This dead body is naked**, so the iron donkey wants to find a treasure, and it is also very targeted. He specifically touched the hair, nose, mouth, armpits and other parts of the dead body.

At first, nothing was found, but the iron donkey and the old cat were very patient, and the iron donkey touched the dead body little by little. I really don't know what they think, but the old cat went over and broke the dead body's legs and made it fork, and the iron donkey stretched out two fingers and struck at the dead body's buttocks.

I know there's a new term here, it's called chrysanthemum. Actually, I was disgusted with the iron donkey's tossing like this, and I thought it was too ruthless. But I have to say that it is because these two brothers can toss that they really found a treasure.

The iron donkey suddenly laughed and pulled out a round stone. The stone is several laps larger than a glass ball, but much smaller than a ping pong ball.

I can't help but think of relics, many eminent monks or cultivators will have this after death, but the question is, are there relics made of chrysanthemums?

The iron donkey and the old cat seemed to know the round stone, and their expressions were very strange, especially the iron donkey showed a hint of excitement.

They didn't want to stay any longer, they had a lot of treasures, and they weren't interested in the palace, and we had been in the lake for too long, and there wasn't much oxygen left in the oxygen tank. The two of them turned around together and swam outside.

I was a co-ordinator, and I wanted to swim with them immediately, but when I looked at the dead bodies, I suddenly wanted to do something.

I bowed three times to the corpse, I can assure me that I was just bowing, but when I was done, I was surprised to find that streams of black liquid were flowing out of the corpse's buttocks.

This is a new discovery, I wonder if it was because this place was originally blocked by round stones, and after being taken away by the iron donkey, it was equivalent to the seal being opened, and all the strange things in the stomach of the dead corpse overflowed?

I didn't want to go again, so I whined as much as I could, and at the same time dangled a flashlight at the back of the iron donkey and the old cat to remind them.

They both spotted my signal and looked behind each other. I pointed to the dead bodies and told them to come back quickly.

But after such a while, the change is even greater, it is no longer a stream, but the black water sneers out, and after it comes out, it quickly melts into the lake.

I'm worried that this thing is poisonous, and even though we all wear breathing masks and can't suck in black water, who knows if it's harmful if it sticks to the skin?

I quickly took out disposable rubber gloves from my breast bag and found a small plastic bag. When I put on my gloves, I crumpled the plastic bag again and stuffed it tightly into the dead chrysanthemum.

In this way, the black water no longer comes out, and I am also relieved. During this time, the iron donkey and the old cat were watching, and they knew what was going on without me saying anything.

They both gestured, which meant that we would carry the dead body out together, and when we put it on land, we would find a way to study it.

I think it's a good idea, so I'll do it with them. But I don't know what's going on, this dead body is very heavy, and it seems very difficult for us to move it up together.

We don't swim anymore, we stand on the ground with our feet, so that we can increase our strength. And just as I was grinning with tiredness, there was a sudden sharp pain in my leg.

I thought to myself, what's the matter? Leg cramps don't feel like this, do you? I looked down again.

At this moment, I was frightened by the scene in front of me, there was a human head, biting my leg. This head must have been on the original nine pallets.

My head was buzzing, especially the human head and eyes were still blinking, obviously alive.

My heart said, is it a ghost? Otherwise, how could a single human head soaked in water still be alive? It also bites harder and harder. I came back to my senses from the pain.

I was so frightened that I scolded in my heart, and all the words of his grandmother, his grandfather, and his ancestors popped out. I shook my leg vigorously to get the head away.

My move was very big, and the iron donkey was not far away, and he didn't look down, but he knew that I was trembling. He didn't know what was going on, so he whined to remind me to calm down.

When he found out that I was crazy, he ignored him. He looked down again. This time he was also frightened.

It could be seen that he wanted to scold a, but as soon as he said this, the respirator fell off. He wowed, quickly took the respirator back, and pressed it in his mouth.

No matter how old the iron donkey is, the experience is here. He calmed down a lot in an instant, walked and swam to my side, took out his dagger and stabbed it at the head.

All of a sudden, a hole leaked through the cheeks of the human head. The iron donkey also lifted the head forward with a dagger.

The human head is not dead at all, and he moves his mouth vigorously in anger, that is, he can't reach the iron donkey, otherwise he will be sure to die and gnaw the iron donkey's face.

The iron donkey didn't care about that, but stretched out his iron palm again and struck the man on the head. Surrounded by this force, the head flew out with a swish.

Normally, it should have slowly sunk to the ground, but halfway through, the human head twisted a few times, and a dozen tentacles protruded from the section of the neck.

I don't know if it's a good idea to describe it as antennae, they're thin and translucent.

Under the constant swing of the tentacles, the human head was able to float in the water, and even the tentacles swung slightly obliquely, and the human head pounced on the iron donkey.

