Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 27 The Taste Trap

He glanced at the waterfowl embroidered on it, then handed it to the Taoist who was crying at the dead body.

"Senior, if you have anything to say, go out and talk, don't delay here."

"I'm ashamed, I can't forgive myself, don't persuade me."

As expected, Jing Nian did not persuade him, but squeezed the handkerchief into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and forcibly stopped crying.

"Brotherhood is deep, it's good to go down and reunite."

He is now empty-handed, without any weapons, and his cultivation level is not high, but the opponent still shudders unconsciously, and everything that happened just now is vivid in his mind.

But Jing Nian patted him on the shoulder again, and said in a warm voice: "The meaning of this junior is that if senior's senior has knowledge, he would not want to see you immersed in grief."

After the turmoil, no one cried, and everyone began to work hard to transport the corpses out.

I also sniffed and couldn't cry at all.

It's a pity that Brother Yu's handkerchief fell to the ground, and the satin surface became dirty.

But he didn't have time to take care of these, what Jing Nian did had a strong impact on his cognition, and he looked out of his mind.

I was thinking about what to say to comfort me, when a new variable appeared again—another accident happened to someone.

It was the disciple who knelt in front of the corpse and cried out just now.

It can be described as a wave of unsettled waves.

His face was pale, his mouth was wide open, like a fish landing on the shore, he couldn't move, his fingers were tightly clutching the front of his chest, trying to tear it apart, but his meridians seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't use any strength. superior.

The fellow disciples quickly helped him take off his clothes.

shocking.

Just now I couldn't see why, but now I found that under the clothes, a large purple pattern clings to the skin and grows wantonly. It is wild and strange, and it feels hot to the touch.

But it stopped at the boundaries of the wrist and neck, showing a picture of incomplete human skin.

So were the corpses.

I couldn't decipher these patterns, and was about to ask other people, Qin Yuyu recovered from his depression, and said: "This is a common character in the Demon Realm! Everyone hold your breath immediately!"

"There's one more enchanted man... When will it be big..." The Taoists were on the verge of collapse, and became panic-stricken, and all trees were in danger. "I know that he has a demon in his heart. The person who asked us to give up our senior brother just now is him..."

I also want to ask, why do we hold our breath when we see things with our eyes.But before I could speak, Jing Nian's palm had already covered my mouth and nose.

The calluses on his tiger's mouth are thinner, and his skin color is more radiant, and he can clearly see blood stains hidden in the ends of the twigs where the palm lines start, which is caused by too much force when he sharpened the sword just now.

Just like the first cold winter, dead hares leave red plums in the snow.

I didn't like red then, and I hate red even more now.

To no avail, I decided to follow the example of No. 2, taking a bite to let him go, but Jing Nian detected my intention in advance, and quickly pinched my jaw, while the boneless tip of the tongue was too slow to react and grazed his hand.

The red plums were licked and smudged, leaving only the traces of beauty.

The flowers are withered, but the spring mud is still on the bionic taste buds, and the fishy sweetness does not disperse.

He let go, and I pulled away from him almost at the same time.

Bad, now Jing Nian is even more convinced that I like his hands.

Isn't it like a dog licking a bone?

Fortunately, he didn't say any more stupid words, and just repeated a sentence: "Hold your breath and concentrate, there is something wrong with the smell of the corpse."

I obediently shut down my breathing system.

The smell also disappeared.

"It's unmistakable, it's Nocturne Fragrance." Qin Shuyu said.

My thesaurus also rarely matched the results.

Nightshade, the ancient name of mint, is named for its calming effect.

The taste is indeed somewhat similar to mint, but only similar.

Extremely loose nomenclature, I thought.

Qin Yu continued: "Yexi is a plague that spread from the Demon Realm in ancient times. According to historical records, it appeared several times, all after the Great Famine."

My guess is correct, Xu Jin's main symptom is also hunger.

Someone asked: "Is there any cure for this epidemic?"

Qin Yu shook his head, "Once the plague of the Demon Realm enters the world, it is a natural disaster that is rare in a thousand years. The sick can only survive by eating blood and flesh. Every time Nocturnal Fragrance appears, there are corpses everywhere, and blood flows into rivers. Because of the demonic The survivors are not afraid of pain, only a sword of leaving the soul can stop them, after death, the corpse exudes a strange fragrance, which is called nightshade."

He took a deep breath, and said: "This is the origin of the name Yetiaojian, we can't save them."

Breathing and crying, it turned out that all the coincidences were doomed long ago.

But if this is the case, it is not a coincidence.

Instead - enter the game.

The authorities cannot know where the boundaries of the Bureau are.

I raised my head subconsciously, and saw that the crescent moon had risen very high in the sky, and I could vaguely discern the position of the Taibai star.

As the sky dimmed, the crimson-purple pattern on the enchanted person's body became darker, almost black ink.

Seeing that these undeciphered demon characters were about to be fainted, I felt it was a pity, so I took a sample on his skin while no one was paying attention.

Unexpectedly, some data of "Nocturnal Fragrance" were actually tested.

【Molecular Weight: 84.93】

【Elements: Carbon, Hydrogen, Chlorine】

【Atomic ratio: 1:2:2】

[Polar covalent bonds exist at the overlap of carbon-hydrogen/carbon-chlorine atomic orbitals]

[Structural model: asymmetric tetrahedron]

……

[Confirm that the residue part is: dichloromethane]

This is the nomenclature I am familiar with.

Although the rest of the components are still unknown, it is enough to show that this "Night Breath", and even the plague named "Night Rest", are likely to be foreign objects like me.

It does not belong to this comprehension continent.

But according to historical records, Yexi has already appeared in this world, who brought it?

For the first time in this strange world, I got a reasonable result, not only did not feel at ease, but fell into doubt.

Could it be something wrong with my system?

But regardless of data analysis, as far as the naked eye can see, it also conforms to most of the results.

Dichloromethane, a colorless transparent liquid with an aromatic odor, is highly volatile and permeable.Corresponds to the sweet aroma emitted by corpses.

In vitro toxicity is weak, inhalation in the body will decompose highly toxic phosgene, damage the central nervous system and respiratory system, reaching a certain concentration will cause people to lose consciousness and even die.Therefore, only the disciple crying near the corpse was poisoned and fell down, his nerves were paralyzed and he was unable to move, which caused the illusion that the meridians were sealed and sealed.

As for those purple lines, it is also because it is volatile, and it is not a serious problem if it directly touches the skin, but after it penetrates into the clothes, the volatilization is blocked, resulting in a large area of ​​burns.

But, why are the burn marks so regular that they even form words?

This is the unexplainable part.

After all, night breath is just the "fruit" brought about by night breath, and the "cause" is why the contestants fell into demons and became violent and bloodthirsty.

Night rest, what exactly is it?

Finding the cause by sticking to the fruit is a kind of logical deduction, which violates the setting, so I am deeply confused.

Somewhere, it seems that a key clue has been missed.

The author says:

In order to serve the plot, the toxicity of dichloromethane is exaggerated, and the above effects can only be achieved by direct injection.