Chapter 175 The Origin of the Flying Corpse Silkworm
At this moment, with a loud crash, Lin Qingyue suddenly emerged from the ruins, her head and body covered in ashes, her face smeared with dirt.
Everyone hurriedly gathered around to show concern:
"Deputy Envoy Lin, how are you?"
"Just now you told us to run, why are you standing there?"
"That's right. We can all escape. There's no reason for you to be buried in there, right?"
"Luckily you're okay, but you scared the brothers to death!"
Lin Qingyue flicked the ashes off her body and said, "Because of this."
She spread out her palm, and before everyone's eyes appeared a gray-white insect, similar in size and shape to a silkworm, except that it had a pair of small transparent wings on its back.
The insect's wings were broken and it couldn't take off. Its fat body kept twisting and turning, as if it was trying to escape from Lin Qingyue's palm.
Everyone came over to look again and again.
Da Mi extended a finger and poked the insect's plump body. "Is this a silkworm? It's soft and cute. It doesn't look like it could do any harm."
Lin Qingyue said, "One or two isn't a big deal, but more is a real problem. This creature is called the 'Flying Corpse Silkworm,' an ancient creature that lives on the snowy plateau. It enjoys feeding on carrion, especially the abdomens of human corpses."
Xie Shouzheng immediately realized what was happening. "So, those corpses we saw in the ice cellar just now had swollen abdomens and something wriggling inside. That thing was... the Flying Corpse Silkworm?"
Lin Qingyue nodded. "That's right. Once these insects sense danger, they will self-destruct, destroying themselves along with the attacker. At the same time, they'll take the opportunity to spread their remaining unhatched eggs, thereby ensuring the continuation of their population."
"I told you to run quickly because I was afraid you'd be affected by the explosion. If you're not careful, you might even be infected by the insect eggs."
"But this insect has a unique peculiarity. When the mother is about to give birth, she will parasitize a living human and devour their internal organs. After laying her eggs, the host is essentially dead. The hatched eggs then feed on the decaying corpse, grow wings, and fly away."
"But this insect has a fatal flaw. They prefer cold environments, and their eggs can only hatch successfully in cold environments."
"As the larvae grow, if the ambient temperature does not meet the cold standard, they will die along with the host."
"It is also because of such stringent breeding requirements that this species finds it difficult to reproduce on a large scale once it leaves the extremely cold regions."
The reason why Lin Qingyue did not evacuate in time was that she took advantage of the moment of the explosion to cast a fire array talisman and burn them all to death.
She only left one as evidence and brought it out to open everyone's eyes.
After listening to Lin Qingyue's explanation, everyone thought of the scene of the insects wriggling and expanding in the corpse's belly, and then looked at the insects in Lin Qingyue's hand, and they couldn't help but want to vomit.
Only Hong Yao had the strongest psychological endurance and did not react much. She turned her eyes and stared at Feng Ying who was not far away:
"So, someone deliberately stole the corpse and used the cold environment of the ice cellar to raise flying corpse silkworms? But what's the purpose of raising such a thing?"
"The purpose is extremely sinister." Lin Qingyue's face was extremely cold.
The flying corpse silkworm is a low-level demon with weak strength and is very difficult to reproduce.
However, the cocoons they spit out when they grow up can be refined into a special medicinal powder called Gu Xin Powder.
The Gu Heart Powder can bewitch people's minds, causing them to gradually lose their ability to think and eventually turn them into puppets.
Three thousand years ago, those immortal cultivators with ulterior motives disguised themselves as gods in order to gain faith and the power of incense.
To this end, they carefully trained a group of slaves to serve as human agents, using false achievements to brainwash innocent believers.
In order to make these minions more powerful, the false gods not only taught them martial arts, but also introduced the flying corpse silkworms from the snowy mountains of the immortal world into the mortal world.
Once, slaves used this species to commit rampant evil, mass-producing puppets. At the height of their power, they even built towering temples. Even the king of a nation had to kneel before them in worship.
Seeing the chaos unfolding, Immortal Lord Zhuohua happened to be passing by with his apprentice.
He saw through the conspiracy at a glance and wiped out all the flying corpse silkworms, thus curbing the spread of the evil.
It was not until the investigation was carried out afterwards that it was discovered that the mastermind behind the scenes was actually related to the elder of a sect in the world of immortal cultivation.
Zhuo Hua knew something was wrong, but he didn't tell his apprentice. Instead, he returned to the world of immortal cultivation and secretly investigated it himself.
In the end, although he found out everything, he was falsely accused by those hypocritical cultivators because he had shaken the interests of the entire cultivation world. He was burned at the stake and turned to ashes.
The past thousands of years ago has become a cloud of smoke.
But back then, the cancer that the master had eradicated with great difficulty even brought him a fatal disaster.
How could Lin Qingyue allow these evil creatures to come back into the world?
The murderous look in her eyes flashed away, but her face remained calm.
When describing the flying corpse silkworm, the author only briefly explained the dangers of the flying corpse silkworm, without mentioning the events of a thousand years ago.
"Feng Ying!"
Lin Qingyue raised her hand and made a vague grab——
Feng Ying felt as if he was being sucked in by an invisible force. After a dizzying spin, he rolled to Lin Qingyue's feet, and the thing stuffed in his mouth fell out.
He was horrified: "You, you, what are you doing?"
Lin Qingyue pointed at the Flying Corpse Silkworm and asked, "Did you raise this thing?"
Feng Ying had also heard this and knew it was something that fed on corpses. He shook his head repeatedly, "No, how could I possibly raise such a disgusting thing? I don't know. I know nothing!"
Xie Shouzheng said, "The missing body is in your ice cellar, and this kind of bug is living in the body. Who would believe you if you said you knew nothing?"
Hong Yao added, "Oh, by the way, I heard that the people who dine at Tianxianglou are all high-ranking officials and nobles. So, isn't the refined Guxin powder meant for those guests?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the children of the noble families who had just stood on the same front with Feng Ying were all panicked.
They all had dinner and drinks at Tianxianglou yesterday!
Some people tried to induce vomiting by pinching their throats on the spot, but unfortunately they couldn't vomit out the overnight meal.
Feng Ying was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and said tremblingly: "No, no, it really wasn't this old man... this old man..."
Then his eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.
Xie Shouzheng frowned. "So cowardly? You don't seem like someone who would do such a thing."
Lin Qingyue said coldly: "Even if he didn't do it, it must be related to his men!"
Her gaze fell coldly on the shopkeeper: "From the very beginning, you have been trying every means to prevent us from entering the ice cellar. Tell me, who told you to do this?"
The shopkeeper fell to his knees and tried to argue, but Xie Shouzheng whipped him with a whip and said, "Speak!"
The shopkeeper knew he could no longer argue, so he had to tell the truth: "Mrs. Yan told me to do this... I, I didn't know it would be like this..."
"Mrs. Yan?" Lin Qingyue sneered and slowly walked to Feng Ying's side.
Feng Ying was still unconscious, but it didn't matter. Lin Qingyue stepped on his arm, and the sound of bone cracking, accompanied by Feng Ying's heartbreaking wail, was particularly tragic.
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