The gums of the skeleton snapped together rapidly, making strange sounds that were familiar to me.

My gaze slowly changed.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, I turned my head and saw Qian Lao, who was hurrying over, and at this time, Qian Lao's head was his own head.

Originally... It wasn't Qian Lao who was recruited, but myself!

But I think about it, just now I thought about it, and I didn't find any details about Qian Lao along the way, and I really didn't find any places where Qian Lao might be recruited.

If there's anything bizarre about the whole tomb, it's this witchcraft skeleton we came across.

And I'm the only one this witchcraft skull has access to.

Now that I think about it, I was still too careless after all, and I relaxed my vigilance just by seeing a skull, southern Xinjiang is a gathering place for witchcraft, and there are countless dangerous places.

I'm afraid that the moment my hand touches the skeleton, whether I'm through a glove or not, I've been hit.

What I saw later about Qian Lao turning into a skeleton was probably due to hallucinations caused by witchcraft.

The only thing I have left now is a little ability to think, although I am no longer haunted by hallucinations, but I am still bitten to death by this skeleton.

I could feel the skull's bite from where all the strength of my body was pulling away.

Now I can't move even a finger, and my whole body is so uncomfortable that I want to die.

"Get out!"

At this time, Qian Lao let out a roar, and then the folding shovel in his hand quickly came over, and slapped straight on the top of the skull on my shoulder!

Bang!

The skull was hit hard and was immediately sent flying, tumbling in the air twice before falling heavily to the ground.

At the moment when Mr. Qian knocked the skull flying, the skull's clenched mouth brought out a large piece of flesh and blood from my shoulder.

"Quack!"

Qian Lao's shovel did not cause any damage to the skeleton, and the skeleton was lying on the ground like this, still making a hideous scream.

It is estimated that people who are a little timid will be scared in an instant!

Ignoring the skull, Qian Lao immediately half-squatted down to examine the wound on my shoulder.

Bones can be seen faintly through the wound on the shoulder.

My face was extremely pale, this injury was not light, such a deep injury, and I didn't know what would be in the skeleton's mouth.

Even the skeleton does not know how many years it has been placed in the tomb to rot, and the rotting flesh on it does not know how many germs are entrained.

If such an injury is not treated in time, it may not take long for an infection to occur.

After examining my wounds, Qian Lao's face was not very good-looking, and he turned around and quickly took out a bottle of transparent liquid from the package, and also took out a roll of white bandages.

Judging by the label on the bottle, the bottle is medical alcohol.

"Wash the wound with alcohol and then bandage it." As he spoke, Mr. Qian handed me both of these things.

I nodded with a pale face, blood gushing from the wound on my shoulder, and as soon as I took the alcohol, I opened the cap.

A somewhat pungent smell penetrated my nostrils, and I let out a long breath, and suddenly the tip of my teeth tightened, and I poured the alcohol in my hand towards my injured shoulder in one go!

"Shhh The intense pain and unusually strong irritation in my shoulder instantly made me gasp, and my body almost spasmed under the sharp pain, and my whole teeth clicked.

This extreme pain permeated every corner of my body, and every molecule of alcohol stimulated every pain nerve in my shoulder wound.

The blood mixed with liquid alcohol slowly slid down my shoulders, and the originally dark red blood turned crystal red under the mixed alcohol.

I gasped for air, I wanted to relieve the pain in my body, but the effect was very subtle, but the pain had lessened over time.

By the time I could barely bandage it, my clothes were already soaked with sweat.

A cold sensation spread throughout the body.

Qian Lao just watched from the sidelines, did not speak, and after I relieved my injury, it was already more than half an hour later.

It still hurts, but it's within the limits of what I can bear.

I breathed a sigh of relief and began to bandage the wound on my right shoulder.

When you touch the inside of the wound, you will inevitably feel pain, but it is much less painful than when a whole bottle of alcohol is poured on top of the wound.

After a quick bandage of the wound, I struggled to my feet.

I don't know if it's because of the excessive blood loss, or because of the hallucinations I planted before, but the moment I stood up, I felt a sense of vertigo that wasn't too strong.

I gritted my teeth hard, but fortunately, the dizziness was not too severe, but my feet trembled slightly, and when I stood firmly, I felt much better.

"Little Brother Li, what happened just now?" After seeing that I had taken care of the wounds on my body and my face was a little better, Qian Lao stared at me and asked slowly.

I sorted out my thoughts a little, and then slowly told Qian Lao what I saw.

Explain to me in detail, Qian Lao's face became more and more gloomy, and through the back of his gloomy gaze, I could clearly see that there was a trace of fear hidden in the depths of Qian Lao's gaze.

"I didn't expect the witchcraft in this tomb to be so dangerous that it could make people who had already left come back to die!"

"I'm afraid it's even more difficult to escape in this industry!"

Hearing Qian Lao's words, I nodded quite approvingly, now the wound on my shoulder hurts badly, if this thing didn't bite my shoulder just now, but bit directly at my neck, I'm afraid I would have been out of the world at this moment.

When I saw this witchcraft skeleton at the time, I thought that this thing might have something to do with Xia Yan's tomb, at least the type of witchcraft is about the same.

But now it seems that the kind of witchcraft is completely different.

The types of skeletons I saw in front of me were close to hallucinations, and the witchcraft skeletons I saw in Xia Di's tomb before were even closer to direct hands.

Although on the surface they both seem to be skull-based witchcraft, there should be a big difference in nature, and even a layman like me can clearly see it.

When it comes to the danger of the two, I'm afraid that the skeleton in front of me is even better.