Right in front of Hao Lang's eyes, a corpse turned into a white skeleton in an instant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's kind of fate that we can meet in such a strange place. Seeing that you must be older than me at this age, I can't let you just throw a corpse into the wilderness, so I will take it upon myself to collect a corpse for you. ”

Hao Lang was extremely curious about who this corpse was? I wonder why he's in this place? More curious about what he has to do with this mysterious cave? Not only here, but also the space under the Xuannu's house, does it have something to do with him?

There are too many unknowns, but as the corpse drifts away, the unknowns seem to become difficult to answer. In the end, Xu is familiar face just now made Hao Lang a little awkward, so he decided to help collect the corpse.

This place is too hot, Hao Lang's coat has already been taken off, and one is clutched in his hand. He carefully laid his coat flat on the ground, then moved the corpse more carefully into his clothes, and finally wrapped it discreetly, tightly wrapping it.

The ground and walls around it are so hard that it looks like a large piece of granite that cannot be dug at all. Not to mention bare hands, Hao Lang estimated that even if he used a machine to dig, he might not be able to dig up the stones here.

The stone can't be dug up, and the corpse naturally can't be buried, so in the end, Hao Lang just put the clothes wrapped in the corpse in the position where the corpse was sitting just now, and then bowed three times.

This uncle is a person from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, according to his age, even if Hao Lang and his grandfather come over, it is the life of a junior. So Hao Lang was willing to bow these three times, and he weirdly felt that he seemed to have taken advantage of it......

After placing the corpse, Hao Lang turned around and continued his actions, that is, at this moment, Hao Lang suddenly realized that the cave he was in might be the grave that this corpse had specially chosen for himself before his death.

After all, it is such a deep place, and his corpse is still sitting here, I am afraid that the idea of only a place of bones is more reliable. If Hao Lang hadn't happened to discover this place, it is estimated that in millions of years, this person's body might not have been found.

This explains why his bones do not rot, and it is not a matter of course that a person who can hide his graveyard under the lava has a little magic after death.

"Dare to love yourself, this is running from someone's grave!" This idea made Hao Lang a little embarrassed and a little awkward, and he couldn't help but turn his head, but it was this time that Hao Lang suddenly found something new.

It was a faint light, a flash of light, right next to the clothes that wrapped the corpse. Judging by the location, it should be the place where his palm was when the corpse was sitting upright in front of him.

You can't fall in the same place twice, this time Hao Lang is very sure that what he sees is not an illusion. Turning around, he walked towards the location of the bright light just now, and when he got closer, he half-crouched down, his eyes searching carefully.

Ten seconds later, Hao Lang found something strange. It was a very small stick, the size of a buttoned ear spoon, and the stick was black, blending in perfectly with its surroundings, and it was very difficult to spot it in such dim conditions.

The material of the stick is not visible, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, in the shape of a mallet, with a pattern similar to wood grain, but it is certain that this thing is not wood, but a bit like the specially forged steel.

In fact, Hao Lang didn't find this mallet at first, and he found nothing after looking for a long time. It wasn't until suddenly, it flashed again, emitting a very faint light, that Hao Lang locked his eyes on it.

"What's that? This uncle's ear button? Hao Lang originally thought it was a little bit of a treasure, but he didn't expect to find such a thing in the end, Hao Lang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, thinking that this uncle deliberately went to the tomb with a buckle ear spoon, and he would live a special life.

Looking at this small mallet carefully, Hao Lang didn't dare to touch it easily, not knowing if there would be any danger. I watched it like this for a while, during which the small mallet emitted several bright lights intermittently, each time it was a flash, if it weren't for Hao Lang's eye thief, it would be really difficult to find it.

After waiting for such a long time, Hao Lang didn't feel any threat from this thing, so he was probably relieved. He reached out and reached over to pick up the gadget.

However, the moment Hao Lang's fingers touched this small mallet, a change that caught him off guard appeared......

ps: I went out to do something, but I came back late, and the number of words in this chapter is a bit small.