"Eh, what kind of animal skin is this, this is human skin!" The mouse said with certainty: "I was almost tossed to death by that live skin bag before, so I'm sure this is human skin." ”

After the mouse finished speaking, he took a step back, not daring to make the next move, for fear that history would repeat itself.

I silently took out a knife from my trouser pocket, and the mouse pressed my hand: "Ninth Master, what do you want to do?" ”

"Didn't Hongfu let us see what's in this tent?" I said and pushed the mouse away.

The mouse hurriedly shouted and waited, and then took several steps behind him in a row, pulling away at least five meters or so from me.

"Okay, Ninth Master, you can paddle." The rat retreated to a suitable distance before motioning for me to do it.

"Mouse, you are so timid, don't look for dirt in the future." I looked at him like this, I really didn't know what to say, and I was inexplicably nervous.

"Eh, look at what you said, this time, I've made enough money, Lao Tzu won't be digging for local goods in the future, and he will marry a wife like a flower and jade in the second half of his life, give birth to a litter of children, and live a good life, who will touch this thing?" After the mouse finished speaking, he waved his hand and signaled me to hurry up, even if he stood so far away and watched, his heart was abrupt, and he was afraid that his heart would not be able to stand it.

"Hmm." I snapped, held my breath nervously, and the knife in my hand slashed lightly at the skin.

There was a slight sound of my skin being cut, and I instinctively took half a step back, but my neck was still stretched out to look at the situation in the tent.

At first, the cut was so small that I had to make another cut, but this time it revealed a palm-sized hole, and I squinted into it.

Suddenly, my eyes widened in shock, thinking about what was going on?

"Ninth Master, what's in there? It can't be a funeral item, right? The mouse asked me excitedly.

I shook my head, leaned forward a little more, and looked inside carefully for a long time, my brow furrowing more and more.

There was a man kneeling in the tent, with his back to me, wearing a robe, in a prostration, but the soles of his feet were covered with small holes, not the size of pinholes, but the thickness of fingers.

What's wrong with this man? I stared at the holes with a surprising look.

The mouse behind him couldn't help it, he quietly came up, raised the flashlight and shone it into the hole.

When he saw the situation inside, he muttered, "This is the Soul Lock Burial." ”

"Soul Lock? What do you mean? I looked at the mouse.

The rat pointed to the prostrate man and told me that this man was definitely a believer of the owner of the tomb, and after the death of the owner of the tomb, he volunteered to be buried with the living.

Moreover, the direction of his prostrations must have been the direction of the main chamber.

In Feng Shui, women belong to yin, these skins are still delicate and smooth even after so many years, they must be women's skins, and the mouse said that the reason why they use these skins to make "tents" is to keep the souls of these people here and prevent them from entering reincarnation.

This tomb is like the world that the owner of the tomb will live in after death, and these believers of his are accompanying the owner of the tomb.

"However, in my opinion, this person should not have been voluntary." The mouse held up the flashlight, squinted at his mung bean eyes for a long time, and then suddenly spoke again.

"Didn't you just say that he was a believer in the owner of the tomb? Why is it not voluntary now? I asked, looking at the mouse.

The mouse raised his hand and pointed to the man's feet: "Ninth Master, look at it, this person is nailed to the ground." ”

"Ahh I couldn't help but let out a low cry and squint to look closer.

Only then did I find out that the mouse was really looking at it, and I just thought that his posture of bowing was weird, and I just glanced at it under my feet, and thought that the black dot was a round hole, but I didn't expect it to be a black nail.

"If I guessed that thing correctly, it should be a peach wood nail, used to deter ghosts, this person must have suffered a great sin before he died." The mouse shook his head as he spoke.

I simply made this hole bigger and more beautiful.

And just then, the mouse smacked my arm hard.

I thought he was scared again and motioned for him to back off.

As a result, the mouse pointed to the back of the skin, and then lowered his voice and said, "Ninth Master, there seems to be something behind it!" ”

As soon as the rat's words fell, he himself took several steps back, and the speed could be said to be as fast as lightning.

I didn't react as fast as he did, and just as I was about to retreat, something popped out from behind the leather bag and swooped straight at me.

I subconsciously slashed at it with my knife, and its slimy body slammed into my blade and fell to the ground with a "snapping" sound.

When I looked down, I saw that it was still an eel! It's just that the color of this eel is red, and it has a lot of legs, like a centipede.

My knife slashed through the middle of the eel, and a maggot-like mass flowed out of the eel's body.

Looking at these wriggling white bugs, I felt pantothenic acid in my throat.

This thing is also too dirty, and it's no wonder that Hongfu fell into a coma after being bitten by it.

"Hey, this tomb is full of these monsters." The mouse's flashlight shone towards the "bug", and he couldn't stop talking.

"Break up the tent." In the distance, Hongfu shouted towards us.

Before, she said, let's not make a noise, and now, my mouse and I are trembling when she yells.

The mouse cried with a sad face, turned his head to look at Na Hongfu, and scolded softly: "This little lady, I don't dare to come over, I have to let others do such a dangerous thing, it's too unkind, Ninth Master, you are tired." ”

The rat is still watching from a distance, yes, I have to do this by myself.

I could only raise my knife and make a long cut in the leather bag, but it didn't fall in every direction.

When the skin falls down, I have to be very careful to guard against the eel with legs.

However, there seemed to be only one eel in one tent, and there was no second one, and when I had torn all the skins and the tent collapsed, I pulled the skins aside, and the scene inside the tent was unfolded in front of us.

I found that this prostrate person had nails not only on his feet, but also on the backs of his hands, and there were seven or eight wooden nails on one hand, which made people frightened to look at.

The ghost-faced people all leaned towards the mouse and Hongfu, and I also pulled Sister Lan Qing forward, and then I saw that there were hundreds of "big tents" like yurts in front of me.

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