The fat man looked down and almost lost his soul. This thing is actually a headless corpse.

"Mom!" the fat man shouted again, and ran away.

At this time, Mo Feifei also heard movement. Subconsciously stopped and turned his head to look. It didn't matter, he actually recognized who this headless corpse was.

In addition to the corpse's clothes and shoes, the most important proof of his identity was the other fan around his waist.

This person is actually Mr. Iron Fan.

Mo Feifei gasped, he originally thought that this Mr. Iron Fan, since he had been to this place six or seven times, should be familiar with this place.

Unexpectedly, even he was poisoned.

Mo Feifei exhaled a cloudy breath, and when he looked up, there was a huge thief hole above their heads, and the corpses had fallen from it.

Mo Feifei looked up and didn't move for a long time, then he set his eyes on the corpse on the ground.

He took a picture of the lamp, then patted the panicked fat man on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, fat man, this is Mr. Iron Fan, he may have a map on him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man suddenly felt like an initiation, and he felt like he had seen the blue sky through the clouds. Isn't this corpse Mr. Iron Fan's. Unexpectedly, this old bastard left himself behind, and he didn't do well, he really deserved it.

The fat man turned from fear to anger, walked to Mr. Iron Fan, spat on it, and scolded: "Good death, good death, see you still treat us as fools." ”

At the same time, the fat man also thought about Mo Feifei's words and felt that it made sense.

yes, if Mr. Iron Fan has been here several times. To be on the safe side, it was impossible for him not to draw a map. Just remembering with your brain is not safe.

Then again, they also know it's just speculation.

In case, this Mr. Iron Fan is really so awesome in his memory, then they haven't withdrawn.

Either way, there is a silver lining.

The fat man wanted to give the old man a hand, and searched the old man's body. hesitated in front of the corpse for a long time, but after all, he didn't dare to start. Mo Feifei glanced at him and asked, "Fatty, what are you doing?"

The fat man scratched his head angrily: "Brother Fan, it's better for you to come, I really can't do it." ”

Mo Feifei didn't want him to come, and muttered: "Then you just flash to the side, don't get in the way." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down to Mr. Iron Fan's corpse and groped up and down. When the fat man saw this headless corpse, his stomach churned, and in the end, he couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help retching loudly next to him.

Mo Feifei had seen too many scenes like this on the battlefield, so he didn't think there was anything. He calmed down and got to work.

Don't really say it, God is not thin on them.

In Mr. Iron Fan, a total of two valuable things were found.

The first is the palm-sized piece of purple jade that Mr. Iron Fan got from the three-eyed female corpse.

The second is a soft notepad. The notepad was rolled into a stick, and judging by the wear and tear of the paper on the outside, it must have taken a long time.

Mo Feifei unfolded the notebook, and when he opened it, he saw a sketch.

The sketches weren't too pretty, and they looked like they were drawn in a hurry. Although it is not too realistic, from the outline, it can basically be judged that this is the female corpse.

Below the female corpse, there are three major words written "Midge Girl".

Mo Feifei knows that "midge" refers to a kind of mosquito. "Bug" refers to a type of soft beetle from ancient times. But when these two words are connected, he doesn't know what they mean.

It is not surprising that since entering this tomb, what has appeared has been far beyond his cognition.

If nothing else, let's just say that those three-eyed male corpses have been in the coffin for so many years, what do they rely on to grow so big.

If it was that big, how did they survive for so many years?

Mo Feifei flipped back a few more pages, and suddenly a pattern appeared again in front of him.

This pattern is exactly the same as the purple jade in his hand.

On the back pages of the pattern, there is a dense text that is messy and disorganized.

Mo Feifei extracted a few useful words from the passage and came up with the following useful information.

The first piece of information is that this thing is called "Tongtian Treasure". Legend has it that it can connect the heavens and the underworld, so that the heavenly soldiers and the yin soldiers and the yin generals can give orders. The fat man read the "Notes on Tomb Robbery" by the third uncle of the Southern School, and remembered that there was a "ghost seal" legend in it that could borrow Yin soldiers from the underworld. This "Tongtian Treasure" is obviously much more awesome than that "Ghost Seal".

The second piece of information, this tomb is indeed not a tomb of the Qianlong period. He was a prince surnamed Qi and a prince with a name during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. One day, he suddenly received a "decree from heaven" to build a large-scale underground palace.

Halfway through the construction of the dungeon, he fell ill and died. Later, his son, who was also a small prince, named Qi Sunliu, inherited his father's business and repaired for a full fifteen years before finally completing the construction of this underground palace. On the day the underground palace was built, Qi Sunliu ordered the slaughter of nearly 10,000 migrant workers who participated in the construction of the underground palace. Then, he also entered the underground palace and never came out again.

As for the others, because the time was too rushed, Mo Feifei did not collect more useful clues.

At this time, there was a sudden "clucking" rooster crow in the robbery hole above their heads. The rooster crows were louder and sharper than before. Thinking of those monsters before, as well as this Mr. Iron Fan who had been bitten off by something, Mo Feifei and the fat man felt a burst of scalp again.

Mo Feifei is not a money-hungry person. However, this piece of purple jade may be the key to solving many mysteries, and it is a pity to abandon it like this. He thought for a moment, slipped the palm-sized piece of jade into his trouser pocket, and then rolled the notebook and put it in the pocket of his clothes.

This time, it was the turn of the fat man to pull Mo extraordinary, only to hear him shout vigorously: "Brother Fan, run, those bastards are going to treat us as supper." ”

In such a terrifying and tense situation, it is much stronger for two people to support each other than for one person to fight alone. At the very least, you can take a moment to address the fear in your heart.

The two of them ran wildly in the corridor again like headless flies. It's a good thing they didn't hit any traps (or because they've been so old that they've failed), otherwise, they don't know how many times they'd been dead.

I don't know how long they ran, but suddenly a bright light appeared in front of them.

Is it an export?

The fat man roared loudly, then spread out and ran forward.

However, Mo Feifei suddenly pulled the fat man and said in a low voice, "Fat man, something is wrong. ”

The fat man stopped and said curiously, "What's wrong, that's the exit, Brother Fan." ”

Mo Feifei lowered his face and asked rhetorically, "We came down at six o'clock in the evening, and we will stay here for an hour or two at most." It stands to reason that it was eight o'clock in the evening. At eight o'clock in the evening, have you ever seen such a large moonlight?"

The fat man seemed to realize something, raised his heavy arm, and then rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch.

Seven twenty-nine o'clock!

So what kind of light is this?

The fat man felt it again, a cool breeze was blowing all over his body, and there was a lot more cold sweat than just now.