The fat man raised his eyebrows on the side, pointed to the front, and said in surprise,

"Huh? How Xiao Wu, do you know him? Is he your uncle or your uncle? ”

Wu Yi glared at the fat man, and then shone the flashlight in front of him to make himself see more realistically, there, there was a thin and blackened corpse, this corpse had a straight waist, slightly open mouth, one hand on the knee pinching the Buddha seal, the other hand half raised, as if holding something.

Although this dried corpse was extremely damaged as a whole, Wu Yi still recognized it at a glance, and it was clearly the same as the singing monks he had seen in the burial pit on the lonely mountain before!

The fat man saw Wu Yi's eyes straightening when he looked at this dry corpse, and he couldn't help but add curiously,

"Could it be your cousin?"

"Fuck you uncle. That's what your cousin looks like! ”

Wu Yi scolded, and then pointed to the dry corpse,

"Didn't you keep asking me what the choir looked like in the grave? Well, that's it, Mom. It's really strange, the singing monk is not staying in the burial pit, how did he come to this valley, the figure I saw just now, is it him? ”

The fat man let out an 'ah' before he reacted and said in surprise,

"He's the one who can still recite the scriptures when he's dead! I've been admiring the name for a long time, hey, aren't you a rap monk who always holds an iron cylinder in his hand? How is it that he has nothing in his hands? ”

Wu Yigang wanted to tell the fat man that this dry corpse had been placed here for some years, and the reincarnation cylinder should have been eroded by the wind and rain and turned into ashes, but before he could say this sentence, he heard the fat man suddenly say something coldly that made Wu Yi's legs almost weak.

The fat man said,

"I see, didn't you bring back an iron tube from that burial pit? I see that your iron barrel was snatched back from him, and then this benevolent brother was so angry that he followed him all the way out of the burial pit, and then he appeared here, how about it? Do you see if it's him? ”

"It's a fart!"

Wu Yi said angrily,

"Once all the dried corpses are weathered, they will become such a dry old man, by the way, you hurry up and stay away from him, this thing is very likely to cheat the corpses, and the ones I met with the blind man in the burial pit before were all blown up!"

The fat man glanced at Wu Yi like an idiot, and said with a smile,

"In the enclosed space, the corpse absorbs the breath of the living before the corpse is cheated, this dry corpse has been placed here for I don't know how many years, every day is either sunbathing or moonbathing, if he can still cheat the corpse in this situation, then the blind man will also fight in the future, it is estimated that when he sees a corpse, he will cheat the corpse, it is dangerous."

Wu Yi was said by the fat man, and then he woke up, he was really frightened by the scene of hundreds of singing monks collectively cheating the corpse, and he really wanted to slap himself at this time, he is now a professional fighter, and he can't judge whether he will cheat the corpse in this case, Dao,

"You haven't experienced the scene of being besieged by so many zongzi collectively, it's too shocking, I have a shadow in my heart anyway, when I saw this singing monk, I remembered that he would cheat the corpse, and his mouth came out quickly, you just think that my sentence is a fart, don't bury me with my words in the future."

The fat man smiled, and said that you kid is really black-bellied, and the fat man never thought that he would bury you in the future, and as he spoke, he touched the chorus's arm with a pistol, and when he touched it, the fat man immediately said 'ouch', and then took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on, and pinched the chorus's arms and thighs little by little with his hands.

Wu Yi watched from the sidelines with a straight nausea, this dried corpse didn't know if it was because the air here was too humid, or what, his body was greasy and greasy everywhere, like a layer of lard dripping, the fat man actually touched a little bit with interest, so he asked the fat man with disgust, what are you doing?

The fat man thought for a moment before saying,

"This dry corpse has been tampered with, except for his head, all the bones on his body have been shattered, let alone here, even if he is put back in the burial pit, he can't stand up if he wants to cheat the corpse, you can touch it, the whole body is soft like a big rice cake."

Wu Yi waved his hand again and again and said that he would not touch it, and then suddenly thought of the figure he had seen standing crookedly behind the tent before, if this dry corpse was helped to stand up, maybe he could also put on that weird and strange posture, could he be the figure he saw before, but how could this be? He couldn't have cheated on the corpse, how could he have run to the tent just now?

The fat man looked up at Wu Yi, and when he saw Wu Yi frowning and thinking about things, he smiled and said,

"Come on, don't be foolish here, this kind of in-depth thinking thing still depends on our blind master, I expect you to think about it, the cacti have to bloom."

Wu Yi was said by the fat man to lose his temper, so he had to turn around and ask the blind man to come over, after the blind man and the moon worshipper came out of the tent just now, Wu Yi instructed them to stay in the tent to protect their luggage, so that they would not be stolen by someone who turned the tiger away from the mountain, so the two of them still had no place to move at this time.

Before Wu Yi could speak, the fat man also came from behind, he threw his dirty gloves aside, and described the situation of the dried corpse to the blind man one step ahead of Wu.

The blind man was also shocked when he heard that there was a dried corpse here that was exactly the same as the one in the burial pit, and after thinking for a while, he nodded to himself and said,

"Master Wu, fat man, if the dried corpse of this singing monk after his death, if someone didn't deliberately move it out of that burial pit, then there is only one possibility why he appeared here."

The fat man and Wu Yi glanced at each other, and sure enough, the blind man knew more than the two of them combined, so he hurriedly asked the blind man what kind of possibility it was.

The blind man said,

"Master Wu, fat master, you two don't always focus on the dry corpse yourself, you have to think about what the role of this dry corpse is, he is used to accompany the tomb owner to bury, so, since there is a dry corpse for burial in this place, it means that the valley we are in now is actually in the sphere of influence controlled by the tomb owner during his lifetime, that is to say, we have come to the territory of the tomb owner!"

Wu Yi and the fat man suddenly realized when they heard this, and said in their hearts that this was the case, but they didn't expect that the owner of the tomb had such a big force during his lifetime, and he could control this place, and it was still more than two days away from the circular mountain range where the ancient tomb was located.