I was very uninteresting and went up to the other side. Looking at the half of the arm in front of him, it had been completely purple by mercury, which was an old bacon that had been marinated with mercury for more than 600 years.

The fat man didn't dare to move with his hands, and half of his arm was still stained with some mercury. The mercury slowly gathered with the rest and slipped off his arm.

He was fiddling with his arm with a short harpoon when he saw a look of disappointment on his face.

"Oh, grandma's, this time it's a big loss, fat man, I wasted so much effort."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his arm over with a short harpoon, but what he saw at this time made the disappointment on the fat man's face disappear in an instant. Because of the color of the arm, I couldn't tell what was on the finger on the back, but as soon as I turned it over, I saw a ring on each of the three fingers in the middle of the palm.

Although the light source was not next to us, we could see the golden light reflected from the ring, which were three gold rings with carved patterns.

The fat man touched his chin and said with some joy: "It seems that there is no gain." ”

When I saw his appearance, I said suspiciously: "No, just now you looked down on such a big silver box, and now you can't see that the gold ring between your teeth is not enough."

The fat man looked at me and scolded: "You know a fart, the silver is really worthless, and it can't be taken away if it's too big." This thing is different, he is an antiquity himself, to say the least, it is about 300,000 yuan, you say that you are carrying half a ton of silver, or you are carrying three small rings. ”

I was speechless, but when I thought of the environment in which the three rings were before, I felt that this thing was no different from directly touching mercury, and immediately reminded the fat man: "You can be careful, you haven't taken anything out yet, and you have poisoned yourself first." ”

"See." The fat man replied and pried up the gold ring with a short harpoon.

The three gold rings were violently knocked off the fingers of the fat man, and he had no scruples about the feelings of this arm.

The fat man didn't take it directly, although he knew that it was okay for this thing not to touch the wound or eyes, but the psychology would definitely not be able to pass this level, he took out a few palm-sized sealed bags from his pocket, picked up the ring with a short harpoon and put it in, I looked at this guy, and thought to myself, it turns out that this grandson is ready to come.

Seeing him pat his pocket contentedly, I had a brain convulsion and made an offer that I regretted.

"You said it would be in the box."

When the fat man heard this, his eyes flashed several times, and he immediately stood up and beckoned us to hurry up and salvage.

It's not a good memory, and when I was in the ancient city of Murtuo against the Dry Corpse Mountain, my subconscious only told me that it was just an object, and I didn't feel that it was a real corpse from the dried corpse.

But now, although these corpses may also be hundreds of years old, they are completely indistinguishable from fresh corpses except for the purple color.

I don't want to participate, but the choice is not up to me. The number of body pieces in the box was completely greater than we could have imagined. It took another half an hour, and all forty-eight pieces of corpses, large and small, were recovered from the mercury, and a hill had been piled up beside them.

It's really because I haven't eaten much in the night, otherwise I would have vomited on the side. Even so, my stomach was tumbling.

The parts of the body were messy, but it was clear that there were at least two people, because we found two heads, and then the fat man tried to fish in the mercury, but there was nothing in them.

I was a little moved by the scene in front of me, completely different from when I was facing the pile of dried corpses. There wasn't much fear, at least there were two big living people around me.

The body pieces were pulled apart by the fat man one by one, and various body parts. However, the fat man was mainly looking for the palm, and the last four arms were found, but the other three were not as smooth as before, and there was nothing the fat man wanted.

"I said, why did they put these corpses in mercury boxes, and they transported them out to sea, and behaved a little weirdly." I consciously moved away from the mercury that rolled like beads.

At this time, the fat man said, "Where did I know where this went, and I didn't kill people." ”

Although the fat man only got three rings, he must still be very happy, and at this time he had lost interest in the corpse parts on the ground.

"Come and see."

Just as I was talking to the fat man, the old generation on the side suddenly screamed. When we looked over there, we saw that the old generation was doing something very disgusting.

It's hard to imagine how I could have kept my composure in such an environment. Hearing the old man's shout, I walked over and walked around the corpse pieces piled up on the ground.

The old man crouched across the pile of corpses, holding a short harpoon with the tip of the harpoon inserted into the flesh of one of the heads. Not sure why. The parts are flatly divided.

From this alone, it can be seen that the tools used to divide the corpse parts must be quite sharp. There were no traces of folds on these incisions, which proves that the two people died were not caused by trauma.