The iron donkey had already changed his hand to prepare, and at this time took the rifle down. He raised his gun, and when the head of the people got closer, he pulled the trigger and slammed the shot.

A bullet accompanied by a waterline struck the left eye of the man's head. Now the head has no temper, and the tentacles also have a kind of twitching, and they fall down as soon as they lose their balance.

The iron donkey took out a stubborn look and pulled the bolt of the gun. And I looked at the other people's heads, and found that the remaining eight heads, although scattered around the black coffin, most of the heads also reacted, some moved their mouths, some twisted and pinched, and wanted to stand up.

I have a guess that just because the human head can reach out with tentacles, I suspect that these people are hiding from the little octopus. But if you think about it, octopuses can't control human heads to bite people, right? This phenomenon is interpreted differently.

The iron donkey fired a few more shots and fed a few bullets to the heads of the people who reacted more quickly. During this period, there is a rule, when a bullet hits the eyeball, the head immediately becomes lifeless, and when it hits other parts, the cheek or the door of the head, the head does not die for a while.

I'm sure the eyeballs are the death hole of these heads.

Let's not analyze what is going on with these heads, I gesture to the iron donkey, which means quickly, and these "bear children" are all killed.

Iron Donkeys did the same, but these heads also had countermeasures.

All of a sudden, they all opened their mouths wide and spewed black water from the inside out, and the dead body lying in the coffin also opened its mouth to spray black water.

With so much black water working together, the surrounding lake water was mixed up in a few blinks of an eye. We couldn't see the coffin and the heads clearly.

A few of us were worried, and then we stepped back together.

The old cat and I swam left and right next to the iron donkey, and the iron donkey raised his gun for a while. He also turned his head to look at the two of us, did that mean do you want to wait for the black water to fade? We rushed back to take the dead.

The old cat and I were also a little hesitant. And suddenly, a dark shadow rushed out of the muddy water in front of him.

He's the dead body, and I have to say he's so fast, he's in front of us right away. The old cat was the first to react and stabbed him with two knives.

If you want me to say, Lao Mao is the most terrifying warrior in our special case team, and with him on the horse, I think we have a great chance of winning. But this time he had a natural enemy.

The dead corpse stared at the godless eyes, stretched out two swollen hands, and grabbed the old cat's wrist in advance.

I didn't see how hard the dead body was, and the old cat's whole face was distorted in sudden pain, and he foamed. His hands holding the knife also had cramps, and he lost the knife.

The dead body slapped his hands again at the old cat's left and right temples. I could hear a thud from afar. The old cat was completely unconscious, grinning, and a trace of blood floated out of it.

This happened so quickly that the iron donkey could only take advantage of the time to shoot the dead body in the chest in order to save the emergency. This shot actually shot into the chest cavity of the dead body, but it only brought out a stream of black water, and did not kill him.

The corpse was angry at the iron donkey's actions, and stretched out two more claws. I found that his physical toughness was very good, and he couldn't catch the iron donkey with his two hands and claws, which was a little bit worse, but he slammed his strength and stretched his arms a little longer.

This time, the iron donkey was also caught by him. He stretched out one hand in front of the iron donkey's face, stuck to it, and pressed his five fingers hard. The iron donkey's facial features came to an emergency assembly for a while.

The iron donkey must have been in a lot of pain, and he didn't care about shooting at the dead bodies so much, and he kicked his legs hard. The corpse didn't care, and snatched the rifle with his other hand.

He casually flipped back, but the gun was infused with a lot of force, and it swooped into the muddy waters.

He raised his fist again and smashed it into the iron donkey's stomach.

I was in a hurry, knowing that if I didn't go up, we would all be wiped out. I put on a desperate stance, and I saw the dagger at the waist of the iron donkey.

With a pistol in one hand and a dagger in the other, I rushed to the dead body, stabbed the dead body with a knife, and shot at him, greeting him with bullets.

After four or five rounds of bullets, the corpse threw the donkey away and turned to look at me again.

I felt a sense of fear hanging over my head, and I was completely scared, and my heart said that this would not kill him, what else could I do?

The corpse changed its routine to me again, and he didn't throw any more punches or claws, but suddenly pounced on me, opened his mouth wide and bit hard at my neck.

I tried to resist, but my strength didn't work at all. He was quite ruthless in this bite, and he was estimated to be able to bite off a piece of meat, but as soon as he touched my blood, he became uncomfortable, and he also retracted his strength early.

I came back with a pure life, and I was so troubled by him that I thought I had discovered his weakness by surprise.

Seeing that he didn't dare to fight, he just turned his head and ran away, I definitely didn't do it, and I said that this stupid thing wants to go, with my permission?

I hurriedly threw a big pounce and hugged him tightly on the back. He also stretched out his arm and sent it to his mouth, and said in his heart, "Come, uncle, please eat your meal!" ”