The cluster of ghost fire disappeared immediately.

Ye Liuxi was startled: "Did you shoot it...it burn?"

After all, it also contains the word "fire".

Changdong looked down at his hand: "It's not a ghost fire."

To put it bluntly, ghost fire is phosphorus fire, and its mass is very light, so the older generation said that when encountering ghost fire, don’t talk or walk, because the slightest air flow will “suck” the ghost fire.

"What is that?"

"A little bit like... a little bite."

It is a kind of mosquito in Lop Nur. It is common in summer. It is very small in size and its wings are less than a millimeter wide. In the past, the scientific expedition teams were most annoyed by this thing. Once they encountered it, groups of small bites surrounded people's ears, nostrils, and faces were biting randomly. A buzzing like black fog. It would be useless to apply mosquito-proof oil.

But it's almost winter now, and I've never heard of Xiaoji emitting ghostly fire.

The ghost fire appeared again, drifting further and further towards Sima Dao, gradually becoming diluted smoke.

Changdong suddenly had an idea.
Chapter completed!