The fat man grabbed his body and told Long Mo that it was uncomfortable to itch on his body, and let them see what was going on.

His body was covered with large red spots, itchy and uncomfortable, he could only keep scratching, scratching, and seeing the sticky liquid scratching out of his body, he felt that something was wrong, and his heart became nervous.

"Don't move, let me see what's going on? Why do you have so many red spots on your body, but we don't? ”

The flashlight moved to the fat man's body, "Fat man, you, why did your skin become so horrible?" ”

"What the hell is wrong, don't scare me, don't look at me so fat, but my guts are very small."

When Long Mo moved the light of the flashlight to the fat man, his skin began to fester, and he grabbed large pieces of skin from the place where he had scratched, and a lot of black and yellow liquid oozed from the skin, which was pus from the skin festering.

"Your situation is not very optimistic, I'm afraid that your skin will completely ulcerate, and you won't survive at that time, let's go back and send you to the hospital first."

Long Mo felt very strange, he didn't have this kind of condition on Nan Zhengji's body, only the fat man had this thing on his body, and the speed of festering was very fast.

Needless to say, it must be the venom on those stone birds that made it look like this, but the problem is that he was also stained with venom, and so was Nan Zhengji, neither of them had it, but the fat man had it alone? Could it be that this venom only reacts to fat people? Or is there selective venom?

Nan Zhengji said: "This is not strange, I have ten thousand Gu mothers on my body, which can dissolve this toxin, but why can you kid also dissolve this toxin?" Do you have anything else on you, I found out that your old dragon family was born to rob tombs, and you are not afraid of anything you encounter in the tomb. ”

Hearing what Nan Zhengji said, Long Mo was a little suspicious that it was the role of the real dragon gem, but even the effect of the real dragon gem should have been injured before it worked.

"Do you two still have a conscience? Think of a way, I'm fucking itching to death, my skin is rotten like this, and I'm really going to die here if I go down again, can you bear to see me die? "The fat man now wants to cry without tears, his heart is anxious, and he doesn't know what to do.

Nan Zhengji said: "What's the hurry? Wait for me to see that my kind of Gu worm can detoxify, there is always one of more than a thousand kinds of Gu worms that can detoxify. ”

"Huh? You're going to fucking try one by one, and when you're done, I'll report to Hades. ”

"If you don't try it one by one, how do you know that the toxin on my body is the kind of Gu worm solution, or you can try it with the dragon boy, maybe he can help you unravel it at once, try his blood."

Long Mo felt that this was not a way at all, and his blood could only activate the energy of the Dragon Seeking Ring, and had no other use.

"Boy, I beg you, you can do it, get me some blood, I'll pay you back once a month in the future, okay?"

Long Mo was almost disgusted to death by the fat man's words, what do you mean that his mother is still once a month, and you still come to relatives once a month like a woman?

"Okay, okay, I don't want you to pay it back, don't fucking say it so disgusting." He really couldn't stand the fat man's disgusting Dafa, so he had to bite his index finger and drop a drop of blood on the red and swollen part of the fat man's body.

"Come on, come on, here's this, how much blood can come out of your bitten skin." The fat man took out a dagger from his pocket and handed it to Long Mo.

The black line on Long Mo's face, what the hell are you going to do? This is another occupational disease, he took the dagger, held the blade and pulled it, the bright red blood flowed out in a thread, dripping the blood on the fat man's body, and the blood flow stopped in less than thirty seconds, and the wound had basically healed.

The fat man said, "You put more blood, don't be so reluctant?" ”

"Fatty, don't be so anxious, let's see if it has any effect first, if it doesn't work, even if you drain the blood of the dragon boy, it won't have any effect."

The fat man shut up, and after a few minutes, he became happy, "It works, it works, you see." ”

The two looked at the place where the blood was dripping, where the redness and swelling had dissipated a lot, and the skin had changed to its original state.

"Boy, hurry up, release a big basin of blood, fat man, I'll go down and take a blood bath, and a blood shower will be basically good."

"Do you want Lao Tzu to cut the major artery and let you wash it well? He didn't have a big pot of blood when he killed a fucking pig. Although Long Mo said this, he still cut the palm of his hand, put his palm against the fat man's body, and wiped the blood that flowed out, so that he could waste less blood.

"Damn, who told you to be so fat, how much fucking blood is going to be wasted?"

Nan Zhengji said: "Don't talk, you have to wipe it everywhere, otherwise you will get infected." ”

The fat man took off his clothes and pants, and his body was now covered with large pieces of fallen skin, and his back was already stained red with Long Mo's blood.

In the end, Long Mo put blood eight times before smearing the fat man's body, and before it was over, the fat man said: "Boy, you seem to have forgotten to paint a place, that is, my chrysanthemum and the second brother, you forgot, are you discriminating against them?" ”

Nan Zhengji slapped the fat man's head with a slap, "Spicy next door, do you want Lao Tzu to find a cucumber to stuff in your asshole?" Get those places yourself, dragon boy, bleed on his hands, let him do it himself. ”

The fat man looked aggrieved, and he was even more afraid of what Nan Zhengji said, if he really found a cucumber to stuff in his chrysanthemum, it would be too miserable, so he had to come by himself.

Sure that there was nothing on his body that was still itchy, he put on his clothes. "What you said just now is not right, we must treat history correctly, we must not tamper with history, what Persianism is, there is no such thing at all."

Nam Jeong-hee said: "I don't know what the real history is, but I know that all dynasties and dynasties have unknown histories that have been submerged in time, and I would rather believe that there is something than believe that it is not, otherwise how do you explain this tomb?" I know I'm talking about one-sidedness, but we still have to be careful. ”

Long Mo nodded, feeling that what Nan Zhengji said was very reasonable, what crime is important for tomb robbery? The light source, the food, the self and the careful treatment are all to be sure.

"Let's open this sarcophagus first to see what is in it, and why does Zhao Kailai attach so much importance to what is inside."

The fat man felt that his body was not so itchy, so he walked to the side of the sarcophagus and pushed it hard, the stones rubbed against each other and made a buzzing sound, Long Mo and Nan Zhengji were dumbfounded, the fat man had such a lot of strength from there, and one person removed the lid of the sarcophagus?

The lid of the coffin was only half removed by the fat man, Long Mo shone the flashlight inside, and saw a dry corpse one by one, the clothes on his body were tightly attached to it, and a yellowed white cloth was wrapped around his head, this kind of clothing was not the clothing of the Central Plains region at all, a bit like the form of a mummy burial.

The stomach of the corpse does not bulge after a period of burial like in other tombs, there is no trace of the belly bulging on the clothes on the corpse, the belly of the corpse will bulge the clothes out, and when the stomach is deflated, the clothes that are stretched will be wrinkled, but the clothes on this corpse are flat and neat, and what it is like when it is buried.

This is the same as the form of mummy, after the pharaoh died, the internal organs were taken out, the internal organs and the corpse were dried and then put back into the stomach, and then wrapped in white cloth layer by layer, the ancient Egyptians believed that their pharaoh would always come back to life at some point, so the body of the pharaoh should be well preserved.

"I, am I dazzled, I actually saw his chest rise and fall as if he was breathing." The fat man couldn't help but take a step back!