(I was a little busy in the afternoon, so I wrote a chapter in advance and put it up.) There's another chapter tomorrow if you can. ）

I'm kind of fat. There was a thing sitting on the ground in front of him who didn't know if it was a human or a ghost, and he could still lean against the railing and smoke while waiting for us to come.

I saw the fat man slowly approaching the thing with a knife. When he got closer, the fat man's body stiffened for a moment, then he turned around and waved us over, and then turned around and crouched in front of the thing, as if studying something.

I thought to myself, fat people can't be joking again, right? But after thinking about it, the fat man's joke just now almost killed him, and he won't remember it for a long time, right? Thinking about it, I followed Lan over.

"Look, what's going on? I've never seen a fat man. Hearing the footsteps of us walking in, the fat man didn't look back at us, but just turned his back to us and said.

I approached the fat man to see what was in front of me.

It's a dead man. And judging by his clothes, it should be a person of our time.

"Tomb robbers, too?" I asked the fat man, "Is it strange that there are grave robbers?" ”

"Look closer." The fat man shines a flashlight on the corpse's face.

"What, you think he's more handsome than you?" I asked the fat man. After intimate contact with the female corpse, my courage gradually grew, and I was able to watch the corpse joke with the fat man without changing its face.

"Fart, Lao Tzu is much more handsome than him." The fat man said. "It's not for you to look at his face, it's for you to look here." As I spoke, I saw the fat man poke the corpse's face with a flashlight. As soon as the flashlight touched the skin of the corpse's face, I saw his face burst open, and then a foul-smelling thick yellow liquid slowly flowed out of the breach.

I let out an "um" and asked the fat man what was going on. The fat man shook his head, then went to look at Lan.

"Melted." Lan said.

"Melt?" I was stunned for a moment, and then I went back to look at the corpse's face. Now I understand what the fat man is telling me to see.

It's not the face, it's the underside of the face.

The flesh underneath the corpse's entire face took on a liquid hue, and the amount of liquid stretched the entire face up. It looks like a balloon filled with water.

"How so?" I asked.

Lan didn't answer me, just used a knife to pluck the corpse's body. However, the whole body of the corpse has already melted. Although Lan was already careful in his movements, as soon as the knife touched the corpse's skin, the skin began to crack, and then liquid flowed out.

The fluid reminds me of the pus that turns out of an infected wound.

It's okay not to think about it, and my stomach rolls at the thought of it. I tilted my head and threw up next to me. It took a while to vomit before he came to his senses. But when I looked back and saw that the body was covered in that liquid, I really couldn't help it. Not to mention the compressed dry food I ate before, even the yellow bile water vomited out.

"It's not productive." The fat man looked at me and shook his head.

"You're powerful, don't put up with it if you have the ability." I scolded. I could see that the fat man was sick to his stomach too. It's just that he didn't spit it out because of his face, and his face turned green.

"It's so melted that there's only bones left." Lan wiped the knife on the corpse's clean clothes and said.

"How so?" The fat man asked, "We didn't run into any traps along the way." After saying that, the fat man seemed to think of something, and asked, "Could it be that this decaying ghost has sent all the thunder for us?" ”

"No," Lan said, putting away his knife and looking up at the corridor in front of him, where there was still no end in sight, "there was no mechanism all the way through. ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment and asked, "No mechanism?" So how did this guy die? You can't just walk and become like this, right? ”

At this time, I finally relented, and I deliberately looked at Lan instead of the corpse with a white face, and asked, "This person is really unlucky, he died on the road before he touched Jin." ”

"He's already touched the gold." Lan looked at me and said, "It's a pity that he died on the way back." ”

"Dead on the way back?" The fat man and I were stunned at the same time. I was about to ask what this meant, but the fat man next to me sighed and said, "You mean he has been to the tomb and has succeeded in getting good things." But died on the way back? ”

Lan nodded.

"No, how do you know he died on the way back?" The fat man asked.

"Look at what he's holding in his hands." Lan said.

Curiosity does have a commanding power. I resisted the violent vomiting sensation and looked down at the body again. Sure enough, on the corpse's right hand was a transparent jade plaque.

The fat man carefully picked out the jade plaque with his knife, but still broke the corpse's hand.

The fat man picked up the jade plaque in front of him and looked at it carefully, and after looking at it for a while, he said: "I don't know which dynasty it is, but it's not the current one anyway - I damn it, is this person really coming out of it?" ”

"After all that, you still don't fucking say how he died." I scolded.

"How do I know that?" After speaking, the fat man mouthed towards Lan Nunu, meaning that she might know.

I rolled my eyes at the fat man, meaning she would have said it long ago if she wanted to.

The fat man shrugged.

"There's danger ahead." Lan said suddenly.

"Always ready." The fat man said.

Lan turned his face to look at the fat man, and the fat man hurriedly changed his words: "I mean that there are dangers in the inverted fight, we know it in our hearts." ”

"Look here." Lan drew the knife again and picked open the corpse's clothes, revealing the skin underneath the clothes.

The fat man and I looked and saw that the skin under the clothes was covered with dense red spots. It's kind of like being pricked with a needle.

"Red rash?" The fat man said, "It's nothing. ”

"It's a sting."

"Ding?" The fat man and I didn't react at once, saying that we didn't understand.

"It was bitten by a bug."

"Bitten by a bug?" The fat man and I were stunned again, and then found that Lan continued to pick open the corpse's clothes with a knife.

As the clothes were lifted, there were more and more red spots on the corpse. If I had to describe it with anything, it would probably only be described with pores as many as the body of the body.

Looking at the dense red spots all over the body, my scalp was numb, and the hairs on my body stood up directly.

"I advise you not to follow." Lan said. After saying that, I saw her stand up and walk straight forward, without even looking at us.

The fat man also gasped when he saw those red spots, and his face was a little not good. It seems that I want to retreat a little. But after hearing Lan's salty and indifferent words, the fat man began to disagree again: "How can I speak, fat man, am I the kind of person who is timid and afraid of death?" After speaking, he patted me on the shoulder and asked, "You say, do you want to follow?" ”

I'm not fat, I was so cold and startled, and scolded: "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, can you not shoot me next time." ”

The fat man cut it and said disdainfully: "You said it, it's the gentleman who doesn't move his mouth." Fat man, I'm fat, this sentence doesn't work for me. After saying that, he patted me on the shoulder again, "Can't you get on it?" ”

I subconsciously looked at Lan who was going farther and farther, and my heart was ruthless: "Up! As he spoke, he took the lead and chased after Lan.

The fat man was stunned by me, muttered, carefully wiped the jade plate on his clothes, put it in his pocket, and then screamed and waited for me to catch up.