Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It's a little scary to think about it, if it weren't for the three of us who fell behind in the jar and found out about the situation and called everyone back (of course, they didn't call back on purpose), I'm afraid that now Pu Yifan and others are still studying the coffin on the stone door in front of the stone gate! In that case, the place where the black liquid will fall is not on the stone door and coffin, but on their bodies. Judging by the power of this black liquid so far, maybe these people will be left with no bones in an instant......

By the time all the black liquid had been sprayed, the eight dead logs had completely changed their appearance, and they were lying on the ground like human skins.

"What the hell is this black liquid, it's so powerful?" We returned to the door and looked at the four coffins that were corroded by black liquor and were full of holes, and we couldn't help but marvel.

"It's really corrosive, but the most incredible thing is that this black liquid can be stored in the human body!" Situ Feng said.

"That's true! Look at this corrosive force, let alone a person, even steel can't bear it! Wang Yuesheng echoed.

"I guess this black liquor is not only corrosive, but ...... It is also because of the fact that these women can remain the same as they were when they died. I said.

"Why do you say that?" Ma Xiwen asked me.

"As you can see, there is nothing left in the bodies of these dead trees except this black water. At first, they looked like they were alive, but once the black water gathered in their abdomen and was ready to squirt, their flesh and skin would quickly dry up, so I had such a guess. I said, "If my guess is correct, then this black water is amazing!" ”

"What a combination of contradictions!" Xu Yunshu said, "It has both strong corrosion performance and excellent anti-corrosion ability......

"Ah......h

When we looked back, we saw Han Mingming holding his head in his hands, looking pained, and kept shouting there.

"Mingming, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yuesheng, Liu Jinlong and others hurriedly rushed over, trying to hold him up. But at this moment, Han Mingming looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground motionless.

Wang Yuesheng probed Han Mingming's snort, and after feeling a slight breath, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ma Xiwen rushed to him and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Yuesheng and the others also shook their heads and said they didn't know. They hadn't heard of Han Mingming's own underlying illness before.

"Curse...... Curse! The second dog barked in horror, "This is a curse at the door!" Isn't it clearly written on the door, 'Whoever enters will die if you don't follow me?'" Han Ming opened the door, so he was cursed to death. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Pu Yinan stopped Ergou, "What age is this, why are you still so superstitious?" What kind of curse, I think Xiao Han died suddenly because of his own illness. If I had arrived at the hospital, I would have been able to find out the cause of his death. ”

"That's it!" Ma Xiwen also said, "What's the curse? If there were, we archaeologists have opened so many tombs, and we haven't seen a few dead? ”

"That's right!" Wang Yuesheng echoed, "Besides, it says 'those who enter must die' instead of 'those who open the door die', if that's the case, why is Xiao Han the only one who died?" ”

“...... That's ......" Ergou pondered carefully and pondered the same reason, so he stopped talking.

Now that this has happened, it is certain that they can no longer move on, so everyone has to exit the tomb first and return to the camp. Originally, we wanted to send Han Mingming to the hospital for treatment, but just as we left the ancient tomb, Han Mingming swallowed his last breath without warning...... And due to Han Mingming's sudden illness, we were in a bit of a hurry when we withdrew, and I forgot the two pigeons in the tomb...... But as we left the burial chamber, the two pigeons suddenly jumped up and down as if they had fallen into a pot of boiling oil, and their feathers were blown away......

Han Mingming died for no reason, this time it was really unexpected by all of us, and Ma Xiwen was even more serious. The inexplicable death of the employee he brought out for the internship had nothing to do with him, but it was also very tricky to deal with.

"What now?" Park Yifan asked Ma Xiwen.

Ma Xiwen frowned, thought for a long time and said, "It's too late now, let's store Ming Ming's body for one night first, and then send it away tomorrow morning and notify his family!" ”

Pu Yifan gently pulled Ma Xiwen's clothes and whispered to him: "That's what I mean, let's put Han Mingming's body here for a few days first, and then ...... when our affairs are all over."

Ma Xiwen's brows tightened: "This ...... With so many people watching, and there are other interns here, it's hard for me to do it......"

Park Yifan said: "Isn't it easy? This tomb has been opened, and sooner or later things will not be contained. Han Mingming died here, and his family always had to ask the truth, could it be hidden here? If we don't do it soon and let the local government know, it may be up to the archaeological institute here to take over! If you give this reason to a few of them, they will agree. ”

"This ......" Ma Xiwen hesitated a little, "Let's discuss this matter tomorrow morning......

It was past seven o'clock in the evening when we entered the tomb, and it was half past twelve in the morning when we came out of the tomb. Everyone was very tired when they came out, and coupled with Han Mingming's death, everyone felt a little sad, especially Wang Yuesheng and others, who were both colleagues and friends with Han Mingming, so they felt extremely uncomfortable.

I live in a tent with Tanzi. This guy has a bad habit of sleeping, that is, as long as he does not sleep in public, he must sleep naked, even in such a "difficult" environment at present. I persuaded him if he could be a little more restrained. But while undressing, the jar said that the more tired he is, the more he must ensure that he gets enough sleep, and that only by sleeping naked can he have a chance to achieve baby-like sleep.

But just as the altar took off all his shirts, I saw a green mark on the altar's chest, almost the same as the inexplicable mark on my leg, only slightly larger.

"Where did the mark on your chest come from?" I hurriedly asked the altar.

"Seals? What imprint? The altar was stunned by my question, and then looked down, "Damn, when was your chest bruised?" It's still such a big piece? After that, he returned his hand and touched it: "It doesn't hurt either!" ”

I took off my pants and let the jar look at the mark on my thigh, only to realize that the mark that was the size of the wine cup had unconsciously grown again, about the same size as the one on the chest of the jar.