl back and forth on the two injured officers.

She just laughed, her voice resembling that of an owl at night, sending chills down one's spine

I know that they all admire my ability to command such a small creature, but in reality, they do not understand that the little thing does not pay any attention to me and simply rushes out on its own

In a chaotic scene, the centipede finally perished, while the two young officers lying on the ground also exhibited a purple-black complexion and were convulsing all over.

As soon as I thought of it sucking pus and blood again, and gnawing on the corpses of insects, my stomach churned, and I hurriedly covered my mouth and nose to prevent it from coming in. It wriggled on my hand with a sense of grievance, its pair of black bean-like eyes staring intently at me, and I surprisingly felt a twinge of compassion. However, I truly resisted it and vowed not to let go. Seeing my determination, it then gave up trying to communicate with me and crawled down my hand. Its body was cool, like jade, without any foul smell, and it even had a hint of sandalwood fragrance.

I glanced at the vice-captain and the others; they nodded and said, "Compared to the spicy neighbor, do you really think I would win?" With ten guns around the front and back of the house, what is there to be afraid of? Before I could say anything, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind blew out, stirring up dust. I instinctively took two steps back, and before I could react, I saw the soft wings of the golden silkworm, which was feasting on the corpse of a centipede and licking its blood, suddenly stand upright and flap, "whoosh," as it shot into the door.

And I am merely a person who has inherited the legacy of my ancestors

The vice-captain readily agreed, saying: "Master, Master, please hurry, and I assure you it will not be disclosed to others." The others nodded in agreement.

I shook my head in refusal, saying I didn't want to go see it anymore. Ma Haibo felt uncertain and said that if they went, there would be no one to maintain order, and there might be comrades who would sacrifice themselves. I laughed and said, you guys are all big and strong, armed with sticks and guns, yet you're afraid of this? However, ever since yesterday's incident, Ma Haibo's courage had indeed diminished. Honestly, he said he was scared—he mentioned that the stool he passed yesterday in the restroom was pitch black, and he spent the whole night having nightmares.

The young officer who had been bitten the most had his eyes rolling back, on the verge of death. A burly officer, holding a gun, was ready to charge back in: "Damn it, let's fight her to the end, extract the antidote, or else kill her to pay for Xiao Li's life!" My heart tightened, and a thought surfaced in my mind. I hurriedly stopped him, saying I had a plan and urged him not to act recklessly. They all turned to me, asking anxiously what to do.

I thought it had given up, but unexpectedly, I felt a sensation as if something was burrowing in from the outside, followed by a tightening in my abdomen

After a while, she asked whether it was better or not

The golden silkworm fell onto my shoulder, and then it began to crawl up my neck, preparing to enter my mouth

Those of us who came from the station, with tears like cow's eyes, all wore furrowed brows and serious expressions. In contrast, the officers stationed here curiously asked, "Where is it, where is it?" Today is a gloomy day; the morning sun has not yet emerged, and a cool wind blows in from the mountain hollow, chilling the heart. The old fellows like Ma Haibo are seasoned and somewhat hesitant, but among the seven or eight people at the front door, there are always those with strong vitality and a disbelief in the supernatural. With a command from the deputy captain of the criminal police, two young officers broke through the door.

It has finally returned home, while I am in tears; I swear I will never let it escape from my mouth again

I walked in the middle of the line, my mind constantly recalling the content of "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing Mountains" (the title is too long, so I will refer to it as the broken book from now on—it's called the broken book because it is indeed very worn out). There is so much content in it that I can only vaguely remember the chapter on nurturing insects and some miscellaneous discussions, and at this moment, I am trying hard to recall.

I remembered that the food of the golden silkworm poison is likely to be toxic substances, especially the poison of the Gu, which it particularly loves