Ground lice is actually a kind of insect, as a child who grew up in a mountain village, Wu Zhiyuan is no stranger to this kind of insect, in spring and summer, generally in the soft soil or other humid environment, you can often see the figure of this insect, but generally three or five, more than ten or twenty, and the body size is generally not large, most of them are only the size of soybean grains.

But the louse woman in this burial chamber is very different from what Wu Zhiyuan saw before, these louse women thousands gathered into a pile, the overall activity is like a mass of black cotton wool wriggling, when you look closely, you can find that each louse woman is the size of a thumb belly, the whole body is black and shiny, two rows of thin feet under the black carapace squirming rapidly, terrifying.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but look at another corner, only to see that the Ma Hu locked over there was also being gnawed by a group of ground lice women, and instantly turned into miserable bones.

After devouring Ma Hu's corpse, the swarms of ground lice women seemed to have eyes, and at the same time moved in the direction where Wu Zhiyuan was standing. Wu Zhiyuan secretly screamed that it was not good, and began to retreat again and again, and at this moment, a few drops of something fell from above, and it happened to fall on the top of Wu Zhiyuan's head.

Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously reached out and touched it, pinched the thing that fell on top of his head in his hand, put it in front of his eyes, screamed, and hurriedly threw the thing to the ground.

What fell on top of his head was actually a few ground lice women!

How could something like this fall on the top of your head? Wu Zhiyuan's first thought was that there was also a lice woman on the top of this tomb? While thinking about it, he looked up and saw that the top of the tomb was black and bright, as if there were countless insects wriggling constantly, and from time to time there were lice women falling vertically and sparsely.

Seeing this scene, Wu Zhiyuan felt a chill in his heart, and at the same time understood what was going on, it turned out that there was already this kind of insect in this tomb, but like that Ma Hu, it had been in a state of sleep, presumably he knocked down the instrument stand, and the piercing sound woke them up.

At this time, the two piles of ground lice in front of him had already merged into one, and a large piece of dense land was quickly squirming in the direction of Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan looked around and found that there was also a pile on the right side behind him, at this time, the body of the Ma Hu had turned into white bones, and it was also squirming towards his side, and the body of the Ma Hu with broken feet on the left side was also surrounded by ground lice, and only the left rear corner of the wall still had a way out.

Wu Zhiyuan knew in his heart that as long as he didn't escape from this tomb, no matter where he hid, he couldn't escape the fate of being eaten by the ground lice woman to only his bones, but out of the instinct of survival, he still retreated to the left rear again and again, and quickly thought about what the ground lice woman was afraid of while retreating.

Ordinary insects are afraid of fire, Wu Zhiyuan is well versed in this principle, so he hurriedly touched his body, but did not find the fire fold, only then did he remember that the fire fold was lost before entering this imperial mausoleum, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

At this time, three piles of lice quickly squirmed towards him, two of them were relatively close, and as soon as they touched, they instantly melted into a whole, a piece of black pressing, and the whole tomb resounded with a "rustle" sound made by lice crawling, which made people get goosebumps.

Wu Zhiyuan took a few steps back, stumbled under his feet, and found that it was the two broken feet of the Ma Hu, so he kicked hard and kicked the two broken feet into the pile of lice on the ground, almost instantly, the broken foot was drowned in the lice woman, and there was no trace.

The dense ground lice puffed up a bag at the severed foot, paused for a moment, and then pressed towards Wu Zhiyuan again.

didn't have time to think about it, Wu Zhiyuan could only continue to retreat, doing useless dodging, seeing that he was about to be forced into the dark place in the corner, suddenly his feet were empty, Wu Zhiyuan was caught off guard, his body suddenly began to fall, and before he could react to what was going on, he fell heavily on the hard ground.

He barely sat up, rubbed his limbs, and found that there was no big problem, so he slowly stood up.

Looking up, there was a hole above, it turned out that he had fallen from here, this crooked hit just saved his life, Wu Zhiyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, stared at the hole for a long time, and made sure that the lice woman in the tomb above did not chase down, he was completely relieved.

Gathering his mind from Fang Cai's frightening, Wu Zhiyuan noticed that the environment he was in now, for him, was just a change in the environment, and he never walked out of this imperial tomb, because he was now in another tomb.

There are many dark vessels placed in this tomb, and there are rows of blue and white porcelain around the stone wall, a vase with a height of a person, and a pen holder at the height of an ankle.

For a moment, Wu Zhiyuan was so dazzled that he ignored a sarcophagus placed in the center of the tomb.

The sarcophagus was roughly the same as the sarcophagus seen in the previous burial chamber, the surface was not carved with any patterns, and the coffin surface was not very smooth, lying alone in the center of the burial chamber, looking unusually cold.

Wu Zhiyuan admired the blue and white porcelain around him, his eyes suddenly collided with the sarcophagus in the center of the tomb, he shook suddenly, and was suddenly startled, there was actually a person lying on the lid of the sarcophagus!

"How can there be a person lying on the lid of the coffin?" Wu Zhiyuan's mind was full of thoughts, and the first thing that came to mind was zombies, because it was impossible to put the corpse on the coffin lid when he was buried, and if it wasn't for the dead body in the coffin that ran out by itself, it would be impossible to explain the situation in front of him.

Wu Zhiyuan stood in place for a moment, and found that the dead body on the coffin lid was motionless, not a sign of a zombie, the light in this tomb was unknown, and he could only see a rough picture from a distance, he moved his steps lightly, and slowly approached the sarcophagus.

Walking all the way to the sarcophagus, the corpse has not moved, Wu Zhiyuan was a little relieved, and after careful observation, he found that the corpse was not decomposed, but in an air-dried state, it looked like a dried corpse, and a man could be recognized, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, with his head slightly sideways in the direction where Wu Zhiyuan was standing.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that his eye sockets were sunken, he couldn't see his eyeballs clearly, his mouth was slightly open, his cheekbones were protruding, and his entire face was almost the same as a skeleton, except that there was an extra layer of dry human skin than a skeleton, which was very terrifying.

Wu Zhiyuan sighed, couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and was about to turn his head to the side, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the person lying on the lid of the sarcophagus coffin actually had a long braid behind his head!