There is such a thing as human skin. There has always been. Skinning people under torture. The stone gate is also skinned. Many ethnic minority tribes also have a tradition of skinning sacrifices.

How to peel human skin. There are many kinds. Look at the effect you want to achieve. You are going to make Zhao Cheng the pain of skinning people. It is often cut from the eyelids. Pick up your eyelids. Spread it little by little. Make the biggest cut from the corner of the eye. If you want human skin to make the material. For example, a bulge or something. That is often cut from the heavenly spirit cover. Circumcision in a circle. Peeled out of human skin like this. It's complete.

However, this human skin is not. The mouth of human skin. It turned out to be open on the back. About a palm's width. The edges are rolled up. It appears to have been cut with a blunt object. The human skin is intact and elastic. Although nearly a thousand years have passed. But it can also be pulled properly.

On top of human skin. He also wore a gold silk embroidered robe with red sè and blue edges. On the top and boot position are cloud crowns and boots. The third uncle picked it up. The rusty robes cracked into pieces.

After the third uncle picked up the human skin with a dagger. The faces of human skin are shrunk together. It looks like a person is making a very difficult face. The eyebrows and hair of the human skin fall out a lot. But it's still certain. It's an old man's skin.

The third uncle couldn't figure it out. Why is this carved iron coffin inside. There was only one human skin. Is it in front of the bitter lord. Tortured. Not even the flesh remained. Only such a human skin into the burial?

It doesn't seem like it. Rule. Could it be that this human skin is a burial object? Is it the bitter master's favorite thing during his lifetime? Look at the placement of the cloud-crowned boots and human skin. But it's impossible. The position and placement of the human skin. It was definitely buried as a corpse.

Look under the human skin. It is a cotton silk futon. Quite well preserved. But there's a hint of messiness. Wrap up the futon. There seems to be another layer down there.

A light vessel is placed under the cotton silk futon. It is also a typical Tibetan method in the Yuan and Ming dynasties. Most of the golden treasures of the Myojin Sect. It was found in the bedding.

The third uncle put down the human skin. Use a dagger to open the mattress underneath. The cotton silk is extremely good. But it's also extremely soft. After a few clicks. Although the mattress turned over. It's also in tatters. And under the mattress. Sure enough, it was a mess of some gold and silverware. There are several double gilded plates. and some small pieces of gold. The surface is a little blackened. And in the midst of these things. But there was something as ugly as a curling tree root. It's about the length of a person's legs. Coiled up like a centipede.

The third uncle was even more puzzled. He crushed the mass with his dagger. I found that the thing was as dry as a stone. Appears to be a giant dehydrated and dead slug.

The third uncle looked at the human skin on the other side. I looked at the slug-like shrunken remains again. Ponder for a moment. I said yes. Could it be this slug-like thing. A bug that was originally in the body of suffering? The bitter lord who eats is only left with a layer of skin. Then he drilled out of the body of suffering. However, the bitter lord actually used an iron coffin. Everywhere and everywhere. Trapped in this iron coffin after all?

No wonder people say that there must be monsters sealed in the bronze iron coffin. This person must have known that his body would not be protected after death. I don't want this demon to come out and harm people again. So he buried himself in an iron coffin. It's admirable.

But what kind of monster is this thing? People say there are three corpse worms in the human body. Cutting off human eyes on corpses. The corpse cuts down the five internal organs. Kill people's stomachs under corpses. When people die, they leave. Could it be this thing. is one of them. Didn't come and run?

The third uncle said that this time he had opened his eyes. If only there was a camera. Able to take pictures. I went back to boast about it. He looked at the crowd again. All of them were unconscious. Immediately, he had an evil heart. The heart said, "I can't take this man's skin." I'm going to take a few pieces of gold with me anyway. After saying that, put on gloves. It's going to be a trick and the thief doesn't go empty.

Unexpectedly, he hasn't done it yet. I heard someone laugh behind me suddenly. The third uncle was shocked. I turned my head to see it. However, it was too late. Suddenly, a slap hit the third uncle on the back of the neck. The third uncle's eyes darkened. and fell into the coffin. Fell on top of the "corpse worm".

The third uncle wanted to come. It must have been smashed by a flashlight. The third uncle smashed it not lightly. Later, I woke up with a headache. The others are gone. And the third uncle looked for a few laps. They weren't found.

The latter thing. As he said at the time. He came out of the tomb alone. Salvation on the surface of the sea. It's been a few weeks since I came to my senses.

