In the mid-to-late eighties of the last century, with the reform and opening up, a large number of foreigners brought Western companies and culture, and also focused on China's underground cultural relics. At that time, it was a golden era for tomb robbers, new technology, new equipment, a large number of foreign devils wielding dollars with money, as well as relatively underdeveloped regulatory measures and people who were not yet vigilant, these conditions provided abundant and rich soil for tomb robbers, and bred groups of tomb robbers with different backgrounds and strengths.

It is not difficult to explain why Father Miao came, he is the speaker of Luomen in the Northeast, and others are doing things on his own land, at least he can't sit idly by. Again, this also gave them two pieces of information: first, what they were looking for here might be a priceless ancient tomb, otherwise Father Miao would not have personally intervened; Second, in this way, Daddy Miao is very likely to be their opponent, referring to the strength and equipment of these people, Daddy Miao may not take any advantage, and will be more than lucky.

"Want to kill people?" The fat man said: "There are many people in the village who know that we are here, if we can't get out, how many people do you think will continue to come in?" You do your business, I'll look for my people, everyone will not interfere with the river water. I secretly watched you on the hill because I wanted to know if the person we were looking for was yours, and when it came to this, there was no need to lie to you, and it would not do you any good to kill us. ”

"Looking for someone?" Bazihu smiled again: "Okay, even if you are looking for someone, I have already told you very honestly, there are no faces here, stop here, you will be wronged for a few days, and when we are done, we will naturally let you go, during this period, your diet and daily life will be with us for the time being, remember, don't force me to kill." ”

This result, for them, is safe for the time being, at least there is no worry about their lives. The mustache would always leave two people in the camp, and these two men were now the watchmen who watched over them. These people knotted very professionally, the fat man tried several times to untie it, but found that the more he moved the rope, the tighter it became, in order not to let his hands be wasted, he simply became a prisoner and slept first. He believes that no matter how cunning the enemy is, there will be a moment when he is sloppy, and when he turns over, the new and old accounts will be counted together.

The speed at which this turnaround appeared was a little too fast, so fast that it was beyond the fat man's expectations.

About half an hour before dawn, the wave of people who had gone out before came back, and when they went out, the fat man counted that there were four of them, but when they came back, there were only two, and they were supporting each other. Not to mention how embarrassed it was, there were a lot of blood stains on the dirty body, and as soon as they arrived at the camp, the two of them fell headlong, and after a while, they were carried into the tent again.

After about ten minutes, Bazihu came out with a nervous expression, and he looked up and down at the sleepy-eyed Cha Wenbin and asked, "Are you a Mr. Yin and Yang?" ”

Cha Wenbin didn't answer, but turned his face sideways, his mustache was a little anxious, and he raised his voice and shouted: "I'll ask you again, are you a gentleman!" The muzzle of his gun was pressed against Cha Wenbin's chin and shouted word by word: "I'm going to change my mind now, if you don't use it, then go down to the funeral first!" ”

"It's a gentleman," Cha Wenbin said truthfully, "you can shoot." ”

"Okay, okay." Bazihu put away his gun and said: "I have long heard that there are people in the south who will bring Mr. Feng Shui to this business, let me ask you to answer, you are not allowed to ask questions, do you know?" Dare to say half a word of nonsense, I will break the woman's leg first with one shot. ”

"Just ask." Cha Wenbin knew that this person must be in trouble, and it was estimated that eighty percent of it was related to the situation just now.

"Are there any zombies in the tomb? What can be done to restrain it? ”

Cha Wenbin nodded and said: "Yes, if the dead body does not decay under certain conditions, it may be transformed when it comes into contact with the yang energy of the living, and there are many ways to restrain the zombie, depending on what kind of zombie it is." ”

"Like coming out of the wall." Bazi Hu said: "What is this kind of thing? ”

"Walls?" Cha Wenbin was stunned for a moment and said, "Shouldn't zombies be in coffins?" Or in a burial pit. ”

"Tell you not to talk nonsense!"

"I'm sorry, I wouldn't be sure if I hadn't seen it in person."

"Then you come with me to take a look...... After that, Cha Wenbin was untied and then walked into the tent by the rest of the people.

