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Then, Sora walked in.

"She's gone?" Sora said.

I nodded and said, "The skeleton on the ground may be hers." ”

"What did she bring you for?" Sora asked.

"Just let me see this burial chamber." I say.

"Look at your cave room?" Sola said jokingly.

"Is it just this bone cave room?" I laughed.

"Maybe she'll just ask you to help her bury this skeleton." Sora said.

"Most likely, although she wears this mask, she is not the high priestess, but the maiden who was placed on the altar, and her bones were discarded here after her death, and her soul cannot rest in peace, so let us help her." I say.

"Well, that's all we have to think about for now." Sora said.

I dug a hole in the ground with a shovel, put her skeleton in it, and then put the mask in it, buried it again, and said, "She's in the ground, and I hope that's what she intended." ”

"Let's go." Sora said.

But there is no way back, it is just a hole, and it is not dug next to the grave, but I don't know where it is.

"Why is there no way?" Sora asked.

"She's completely gone, so her power is gone, so the path opened with her power has closed, and she's not trying for us to die here." I say.

"And how are we supposed to get out?" Sora asked.

"There's only one way." I say.

"What's the solution?" Sora asked.

"Dig a hole." I said, "Dig a medium-sized cave to go straight to that grave." ”

Luckily, I came in with a shovel, so digging a hole shouldn't be a problem.

Without saying anything superfluous, I directly began to dig holes in the wall, digging more than ten meters away, and finally encountered a hard stone brick, I opened the stone brick, and a burial chamber appeared inside.

Sora and I jumped into the burial chamber, where a platform was placed, on which lay a dry corpse in a wide robe, with a dark face and a thin head wrapped in shriveled and wrinkled skin.

How is it that this person is not even useful for a coffin?

How could there be such a dried corpse in the tomb of King Kate?

"Why is this person useless even for a coffin?" Sora asked.

"His identity may be very low." I say.

"If his identity is very low, how can he have a separate burial chamber of his own?" Sora asked.

"Maybe this is a very special person, who asked himself not to use the coffin." I say.

"Have you ever heard of such a legend?" Sora asked.

"This robe is so familiar, I look like I've seen it there." I say.

"What? Elsewhere than here, where have you seen such clothes? Sora asked.

"I think about it, where have I seen this dress? That's right, on the mural, the witch doctor! To him is the legendary witch doctor next to the king. I said.

"What does ・・・・・・ Witch Doctor do?" Sora asked.

"The King's Personal Physician." I say.

Well, I didn't expect that I finally got into the tomb of the witch doctor by mistake, and I had nowhere to find it when I stepped on the iron shoes, so I didn't have to work hard to see if I could find a way for the witch doctor to resurrect the queen here.

I remember the mural of the witch doctor holding a green onion in his hand, and I hope to find more information about that green onion here.

I scrutinized his baggy robes, but there was no clue to the onion.

"What are you doing? I don't want to know how to get out of this tomb, but I'm studying the dead body, he's not the woman, and he won't seduce you, why are you so careful? Sola said.

"You know what, this dried corpse holds a big secret, and I have to look into it." I say.

"What the hell are you doing here? Isn't it in search of treasure? Sora asked.

"Huh? Yes, just to find the treasure. I said.

"Does this dried corpse have anything to do with treasure?" Sora asked.

"Yes." I said that I was still working on the dried corpses.

"Yes? Yes or no? Sora asked.

"Every clue here can find secrets about the treasure, so I have to let go of every clue." I say.

Sora walked around the chamber and watched the surroundings, allowing me to study the dried corpse of the witch doctor.

I opened his clothes, but I didn't find any other medicine or grass like an onion, in fact, at the time of his death, the ministers who opposed the king's resurrection of the queen would never give him anything to bury him, not even a coffin, which is enough to show that he was very hastily buried at the time of his burial.

So where did all his stuff go? Abandoned by the ministers?

I thought I was lucky enough to meet the dried corpse of the witch doctor, but I didn't find a clue here, and I can't find any clues about the resurrected man here, and I'm afraid that the whole tomb won't be found again.

I was a little disappointed, and I couldn't help but sigh at the thought that Qing'er might not be rescued because of this.

"What's wrong? Didn't find a clue to the treasure? Sora asked, walking over to me.

"No, not at all." I say.

"I know how this man died." Sora said suddenly.

She is from the special forces, and she must have studied training in criminal investigation, so judging the way a person dies should be considered a good skill.

"How did he die?" I also asked casually and boringly.

"Choked, it must have been something to eat." Sora said.

"What? Choking? How could he have choked to death? "I don't believe it at all.

"How could it not, look at his throat, it has become a dry corpse and is still raised high, there must be something in it." Sora said.

Sola pulled out her dagger, picked the witch doctor's throat, took out a stick of hay like an onion, and said, "Do you see if he swallows such a thing whole, can he not choke to death?" ”

It turned out that the grass like a green onion was swallowed by him whole, no wonder I couldn't find any clues to it there, I thought there would be no more such thing in the whole tomb, fortunately with Sora with him, otherwise I would never have thought that this thing would be in the witch doctor's belly, and now, as far as I know, this is the only panacea for resurrecting Qing'er.

This must be a very precious medicinal material, and the witch doctor knew that the minister was going to kill him, so he was reluctant to discard this precious thing, so he swallowed it whole into his stomach and committed suicide, so as to protect the medicinal herb and avoid the pain of being assassinated.

"Let me see what this is?" I reached out and took the grass.