mutant biological system

In late autumn, the weather is very cold, and the bright but not warm sunshine at noon shines on the stone road in Wangjiacun, reflecting various shadows.

It has been more than a year since Wangjia Village was moved deep into the mountains. Summers are humid and moldy, and winters are bitterly cold and windy. The villagers live in imitation bamboo buildings with tall cement pillars built into the four corners of the foundations.

This kind of old brick and stone house with a bit of ancient Central Plains style makes people feel a little unusual at first sight.

The door lock of the old house was a square branch lock made of brass. Xu Qianming quickly opened the copper lock with the key hanging around his neck. After walking into the courtyard of the old house, he used two heavy bolts to securely bolt the wooden door.

Xu Qianming piloted a diamond-shaped battleship to pursue an unknown creature and entered the turbulence of time and space. The diamond-shaped battleship crashed and Xu Qianming passed out on the spot.[

After waking up, he actually returned to his boyhood. By some accident, he became the son of a strange villager. In order to protect himself, he was forced to call this villager "father" every day. This villager had the same name as Xu Qianming's father, and also His name is Xu Xuhuai, but he looks different.

"I finally got back a quarter of an hour ago," Xu Qianming, who pulled hard on the wooden door and saw that the door was tight, did not stop at all, took a few quick breaths and murmured with some joy.

Then he started shaking his head, "hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss..." and made a strange sound, as if he was crazy.

Xu Qianming's singing sounds meaningless. It changes constantly in length, height, and length. There is no pattern at all, but it gives people a creepy rhythm.

As the sound became more and more urgent, a very thin ridge began to appear on the loess in the yard of the old house, moving back and forth. When Xu Qianming's scream suddenly stopped due to lack of strength, a black and red rope as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared. It suddenly broke out of the ground and climbed up Xu Qianming's body along his right leg like a living creature.

Upon closer inspection, the rope turned out to be a giant centipede that was over fifty centimeters long, with a hard shell on its back that shone in black and red.

The centipede had a flat head, and its black bean-like eyes were as black and bright, revealing its aura. The two black-green fangs on its lips showed a very ferocious look, and it soon crawled onto Xu Qianming's face.

"Blood, there is blood," Xu Qianming saw the centipede gently rubbing against him at the bottom of his nose. He was not afraid at all, but grinned and whispered: "Eat quickly and don't waste it."

As if it understood Xu Qianming's words, the giant centipede stopped being affectionate with him. It circled its body in a U-shape and slowly moved down from under his nose. All the blood flowing out of Xu Qianming's place disappeared even if it dried up. .

The centipede began to eat blood, and Xu Qianming felt relieved and sat down on the ground.

However, not long after the smile appeared on his face, he felt dizzy and nauseated with "Uh-huh..." in his throat, but couldn't spit out anything. After a while, his face turned pale, like a person in Nirvana.

Xu Qianming, who used to only feed centipedes a few drops of jng blood each time, now realized how stupid his opportunistic approach was. He was simply seeking nirvana. However, it was already over and there was no way to save it. He could only pray to God to let him get through this. A great calamity.

How painful and fearful Xu Qianming was, how happy the poisonous insects he fed with his flesh and blood were. The centipedes eating Xu Qianming's blood emitted a glorious glimmer of light from their terrifyingly curved bodies, with their heads and tails swaying in unison, not caring about the owner's emaciated body. The flesh and blood on his body gradually sank at a rate visible to the naked eye, becoming like skin and bones.

Fortunately, when Xu Qianming was frightened and could not hold back his protruding eyeballs, the centipede finally ate up the blood that flowed out of him, and leisurely rubbed Xu Qianming intimately, finally giving him a chance to breathe.

Xu Qianming collapsed on the ground with all his strength, and slowly regained a little strength. His skinny body gradually swelled up like an inflatable doll. Although it was still skinny and inhuman, at least it was no longer as scary as a skinned skeleton.

He used all his strength to grab the centipede from his face and threw it to the ground. Xu Qianming said in a hoarse voice: "Duomu, you almost harmed me. You have eaten so much flesh and blood this time. You must be obedient." , you can’t let me be beaten by dad again, otherwise I won’t be able to spare you.”

