Reverend Insanity

The bug is a silkworm baby with a pearl-like white light, a little chubby and cute shape.

It feeds on alcohol and can fly over the sky. When flying, your body will become a bunch, and it will be fast.

Although it is a trickster, its value is more precious than some tricksters.

If you use it as a magic trick, it's much better than a moonlight trick.

At this point, such a liquor worm is affixed to a blue spear bamboo that is only 50 or 60 steps away from the source.

The source held its breath, not suddenly approaching, but slowly retreating.

He knew the distance was close, but really catching alcohol bugs directly was difficult for a freshly learned magician, or there was no hope of success at all.

Eugene's eyes at this time could not see the appearance of the liquor worm, but he was in the middle of nowhere, feeling the vigilance of the liquor worm towards himself.

Square retreats very slowly and gently, trying not to spook the bugs.

He knew that if a liquor bug was to fly away, it would never catch at its own speed, and only when it was drunk and slowed down would it have a chance to catch it.

Seeing Fangyuan retreating further and further away, the liquor bug lying on the bamboo pole couldn't help but riot.

The strong aroma ahead seduces it, attracts it and leaves it dreaming for its soul. If it had saliva, it would have dripped a big beach by now.

But the bug's vigilance remains high, and the source has retreated 200 steps before it bounced and leaped into the air.

When it floats in the sky, it turns its body into a bunch, like a little white soup circle.

The soup circle crosses a round arc from the sky and falls onto the grass where the green bamboo wine is dripping from the source.

The food was close to sight and the bug alert was halfway down, and the monkey rushed up to the flower bones filled with liquor and penetrated into his head, leaving only a fat tail outside.

It was starving, and the bamboo wine was so delicious, it breathed heavily, and soon immersed itself in the delicious taste of food, forgetting the square source.

This is when Fang Yuan began to approach carefully and quietly.

He saw the tail of the wine bug outside the flower bone. This tail is like the tail of a silkworm baby, fat and round, with a glow reminiscent of a pearl.

First it's tail, drooling outside, motionless.

Shortly afterwards, the tail started pounding and the bug was obviously happy to drink.

By the end of the day, when the square had approached a distance of ten steps, its tail shook to the left and right with a swinging, cheerful rhythm.

Totally drunk. Hi!

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan dared to laugh.

Instead of moving forward, he waited patiently. If it were to plunge away now, there would have been a great deal of certainty in catching the bug, but Fangyuan wanted the bug to lead him to the wreckage of the florist.

Shortly afterwards, the liquor bug withdrew from the flower bones. His body became fat and his head shook like a drunk, and he didn't even know the source existed.

It climbed onto another soft yellow wildflower, inhabited by flowers and filled with wine dew.

After this drink, it was finally full. The body slowly shrunk into clumps on the petals and then slowly took off, rising to an altitude of about one metre and five feet from the ground, before gently flying deep into the bamboo forest.

Fangyuan hurriedly pulled his leg to follow.

Alcohol bugs are already drunk and flying at half the usual speed. But even then, the source has to run at full capacity to keep up with it.

As the night washes, the teenager quickly travels through the bamboo forest, chasing a little snow and beads not far ahead.

The moon is gentle and the breeze is slow. In the bamboo forest, as clear as water, a green blue spear bamboo quickly appeared in front of the square source and fell behind the juvenile.

On the ground, it's a bush of green oil, dotted with wild flowers.

There are also mossy little stones, undergrown young yellow bamboo shoots.

The faint shadow also travels quickly on the ground, crossing a straight black line thrown on the ground by Blue Spear Bamboo.

He stared closely at the snow shadow and, in the dark fragrance of the wine, breathed fresh air between the mountain forests, moving his legs behind him.

Because of the rapid passage, the moonlight under the eyes is like water, the light film is frequent, it seems to be bending in water full of aquatic grass.

Alcohol worms fly out of the bamboo grove, and the source also rushes out of the bamboo grove. A vast white, yellow-hearted flower flowered with a strong wind by his leg, scattering petals.

A group of dragon pills, like a flowing poem, happened to flow to the front, passing directly from the source, suddenly shouting, red and xia blooming in front of the eyes, scattered a red star flowing.

A quiet, flowing mountain stream covered with pebbles, flooding the water and reflecting the spring moon of the night sky. A few bangs, trampled by square water into tens of thousands of silver ripples.

Unfortunately, a stream of wind and moon broke Joan Yao.

The source persisted and followed the liquor worm firmly.

