C546 Drawing the Red Snake away

Yuh Wenming mashed the Black Insects into mud and sprinkled it on the sour fruits that Zhang Xinyue and her cousin had just picked.

This way, the sour fruits would emit the smell of the Black Insects.

After making all the necessary preparations, he turned around and looked at Zhang Xinyue and his cousin.

His face revealed an incomparably solemn expression, and his voice echoed in the air