Mentioning his "father" and thinking that he had not finished his "homework" in the morning, Xu Qianming shuddered suddenly, as if the pain from his weak body was not that uncomfortable, and he hurriedly said: "Hiss, rustle, hiss." Hissing..." he recited the ancient mantra.

The mantra sounded again, and the centipede on the ground began to sway its slender body strangely, with thousands of slender legs crawling around, but they did not move according to the boy's wishes.

Seeing that he had paid such a high price to feed the poisonous insects, but still had no results, Xu Qianming showed a look of despair on his face. He could no longer hold on to the mantra that he had reluctantly recited, and it suddenly broke in his mouth. .[

As soon as the spell was broken, a backlash spread through the young man's body, causing his face to become distorted and his teeth to bleed. At this time, the disappointment accumulated in Xu Qianming's heart for many years was even more unbearable than the physical pain. times.

Seeing the centipede crawling towards him again, the young man's face revealed a heart-breaking violence, roaring: "A hundred drops of jng blood, you took a hundred drops of my jng blood today and still don't obey, what are you doing?" You want me to reach Nirvana, you want me to reach Nirvana!

Others have mothers, but I don't; other people's fathers love their children, but my father never even said a soft word to me; others can go to the town to play, but I can only stay in this old house for a day. Feed you this poisonous insect three times..."

The more he spoke, the sadder he became. In the end, he lost his mind and grabbed the centipede, pulled it wildly, and bit it, letting out the indescribable sadness in his heart. Until a strong and rapid knock on the door brought him back from his madness. reality.

After coming back to his senses, the young man looked at the dying centipede in his hand with a look of horror and horror on his face, but mixed with "Hurry, mountain insect, open the door you nirvana kid, something big will happen..." and he slammed the door. The sound made him have no time to think about the poisonous insect, so he could only throw it into the corner behind the door and opened the wooden door with difficulty.

Outside the door was a long-faced middle-aged man wearing cheap black clothes and holding his head in his head according to the custom of adult Wei people. He was Chang Ketian, the deputy village chief of Wangjia Village.

Although he is only the deputy village chief, when facing the Xu family, Chang Ketian is completely different from ordinary villagers. As a grassroots cadre with a retired soldier background, he is not afraid of ghosts and monsters.

Seeing the young man appearing in front of him covered in mud, Chang Ketian shouted: "You baby is taking a bath in the mud soup."

Hurry up, something big happened to your father. He is in the county hospital. Come with me."

After saying that, he picked up the young man and hurriedly ran out of the village.

After being dragged away by Chang Ketian for a while, Xu Qianming realized what he was doing and said in a daze: "Uncle Ketian, I, I, I will lock the door."

"Lock Qiu's door. What valuable things can you find in your house? Besides, that Murakami dares to come to Xu's house and steal it.

Baby, your father was hit by a car in the county town. The police called Murakami and asked him to go to the hospital quickly. Don't dare to delay." The middle-aged man held the boy's hand and shouted breathlessly.

While chatting, the two came to a green Wuzheng four-wheel pickup truck at the entrance of the village.

At this time, many villagers had gathered at the entrance of Wangjia Village to watch the fun. When they saw the young man coming, they all rushed him into the front of the truck.

Then there were twenty or thirty meddlesome young villagers, shouting: "O ancestors, we no longer need the country's ethnic policy, dare to bump into us Wangjia Villagers."

"That's right, if he doesn't comply, he won't give us an explanation this time. I'll see him in Yanjing City."... They all climbed into the back pocket of the truck, and after a while, the back pocket of the truck turned into a tin can containing sardines. .

In the rearview mirror, he saw the dense crowd of people in the back truck. The young driver looked at Chang Ketian, who was crowded with Xu Qianming in the passenger seat, and stammered: "Uncle Ah Lie, this is a truck. A bag cannot pull people.

When you get to the county town, you will be fined and your car will be impounded."

Knowing that most of the young villagers in the back pocket of the car are causing trouble, they want to cause trouble in the city to see if they can take advantage of it, but this is not the time to stop them, not to mention that they are the village chief and the party secretary cannot offend these cowards. Chang Ketian could only say with a sullen face: "If any inspector dares to investigate you if something like this happens, then the country will be stable.

You little brat, go quickly, go quickly, don’t waste time.”