Chapter 39: Put on a mask and cocoon

　　Walking into the house, Lu Zhengkang immediately noticed the change.
　　 there is a small bed.
　　 There are thick red velvet blankets on the bed, and a smooth and shiny insect egg.
　　 "This is? Are you and Paya's child?"
Nati nodded reservedly, "Yes, my main task now is to look at this egg. Paya told me to stare carefully and not let me sleep. I was so sleepy just now that I couldn't help but fell asleep on the ground. "He can't suppress the happy mood, his tone is very gentle and happy," Oh, you don't know, the ground is very cold, if it weren't for you, Paya wakes me up, I don't know when I will sleep. Too!"
　　Nati said this and was also observing Lu Zhengkang's emotions. Seeing him nodding his head, his heart was more happy, but he also stopped in time the urge to continue dumping his parents and began to care about Lu Zhengkang's experience.
　　 They sat on the edge of the bed and talked freely under the faint light as usual.
　　 The larva of the Weaver summoned by the amulet was very honest and dutifully curled up beside the bed, and began to take a nap.
　　 Lu Zhengkang is not in a hurry to take out the mask, while patiently narrating his journey, while waiting for Paya.
　　 Lu Zhengkang, who is not outstanding in oral expression, said his splendid adventures dryly, and there is no extra vanity in his heart. In his abridged version of the story, he played an unremarkable wanderer and talked happily with other kind-hearted bugs. Everyone was very friendly, and there was basically no struggle. Of course, the unfriendly ones were deer. Cleaned up, and he was fighting every step.
　　 But I can’t tell my family.
"Yes, it's raining all the time in the city of tears. Paya should know... The Queen's Garden is very beautiful, the old queen is amazing, very kind, and gave us a gift... The edge of the kingdom is beautiful, it is snowing, and yet Floating feathers... It’s very comfortable to ride on stag worms... Mantis Village is very hospitable, and the leader is very capable..."
　　 Paya entered the house, sat on the small bed, and gently touched the clean eggs with one hand, looked up at the two long-lost males, listening to Lu Zhengkang's long words and Nati's exclamation.
　　 Lu Zhengkang ends the story as soon as possible, "...The mask maker is very good, he made a good thing from the old queen's gift, I will show you."
　　 He took out the three masks from his pocket, gave the three-hole mask to Paya, the four-hole mask to Nati, and the porous mask on hand.
"This is what I said, the way to fight infection!" Lu Zhengkang said in a serious tone, "I am not sure what will change when wearing it. I will wear it first. You see the situation. If I am safe and conscious, you will wear it again. mask!"
Nati has been very relaxed, but when he heard these words, his emotions became a little agitated. He vaguely noticed the crisis information revealed in and out of Lu Zhengkang's words. He was even more frightened. He even jumped up, "Isn't it a gift? Why is there still danger? No! Don’t take risks, such a dangerous thing, or we don’t use it!"
　　Paya quickly drank him, "Nati! Be quiet!"
Nati sounded like he had been splashed with cold water, and he really calmed down. He paced around the bed with his mouth in a circle, stopped after four or five laps, and said to Lu Zhengkang very seriously: "This way, I will first Try it on... No, listen to me, you are young, you have not found a female, you have no children, I have all of these, little guy, logically speaking, I can face death at any time. Old bug, you can't let a child like you gamble on his life!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang only retorted heavily, "Guarding you is my path to glory."
　　Nati finally pretended to be a strong shell and was shattered by a single sentence, and he fell into an extremely deep feeling and depression. However, he was optimistic by nature, and he was refreshed after only a while. This time, he didn't have the courage to continue to persuade, so he had to turn his attention to Paya.
　　Paya was a little distracted, stroking the eggs in her hand, she was speaking.
　　 No one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was still harmonious, and the peaceful hut fell into a panic silence.
"Little guy, you have always been a very thoughtful bug. We all understand that we can't stop you and become an obstacle to your advancement, and we all believe in you. I can only wish you safe and sound." She finished. , Let out a long breath, as if relieved.
　　Nati pointed to Paya and shouted: "You will always choose to support him! You don't know if he has an accident, I..."
　　 He couldn't go on, like a bullet jammed before it came out.
　　 Lu Zhengkang stepped forward and patted Natty on the back, "I know, I know..."
　　 Nati turned to face Lu Zhengkang, raised his head slightly, his eyes intertwined, Lu Zhengkang saw some flashing light in his eyes. UU reading www.uukānshu.com Nati whispered, "Oh, little guy, even if there is a possibility of one in ten thousand, I want to take care of this for you!"
　　 "No, this is another battle on my road. It is foreseeable that I will be fine."
　　Lu Zhengkang hugged Huonati again, nodded to Paya, and then sat on the bed, gently pressing the mask on his face.
The white silk thread gushes out like a tide, flying and swaying, covering Lu Zhengkang's body. The sleeping young weavers are awakened. They jump up and merge into the sky silk thread, looking like water dripping into a pond, but the truth is It is the skilled textile master who ran into the material. They were busy in the silk thread ball, and the silk thread became neat and orderly visible to the naked eye, layering on top of Lu Zhengkang.
　　 Lu Zhengkang's eyes fell into darkness, and his heart was extremely calm.
　　 From an ordinary bug to a container, this is a huge leap in the level of life.
　　The process will never be smooth sailing, and it is bound to be full of risks. Anything can happen. What Lu Zhengkang has to do is to try to survive.
　　 He felt that he was tightly bound, and then the cocoon that wrapped him was lifted up and hung in a high place.
　　 But these are no longer worthy of Lu Zhengkang's consideration.
　　 The white mist-like liquid dripped from the eyeholes of the mask, filling the cramped space inside the cocoon.
　　 Lu Zhengkang felt that he was being melted, a little bit, the carapace, eyeballs, internal organs, and brain.
　　 He turned into a misty liquid.
　　 Lost the basis for thinking, Lu Zhengkang's consciousness also began to blur.
　　 faintly, in the deep darkness of loss of eyesight.
　　 A little golden light shines in all directions.
　　 The dream world is like a train, swiftly hitting him, slammed into it, calling him out of his mind.