That scene is terrible, but the good people end up turning into humanoid moss, even if they are shot with a gun, the moss splashes up and falls on whoever skin will be infected, if the previous bat Qian Miaoyin can still look at it calmly, then this moss ...... It's disgusting......

"In other words, as long as it doesn't come into contact with the skin, it's fine, right?" Mo Zihang grasped the point of his words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qian Miaoyin thought about it carefully, and finally nodded, "Yes." ”

Thanks to the conservative ascetic style of the military uniform and police uniform, the head and hands were tightly wrapped as soon as the coat was taken off, and the three of them walked forward cautiously, taking their feet lightly, trying not to splash the moss. The three of them were like thieves stealing other people's copy raiders, and they walked smoothly and unharmed through the place where others had probed out with their lives.

The tomb robbery gang broke five more people, and finally used muskets to get rid of those terrible moss monsters, and the three of them came to the narrow place where the incident occurred, those corpses exuded a strange mixed smell of meat and grass, Qian Miaoyin couldn't help but retch, Mo Zihang reached out to stop Qian Miaoyin in his arms, clasped her head and pressed it on her chest, Qian Miaoyin was caught off guard and smelled a scorching man's fragrance, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

When Qian Miaoyin reacted, anger flashed in his heart, and he reached out to push Mo Zihang, Mo Zihang's other hand wrapped around Qian Miaoyin's shoulder, clasped it tightly on his chest, and strode forward.

Jiang Xuanheng looked back at the two of them, his brows furrowed slightly, he wanted to step forward to rescue Qian Miaoyin, but he met the sharp gaze that Mo Zihang had seen, that gaze was like a wolf guarding food, cold, fierce, and dangerous to make people tremble. Jiang Xuanheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the two had already walked away. He could only frown and chase forward.

Jiang Xuanheng has no love for Qian Miaoyin, but because of Qian Miaoyin's ability and her father's special attention to her, Qian Miaoyin is more like a partner he likes in Jiang Xuanheng's heart. A good partner should be cultivated from a young age, because he plans to fight side by side in the future, so he is as strict with Qian Miaoyin as he is with himself. Qian Miaoyin is ambiguous between the two men, which is completely unacceptable in the heart of the upright and old-fashioned Jiang Xuanheng, and it is normal to want to correct it if it is not pleasing to the eye.

But it was obvious that Mo Zihang didn't want to give him this opportunity, and now was not the time to talk about it.

The three of them walked for a long time, and if they weren't highly focused, they might all be drowsy because of the same scenery. "Wait a minute!" Qian Miaoyin called out to Mo Zihang again, "It's time to the altar!"

The tomb robber gang finally arrived at the altar after a thousand difficulties and dangers, a circular cave, appeared at the exit of the narrow passage, the four walls of this cave are smooth, three zhang high, it is obviously not naturally formed, there are not only traces of excavation on it, but also a large number of strange murals, although the cave is damp, but the murals are very well preserved.

The archaeological team members muttered in front of the mural like a demon, under normal circumstances, the murals in the tomb are generally to record the life of the tomb owner, but here is not, the huge cave wall is carved with dense and terrifying portraits, each glaring at their eyes, grinning teeth, the eyes of those portraits are extraordinarily large, only the whites of the eyes have no pupils, and they look very weird.

"Is this life? I've never seen a tomb mural like this!" said a young female archaeologist in surprise.

"I don't know, I don't know!" the old doctor breathed heavily, "Looking at the style of this altar, it seems to be a tomb in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but this is a mural form that has never been seen before...... Oh my God, oh my God, what did we find!"

"Maybe it's a form of witch sacrifice that has never been recorded, maybe it's a blessing, maybe it's ...... Crackdown!" said a middle-aged archaeologist with glasses. This is a very bold guess, the witch sacrifices in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were all sacrificed to the ancestors, in their concept ghosts are not evil, they are the ancestors who have passed away, and the sacrifice of ghosts is also to let the ancestors bless the prosperity of the family and bless the wind and rain.

But if it weren't for the suppression, what would these monsters with swords, guns, swords, and halberds do? They were all front-leading, and the tips of their weapons were facing the altar in the center. A group of people studied in front of the mural for a long time, but did not come up with anything, and finally set their eyes on the bare altar. Perhaps the altar can explain all this.

Several archaeologists brushed first to the altar, the altar is a diameter of three zhang, half a meter high round platform, the round platform is engraved with messy runes, these runes are a bit like words, but several archaeologists have never seen such ancient texts, observed for a long time, did not find any information to confirm who the owner of the tomb is, there is no way to say that it has not been found, maybe these murals and runes explain the problem, but everyone does not know it.

In desperation, everyone climbed up to the altar again, the runes on it were the same as the surroundings, but they were more complicated, bigger, some of them were pressed and intertwined, it looked like it was not dizzy, it was really dizzy, several archaeologists couldn't help but close their eyes and open them again, they didn't react, and shook their heads violently, and then ...... There is no then.

The American was a middle-aged man, he had been well protected, so many people had died and still remained unharmed, he watched a few archaeologists squatting there with their heads bowed, motionless and changing the sky, and couldn't help but give a look to people to see what was wrong.

A big man with a gun cautiously went up to the altar, afraid that something like moss would happen again, and slapped the outermost archaeological team members with a gun, "Bang!" A balloon burst with a muffled sound, and a good person exploded into a blood mist, and the blood mist quickly dispersed, and everything he touched exploded like him, even the big man who had just gone to the altar was not spared, and after a while, the blood mist grew.

"No! run!" exclaimed one man. But where to run, those archaeological teams saw the altar and followed the demons, and they all went up, and now the whole army is wiped out, and there is no one left.

The Yankees then looked at a short, shriveled old man, "Where are you going?"

"I'll just say that the group of archaeological teams knows how to drag their feet!" said and spit on the ground, "Southwest Dry Position!" Saying that, everyone hurriedly ran over there, but the blood mist spread too fast, and the last person who ran was caught up and exploded, and the strong man in front of him who was one meter nine followed in his footsteps, but fortunately, the strong man was big and blocked the people in front, and when he exploded, this group of people had already run away.

Qian Miaoyin looked at this scene with a pale face, and even lightened her breathing, and after a long time of silence, the spreading blood mist slowly retracted back into the altar as if it was alive, and finally squirmed and disappeared into the altar.