Entomologist in Sichuan Tang Clan Chapter 308

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Has it been about a meal time?

In the corner of the empty lot where I was sitting, the delicious smell of grilled pork belly and burning meat was wafting in at the same time.

It was the scent coming from a pig burning with the poison of the incense.

Let’s look at the lantern. Perhaps because there was no wind, the lantern was emitting a steady light.

‘It’ll burn until morning, right? It’ll be a problem if it goes out in the middle. At the very least, it’ll burn until the guy loses his strength.’

The poison of the scent burns the body through the blood, and when the poison is injected into a living creature, it spreads quickly and causes a rapid burn, but when injected into a dead animal, it burns slowly with a constant firepower.

So, considering the experiment I did with the rats yesterday, the fire probably wouldn’t go out until morning.

Even a rat can run for three or four hours, so a pig would naturally run until morning.

No, it absolutely had to not turn off.

I haven’t had time to practice on any large animals besides rats, but I figured I’d try talking to them or something.

-Flap flap.

The sound of the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly flapping its wings was still ringing in my ears.

About thirty minutes had passed, but the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly was still spinning around the lantern.

That was the moment.

The guy who had been fluttering around the lantern finally clung to it.

‘Oh, are you going to rest?’

But as soon as the bird sat down on the lantern, its wings began to slowly fold and unfold before quickly flapping.

The poop spurts out as the guy flaps his wings rapidly.

Red fog dispersed around the lanterns.

I wanted to rest, but that didn’t mean giving up.

Insects, being cold-blooded, cannot maintain their body temperature, so they become less active on slightly cold days.

Butterflies can fly even on slightly cold days by vibrating their wings, which increases the metabolic rate in their thoracic muscles and warms up the wing muscles, allowing them to fly.

So, if the guy is warming up his wing muscles now, it means he’s going to fly with all his might.

It was a similar action to warming up a car engine.

-Flutter.

As expected, when the speed of the wings of the quickly flapping bird reached its peak, it kicked the lantern away and started shooting towards the village.

So, if we compare it to land, it would be like running and flying at full speed.

‘No way!? A spirit is a spirit!?’

A blood-flower-dreaming butterfly that kicks away the lanterns in the night sky and flies towards the village.

The guy’s body was quickly being sucked out of the lantern and towards the village.

For a moment, I thought I was being too funny about the spirit, but as it was flying towards the village, its body suddenly seemed to slowly rise, then it drew a large circle and began to turn around and curve towards the lantern.

A look at one of the fighter jet’s advanced maneuvers, the loop.

‘Well, that’s right.’

A feeling of comfort at the sight of the guy.

The guy drew a big circle and flew back to the lantern.

And that scene was repeated several times.

This is the appearance of trying to get away from the lantern again by running away.

After the initial approach, the guy stopped exactly three times before continuing to flap his wings again.

If the guy were a normal butterfly, he would have already given up and clung to the lantern or something, but he kept stopping every now and then and tried different things.

They would cling to the lantern, carefully check their surroundings, then flap their wings in the opposite direction or try to fly up into the sky above their heads instead of towards the village.

But it was a pointless effort.

It seemed as if it had flapped its wings hard to escape at least once, but soon after, it was flying around the lantern again.

He was aware in his head that he was flying strangely, but his body seemed unable to leave the lantern due to the light reflection.

-Food addict.

When I was holding the sleeping Hyang-i in my arms and stroking her hair.

A rustling sound can be heard.

When I turned my head, the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly was stuck to the lantern again.

I was so tired that I thought it was time to rest.

The guy’s antennae were trembling, and then his belly rose and fell greatly as if he was sighing.

‘Are you giving up?’

I thought I should talk to him since it seemed like he was about to give up, but then he jumped down from the lantern and onto the floor.

‘What!?’

And then, after trembling for a moment, he slowly took a step forward with one trembling leg.

The guy was starting to crawl on the floor!

It feels like you can’t fly away, so you have to crawl to get away.

‘Wow, I didn’t know you could do this?’

I never thought you would try to crawl away.

Since the backlight reflection only applies when flying, it would definitely be possible to get out of here.

