The clay pot is a petri dish for Gu worms, and it is a cultivation vessel used by the ancient Wu clan.

Despite being reduced to dust, Sven Hedin was not such a reckless man.

What was his purpose in doing so?

Zhang Yishan hurriedly took a few steps back, reflexively covered her mouth and nose, and screamed twice, "Sven, you did it on purpose?" ”

She deliberately stared at Sven Heding's movements with her peripheral eyes, and the missed action of the crockpot falling was very clever, and if you didn't look closely, it was difficult to find that it was a special action made by him.

Why did he knock over this jar, did he know in advance that the jar contained Gu poison?

The smoke and dust that filled the small area of the side hall continued, and the faces of several people became more and more solemn.

Sven Heding stayed there, and became helpless in the face of Zhang Yishan's questioning.

"I, I really didn't have a heart, it was supposed to be a liquid inside, how could it suddenly become a pile of dust."

When they entered the side hall, several people almost ignored these clay pots, and Sven Heding rummaged through the boxes in the corner of the wall and found them from there.

A normal person's mind would not think that there is food for the intruder in the thousand-year-old tomb, what is in his mind?

July waved his hand and slapped the dust away, wanting to approach the powder remaining on the ground to check, but Ning Yun grabbed her arm tightly, and she was not allowed to pass.

Although she knew that the girl in her family was almost immune to all the Gu poisons.

But, who can guarantee that there is no Gu thing in the world that can hurt July?

"I'll see what it is."

The curiosity of people who study Gu poison about ancient Gu objects is strong.

She wanted to learn about this ancient recipe.

"If one of you is poisoned, I may need to save you."

Ning Yun clenched his teeth and looked at Sven Heding with hatred, thinking why bother with their lives or deaths. If you are incured by Gu, the big deal is just death, how can you let your own girl take risks.

"Maybe it's a mold, it's a deadly toxin anyway, it's like, like the curse of the pharaohs," Zhang said. ”

She wasn't sure where she was now, maybe she was dead, she didn't know yet, maybe she was still alive.

Zhang Yishan didn't dare to risk her life, but now she is still standing in front of several people normally. She hid furthest away for fear of getting a little bit of powder.

Pharaoh's curse!

Indeed, the powder contained in the earthen pot is reminiscent of the deadly curse inside the Egyptian pyramids.

As the dust cleared, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

Sven Hedin held a flashlight in a trembling hand and shone it on the dust on the ground, and did not speak for a long time.

What about the curse of the pharaohs?

In 1963, Cairo University medical professor Izetin Tayi published an article saying that according to the examinations he had done for many archaeologists, they all had a virus that causes inflammation of the respiratory tract.

He believed that the people who entered the pharaoh's tomb were infected with the virus, causing pneumonia and died.

In 1983, Philippe, a French female doctor, put forward another idea.

She believed that it was not the virus but the mold that was deadly, and that the pharaoh's burial goods were degraded over time due to the abundance of food in the funeral goods, and that various mutations of mold were produced due to chemical changes.

July took the flashlight handed over by Sven Heding, and when he saw it, he was stunned, "Living creatures will die, and there is no way to save them." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yishan twitched twice in her heart, covered her heart with her hands, touched her whole body up and down, and only relieved her mind after confirming that it was okay.

Looking at July with horror and doubt.

And July closed his eyes, as quiet as a pool of water.

Ahem~~

A violent cough sounded in the side hall, and after several tosses and turns, it drifted through the ethereal tomb.

Yes~~

Then came Ning Yun's surprised cry, "Mr. Sven, girl, look at Mr. Sven." Save him. ”

On weekdays, this girl is sharp-tongued and unforgiving, but when she really faces the moment of a fresh life, she can't help but plead with July.

No matter how much she swayed, July remained unmoved, as still as a sculpture.

A series of coughing sounds, Sven Heding's nose and mouth were constantly coughed up with red powder along with breathing.

"He's dehydrated?" Zhang Yishan's facial expression was tangled, and her steps continued to retreat, if it was an infectious virus, she didn't want to die yet.

The three of them chose to remain silent at the same time, and Sven Heding's physical condition continued to deteriorate, unconsciously reminding Zhang Yishan of the curse of the pharaoh and the mold related to the curse.

"Girl, hurry up, save her." The girl is not the kind of ruthless person, how can she be indifferent to the life and death of others today.

"Ningyun, it's useless. This is punishment and there is nothing we can do about it. July still closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he couldn't bear it, as if he was moved.

This foreigner didn't add trouble to her team along the way, and even took good care of herself, how could she bear to watch the other party die.

After a burst of dry coughing, Sven Heding's skin quickly dehydrated and wilted, and even brought out dark red blood under the violent cough.