And just by looking at the number of boxes in the room we were in, we could basically guess that there were at least fifty pieces of corpses here. We didn't open all the boxes because it took so much time, so this is just speculation. But the standard structure of the box is the same, and it must be not much different.

The old man was holding a short harpoon, and the tip almost pierced into the flesh of the head. I got a little behind him, and he turned the face of the head towards me.

It was a very characteristic face, with prominent cheekbones, deep sunken eye sockets, and the hair on the head was still there, a little gray, I don't know if it was because of itself or because of mercury bubbles.

The fat man also came to the side at this time, and when he saw it, he said again and again: "What a big hatred, your eyes are still so wide." I don't blink an eyelid. ”

It's not that the fat man is exaggerating, it's really that this person's eyes are still open, and they are almost about to protrude. The eyes have long since lost their black eyeballs, and they are completely cloudy and gray.

After watching it for a while, I was a little confused and asked the old generation: "There is nothing special about it, what's wrong?" ”

The old man pulled out a short harpoon stuck in the flesh and pointed it at the eye socket of the head, and he scratched the lower eyelid a few times, and said, "Look carefully in the eyes." ”

The fat man and I both got closer, but we couldn't see anything except the gray eyes. The light here is not direct, so it is still a little dim. The fat man stared at it for a long time, a little annoyed, rubbed his eyes and went to get the light source.

The flashlight adjusted a pillar of light and hit the head's eyeballs straight on. At this time, I was looking directly into those eyes, and I could see the contents of those eyes clearly.

On the gray background of the white of the eyes, black insects like thin lines crawl in the eyeballs, or swim to follow.

A sense of fear arose, and I stumbled in fright, lost strength on the soles of my feet, and sat on the ground with my buttocks.

"Worms, bugs." I screamed hoarsely, pointing at those eyes.

The old generation helped me up, and the fat man taunted me on the side: "Look at the worm that scares you, the worm with big hair can still eat you?" ”

I held back and said, "No, that thing looks disgusting." ”

The fat man knocked the corpses all over the ground with a short harpoon, and laughed twice: "Look at it, none of these things is disgusting." ”

I turned my head away from him, looked at the old man who was still paying attention to the eyes, and asked, "Is it a parasite?"

The old generation shook his head and said, "No, what kind of insect can live in mercury for hundreds of years, if there is such a thing, I'm afraid it can only be called a monster." ”

After a moment of silence, the fat man screamed. The two of us looked at him and scolded, "What's the matter, I'm shocked." ”

The fat man had an indescribable feeling on his face, and kept staring at the eyeballs: "This is not a real eyeball, no matter how much mercury can be embalmed, it can't prevent the eyeballs from drying up and shriveling." You're looking at this pair, it's round and big, and it's so prominent, I just saw that something was wrong. ”

I was speechless, and I looked at the whole eye feature for a while, and the eyeballs were indeed a little too prominent. I learned how it looked, and it took a lot of effort, and my eyes were sore, and I didn't get to this state.

"You mean to say that the eyeballs are inlaid in." The old generation looked directly at the head and muttered in his mouth.

"Then you'll have to deduct it to find out." After saying this, the short harpoon in the fat man's hand was inserted into the upper eyelid of the head's face, and he was a little afraid to poke the eyeball and raised the direction of the short harpoon again.

Immediately a stream of black liquid flowed out of the poked wound, and the fat man shook it a few times with a short harpoon, and then pressed it down, and the eyeball rolled out of the socket, because the light was very bright, and it was clearly seen that there were many filamentous things behind the eyeball.

As concocted, the other one was also pulled out of the eye socket of this head by the fat man. Immediately, the eyeballs fell on the wooden floor, making a sound like glass beads rolling.

When one was about to roll away, it was blocked by the old generation's outstretched feet, and it rolled back with a gentle push, and the picture was quite weird.

These two eyeballs are stained with some filamentous things, and the whole is not deflated, it is like a glass bead with low transparency.

At first, the fat man wanted to take it with his hand, but his hand was halfway out and retracted. I searched around, but I finally couldn't find anything that could cushion my hands.

In the end, he took out the small sealed bags in his pocket, but the bags were too small, so he had to tear one open and pinch an eyeball on the ground through the bag.

The eyeballs were picked up, and the fat man weighed them in his hand a few times, and his face showed a surprised expression: "It's a stone." ”

After speaking, he used the flashlight in his hand to shine on the eyeballs that were being pinched by him. The eyeballs now look very transparent, and the whole thing is completely transparent in the light, and in this light and shadow, there are about a dozen worms like hair, struggling and twisting and swimming.