"Daoist, don't be in a hurry, let me look slowly, I will definitely find the ancient book you wanted. If you think that I am already a dying person, you saved me, and my life is yours, do you think I still need to lie to you? This ancient book is yours, and it's useless for me to come, I just ask you to let me live. The thief pleaded.

"Of course there's no problem with you, but only if you help me find that ancient book, otherwise you should know what I'm going to do, right?" Wuwei Taoist threatened.

"Understood, understood." The thief nodded, didn't dare to say more, and consciously desperately rummaged through the grave, no matter what taboo thing was to find the ancient book he buried.

But after looking around, I still didn't find the ancient book that the thief Lao Si hid before, which made him anxious, and looked at the Wuwei Taoist to see his face becoming more and more ugly, and the thief Lao Si knew that if he couldn't find it, his life would be lost.

He continued to look desperately, and suddenly felt a chill in his spine, and slowly looked back, only to see that the Wuwei Daoist couldn't bear to take the sword and pointed behind him and said coldly: "You deliberately tricked me, didn't you?" Lao Tzu doesn't have so much time to spend all of it with you here, I'll count to ten, if you can't find the ancient book again, I'm really going to kill you, think about it yourself, whether to confess to me leniently or resist strictly. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll be able to find it soon."

"One, two......"

"Count slowly, Daoist, this mass grave has just rained, and I can't even make out what it looked like myself, but I'm sure the book is hidden in this area. I remember marking it here, and there were three branches inserted, and although the branches have been washed down now, the branches are left here, so there should be no mistake. Saying that, the thief didn't care about digging the mud and picking out the stones with his bare hands, and all the hands were injured, so he desperately searched for them in the grave.

"Eight, Nine......"

"Found it!"

"Ten!"

"Dao Chief, you! I said, I will definitely find it, why do you still kill me, you don't believe it......" The fourth thief picked up the ancient book that still faintly shone in the mass grave in the middle of the night, and looked at the Wuwei Taoist with disbelief and resentment.

At this time, he had already inserted a sharp sword in his back, pierced straight in, and pierced it out from his chest, Wuwei Taoist pretended to be very innocent and said: "Fourth, you can't blame me, who told you to shout too slowly, haven't I already shouted to ten?" I said that once I shouted to ten, you would have to die for me, and I said it all. ”

"You, despicable......" The thief Lao Si grabbed the ancient book tightly in his hand and pointed at the Wuwei Daoist and said indignantly.

In the end, he bled excessively, and was stabbed in the heart by the Wuwei Taoist and fell into the grave.

"Yo, you really found this ancient book, that's a pity, forget it anyway, this is a cemetery, you just stay here, I will help you crack the content of this book, and your third brother You Ruohua will also help you take care of it, so you can go on the road with peace of mind!" Wuwei Taoist said to the thief Lao Si who was lying on the ground and was blind.

In fact, he has long been sharp-eyed, and when the thief Lao Si did not say that he had found the ancient book, he found that the ancient book was pressed under a piece of bluestone, and faintly glowed with a faint light. But there is such an annoying guy in front of him, and of course Wuwei Daoist has to find a way to get rid of him. So when he was counting, he deliberately counted faster, and stabbed the thief to death with a sword.

The poor thief betrayed several brothers in the past, thinking that he could be free by selling the news of this ancient book, but he didn't expect that he couldn't escape the fate of death in the end.

Wuwei Daoist smiled at the corpse of the thief Lao Si, and You shook his head, wanting to take down the ancient book in his hand.

"Well, why is this kid holding it so tightly, he can't take it down." It turned out that the thief Lao Si had just found the ancient book and was about to give it to the Wuwei Taoist, and when he turned around and saw that the Wuwei Taoist treated him so ruthlessly, he clenched the ancient book in his hand, which was originally going to be torn up, but he had no strength, so he could only use his last strength to hold on to this ancient book, so that it became very difficult for the Wuwei Taoist to take it down now.

"If you're dead, you're still going to make trouble, you're coming!"

The Khitan soldiers not far away heard the summons of Wuwei Daoist and rushed one after another, "What do you want from the national teacher?" ”

"This person is a heinous crime, he has been taught many times before, and his national teacher originally wanted to spare his life and let him make up for it, but I didn't expect him to be stubborn and play tricks with me, and now he has been dealt with by me. It's just that he has a very precious ancient book in his hand, which he stole from my Taoist temple, and I lost it. It's just that now he has to hold on to this ancient book tightly when he is dying, and I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty, so you can help me take it off! Don't destroy this ancient book in the slightest, or I'll ask you!" ”

Wuwei Taoist gave such an order, and the Khitan soldiers had seen his power, and no one dared to disobey his will, so they all stepped forward to take the ancient book. But I don't know what's going on, this thief's fourth hand just can't be broken, if it is forcibly broken, it is not impossible, I am afraid that when the time comes, I will damage the ancient book and be blamed by the Wuwei Taoist, so the soldiers have to give up.

In fact, this physiological reaction of the thief is corpse spasm, which is a special type of corpse stiffness. Immediately after death, the muscles stiffen without going through the relaxation phase. One of the mechanisms that is now widely recognized in the formation of mortis is related to the depletion of ATP in muscles, which are dependent on to maintain elasticity and contractility during life. Through the energy supply of ATP, the muscle filaments can slide, so that they can contract and stretch.

After death, the synthesis of ATP stops, and when the muscles have exhausted the existing ATP, the muscle filaments can no longer slide between each other, and the muscles remain in a state of contraction and coagulation. Outwardly, the muscles stiffened.

When there is strenuous muscle activity before death, such as vigorous struggle, or a high degree of mental tension and excitement, these conditions are prone to corpse spasms.

Generally, local cadaveric spasms are common, such as hands, feet, and limbs. This kind of drowning is more common in the drowning person, satisfying the violent struggle before death, the extreme horror caused by drowning, and the phenomenon of corpse spasm is more likely to occur. After death, he found that he was clutching aquatic plants, mud and sand in his hands.

The fourth thief is because he is too nervous and afraid, so he will always hold the ancient book tightly after he dies and will not let go.