Chapter 67: One More Man (1)

Looking at the bald head with a complaining face, I sighed helplessly: "I've said the three words 'don't owe' more than 800 times, but you just don't listen, who can blame you for the mess now!" ”

The bald head had a bitter look on his face, and waved his hand: "Lao Zhang, can you stop standing there and talk about cool things, if you have nonsense, you should hurry up and think of a way." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a child lying on his back, at least he can't see or touch, he is neither in the way nor weight. This meter of hair is not the same, let alone three or four kilograms, the bald man is now seriously top-heavy......"

I held up my flashlight and looked at his scalp again, and found that the long hair was all connected to the pores, exactly like naturally grown hair, and it didn't look like a wig at all.

Bone interjected next to him: "If it really doesn't work, cut it short first, and then shave the rest later." ”

At this point, we have no better way, if we want to shave all the hair directly, there is no corresponding tool, we can only cut the hair shorter first, and then deal with the rest after it is out.

Putting the backpack under the ass and straightening the bald head, I pulled out the military dagger from my calf and let the bones split the long hair into strands, and I was responsible for cutting it.

Although the bald head was motionless with a bitter face, his mouth was still chattering: "I really didn't expect that the bald man could still sit in the pyramid and make a hair in his life, it is estimated that the pharaoh does not have this treatment, and we have not lived in vain in this life......"

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, I took a strand of hair from the bone hand and put it on the blade with a slight force, unexpectedly, the sharp dagger seemed to instantly turn into an unedged piece of iron, and after a few strokes back and forth, not even a single hair was cut!

At first, I thought it was because there was too much hair in my hand, so I reduced it a little, and I still couldn't cut it on the blade. The same is true of the dagger replaced with bone, the sharp knives are all useless in the face of soft hair.

Bruce Lee, who was standing on the side, also felt the information, took out a multi-functional dagger he was carrying, and also picked up a strand of hair and tried to cut it. As expected, no matter how hard you try, your hair just can't be cut.

Bones sighed: "If only I had a scimitar, I would definitely be able to cut him open......"

Leng Qi saw that we couldn't even get a single hair off after we were busy, so he also walked closer, grabbed a handful of hair and looked at it carefully: "This is not hair at all, the material looks like some kind of fiber, the knife must have no effect, we have to think of some other way." ”

Something else?

I was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly I took the lighter out of my clothes, and the fiber was not afraid of the knife, but it must be afraid of fire, so I drew the flame and first picked up a few hairs and put it up.

To all the surprise, the hair touched the flames like gasoline meets an open flame, and it burst into flames with a bang and spread rapidly, covering everything in the blink of an eye. The bald head sitting on the backpack also screamed loudly, and even jumped and rolled back and forth on the ground, and the whole person fell into a sea of fire.

In desperation, I pulled out the remaining half bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and was about to pour it on, but the flame was extinguished in the blink of an eye. The whole process seemed to be a flash in the pan, and the flames burst up and disappeared in an instant. At this time, I looked at the bald head lying on the ground, his head returned to a bare appearance, and the long hair on his body disappeared.

I picked him up with Bones and asked, "Bald, how are you?" ”

The bald head staggered to his feet, coughed a few words and slapped me on the back: "Paralysis, Lao Zhang, do you want to burn me!" ”

I was relieved to see that he was okay: "If I hadn't set this fire, you would still be staring at your head with 'knee-length hair'." ”

These strange and strange things happened one after another, Ouyang Feizhu couldn't stay for a long time, and when he saw that the bald head was fine, he opened his mouth to urge: "Since everyone is fine, let's leave quickly, and we can leave here as soon as possible." ”

I nodded, and let the bald head recover in the middle of the group, taking the lead with Leng Qi in front.

Leng Qi's mood still seemed to be a little uneasy, and when he saw that I was following him, he deliberately slowed down and followed behind.

I turned and smiled at her, and then looked around intently, looking for the exit to the stone chamber as I walked forward.

The group walked less than ten meters, and the bald head in the middle of the team suddenly shouted again: "! Oh it!! With that, he walked out of the group, went straight to one wall, and took out a porcelain vase from the hole in the wall.

Bones said beside him: "Bald, your backpack is too full, why haven't you got enough?" ”

The bald head waved his hand: "No, look at this vase, I have seen exactly the same one in the stone room above." In other words, the objects in this stone chamber are genuine, and the contents of the stone chamber on the horizon are all fakes deliberately made by the Pharaoh. Even if it is a fake, it has been left for thousands of years, to the extent that it is fake, so ordinary people can't find it! This Egyptian Yellow Emperor is too yin! ”

As he spoke, he emptied all the antiques in his backpack and re-packed them in the holes around him for small and valuable items.

Ouyang Feizhu seemed to want him to give up these things, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything in the end.

I raised my flashlight and shook it, urging urgently: "Bald, don't be too greedy, be careful that greed is not enough to swallow elephants, we are not short of money now, there is no need to take these things." ”

"What do you know, we are not short of money because I am greedy for money every time, if I change this problem, we will have to drink the northwest wind in the future!" As he spoke, he was not idle under his hands, constantly stuffing valuable antiques into his backpack.

I sighed helplessly, and on the other hand, I thought that he was right, the reason why we can have millions of savings now is indeed because he is greedy for money every time he brings back some rare things, and he has an absolute say in this matter.

The backpack is not big, it is very easy to fill it, and it will not waste a few minutes, so I will not say anything more and wait for him quietly.

However, just as I swept past several people with my peripheral vision, I suddenly felt as if something was not quite right. After careful inspection, there were a total of seven heads, and there was no problem.

However, I quickly reacted and my head was buzzing! Seven shadows, and counting myself, that's eight heads!