Yingxing, with gloves and a handful of powder, went out. The insects seemed to have met Kexing. They were no longer as powerful as before. But the puppet people who climbed out of the houses roared and were afraid. Otherwise, the village was small and had hundreds of people, but they were only ten.

if the time is too long for them, it's very bad. And the powder can't stand the dilution of the rain. But those puppets and insects are not afraid of the rain. Now they have taken all the time and land.

"ask your master to come out. What can your insects and puppets do for us?"...