"There's a big ditch here, how many people and livestock have to be buried in it, it seems that we can only wade over, I hope these bone frames can bear the weight of the fat man, don't let the fat man go down." The fat man looked at the big ditch in front of him, and said with some worry.

"It's really enough, I think you better go over on your stomach, and the rest of your foot will be drowned again......" I said, and stretched out my right foot and stepped on the white bones on it, and under the foot it looked like a sheep's head, with two long horns growing on it, and at first glance it was a goat, which was the first in the flock, and it was also the most noisy.

This kick, click, the whole sheep's head was broken directly, I really didn't make much effort with this kick, but this skull was directly broken, it can be seen that the years do not spare people, and do not spare the bones, if these bones are buried in the soil, they can be preserved slightly better, not so fragile, but this kind of daily exposure to the air, it will be very fragile, and it will be broken when you step on it.

The current situation is not to mention the fat man, if we go up alone, we can trample the bones in this ditch.

"Whoever goes up is the same, I hope there are no institutions under here." After crushing the sheep's head under my feet, I followed.

After I finished speaking, the fat man was relieved, and waved at the bones in the ditch and said: "Ancestors, we are going to offend, borrow a way, and step on what part of you, forgive me." ”

Those fights I have played before, basically every one of them is played according to common sense, and this normal point, according to the rules of building ancient tombs in ancient times, and in the burial pit, there should be no organs, this kind of place is very resentful, for tomb robbers, it is originally a psychological hurdle, constituting an artificial bone barrier.

And we naturally can't be blocked by such a burial pit, and the fat man jumped directly into it with a step on his thigh after finishing his chatter.

In fact, he walked in, but the bones of his feet were immediately shattered, and after losing his focus, the fat man could only half-jump and half-fall, and entered the burial pit.

Seeing half of the fat man's body, he disappeared directly into the burial pit, and we saw it quite well, and the fat man wrapped in the bones was naturally the most uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but start scolding his mother: "I'll go to your grandma." What the fuck is this......"

And the question I am more concerned about now is not the feeling of the fat man, but what the fat man is stepping on under his feet, so he immediately asked: "Fat man, have you stepped on the end?" ”

When I asked like this, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and his fat body twisted in place, as if he was testing something with his feet, and basically the whole fat face was twisted together, and he looked at me with a very awkward expression and said: "It's sticky below, I'll wipe it, it seems to be ...... It's not the bottom. ”

"What the hell is it, you feel it first, whether it's alive or not!" Seeing the fat man's expression, our hearts immediately hung in the air, so I immediately asked.

After the fat man heard my words, he frowned, then took a sharp breath, and stabbed down, and then saw the fat man's big ass leak in front of us, and then began to writhe.

When the fat man got up again, he saw that one of the fat man's faces had been completely distorted, and he wanted to vomit, but he was holding back it.

I saw the fat man's hand stretched out towards me, and I saw that the finger was a layer of black and slimy things, I frowned and squatted down, and when I got closer, I almost couldn't help but spit on the fat man's face.

There is really no way to describe this smell, the smell of rotten bones, I have smelled a lot, and even the smell of the head that has been soaked in the jar for thousands of years, I have also smelled it, but it is the first time that I feel so deeply like this time, this is completely challenging the limit of what the human sense of smell can bear......

"Haha, you know how I feel below." When the fat man saw my retching expression, he couldn't help but gloat.

I slapped the fat man's fat hand away and kept the smell away from me, which made me feel better.

In fact, the thing in the fat man's hand is a kind of corpse oil, that is, the oil secreted from the flesh when people are burned to death.

And this corpse oil, which flowed from those who were burned to death, still retains that stickiness after so many years.

This sticky thing is disgusting enough to the touch, and with this smell, it is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

Fortunately, as long as we don't squat directly into the pile of bones like the fat man, we won't feel this smell, I estimate that the fat man's hand will not be a few months, and the smell is something that I want to get rid of, although I am rubbing my fingers with my hands hard, but the smell must not be wiped off.

"Okay, okay, don't wipe it, waste paper, just go back and run it with 84 disinfectant for you." Seeing the fat man draw paper out one by one, he is more diligent than he uses to jerk off, I will inevitably feel a little distressed about the paper, in this tomb, toilet paper is a good thing.

But then again, it doesn't matter where it is, sometimes I don't think it's important, but when it's really gone, I know how uncomfortable it is, especially girls, if they go out without paper, they have to be despised.

The fat man couldn't help but pout, stuffed the used paper in his hand into his trouser pocket again, and then put his hand to his nose and sniffed it, and immediately it was like a durian stuffed in his mouth, and he immediately moved his right hand away in disgust.

"Let's go, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!" I looked at the fat man, gave him a very encouraging look and said.

The fat man was already in the ditch at this time, and he was naturally embarrassed to come up, so he could only turn around and start walking to the other side of the ditch.

After the fat man took a few steps forward, I jumped down, when the soles of my feet came into contact with the corpse oil, the taste in my heart was mentioned, how uncomfortable it was, how uncomfortable it was, I was ready to throw the shoes away when I got out of the tomb, but fortunately, the fat man had already walked in front, and the bones were also centered on the fat man, spreading to both sides for a distance, and when I looked down, I saw that the bones were flooded with the roots of the thighs.

I really didn't want to stay in this grave for a second longer, so I quickened my pace and followed the fat man......

(End of chapter)