"I said master, you just stay good, it's almost over, there are a few treasures here, they look good, wait for me to take them and you can take a look." The fat man didn't reply, he screamed, and the master stopped talking after two more sentences.

The fat man's hands were very light, and he was afraid that the dagger would scratch the jade mask. I lit him on the side, but the more I looked at it, the more strange it became, the mask looked like it had grown on the face of a corpse.

"Damn, this dead ghost is too, he wears a mask and sticks glue when he dies, as if he is afraid that others will steal it." After the fat man finished whining, he thought about what he was doing for a long time, and immediately changed his words: "It's also a bastard who regards money as his life, if his mother dies, you can't take this money away, it's better to give us poor people who can't afford to wear pants, it can be regarded as accumulating virtue, you see, what kind of poverty we have become." ”

The fat man pointed at me, the upper body was no longer covered by half a piece of cloth, and the lower body was not much better, and the original diving pants were now completely pants, and they were still leaking everywhere. I looked at the fat man's thief look, and I cursed in my heart, thanks to the corpse in front of me never moved, if it was really a living corpse, then I would have to stand on the same front with the dead corpse at that time.

I didn't bother to talk to him, so I didn't pick up the stubble, and watched as the dagger slowly pierced into the gap between the jade mask and the face, where there could be no gap at all, and the tip of the knife was inserted into the flesh. The face of the corpse is also quite white, just from the skin and flesh outside the cheeks, it can be seen that the skin and flesh are not wrinkled, very full, the kind of white is not like the normal skin color, the dead man was blistered, and he has never seen this white oil color, to say, it is only the lard that has just been boiled out and cooled is like this.

"You better don't get it, the jade is grown together with the skin, it's all oil, no, this thing seems to be called corpse wax, you can't take it off, unless you remove its entire face, but it's stained with a mask of human skin, you dare to take this thing?"

When the fat man heard this, his hand also stopped, and he looked at the tip of the knife, this job is really not easy to do, now the knife is shallower, and it will be an inch deeper, that is to see the meat in the palm of the hand, these lard-like corpse wax do not know if it is soft, if it is sticky to one hand at that time, then don't want to eat directly with your hands in the future.

"It's a bit troublesome, but this jade ...... I don't know how much the whole piece is, this thing is also weird, it is estimated that ordinary people will not accept it, but knock on the re-made object, it is also a good thing, see it and don't take it away, this is not my style of fat man. ”

"You want to use a knife, this job is too disgusting, if you have to, then you can simply do it, the long pain is better than the short pain, take it off directly, see you do this, I always feel that people will not spare you." I glanced at the face of the corpse, the jade mask did not have any openings, the eyes, nose, mouth, and even the ears on the mask were carved out, and the appearance was relatively abstract, similar to the kind of portrait face in Sanxingdui.

From this alone, I can infer that all the previous speculations may be nonsense, and Lao Qin's physiognomy ornaments are mostly anthropomorphic, just like the terracotta warriors. But this thing is different, it is completely similar in artistic conception, with a nose and eyes. It's just that many of the ornamental styles here are from the Qin period, and the twelve giant bronze statues are very revealing. So I guess that this mask is probably still an antiquity, as early as the Qin period.

The fat man listened to my suggestion, and waved my hand to keep me away, so as not to fly into my mouth to lose my appetite, I didn't wait for him to say, a few steps up the steps, and now I also felt that there would be no more mechanisms on it, and secondly, it was fortunate that after the fat man missed, it was convenient for me to escape. The dog's day is that he is greedy for money, and he can't make me suffer in the end.

The fat man snorted and handed me the dagger, he grabbed it directly between the mask and the skin, the corpse was very heavy, there was no need to press it, the fat man snorted violently, only to hear the sound of tearing off the fat from the pork, and the jade mask was already in the fat man's hand.

"Hey, my ass is cleaner than your fat man, and there is no dirt at all." The fat man screamed, and was already about to come up and shine a flashlight on the transparency of the mask.

I didn't take my eyes off the corpse for a moment, the fat man ripped off the mask, the corpse moved slightly, and just when I thought it was all right, I suddenly saw the corpse's torso twitch.

The corpse was wrapped in a sack-like object except for its head, and as soon as the mask was removed, the abdomen of the corpse's torso bulged upwards and jerked it back back like a balloon that had been blown up and deflated.

I yelled and hurriedly got the fat man out of the way. The fat man was excited, and he thought something was wrong with me, and he didn't notice the movement under his feet at all. I was already anxious and incoherent, and it took me a long time to give the fat man an explanation.

