I pointed to the fat man's belly, he was naturally a man who understood, and when he saw that my face was green, he stretched his neck and glanced at his belly, and the sight he saw immediately made his fat body twitch violently

"Shhh...... Damn, it's finally planted on this stubble. The fat man didn't have much strength in his arms and legs, and he wanted to touch them, but after trying a few times, he didn't lift his arms.

"Don't move, I don't know if this thing is corpse poison or not, but why should it be poison, don't move yourself, and make the poison spread, and then you will die a few hours earlier, whether it is a loss."

"Phew......" The fat man spat a mouthful, but with his own strength it was all sprayed on his face, I had no choice but to pull his arm to help him wipe it clean, and the fat man slowed down for a long time before continuing: "Below the waist, below my waist." There was ......"

This guy didn't seem to have much strength anymore, and after half of speaking, he choked in his throat and didn't continue to make a sound for a long time. I followed the direction of its eyes, touched the back of the fat man's waist, it was a small nylon bag, took it out and found that it was a dagger, this thing has some weight, I picked it up and shook it in front of the fat man, the fat man nodded slightly.

I looked at his eyes and then at the bruised lump on his belly, what was he trying to do? I didn't understand what he meant, and looked at the fat man again, but the fat man squeezed his eyes at the dagger in my hand and glanced at the wound on his belly.

I understood it right away, but this method did make it a little difficult for me to start, the fat man was going to let me cut the wound directly with a dagger? It seems that there is indeed a saying of survival with a broken arm. Duan arm survival, in fact, is a limb poisoning, or being bitten by snakes and insects, or a tomb robber is poisoned by the corpse, if there is no way to seek medical attention immediately, you can only cut off the injured limbs, the practice is very extreme, but there is no way to do it. After all, it is better to be disabled in the second half of your life than not in the second half of your life.

But the fat man is different, his wound is on the stomach, I go down, the fat man's stomach is a big hole, and I don't have medical equipment, even if I have it, I won't use it. When the time comes, I will cut him off, and I can't handle any intestinal viscera coming out.

The fat man looked at me for a long time and hesitated, then squeezed his eyes, and I threw a look at him who really wanted to do this, and the fat man responded firmly. I also know that if this thing is not solved sooner, the fat man will die, and the fat man's current state of weakness may have spread the poison long ago.

I looked at the swollen, purple-black pustule that was more than half the size of the thing. Seeing that the lump was still growing at a visible rate, I gritted my teeth and put the knife on the edge of the lump.

I only used a little force, and the fat man's whole body bowed. The stupid man screamed like a pig, and the whole cavern turned into a loudspeaker, and I felt the rocks under my feet shake.

"You...... I...... I fucking told you to open a mouth to bleed, and you want to send me to see Lord Yama in advance. The fat man's painful voice was stifled for him, and when he saw that I had the posture of cutting off half of his belly, his arms had strength, and he pushed me away.

I was not mistaken, although I knew for a long time that this was indeed a problem, but I still shouted: "If I don't cut it off for you, you will be an African in another hour." I took another look at the lump that had begun to turn black, and it was almost a matter of time before it spread to the fat man's whole body at such a speed, and I already thought of a purple corpse slowly turning all black.

The fat man just now was in pain for him, and when the anger passed, the person fell back again. The fat man became semi-paralyzed again, and I saw that he was scolding again, but in the end I couldn't squeeze out much more strength.

The wound on the fat man's belly looked like a hard lump from the outside, and I didn't dare to touch it at first, but now when I touch it with the tip of a knife, this thing is actually soft. The fat man's dagger was very sharp, and I just picked it with the tip of the knife, and the whole bulging lump shrank. Now I realize that the color of this thing seems to be very similar to a scalded blister.

It is not enough to just pick it up, that layer of skin has been completely soaked in corpse poison, and it has to be cut off entirely. Finally, I searched all over my body, and then I realized that my back was covered with band-aids. I had no choice but to use it, tore off my back, and stuck the last row of them on the fat man's belly, and I took off the black skin the size of my face and threw it aside.

The fat man's loud voice can't come out, and when I was operating, this guy was moaning all the time, and when I finished it, I wrapped him tightly with the diving suit on the fat man's body, and half an hour had passed.

The fat man was already exhausted and collapsed, and the whole person was lying on the rock, although his eyes were wide open, but the person was already unconscious. This state almost made me think he was dead, but when I touched my nose, it was still relatively stable.

