Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 421 Three hundred thirty-six. The origin of the old mother

  The viscous deep sea filled with tremors on the eve of the collapse, and the swirling human-faced bugs around Lu Li were wrapped in silver-plated bullets and rushed towards the culprit who caused everything, the mother of the old swamp.

   "No...! How dare you...that's my power!"

  The huge face formed by the old mother roared fiercely, and a touch of fear was hidden in the deepest emotions.

   Its power is against itself.

  An indescribable confrontation arose between the old mother face and the human face bugs, who seemed to be swarming away, surrounded by silver-plated bullets penetrating the viscous seawater.

  The human-faced bug swooped on the old mother's face, vented the accumulated hatred, and devoured the old mother's face. Its skin was broken, revealing hideous flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood was eaten away, revealing the white bones. The bones were eaten away, revealing a blood-colored light spot deep in the old mother's mind.

   Losing all obstacles, the silver-plated bullet steadfastly burrows into the corroded space and shoots at the spot of light.

   "Stop...you despicable—"

   The old mother's terrified cry stopped abruptly.

   A crack appeared above the blood-colored light spot, as if there was a click sound, and the crack spread.

  The human-faced insect swarm stopped, and they quietly watched what was happening and what was about to happen.

  Whoa——

   A crisp shattering sound resounded in every corner of the viscous deep sea.

   The shattered blood-colored light spots are fascinating like stars, turning into countless comets and falling into the abyss.

   At the same time, the scene around Lu Li changed.

   Lu Li was pulled into the death segment. And it also means that... the old mother is gone.

Is    over?

  Lu Li thought silently in the wet dark green swamp jungle.

   So what's about to happen...

   Lu Li tilted his head to look at the jungle.

   The sound of thick footsteps from the depths of the jungle disturbed the silence of the swamp. Between the shadows of the trees, a graceful figure in a gorgeous retro red dress ran towards Lu Li.

  Lu Li's eyes stopped on the girl's beautiful face.

   This face is exactly the same as that of the Swamp Mother and the huge face of the old mother.

  The Swamp Mother was not conceived by nature, nor was it born of faith.

   It was born human.

Under the gaze of    Lu Li, the girl passed by with her skirt and shoes on, and the disturbed air smelled faintly of perfume.

   She turned back frequently, as if something was chasing her behind her.

   But with Lu Li appearing here, she was destined to not be able to run too far.

  The girl ran five or six meters away and stepped on a piece of silt that was indistinguishable from the surrounding swamp, and her fair-skinned ankles fell into the swamp.

   She almost fell, and after standing firm, she tried to pull out her legs that were stuck in the mud, but at this moment, she suddenly covered her mouth, kept quiet and opened her eyes slightly, looking towards the direction she ran from.

  Inaudible shouts came from a distance.

   "Miss...where are you..."

   Chasing the girl is not an enemy or a weirdo, but more like a servant looking for a master.

  The girl did not dare to make a sound, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the shouting. Fortunately, the people she was avoiding did not go deep here, and the call echoed for a while and gradually disappeared.

   The girl who kept quiet breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to pull out her calf that was stuck in the mud.

  The girl didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

   The next scene was like Lu Li's guess. At that time, the girl who was just an ordinary person could not escape from the mortal swamp. When the silt spread to her knees, her expression became panic and even fear.

   Every time she struggled, the girl sank a little, and the shoes she had no time to care about were thrown aside and buried in the mud. The ornate skirt was stained with filthy, rancid silt.

   "I'm here! I'm here!"

   The girl let out a loud cry, but the guards who had gone away could no longer hear her cry. At this moment, there was a strange rustling sound in the jungle bushes.

   Several natives got out of the bushes and watched from a distance.

The girl was taken aback, then regained her hope, and shouted to the natives: "Please save me! I am the youngest daughter of the Archduke Adela, if you save me my father can pay you a lot of money... …”

   The natives looked at each other, and suddenly fell to their knees, uttering strange syllables that were incomprehensible to the girl.

   The slippery mud that flooded into her thighs made the girl nauseous and terrified. She barely kept her composure, imitating her father's majestic image and shouting at them, "I order you to take me out!"

   But this only makes these tribal natives pray more devoutly.

  The girl sank deeper and deeper, her beautiful red dress was completely immersed in the mud, and the desperate girl cried out: "Save me! Please save me out..."

  's hoarse voice made her lose the strength to roar, and the silt under her chest was depriving the girl of her warmth. She was starting to have trouble breathing, and her eyelids were getting heavier.

   At some point, the girl who was about to lose consciousness turned her head slightly and looked at where Lu Li was standing.

   "Save me..." she said weakly.

   She seemed to be able to see Lu Li.

   Is this the new ability of the second rose of the psychic spear or the special of the old mother, or just a coincidence, Lu Li has no idea.

   He looked at the girl quietly and nodded: "Okay."

   Walking to the edge of the quagmire, Lu Li stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm that the girl stretched out in vain. It was cold without a trace of warmth.

  The suction in the swamp is resisting the land.

   "Why?" asked weakly in the ear.

   "You need help."

   "Why..." The girl asked again, but it didn't seem to repeat.

  Lu Li knew the girl, or what the old mother was asking this time.

   For this question, Lu Li already had the answer in his heart.

   "Those who do not fear life are not worthy of life."

   The body that lost its temperature was silent for a short while, the drooping face was hidden in the shadows, and whispered: "Why not you...why not you...why not you!"

   The last sentence of the old mother turned into a roar, her hands pierced Lu Li's chest like sharp knives, tearing apart Lu Li's body.

   Lu Li's body was broken, and he was about to escape from the death scene when he was attacked, but this is, suddenly Lu Li saw a scene that had happened before.

   In the dark and damp swamp jungle, several figures knelt around the bushes. In the center of them, a slender, white arm that seemed to be spotless was exposed above the mud, and the blood-red agate bracelet on the wrist was the only color here.

  Everything is frozen in this scene like a picture scroll.

  …

  Lu Li's consciousness returned to his body.

   He raised his head and saw again the beautiful face that had been devoured and lost its original appearance.

   "Why not you!"

   The old mother let out a final roar, dragging the remaining strength and rushing towards Lu Li.

   The swarm of human-faced insects that lingered and gnawed at the face was swept away by the renewed power, and the power of the old mother attacked Lu Li without any cover.

   But before approaching Lu Li, this power quietly dissipated, like a breeze blowing over Lu Li's body.

The aftermath of the    shout echoed faintly into the distance.

   "Why...not you..."

   In the viscous deep sea, the obscure consciousness gradually dissipated.

   (end of this chapter)