I felt like I should go out and block the way, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

As he took each step, his body and antennae trembled, and it seemed like he shouldn’t go out now.

My sense of humor, which had grown stronger as I dealt with Hwa-eun and Seol, was telling me that if I left now, things wouldn’t turn out well.

It wasn’t like he was warming up his body, it was more like he was shaking with anger.

It seemed like he felt some kind of humiliation.

Of course, it would be humiliating for a butterfly flying in the sky to crawl on the ground.

But coincidentally, the guy was crawling towards me.

Perhaps because of the humiliation, he didn’t seem to notice that I was hiding in the grass at the corner of the vacant lot.

I stopped stroking Hyang-i’s hair and wondered what to do as the guy approached me, then decided to talk to him.

Because if we got too close, it would be awkward for each other.

No, but honestly, seeing you floating around like that, am I a little afraid of the aftereffects?

I quickly stepped out into the grass and spoke to the guy.

“Oh, hello?”

The guy was about five meters away from me, but when he heard my voice, he flinched and froze in place.

And at that moment, suddenly, the surrounding environment began to change.

-Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

The surrounding scenery changes with a strange sound.

At first it was a lake.

Suddenly, the area surrounding the Blood Flower Dream Cliff began to transform into a giant lake.

Beneath my feet, the center of a lake with rippling black water also became my home.

If you didn’t know that this was an illusion, you would probably be floundering.

‘This isn’t a joke?’

The picture quality was so clear that it felt like I was watching a 4D movie in a theater.

It was so vivid that even though the illusion was a bit blurred due to the lack of butterfly powder next to the grass, I felt like it was really a lake and touched it with my hand.

But as I didn’t respond, the surrounding area that had turned into a large lake soon turned into a mountain valley.

It then changed into a bamboo forest, a valley, and eventually a burning forest.

A large blazing flame rises and then engulfs me.

It felt really sizzling.

But when I didn’t react much, the people around me returned to their original state.

The surroundings quickly returned to their former appearance, and this time the guy’s appearance began to disappear as if he was blending in with the surroundings.

But I could tell that the guy wasn’t gone from that place.

The grass beneath his feet began to crunch a little and he started to move sideways instead of towards me.

“Excuse me, can I talk to you for a moment?”

I took a step forward as the guy moved and spoke to him.

Grass lying down without any answer.

“Can I talk to you for a moment?”

He pointed to the lantern and said, as the guy moved on without saying anything.

“Just tell me for a moment and I’ll turn it off, so just speak for a moment…”

That was the moment.

The guy’s body was revealed again, and he looked back and forth between me and the lantern.

Perhaps he hadn’t realized that I had turned on the lantern, but now that I’ve told him, he seems to have realized the truth.

The trembling antenna of the guy.

-Phew!

The surrounding human feces rose like mist.

The human feces of a guy who densely encroaches on the surrounding area.

The human excrement swirled around the angry man.

‘I didn’t think of that?’

Perhaps the human feces powder could be moved separately like this, other than for the purpose of showing illusions.

However, it wasn’t like the human feces had any physical powers like tearing the body apart or making the poison stronger.

However, the sky around him changed into a dark cloudy sky and then lightning struck down.

A body that flinches without making a sound.

A scene that makes me feel like I’m angry or something.

For a moment, that thought occurred to me.

Is this a big deal?

As expected.

The guy jumped up and pounced on me.

***

The guy who jumped up and climbed on top of me.

The moment the guy put his antennae to my forehead, I found myself in some strange forest.

‘Is this a dream?’

At first, I thought it was an illusion.

But in that case, there should have been Hwa-eun and other children, but there weren’t.

I tried talking to myself, but I couldn’t have a conversation at all.

It felt a bit dreamy and different from what I had imagined.

‘Really? Is this a dream? Is this really a butterfly dream!?’

Come to think of it, in the Tang family’s Cheonhadokmulbirok, it was written that the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly showed dreams.

At first I thought the guy’s ability to project illusions was just misreported, but it seems he can actually project dreams.

When you are surprised to learn that this is a dream that a butterfly is showing you.

The vision became blurry and a woman appeared.