After finishing the work, I was about to sit down and rest for a while, but I turned my head and saw the oxygen tank on the side, this is mine, when I came up, I had turned off the valve, and now I and the fat man's equipment just formed a set, mine has no mask, and the fat man has damaged the oxygen cylinder.

But in addition to these, I instantly remembered another thing, the fat man's injury disturbed me a little in a trance, and when I saw the oxygen cylinder, I instantly remembered that there were four less people here.

I hurriedly climbed to the water's edge, but the bright spots I had seen earlier were gone, and their headlamps had long since disappeared, which was not a good sign, and I couldn't estimate the bald side, but Master Ma knew as soon as I guessed that it was absolutely impossible for him to escape. Without my help, he would be able to keep from sinking.

And I can't believe that the bald people will be kind enough to help Master Ma, thinking that not long ago, they would only take care of themselves, and it took me and Master Ma a long time to catch up. It's a bit of a second now.

I don't know what I thought at the time, but I immediately assembled the fat man's mask and my oxygen cylinder, put it on my back and stepped into the water. But there are some things that are always easy to think about, and to actually do them, the slightest trouble can make the idea abortive. I also followed in the footsteps of this rule, and only then did I enter the water, and I was agitated by the water, and the whole person calmed down.

I don't know how to fucking water, and the oxygen cylinder guarantees that I won't drown, but I have to do the activity by myself, and I was pulled by the fat man just now, and now let me go down to save people, think about a series of actions, I don't even know how to go down now.

After calming down in the water for a long time, I still climbed onto the shore, and if these bastards were really dead, I still prayed that they would help each other swim out of the tomb. But this prayer has no effect at all.

The use time of the oxygen cylinder is not short, if it is a professional, a gas tank with a capacity like ours can support about an hour or ten minutes. But we're half-, about fifty minutes at most. Master Ma even set a new record, taking a maximum of forty minutes.

And since we went into the water to just now re-emerge from the water, it has been more than 20 minutes, just now to treat the fat man's wound, half an hour has passed, do the best plan, their oxygen is gone, don't need to look at Master Ma's oxygen meter. Unless these people go ashore without stopping, they will definitely suffocate to death somewhere in that corridor or spiritual hall.

I waited at the water's edge for another half hour, and threw several rocks into it, but the stones didn't knock anything up, and I didn't see anyone's body come to the surface.

Having had so many previous experiences, I had developed a strange dependence on light sources, which to me had surpassed weapons. Fortunately, we had the foresight to install four or five batteries for the headlamp before we went into the water, and the fat man and I should always be able to support two or three days combined.

I turned off the fat man's one, the fat man was still angry, relatively stable, and his eyes were closed, I don't know if the treatment just now had any effect, but I still hope that it is better not to make too big of a difference, if he dies here, then I have only one way to commit suicide.

While the fat man didn't wake up, I secretly planned to find out this cave first, after all, if the fat man woke up after a while, we might as well have a plan in advance. In order to determine the direction, I had to turn on the fat man's headlamp again, find a direction where I could not see the wall of the cave at all, and climb along the rock.

As soon as I saw the cave, I knew that it had come out of a cave, and with this guess, I probably knew why we swam directly from the burial chamber to a cavern. The sudden appearance of various conclusions seems to have confirmed the conjecture of the fat man in the spirit hall at that time, and the tomb was turned over as a whole because of the collapse of the cave wall.

The cave is a landslide, this change is very easy to explain, around the tomb, in fact, there was a cavity at the beginning of the construction, which is a cut of corners in the construction stage of the project, because of the perennial geological changes, the rock will be slightly extruded and deformed. If all the voids were backfilled, this kind of thing would not have happened, but it is because of these multiple voids that the mechanical structure is affected, causing the unfixed rock mass to collapse, until the lower part of the burial chamber and the surrounding areas are hollowed out, which makes the entire burial chamber completely planted in the pit.

But there is always one thing that doesn't make sense, that is, such a big change, why the tomb can still be preserved so intact, think about it, you know, the bottom is hollowed out, the building should fall down, either the structure is broken, or there will be no space left, and it is not deep, and the ground will also change greatly. But none of this happened, and the chamber seemed to be deliberately tilted.

I climbed more than ten meters from the rocks that had broken from the top of my head, and I couldn't even see the waterhole behind me. The headlamp finally hit the deepest part of the direction after I climbed over a boulder.

It was a very smooth rock wall, but when I looked at it for a long time, I immediately realized that it was artificially built, and that there was an artificial building in this kind of place, and without thinking too much, it might be a tomb wall, and it was probably part of the Ming tomb that I had just come out of.