The fat man had already taken a few steps up the steps, and the corpse was behind his ass. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the corpse move again, and before he could realize it, a series of reactions followed.

The movement of the corpse began from the torso and slowly moved towards the chest, as if there was something inside, squeezing towards the head. I yelled at the fat man to take advantage of the opportunity to slip away, and this guy took back the dagger, but he didn't move.

I became more and more uneasy, and I took a few steps back up the steps, and the fat man slowly crouched down, and pointed the dagger at the corpse's head. The thing fluttered twice on the corpse's chest, and slowly moved to the neck as the fat man and I watched.

At this time, the face of the corpse had changed, and I had never seen the corpse wax, but I felt that that kind of thing was somewhat similar to dry and translucent oil, so I subconsciously classified it into it. The corpse's face was unmasked, and the grease on it was completely exposed, crystal clear, and it was a fine layer of lard. Nuancai Literature Network

My stomach was rolling, and I looked at the fat man with the sourness in my throat, the tip of the dagger in his hand had been leaned less than a meter in front of the corpse's head.

Just when I was waiting for the fat man to start, I heard the fat man who hadn't turned around yet, shouting: "Fuck run, it's going to become a roast chicken." ”

I didn't understand what he meant, but I was ready to run, I didn't care about the fat man, I climbed up vigorously, the master was not on the edge of the pit, there was nothing on it, and I was a little flustered for a while.

After climbing up about three or four meters, I felt a wave of air coming up behind me, and the wave was warm, I don't know what it was. But I still heard the fat man speak again.

The fat man wailed and heard a dull sound, but I still didn't look back. In less than half a second, I heard the fat man's second voice. It seemed that he had fallen just now, and he might not have hit it lightly, and while inhaling cool air, he shouted: "Don't run, I don't want to be burned to death, just fuck down......" The voice stopped abruptly at this point. Rushing up was an even greater heat wave.

I was just about to listen to the fat man, but I didn't want to hook my feet, so I fell on the steps. I didn't get up after this fall, I held my head and faced the ground, and the whole person was lying on the steps.

I didn't have time to take a breath, and from under my feet, an extremely hot gas rolled from below, and I didn't dare to move, because the back of my body was full of crackling hairs and the smell of burning, and the bare skin on my back and legs was like sticking to the stove.

The air wave pressed me to the ground, I couldn't move, I put my arms on my head, and I saw red lights flashing through the cracks. It made me think about what was going on. After I finished speaking, the dead fat man is estimated to have really become a dead fat man this time.

This guy had a detonator on his waist, maybe something was wrong, and he was set on fire, and then there was flames coming out, and it was all the heat of the sedation, and the damn detonator exploded.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the air flow disappeared, and the heat took away the oxygen around me, and I almost didn't suffocate to death before I could hold it for nearly a minute.

The heat wave stopped, and a cool breeze suddenly withdrew from above, and it was as if it had been bitten by tens of thousands of ants, and it was miserable. I reckon that my bare skin might be crispy by now.

After feeling it a few times, my body was full of numbness, and I don't know if it has cooled down. But I didn't feel the upward airflow, so I just rolled over and sat down on the steps.

The fat man was more than two meters below my feet, and there were still a few flames on his body, and this guy was probably cooked, and he lay on the steps motionless. I cried out with a broken face, and waited for a long time before I saw the half-crawling fat man reach out and slap out the fire on his buttocks.

He wasn't even dead, he got up slowly, his hair was bare, the back of his head was black, and his face was covered with soot. But the bronze mirror and the jade-faced mask were still held safely in his hand, only slightly blackened.

I looked at the fat man who was about to die, and scolded my mother, and when I saw that his arms and legs were still complete, I scolded: "Damn it, the detonator didn't kill you." ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man was frightened, and he violently hooked his head and touched his waist, and pulled out a few things in his hand, and the detonator was still there. That's when I wondered.

Looking at the corpse, the corpse was no longer in shape, and the face that was still covered with grease was now in the shape of a trumpet, and the horn was the open mouth of the boss.

I looked at the fat man inexplicably, and realized that it was not the power of the detonator just now, and that this thing was not on fire, so I continued to ask him: "What's the matter, what's in there, what did you just blow up?" With that, I pointed to the corpse's unrecognizable head.

The fat man also took a look, wiped off the black ash on his face, touched the back of his head that was now not half a hair, and spat before saying: "Don't mention it, this guy has a cannon in his stomach, and as soon as the mask is taken off, what was moved just now was not a zongzi, it was a mechanism after his mother was triggered, and all that was sprayed out was phosphorus powder that burned when he saw the air." ”