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Chapter 120 27

Zong Hang was hung on both ends: He wanted to guard the passage and prevent Ding Panling from rushing in. He was thinking about Yi Sa's situation. Seeing that she had opened the mucosa and was looking in, she couldn't help but ask, "Yi Sa, what's inside?"

Yi Sa can't explain what it is.

The space in front of me is a hexagonal prism similar to a honeycomb nest, with a length, width and height of more than two meters. It looks like a small room, with the "walls" all translucent thick soft mucosa - through the mucosa, you can vaguely see that there should be more than one such "small room".

From the "roof", purple-red bunches fell down, which looked like large bunches of grapes at first glance, but when you approached, you found that each grape looked like a mulberry with densely covered with granular bulges.

This is completely different from the spores seen before. Yi Sa was breathing a little unevenly. She stepped in carefully and then turned around to greet Zong Hang: "Come in, Ding Panling should not dare to face us here."

Is that right? Zong Hang quickly closed his gun and leaned in immediately.

He also had some clues about what he saw: "Why is it different from the burnt spores outside?"

Yi Sa said: "Maybe these are the main ones. Those pawns outside who were originally stolen to protect the coach will not feel sorry for burning them."

He also signaled him to look at the slings of the pendant grapes: "Is there any difference?"

The sling was black-brown, as thick as a thumb. Zong Hang hesitated and touched it with his hands. Originally, he was very particular about viruses and bacteria, but now, the meat piece of Tai Sui has been crept through, and the thick layer of mucous membrane with mucus has been broken and taken away. People are in Tai Sui's belly. Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, so there is no need to worry about so much.

After touching it, he hurriedly recycled it and shook his hands hard.

Yi Sa asked him: "What do you say?"

"Soft," Zong Hang frowned, as if only talking about the touch could make him feel disgusted and creepy. "It's sticky, it seems like a tube, the material is like the mucous membrane you just cut open. I don't know what it contains."

After saying that, my fingers wiped the edges of my trousers and then. In fact, my body was not much cleaner, and the more I wiped it, the thicker it became.

Yi Sa didn't move these things. With a wave of the dagger, he cut open the mucous membrane on his side, and stepped on it. He didn't know what he stepped on under his feet. With a whimper, his body tilted to the side.

Zong Hang rushed up to help her, but Yi Sa's balance was good, and his body shook and stabilized again. When he looked down, his face looked ugly.

What's wrong? Zong Hang was up and down, and he suddenly realized after he got in.

The shape of this room is the same as the previous one, and the top is also hanging in bunches. However, whether it is a sling or a hanging "grape", the color is already black-brown, and even brighter. What's even more terrifying is that there are mixed bones on the ground of different lengths.

What Yi Sa just stepped on seemed to be a skull.

Zong Hang swallowed, and the cold air was gushing on his arms. Yi Sa was fine. He squatted down and took a dagger to push the piles of bones, saying, "It's like an animal, this one belongs to human..."

Zong Hang heard the first half of the sentence and was about to relax, and he was in his throat.

Yi Sa signaled Zong Hang to look at the skull she had just stepped on by mistake: "Look at this."

Zong Hang stared at him with a tough forehead: "What's wrong?"

"This skull is bigger than that of ordinary people."

It seemed that there was something that Zong Hang suddenly thought of Jiang Jun's huge and deformed head: "What is Jiang Jun like?"

Remember, Zong Hang wondered: "What does this mean?"

"It means that the ancestors are probably not resurrected by the dead. Their lifespan is not short. After being grafted, they will prolong their lifespan. Therefore, they worship the things inside as gods. The title of "water grape" may also come from this. They were instructed to bring out three ancestral cards, which was equivalent to bringing out the tools of communication with the drifting cave - but they didn't know the truth from beginning to end, and the ancestors were also kept in the dark."

Zong Hang understood: "So what caused the change was actually the ancestral card? The ancestors of the three surnames had almost no changes, because the main ingredient they were grafted was Tai Sui, and the content of the ancestral card was very small?"

Yi Sa's heart was pounding and he quickly continued: "But the ancestral card immediately discovered that it might be grafted by living people, and the degree of combination with Tai Sui is low. Even with the help of those three ancestral cards, it can only affect it for a short time and cannot completely control people's consciousness. At most, it creates eyes and ears. This is not what it wants, so it later killed people because dead people are much easier to control than living people."

Zong Hang took a deep breath.

No wonder that in 1996, a group of people suffered the disaster. In 1996, it had been a little time since the beginning. The combination of the ancestral card and spore should have been deeper. Those people were lured back and forth and recreated, and the grafted ones were naturally upgraded.

What it unexpectedly expected was that this time something unexpected happened: not to mention those who died, even those who survived were all strange and various situations—there were rejection reactions like Yi Sa and only had blood vessel explosions, but the brain was almost unaffected, and there were also those who had completely distorted like Jiang Jun.

His mind was a little confused: "But even so, Jiang Jun still opened the Jintang acupoint at the bottom of Poyang Lake."

Yi Sa said: "Yes, after it combines with the spores, there is only the body of Tai Sui, and there is nothing to be left behind. It needs to change the experimental field to study what kind of people it wants - Jiang Jun is not the most perfect, because he is like that, he will only be locked up as a monster. He still lacks a normal appearance, maybe the brain of the ancestral card and the appearance of a human are perfect."

Zong Hang suddenly thought of something: "Then is this combination completed? Will Jiang Jun have already started?"

Yi Sa looked around: "Just check these mucosal chambers. If each one is full, it means that it shouldn't start yet."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help looking at the way: "Uncle Pan Ling and the others, why are there no movement at all?"

Zong Hang also felt a little strange when he asked her to say this.

Just now, Ding Panling was trying to burn them to death, so why did he suddenly stop talking? Let them walk around in this mucosal chamber.

***

The two of them carefully opened the way with a fire-breathing gun and drilled out of the passage.

The water seemed to have not risen much further, and only half of the passage was flooded. As soon as Yi Sa floated out of the water, he saw a ferocious and deformed corpse floating not far away, and he almost screamed out.

His face was no longer recognized, but judging from his clothes, he should be from the three surnames. After looking around, there were still a few burnt black.

Zong Hang suddenly pushed her and pointed in a direction.

Looking around, Ding Panling was sitting on a protruding stone on the edge of the mountain wall. The storage tank and fire-breathing gun had been untied and placed aside. Two people lay down on their side, and the rice dumplings were tied together with ropes. Ding Yudie and Yi Yunqiao were still unconscious.

It seems that after staying in the mucosal compartment for so long, a lot of things have happened outside.
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