Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

It was night, in the bungalow where Wang Hao stayed.

He packed up with a dignified expression, walked to the door, made sure that no one was passing by, and then closed the door and locked the window to make sure it was correct.

Just because what he's going to do later is a bit 'world-shattering', he has to be a little more cautious now.

Fortunately, when Wang Hao first chose the location, he was aiming for the cleanliness of this area and no one came.

This place is usually used as a warehouse boundary, so on weekdays, except for the people who take care of the warehouse.

There were not many figures in sight.

As for the night now, there was no sound at all on the street for an hour.

After finishing everything, Wang Hao turned around and went back to his room. He lit candles and placed them in the corners, making the whole room a little brighter.

He took out a package and carefully placed it on the wooden table in the living room.

Wang Hao focused slightly, and withdrew the cloth strips one by one. Following the dim yellow lights around him, one by one, this pale face with a dull-eyed head was revealed without a doubt.

This is Fang Xian's head that he tore off directly during the day!

At this time, he still held the huge stone in his mouth, his eyes were dull, and his face was pale. Just by looking at this appearance, no one would think that he is still alive.

But Wang Hao knew that this guy was still in a state of 'feigned death'.

"It's because the eyebrows were not impacted, so the larvae of the red moth can still maintain their activity..."

With the in-depth research, Wang Hao also has a more intuitive concept of this cultivator parasitized by insects.

Absolutely cannot use common sense to speculate on this group of 'bug people'!

I saw Wang Hao raised his pen thoughtfully, took out the white paper that he had bound into a book long ago, and began to record what he saw and heard.

The relevant information about the magic fly has now occupied three pages full of content, from the larva to a molting, and even the conjecture of the elixir stage, Wang Hao has all recorded it in the book.

He first went back to read one or two, and reviewed it for a while.

In the end, he turned to the other side and began to add content related to red moths.

It's safe to keep these things in mind, but relatively speaking, the importance of these information... Obviously, it needs to be recorded by pen and paper.

"At least when I suddenly die one day, there is still such a book to prove that I have been here."

While Wang Hao was writing, he kept looking at Fang Xian's head.

He even stood up from time to time and tried to stimulate the position between Fang Xian's eyebrows to get more information.

Wang Hao observed it very carefully, and his expression was even more serious. Because of this process of exploring the unknown, there will never be too many opportunities!

'The sea of ​​consciousness occupied by the red moth is between the eyebrows. After the neck was incised, there was no sign of heavy bleeding, and the incision healed spontaneously within two hours…’

'After the eyebrows are threatened or observed, the host will have some tendency to resist. The specific manifestations are eye movement, breathing recovery...'

'I tried to communicate with Fang Xian, but he didn't respond. The eardrum is normal, there is no sign of rupture, but no matter what sound he hears, he will not respond...'

'Judging from the appearance, Fang Xian has completely detached from the concept of being a human being. Under this premise, even if he still has the characteristics of life, can he really still be called a person with this appearance? ’

Wang Hao finished all the tidying up with a dignified expression. This process took him more than an hour.

At this time, Fang Xian was more like a computer that was turned off. No matter how much he tapped the keyboard or moved the mouse, it couldn't stimulate his senses.

Only the position between the eyebrows can make him have some mechanical reactions.

The information is sorted.

Wang Hao took a long breath, got up slowly, and took out a book that was placed close to him.

This will be his last attempt tonight—

I saw that he turned to the last page of the method of rejuvenating Yangxin, and then spread out the stick figure and held it up to his chest.

Wang Hao put the copy painting straight in front of Fang Xian.

"According to the hint, this should be a taboo item that can only be observed normally by people who are parasitized by the eggs of the devil flies. Ordinary people are similar to me, so if I replace it with..."

What about the bug people parasitized by red moths?

At this moment, Wang Hao's eyes began to flicker with a light called anticipation.

"What kind of reaction will be made?"

Although Wang Hao didn't notice it himself, in the past month, his worldview has indeed been oppressed by the environment, and then it has become a little distorted.

Maybe...this is the price of trying to find the truth?

And at the moment when Wang Hao put the copy painting in front of Fang Xian, a miraculous phenomenon happened in front of him!

I saw Fang Xian's head reacted in an instant, those eyes seemed to return to their senses, and at this moment they were staring at the copy painting in Wang Hao's hands.

The mouth, which had half its tongue crushed by the stone, opened and closed at this moment, like a swimming fish that fell to the ground, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com desperately trying to capture the oxygen beside him.

"Gah, um, puff..."

Fang Xian seemed to want to express something, but the mouth that was no longer in its original shape, coupled with the severed neck, could no longer fully simulate the tone of a normal person.

Wang Hao couldn't understand what he was trying to say.

And just as he hesitated for a moment, Fang Xian's head suddenly began to tremble violently!

cluck cluck cluck...

A strange noise came from in front of Wang Hao, his eyes narrowed immediately, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

When he saw Fang Xian's eyebrows, it bulged sharply in one breath.

Looking at this appearance, it seems that there is a sharp steel bar, pushing it from the inside out!

Is it...

Wang Hao's heart tensed slightly, he didn't have time to react, he only heard a puff.

The shattered bones and scum mixed with flesh and blood splattered together at this moment. A hole the size of a bottle cap was drilled between Fang Xian's eyebrows.

And in this hole, the red moth larva, which is only the size of an earthworm, struggled to jump down at this moment!

This earthworm-shaped red moth larva is obviously half a circle thicker and smaller than the one in Zhang Lian's brain, which is a sign that Qi Refining is about to reach its breakthrough point.

As the red moth larvae fell off, Fang Xian's head began to undergo more exaggerated changes.

His mouth opened wide, as if he was about to let out a hysterical scream, and made an extremely exaggerated movement.

Immediately afterwards, his pale skin began to shrink rapidly.

It was also at this moment that Wang Hao was shocked to realize that people can really wither like flowers.