In a corner of the tent, the two men who had just walked back were lying in their sleeping bags, trembling all over, their faces were blue, their lips were white, and their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat. Bazihu pushed Cha Wenbin and said, "You go over and see what is going on with the two of them." ”

"I'm not a doctor," Cha Wenbin said, "If you are sick, you should be sent to the hospital." ”

"It's not that I'm sick," said a man next to him, "they said it before they were bitten by something and passed out." ”

After listening, Cha Wenbin frowned and gently lifted the corner of the sleeping bag, and sure enough, he saw two little finger-thick bite holes on the shoulder blades of one of the people, the meat on the outside was bitten outward, and a few scratches were also found on his arms, so deep that the muscles inside had been pulled outward, and the blood in the wound was black, Cha Wenbin lightly dipped a little under his nose and sniffed it, and then said: "Bring me my bag, maybe they can still be saved." ”

Cha Wenbin turned out a small bottle from the bag, and he poured a lot of black powdery stuff into the palm of his hand from the bottle, and then suddenly pressed the thing into the wound on the arm of one of the people. The man immediately struggled in the sleeping bag, his expression was very painful, his twisted body and extreme moaning made Bazihu annoyed, and he pointed a gun at Cha Wenbin and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"If you don't want him to die, it's best to stand aside," Cha Wenbin said: "Even if these two people are not bitten by zombies, they are zombie-like things, this is old incense ash, which can pull out poison, and now the conditions are limited, and there can only be so much that can be done." Then he began to work, and after a while the incense ashes began to solidify, and he scraped off the solidified ashes and replaced them with new ones, each time the dressing was changed to make the two of them feel painful, but after a few times, the blood on their faces gradually improved a little.

About the seventh time after the dressing change, Cha Wenbin scraped off the incense ash again and sniffed it in his nose, and now there was a trace of blood in the ash. He flipped through a bottle from his bag, poured out a few pills from it, and said, "Give them a dose, once every three hours, I will go to the mountains to pick some herbs." ”

"Want to run?"

"You could have killed me." Cha Wenbin pulled away his gun and said: "I promise they won't live until noon tomorrow, and you don't want to do anything either, this thing can scare me, but it can't scare zombies." ”

Cha Wenbin walked out of the tent and turned into the forest, Bazihu was reminded by his subordinates to follow but was stopped, he said: "This person is not simple, I'm afraid he will become an unplanned part of us." ”

Half an hour later, about dawn, Cha Wenbin came back with a bunch of herbs, these unknown plants were smashed with stones mixed with water and smeared on the wounds of the two people, he knew that this was the only thing he could do, if he could survive tonight, he might be able to save it.

"You know very well, can you work with us." Bazi nonsense: "I can give you the share you should take." ”

"Not interested." Cha Wenbin said: "I said, I just came to find someone. ”

"But there are your comrades outside," Bazi Hu said: "I gave you this opportunity because I think you are a talent, I appreciate talent very much, it just so happens that I have two brothers, you can join with your friends, not everyone has the opportunity to cooperate with my lone wolf." Think about it, oh no, you don't actually have a chance to think about it, if the two of you can't get out, then the remaining two outside will also stay for you to be buried. ”

A few minutes later, the fat man was put down, and after tying it all night, he felt that his arms were no longer his own, and he was escorted into the tent with his arms thrown around, and Cha Wenbin was eating the breakfast that those people had prepared for him.

"Now you're welcome to join," said the man who called himself the poisonous wolf and held out his hand to the fat man, "you are lucky to have a nice brother, eat it, and then I will take you to see another world." ”

"Can you tell me, who are you?" The fat man said, "I should always know what my partner is like." ”

"You don't need to know, the less you know, the better." After saying that, he gave the fat man's sand troll back to him and said, "It's yours." ”

"Can you change it? MP5？ ”

"You don't deserve it!"

The rules of survival for each kind of person are different, the fat man has his, Cha Wenbin also has his, at least now Miao Lan and Qiu Dawei have obtained a food that can satisfy their hunger, at least they may be able to find some clues about Daddy Miao, at least they can save their lives for the time being. There was almost no news from Poison Dragon Ken, and he didn't allow Cha Wenbin to ask questions, at least for now, they were blindfolded by black cloth and then pressed back and forth by people and began to walk down the mountain, until they came to a place and were put down by people on a rope.

"Alright," they unwrapped, and it was dark outside, and intuitively it was a thief's hole.