Considering that if he hadn't been the person in charge and the financier of this operation, I really wanted to abandon it.

But if this kid dies, won't the $10 million between me and the fat man be in vain?

Under the faint light, the whole cave seems extremely empty, and it seems to be accessible in all directions, and I don't know whether it belongs to the scope of the tomb of Concubine Jin.

From time to time, dark red centipedes can be seen crawling among the corpses on the ground, and the costumes seem to be even older, but they have undoubtedly died in this cave.

I turned on the flashlight, which had only one battery left, and searched the darkness for the little white face, when suddenly a series of vague footprints caught my attention.

It seems that he should have stayed, and I hesitated a little whether I should wake up the fat man and Uncle Jiu.

Then, I suddenly heard a wail from the cave in the darkness in front of me.

"There's a ghost!"

This cry for help was not big or small, just woke up the fat man, I didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly chased it in the direction of the sound, and instantly increased the amount of flashlight to the maximum.

The whole cave is illuminated.

"What's going on?"

I shone my flashlight at the little white face curled up in the corner in front of me, his clothes even more tattered, as if we had experienced a lot of things in the short time we had been asleep.

The fat man who rushed to see the scene in front of him was stunned, but he still stretched out his hand to pick up the little white face and ask what was going on.

Unexpectedly, he was strongly resisted by Xiaobai'er.

"Hands... Hand... Ahhhh

Little White Face kept shouting words in his mouth, and vaguely I could hear words like the palm of his hand, but there were dead human bones all around, what was he afraid of?

Until the fat man followed the frightened gaze of the little white face, and suddenly found something white hidden in the puddle on the ground.

It was distinctly like a dead man's palm that had not yet rotted, and it was full of luster elasticity.

The fat man wanted to pick it up, but I shouted to stop him.

"Don't move!"

The fat man turned his head to look at me with a blank expression, and the three of them froze in place.

"I think there's something wrong."

I told the fat man what I thought in my heart, could the short-term madness of the little white face in front of me be scared out by this hand?

For such a long time, everyone's nerves have been tense to the extreme, and I think it makes perfect sense to remind the fat man.

He turned to check the injuries on his body, while I stared quietly at the half-cut palm in the puddle, and a cold feeling in my heart that I had never felt before swept through my mind little by little.

Eventually, I couldn't get enough of my curiosity and dragged the thing out of the puddle with an extended folding pickaxe.

I saw that this hand was as clear and bright as jade, like the palm of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who had not yet left the pavilion, and the broken part was carefully wrapped with red canvas.

No one knows how the severed hand fell into the puddle or how long it had been in the water.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the palm of the hand was translucent, and it was densely covered with blood vessels like silk threads, you must know that even if the flesh and blood of ordinary people are weak, they cannot be illuminated with light like paper.

Before I knew it, I reached out and picked it up, and just a little regretted my actions but found that there was nothing else wrong with my body.

"Could it be that I'm too nervous, a little bit of a grass-roots soldier."

I wiped the sweat droplets off my forehead with my hand, and the light refracted by the jade palm in my hand just reflected the figure of Uncle Jiu.

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Nine's voice echoed behind me, and I said in my heart that since the fat man and I couldn't understand this thing, it was better to leave it to the old man to take a closer look.

The fat man and I simply bandaged the wounds on the little white face, and there were scratches all over his clothes and even on his arms, as if he had just experienced a fight.

At this time, the little white face of the United States was glazed, as if he had already collapsed his inner defense line and became a mentally ill person.

However, with my experience in diagnosing patients with Xiaoyue at the beginning, this guy should have lost his mind for a short time, and there is nothing serious.

Maybe it will be nice to calm down after a while.

After Uncle Nine took the palm, he couldn't help but play with it carefully.

I don't know if the feeling of the palm of his hand touching his muscles like a girl made him a little "excited", or if he found some clues, at this moment, Uncle Jiu's eyes widened like a copper bell.

There was an indescribable strangeness in my heart.

"This hand... It is made of jade, and such workmanship is priceless. ”

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but mumble, his eyes were about to stare at blood, the fat man had followed him for many years, but he had never seen his godfather look like this.

I was a little happy in my heart, thinking that even if I didn't get the treasure mirror, it would be worth the trip to get such an antique.

"Fine, where did you two find out?"

Uncle Nine looked at us with some delight, and I immediately led him to the puddle where the jade hand was found.

I thought that Uncle Nine would make any more significant discoveries, but he didn't expect that the next scene would make almost everyone's hair stand on end, and cold sweat would be dripping.

"Hands, my hands are out of control!"

Uncle Nine wailed and couldn't help but hold his right hand, and the white jade palm like a crystal jade fell to the ground again.

He grabbed his right hand, which seemed to be out of his control, and desperately stopped it, while his right hand stretched out two fingers and pointed straight into his eyeballs.

I didn't think it was a trick that Uncle Nine was trying to swallow the antiques for himself, but I didn't realize it was true until his uncontrolled right hand was almost bleeding from his eyelids.

His palms were really suddenly out of control.

"Knives... Knife. ”

The ninth uncle in front of us started to ask for daggers and kept asking for daggers, and the fat man and I hurriedly reached out to stop him when we saw this, but his right hand was extremely powerful.

A few times I almost broke free from my shackles, which is like the strength that a sixty-year-old man should have.

"Medium... Evil".

The fat man couldn't help but muttered to himself, and untied his trouser belt, completely tying Uncle Jiu's two palms together.

"Whew... Call. ”

I couldn't help but sit on the ground and gasp for breath, the ninth uncle just now seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, and that scene was recorded in my mind as if it would never be erased.

But obviously I also ran into that jade hand just now, why didn't I have anything to do.

I sat on the ground and looked at my palms in front of me. It's no different as usual,

The elderly Uncle Nine had just fainted completely as if he had exerted too much force, and now there was a madness and a coma in the team, which made me and the fat man feel a little difficult.

There was even a faint retreat in his heart.

The jade hand fell to the ground quietly, and when my eyes stayed on it, it seemed to have a special magic power, and I couldn't help but want to pick it up.

"Woooooo Woooooooo ”

Suddenly, in the originally silent cave, a strange sound sounded faintly, like a woman crying.

The crying was extremely mad, combined with all the strange things I had just experienced, and the psychological defense line of me and the fat man on the verge of collapse was once again impacted.