Along the creek, he had heard the waterfall and turned around a sparse forest to see the bugs fly into a giant slit of rock.

This stopped when the source lit up in front of us.

“Turns out it's here.” He gasped heavily, his heart pounding and pounding, and this pause suddenly felt sweaty, a stream of hot gas flowing with the acceleration of his blood and turbulence all over his body.

Look around and discover this is a shallow beach.

Large and small pebbles fill the floor, and the river is only about a finger above the pebble. There is also a piece of gray and white boulder, scattered freely here.

The mountain behind Qingmao Mountain is a great waterfall.

The waterfall's current, which varies with the weather, falls a thousand feet and shocks out a deep pool. Deep beside the pond is Baijia Village, which is very powerful, and Ancient Moon Village is only weak.

Waterfalls also have branches, obviously the source is facing branches in one branch.

This beach is usually dry. But it's been raining heavily lately, three days and three nights in a row, resulting in a shallow build-up of running water.

The source of the running water is the boulder into which the liquor worm entered.

The boulder leans against the vertical mountain wall. An elongated mini waterfall, branching from the Great Falls, seemed like a silver python that drooped against the mountain wall and hit the boulder, flushing out a gap in the center of the boulder for a long time.

As the waterfall washed down, the water burst into a slight roar. Like a white curtain that completely blocks this boulder gap.

By observing the martial arts, Fangyuan's breath is no longer so sudden. He flashed a firm light in his eyes, walked to the boulder, took a deep breath and buried his head in.

The boulder gap is quite large and the two adults are walking side by side, no problem. Not to mention the body of the source, which is just a 15-year-old.

As soon as it rushes in, the rapid flow pushes the body of the square source down, while the cold water suddenly soaks the square all over and down.

Fangyuan carried the water pressure, walked forward, walked dozens of steps, and the water pressure gradually decreased.

But the gap also narrowed, and the source had to walk sideways.

The ears are filled with roaring water, a white patch above the head, and the boulders are darker.

What's hidden in the dark?

Maybe it's a nasty snake, maybe it's a very poisonous gecko, maybe it's an organic trap for demon-headed winemakers, maybe it's empty.

Square side by side, slowly squeezing into the dark.

The current on your head, it's gone. The stone walls are covered with moss, rubbing the skin of the body of the square source and are extremely greasy.

The source was completely swallowed up by darkness, and the stone seams were getting narrower and narrower, gradually preventing his head from spinning freely.

The source bites the teeth and moves on.

After more than twenty steps, he discovered that there seemed to be a red light in the dark.

At first he thought it was a hallucination, but he blinked and looked again, and he confirmed that it was really bright!

This discovery gave him a thrill.

Continued for fifty or sixty steps, the red light became brighter and brighter, expanding into a long vertical stitch in the square source's retina.

He straightened his left arm and suddenly felt the stone wall in front of him empty and bent down.

Fangyuan suddenly rejoiced, knowing that this boulder does have space. He took a few steps and finally squeezed into the light seam.

There's a flash in front of you, a space of about eighty square meters, in front of the square.

“I walked this long, long past the boulders, and now I think it's in the mountain walls.” He stretched out his limbs while moving his hands and feet and gauged this secret space.

The whole space is filled with dark red light, and we don't know where the light comes from.

The surrounding stone walls are damp and mossy, but the air here is dry.

There is also a dead vine attached to this stone wall. The vines intertwined and staggered each other, weaving most of the stone walls on all sides. It also has some fading, withering flower stems.

Square looked at these wrecked leaves and found them somewhat familiar.

“It's a wine bag trick, and a rice bag trick.” All of a sudden, he emerged, recognizing the dead stalks and vines.

There are many forms of trickery. There are things like ore, like blue crystal moonlight tricks. There are insects, like baby silkworms. There is also the flower and grass form, which is the capsule trick in front of the square source, and the rice bag trick.

Both kinds of tricks are natural tricks. It can only grow if it is infused with real elements. When it grows, nectar is secreted in the heart and sprayed rice is grown in the grass bag.

The source followed the root system of the vine, moving its gaze, and found the dead roots at the corner of the wall in clumps, drumming together.

Alcohol bugs live on top of these dead roots, snoring and sleeping, and are already within reach.

Fangyuan walked over, first put the liquor bug in his arms, then squatted down, and opened the dead vine, and found a white bone skull wrapped inside.

“Finally found you, the wine maker.” Seeing here, his mouth smiled.

Just about to reach out and strip all the dead vines, right here!

“Do you want to try it?” A noise filled with killing machines suddenly rang behind the source.