The woman who appeared in front of him was a woman dressed in gorgeous red. She was an older sister who was wearing clothes that were even redder than Hwa-eun, who liked to wear red, in other words, a color as dark as blood.

The hair and eyebrows appeared to be black, but had a reddish tint to them.

She was wearing very flashy, see-through clothes that looked like those worn by empresses in historical dramas. She had a very strong impression and a dangerous, almost dangerous charm.

‘Oh my.’

But my sister’s thick, dark red eyebrows were furrowed.

“Oh, hello?”

The atmosphere was so oppressive that I found myself speaking formally without realizing it, but then a lantern appeared next to her, flickering.

A woman pointing at it and tapping her foot.

I nodded because it seemed like he was asking if I had done that.

“Yes, I did.”

Then the woman approached briskly, pointed at the lantern, and made an angry expression.

He clenched both hands and pointed at me, then pointed at the lantern again.

It was probably a threat to clean up right away, but since it was a dream, it seemed like he couldn’t do anything directly.

First, I said this to calm down the Blood Flower Dream.

“Please calm down. I didn’t mean anything bad. I was just worried.”

“?”

A woman who tilts her head at the word worry after being angry.

He began to explain in earnest.

“It’s nothing more than putting people to sleep and sucking their blood. If you do this, many people will flock to you because you’re hurting them… What should I call you? Anyway, you can get through to them.”

Then, butterfly wings appear behind the woman’s back.

A woman with a fairy-like appearance flapped her wings.

I guess he was saying that it was okay since he had wings, but I shook my head and said,

“Among the martial artists, there are those who are good at archery and those who are masters of martial arts, so it must be that difficult?”

The woman tilted her head at my words, then came over and placed her hand on my forehead.

Then, some of my memories began to flash and appear next to the woman.

It’s the scene of Gungbong shooting an arrow at a deer from afar and the scene of the martial artists flying in the sky.

After seeing a few scenes, Hyeolhwamongwanjeop opened his eyes wide and made a slightly surprised expression.

Then he sighed and pointed to one side with his shoulders slightly slumped.

On that side, the scene from my memory had already disappeared and the appearance of a valley in the mountains was revealed.

I guess I get it, so I feel like I should go back.

The scene illuminated by lanterns soon disappeared.

It probably means that if the lantern is put away, he will return to the mountain.

As the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly turned around and tried to disappear, I quickly asked the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly.

“Well… If you’re bored, do you want to go together, sis?”

Blood Flower Dream Butterfly takes a step forward, becomes blurry, and stops when I ask if she wants to go with me.

As Hyeolhwamongwanjeop turned his head, I explained that there were other children in our house and that I could give blood if they wanted.

Then, the blood flower dream butterfly came and touched my forehead again.

As the children’s appearances appeared one after another, Hyeolhwamongwanjeop looked slightly surprised.

Then, it quickly turned to a man with a muscular appearance, and then to my own appearance, which seemed smaller than my actual size.

And then there was the appearance of bright red blood, which seemed to be asking if perhaps I was too small to give blood.

When I think about what the Blood Flower Dream Butterfly said, the men who sucked blood were healthy men.

It seemed that he had chosen people who could eat without serious harm to their lives.

“There are a lot of strong people at my house.”

When I told him that there are many strong people at my house, he showed curiosity.

As expected, rice was the best for seduction.

Food in the wild means survival.

It is no exaggeration to say that the life of wild animals begins and ends with finding food.

When I searched my memories and found Gyu Seong-hyeong of Pengga, Hyeolhwamongwanjeop was very happy, but when I told him that he was not one of our family, he seemed a little disappointed.

However, soon after, Hyeolhwamongwanjeop realized that there were many strong men in the party and nodded.

What you see in the back is the Tang family’s Gujinmun.

He probably meant to go together.

He answered with a smile.

“Welcome, Sister. But what should I name you? Oh, right, since we have Cheongwol at home. Sister, you should be Jeokwol.”

At my words, Hyeolhwamongwanjeop quickly nodded his head, and my vision became blurry.

When I opened my eyes, the dawn was breaking and the sound of roosters crowing began to spread through the village.

Perhaps now everyone was waking up from their slumber of blood and dreams.