From the perspective of taste alone, this bottle of lama oil for peanuts is absolutely unique in the world.

When he was ready, the fat man put his hand into the body parts of the coffin. As he pressed his hand down, I heard a scalp-tingling beep.

Blood and corpse fluid were mixed together, and the corpse pieces were like rotten flesh hooked through the juice, sticky to the point of hair. Every time the fat man's hand went down, I got goosebumps on my arm at the same time.

", what is this? "The fat man's hand seemed to have encountered some obstacle, and it stopped there at once. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, I knew that this guy was definitely not as relaxed as he said.

After a while, I saw the fat man slowly move his hand back. I thought he was going to give up, but who knows, this dog actually pulled out a semicircular mass from the corpse.

When I saw it, I almost screamed in fright, but I saw that what the fat man was carrying in his hand turned out to be half of his head.

The human head must have been cut open from the middle, and there was still some minced flesh and brain marrow in the skull, and it stared at the eye, and the mouth was still half open. The fat man grabbed the hair from his head and dangled it as if he was going to lunge at me.

The fat man was also disgusted, and after scolding, he threw the half of his head back into the coffin, and then put his hand in it again.

This time, he was noticeably faster, and the "whoosh" I heard was getting more and more intense. I was so sick that I didn't know how I couldn't hold back and not throw up.

"You'd better stop looking." Peanut suddenly said to me, "The people over there don't know what Lu Dao is doing, why don't you go over and take a look, if they want to come, they can help us drag it." ”

I wiped my face, and I originally wanted to say: It's okay, Lao Tzu can withstand it. But as soon as I turned my head, I saw the fat man pulling out a person's thigh from the corpse, and suddenly, I couldn't bear it anymore. Turning his head, he walked in the direction of the side door.

As soon as I walked into the second brick room, I couldn't resist the urge to vomit. But I felt that it would be terrible to vomit on the ground and be seen, and it was hard to explain.

I was probably hilarious like that, scurrying around the brick room with my mouth covered and like a headless fly, just trying to find a place where I could vomit the contents of my stomach. I was thinking of the clay pot next to the stone couch, but the contents of my stomach had already turned into my mouth, I glanced at the corner of my eye, and subconsciously picked up the lid of the bronze incense burner in front of me, and said "wow" inside

Fortunately, I buried my head in it, and the sound was blocked by me in the incense burner, otherwise it would have been heard by Yang Lang at that end.

After spitting up, I closed the lid and I felt a little more comfortable. Relieved, eh, don't say it, after completely throwing up, I'm even a little cool. But when I looked at the incense burner, I couldn't help but muttered in my heart again.

Damn, when the excavation comes in the future, those archaeological teams will see a bubble of vomit in this incense burner, and I don't know how they will feel.

But I can't think about it much at this time. I took out the kettle from my backpack and rinsed my mouth, and after two more sips, I felt that I really couldn't go back to see the fat man digging out things, so I planned to go to the brick room in the middle to see if Yang Lang found anything.

Thinking about it, I got up and walked forward.

There were fluorescent lights along the way, and the brightness was definitely enough, but I thought the shadow of myself being pulled and distorted on the wall looked a little scary.

THE SEVEN BRICK ROOMS ARE JUXTAPOSED SIDE BY SIDE, SHAPED LIKE SIX ENGLISH "Us" ("UUUUUUUU"), and the side doors open in the center of each brick room (-U-), with fluorescent lights hanging inside, and my shadow naturally lies on the edge of the entrance to the brick room.

There were people in front of and behind, but I still felt a strange feeling in the darkness at the entrance.

After watching it for a while, my heart became more and more weird. Then, I couldn't help but keep staring in that direction, tsk, it was a feeling, anyway, I just felt uncomfortable, some of them were scared, and some of them just felt weird.

These opposites have no reason at all, and they appear inexplicably, which makes people particularly uncomfortable. It was as if something was staring at me in the darkness over there.

I took a deep breath and warned myself not to think about it. Then, with his head bowed in a hurry, he walked towards the fourth brick room.

When I was about to walk past the third brick room, I heard Yang Lang still humming over there, and I didn't know what he was singing. Just as I was about to pass through the side door, I caught a glimpse of something in the brick room out of the corner of my eye.

All at once, my whole body froze.

Standing three or five meters away in front of the side door, I was nailed to the spot. Because all the brick rooms are the same, plus the inexplicable feeling before, I was in a hurry when I walked through here.

At that glance, I wasn't sure what I was seeing, but it was definitely something that wasn't found in other brick rooms.

I was actually struggling at this point, and the urge of curiosity made me turn my head, and at the same time another voice in my heart was telling me not to look.

But after the last, curiosity still prevailed. I swallowed, turned my head and looked into the third brick room, and with a single glance, I saw the things.

At that moment, it seemed as if I couldn't hear any sound at once, and I was the only one left around the brick room. The glow of the fluorescent lights seemed to be a little weak in the brick room, and everything around was shrouded in obscure gloom.

In front of me, on the white stone couch, there were three people sitting stiffly, just as the people sitting in the first row when listening to the lecture, but no matter how I looked at it, I felt that the sitting posture of those three people was indescribably strange.

They were all facing me, but no matter how I looked, I couldn't see the faces of the three men. Their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of blackness, and the more I couldn't see them, the more I stretched my necks longer. It's like I can't see the faces of those three people, and I won't be willing to die.

However, when I finally saw the situation of the three people, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

It's not because I can't see their faces, it's not because the light around me is so weak, but because I see a black mass on their faces, it's not the faces of people at all, but the backs of the heads of the three people.

I finally realized why I thought their posture looked a little strange. All of a sudden, I didn't even have the strength to scream, and I immediately slumped on the ground, staring at the three figures, moving them with my hands, and moving behind me little by little.

I was still sitting on the floor until I climbed to the fourth brick room and could no longer see the stone couch.

Yang Lang found me and ran over.

"What's wrong with you?" He whispered in my ear.

I seemed to have lost my ability to speak, and just pointed to the back of the side door with my hand trembling. Yang Lang immediately rushed over, but when he turned around, he looked at me suspiciously.

"Mr. Yuan, what's going on?" As he spoke, Yang Lang forcibly helped me up.