Blood spilled down his nostrils, mouth, and ears, and the condition worsened, and even his eye sockets began to be covered with bloodshots.

The situation is terrifying!

Help, save me! July's shoulders trembled slightly, and drops of crystal tears expressed her inner unbearability.

Chinese? Zhang Yishan's terrifying emotions disappeared, and she glared and asked: "Hmph, you really can speak Chinese, who are you, these are your last words before you die." People know that they are going to die, and their words are good. ”

The dehydration was so severe that every word he uttered became extremely difficult.

"Help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." He begged for help, but he didn't tell the truth.

Zhang Yishan looked at July and wanted to communicate something, but July's eyelids never lifted.

"Tell me the truth, I can make you suffer less."

If she wants to save her, Zhang Yishan is confident that she can't do it at all, so she can only promise to make his death less painful.

"I, I'm not Sven Heding."

"I know you're starting to doubt me, huh," he said with a wry laugh.

"My name is Ben, please forgive me before I die, I'm just a poor person, I'm just a stand-in." Ben said.

Zhang Yishan was afraid that he would not be able to slow down if he inhaled in one breath, so he hurriedly asked, "Ben? Scapegoat? Whose stand-in are you, and why do you pretend to be Sven Hedin and go down to the Sun Tomb with us? ”

"The organization, our organization has a leader, and I don't know how many there are for a leader like me. Water, water, give me saliva, I'm so thirsty. ”

Changes in body tissues cause Ben to have a strong feeling of dehydration.

He licked his lips with difficulty, and Ning Yun could even see that the tip of his tongue was oozing blood.

Ning Yun really couldn't bear to see him like this, and roared at Zhang Yishan: "Are you deaf? He's all like this, he needs to drink water, get him some water! ”

The two women quarreled fiercely, and Ning Yun was thinking, whether this woman had a heart or not, what issues were more important than a person's life and death.

"Okay, if you want water, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Yishan picked up the water-seeping coat that she had taken off before, twisted it into a ball, and some water droplets fell down.

Ben's flesh and bones were already clinging to each other, clinging to the ground, his fingers blurred from the extreme pain, and his deformed mouth was staring at the droplets.

He took two sips on the ground, the dryness eased slightly, and he gasped and said, "Our goal every time is to tell us the destination, this time we are going to the ancient city of Shaburied." ”

"Where are you going?" The ancient city of sand burial has always been just a legend, not to mention that few people know, whether there are valuable treasures in the ancient city are unknown, its cultural value may be immeasurable, but it is obviously not very wise to rob the tomb to find such a large ancient building complex.

What kind of strength does an organization that can fight the idea of "burying the ancient city in the sand" have?

"It is said that it is said that ~~~" and a few more violent dry coughs.

This time he spat out something black.

Ning Yun vomited when she saw it, she recognized it, it was part of the liver, but it was so black that it looked like it had been burned by fire, and there was a trace of green smoke.

The smell of burnt meat fills the air!

"A ~ ancient book!"

"Miss July, on this journey of death, it is the greatest honor of my life to meet you. Unfortunately before I die, in the words of you Chinese, I admire you and love you, but we are inseparable. ”

He smiled miserably, his Chinese pronunciation was pure, obviously he had deliberately studied for many years, and every sentence came from the bottom of his heart and was sincere.

Ben's last words in the world are this confession.

Ning Yun noticed that the corners of July's eyes were already moist, and tears flowed quietly down her cheeks.

The man who called himself Ben lost his breath and fell to the ground, the black spots on the corpse quickly spread all over his body, and his death was like a burning fire, and then he was charred black.

When they met, he said that he was Sven Heding, and he excitedly told them that the caravan had discovered the ancient city of Loulan.

Their feat was enough to shock the world.

July is still recalling the hearty laughter of this foreign man when they first met.

"What, how does it look so much like that corpse?" Zhang Yishan was not very satisfied with the information she received.

Ben's death is very similar to Zhu Beichen before, his whole body is dehydrated, his skin and flesh are connected, and it feels like he has been dead for more than half a year.

It's that all they touch is what's in the crockpot!

I seem to have sucked a little bit of powder just now, why am I fine? Zhang Yishan was worried.

Time passed silently in the temple, and after a few minutes of silence, July gathered up his sadness and opened his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, and prayed for this friend in a way peculiar to the Witch Clan.

"I'll call you, Mr. Sven, we've known each other for a short time."

"Thank you for your help and respect for me, and may your soul rest in peace in the tomb."

wiped away his tears, shook his head helplessly, and said to himself in his heart: "It's not that I don't want to save you, this kind of Gu is unsolvable, Gu means that it is born for punishment, you disturb the owner of the tomb, it is a punishment." Non-human beings can return to heaven. ”