her eternal lucky star

Chapter 144 Bloodworm

"You are not allowed to be called an 'ugly woman' from now on, either sister-in-law or 'Little Treasure', you choose." Ye Mubai didn't mean to feel sorry for him at all, holding the petri dish in his left hand, and pressing his head mercilessly with his right hand, a turn.

"Go back and sit."

S's wounded heart was once again hit by arrows.
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Tang Xiaobao didn't know how to make coffee, so he simply took a bottle of coffee drink and a can of strawberry and orange flavored yogurt with large fruit from the refrigerator, and came out of the kitchen.

In the living room, I saw Ye Yubai and Carl Simon sitting on the sofa, staring at something on the coffee table.

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Xiaobao walked over, put the drink on the coffee table, and couldn't help but lean over curiously.

Ye Yebai immediately covered the petri dish with a black glass cover, raised her head and said to her: "Hey, it's none of your business here, you go back to your room first."

Is there anything she can't see? Why not let her see it?Tang Xiaobao pouted, a little unhappy.

Seeing people standing upright and not walking away, S's serious and mature face showed impatience: "Rude woman, go up quickly—"

Before he finished speaking, he received a slap on the head.

"Aww!" S held his head, looking at Nightfall with aggrieved and incredible eyes: "Why did you hit me..."

Ye Mubai squinted his eyes: "What did you call her just now?"

S shrank his neck and didn't speak.

Seeing S's deflated look, Tang Xiaobao couldn't help but want to laugh, but he was afraid of hurting the child's self-esteem, so he suppressed his laughter and went upstairs on his own.

It wasn't until Tang Xiaobao's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs that Ye Yebai opened the lid again: "Carl and I took this thing from the house of a girl who hurt Xiaobao. She was controlled by someone at the time. I suspect that she did it This is critical for Xiaobao, and I want to know who is manipulating her behind the scenes."

It's that woman again...

S rolled his eyes, put down his hands, first hummed a few times coyly, saw that the two ignored him, felt aggrieved, and had to look at the petri dish on the coffee table again, gradually, a white and tender The little face became serious.

Carl stared at the petri dish and moved his little paws from time to time, the little black bug covered in crimson, and murmured in surprise: "This guy has strong vitality, it's been so many days and he still hasn't died..."

"The mother is not dead, so it is impossible for the offspring to die." S's immature face was tense, and his voice did not fluctuate.

Nightfall looked at him in vain: "...how do you say?"

S looked at the little black worm, and said: "It's called 'blood worm', it feeds on human blood, and it is a traditional witchcraft tool of the Qianman tribe that died out more than 2000 years ago."

"Witchcraft?!" Carl was surprised.

S hummed: "This witchcraft uses 'blood worms' to control people's consciousness. The master feeds the 'blood worms' with his own blood, and makes them eat the blood with the name of the accused person, that is, 'Xingren'. Let's get familiar with "Bloodworm" with a hair of 'Xingren', and 'Xingren' will control his consciousness and his personality will change drastically."

"Moreover, the 'Bloodworm' will self-reproduce offspring, and the master of the upper level will control the 'Xingren' to continue to control the 'Xingren' of the next level."

"...This is too mysterious!" Carl couldn't help frowning: "What era is this, how can there be such harmful things?"

S looked at him, and said with a blank expression: "Ignorance, there are still many things in this world that you don't know."

Carl was so choked that he was speechless, and it took him a long time to open his mouth: "Then, what should we do now?"

(End of this chapter)