This is a pot of red nematodes.
Xie Xuan had seen this kind of thing in the flower and bird market before. Fish lovers would buy it home to feed their goldfish.
She remembered that she was lying in the stall owner's white plastic collection box looking at the huge group of insects kept in the water. It looked like a huge ball of hair with all its hairs stretched out in the water, but all its hairs were twisting rapidly, which looked particularly scary.
While Xie Xuan was watching, a middle-aged man came and bought a very small piece for two yuan. The stall owner took a very small disposable plastic box and put it in it for him.
So this huge ball of hair lost a corner, and several very long red nematodes were pulled out from the gap, as long as her hair.
And now the ball of red nematodes in front of her has no gaps. It looks complete and full of vitality.
The red nematodes, which are all red, easily remind people of blood. Xie Xuan's thoughts quickly diverged to the fact that the red nematodes are so thin that they can probably flow easily in human blood vessels.
Xie Xuan stayed in front of the pot of red nematodes for too long, and Ding Qiaoyun also looked over.
This was probably the first time she had seen such a bug, and she asked a little uncomfortably, "What kind of bug is this?"
The shopkeeper came over and said, "This is a red nematode."
Ding Qiaoyun felt that such a group of insects gathered in the water looked disgusting and refused without hesitation, but her eyes could not help but stare at the group of insects.
She looked at the group of insects just like sitting in a room on a rainy day, looking at the rain marks on the window and wondering if there were spores mixed in.
What could be inside this ball of worms? Ding Qiaoyun suddenly began to wonder, was it worms or was it hollow?
Do fish like to eat this because it tastes good? Her mind couldn't help but wander, wondering what it would taste like.
Xie Xuan suddenly felt a little itchy in her body. This itch was hard to describe, as if something was drilling under her skin.
"Xie Xuan, Ding Qiaoyun, have you found anything?" Xiao Yao's voice suddenly came to the ears of Xie Xuan and Ding Qiaoyun at the same time.
Xie Xuan suddenly came to her senses. She didn't know when she had squatted in front of the pot of insects, and Ding Qiaoyun was squatting next to her in the same position.
They were infected by the spirit again.
"Nothing," Ding Qiaoyun said. "This field is very strange, and it has been infecting us spiritually."
Xiao Yao said, "The more normal the place, the more we must not take it lightly. Let's start turning back now and return to the car to exchange information."
Xie Xuan said, "Okay."
Xie Xuan stood up and found that Ding Qiaoyun was still looking at the pot of insects.
"Let's go." After Xie Xuan finished speaking, she saw Ding Qiaoyun standing up and scratched her arm, as if it was a little itchy.
The shop owner watched them leave without saying a word.
When walking out of the store, Xie Xuan suddenly felt as if she had overlooked something. She subconsciously turned her head to look into the store and saw the store owner squatting in front of the pot of insects and putting something into his mouth.
Is he eating bugs? The moment this thought crossed Xie Xuan's mind, her emotions quickly calmed down.
Isn't it normal for people to eat insects? Why was she surprised?
It's just a pot of red nematodes, nothing strange about it. Xie Xuan thought that the most urgent thing was to find Xiao Yao and the others to meet up.
On the way back, Ding Qiaoyun looked a little anxious and uneasy. Xie Xuan also felt a little itchy all over her body, but she didn't pay much attention to Ding Qiaoyun's performance.
They returned along the same route they had come. Their RV was still parked on the side of the road, but there were two men in uniform standing next to it.
"You can't park here." The man was taking a photo of the ticket. "And your license plate is also illegal. You can't even produce your driver's license or vehicle registration."
Another man took out his cell phone and called a tow truck, "There's an illegally modified and unlicensed RV that needs to be towed away."
Chongming and Yang Jiayue were standing by the car. Xiao Yao and Song Zhixian arrived almost at the same time as Xie Xuan.
The six people looked at each other and chose the latter between directly resisting law enforcement violently and causing the field to attack, or having the field temporarily tow the car away.
"Can we go with the car?" Xie Xuan asked.
The traffic policeman looked around at the six of them, shook his head and said, "Only one person needs to go with us to pay the fine. The others should stay away."
"I'll go." Chongming said.
Almost immediately after the traffic police issued the ticket, a tow truck appeared on the road and drove over to tow away the RV and Chongming.
Everything developed incredibly fast, and the remaining five people could only access the team's communication channel and exchange information on the side of the road.
Xiao Yao and Song Zhixian seemed to have nothing to say, and only said: "The people and things here look very normal, just like the life of humans before the outbreak of the infection."
Xie Xuan nodded, and Ding Qiaoyun had nothing to say, but her arm-grabbing movements became more and more frequent.
"Sister Ding, are you itchy?" Yang Jiayue suddenly asked.
Ding Qiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then looked down and realized that she had been scratching her arm. "No."
Her brow furrowed, her behavior became increasingly erratic, the mental infection never stopping.
To make matters worse, they only had two tranquilizers on them, and the rest of their supplies were taken away with them in the car.
"We are being infected by the spirit," said Ding Qiaoyun.
Xie Xuan could see that his mental level on his system panel was steadily decreasing.
But the scary thing is that this field doesn't try to instill any knowledge in them, like saying that bacteria are gods or the source of infection is moths, which would subvert their worldview.
The mental infection in this area doesn't even know what it's doing. Is it simply making their emotions and spirits more unstable?
As they were talking, the sky began to darken and turn dim.
The pace of pedestrians around began to quicken, and the shops on both sides began to close one after another as if they had received some kind of signal.
This area is beginning to show the first signs of abnormality.
Xie Xuan stopped a hurried pedestrian and asked, "Hello, is there a curfew here?"
"Curfew?" The pedestrian shook his head. "There's no such thing, but it's best to go home and close the doors and windows after dark. Staying out on the street will bring bad luck."
"What do you mean?" Xie Xuan asked.
The pedestrian suddenly pointed to the steps of the pedestrian walkway and said, "The tide will be high soon."
After saying that, the passerby pulled Xie Xuan's hand away and left in a hurry.
Only then did they notice that the pedestrian walkway here was thirty centimeters higher than the road surface, about the height of a step.
It's not very high, but generally speaking, cities don't build sidewalks that high.
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