He said that he found out that the little brother was not old when he was in Jinan. It occurred to me. Will there be a few of them. I also ate the elixir in the tomb. Then he went in again to take a look. Only to find out that this was indeed the case. Those few people. They should have taken the pills. And he also found out that Aning's company was the company that entrusted the unchaining at that time. That's why I fought with them for time. As for why those people later appeared in the Genting Heavenly Palace. The third uncle himself didn't know. It's a pity. If he wasn't in a coma at the time. You should be able to know the whole thing. It's a pity, it's a

The third uncle sighed. I don't know among those people. Is there a brocade or not. Lifetime. I was able to see Wen Jin again. Even if it's a corpse. He was able to let it go, too. Pity. God never let him get his wish.

Get out of the hospital. I felt a heavy heart. And with some ease. A little bit of fun. Another bit of melancholy.

Heavy is. That's what the third uncle said. It's confusing. I always feel it. Maybe there's something wrong? Because after he finished speaking. I didn't see a relieved expression. Obviously, he still has a baggage in his heart. Relaxed. There is finally an explanation. One way or another. I can finally let go.

The whole thing. I have a vague approximation. Because there are too many threads. It's very difficult to manage. Throughout the third uncle's narrative. The most important thing is the third person.

It was he who led everyone through Qimen Dunjia. It seems that he was the one who knocked the third uncle unconscious in the end. And what happened after the third uncle passed out in a coma. He himself said he didn't know.

And the stuffy oil bottle and the third uncle's final narrative. Not consistently. As for which one is true. It's not that important.

In a word. If the third uncle lied to me. The third person must be himself. If not. That should be a stuffy oil bottle. Because at the "bottom of the pool". Now there is only his narrative. If he lies. There is even a rebuttal version. And if it's someone else. There are always things that are not clear.

The mood was relaxed. I can't help but be a little disappointed. This puzzle has tormented me for so long. Now it's the answer. It doesn't feel so jīng color again. As I expected. There is a big gap. But maybe that's the way it is. That's not going to be a force to be.

The third uncle can already be discharged from the hospital. I'm tired of eating sick food. I came out to help him book a hotel. A few days afterward. I talked to him about some details again. He told me. The iron coffin. It is given to people to melt with mixed acid. They wash porcelain with the ingredients of the acid. I don't know who came down with this kind of thing. and his most recent launch with Anin's company. How he killed several people who were following him. In the room where the model of the Tiangong is placed. Discover the hint to enter the Heavenly Palace from within the model. and went out through the exit where he was brought in by the unchained at that time. It's another tirade. These things are recounted. It's boring, and I'll leave it at that.

A few days after that. The third uncle who listened to Pan Zi woke up. It's Jilin. Pick him up. This time, the third uncle's business suffered huge losses. Dude caught it. Runaway, run. The third uncle's position in Changsha also plummeted. And he himself was disheartened. Simple-minded. It was as if only a shell remained.

[Originally.] Tomb Raider Note 3 ends here. ]

Talking is restless. I'm also getting ready to go back to Hangzhou. It's just that I didn't stay in Jilin well. So the time was a few years later. Contacted a few nearby friends.

I have a few college classmates in Long Chūn. So they rushed over. A few people walked around. Let's talk about the past. My mood gradually became positive. Later, I went to various cities. Wandered through the antique market. One comes and goes. Another two weeks.

So much has been through. I've become a little out of place. I used to spend money and pay a price. Now I only feel that it is simple to pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. But that's it. The money around me is gradually decreasing.

Several of my friends wondered how I had changed. Iron roosters also pluck their feathers. I can't think of it. They all asked me what stimulated me.

Walk through the line of life and death. I'm afraid that's the only benefit. People are more open-minded. I picked the jīng color one. I told those people about what I was going through. It's also a braggart. After all that is said. No one believed it. One of them laughed and said, "You said the people who went down to the bottom of the sea." Is that the picture you showed me? I can't think of that thing after that. There are so many more stories? ”

I listened to him. That's when I remembered. I've found a photo on the web before. There are the words "fish with me" underneath. At that time, I asked this person to check it for me. Later, it was only found out that it was posted on the Internet in Jilin. Then it won't be over. Come on now. It's weird, too. The Internet is really developed. That is, these years. Who sent it?

Now that I remembered. I asked. Did the man find anything more later? The man shook his head. Apparently didn't take my business to heart. Just said: "Such a photo is too ordinary." And it's too old. At that time, materials were generally not available online. I can only do it by technical means. The address of the IP is the only thing that can be checked. I feel. If you really want to check. It's better to go to the National Archives and Records Administration. Find out which eleven archaeological team has disappeared in 20 years. There may be more to know. ”

I groaned. And that makes sense. One of the people corrected me: "You remember wrong. I've seen that picture too. It's ten people. ”

The man shook his head and said, "No. I feel like eleven people. ”

My heart jumped. He asked, "Why?" ”

The man smiled, "It's true that there are ten people lined up in the photo." But. Isn't there another person who takes pictures? Didn't you think of it? ”