If I have the life to go out alive, I am afraid that I will have no worries about food and clothing in the next life if I can carry a bright weapon. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info can be regarded as not in vain for little Japan. He looked back and saw that Sakazaki Ryota's people hadn't followed suit, and this small clay pot was not big, and if he could hide one of them in his clothes, he would probably not know it.

"Hmph, do you deserve to have good things for a traitor like you?" Professor Bayara glared at him, ignoring him.

"Shhh......h

There must be something in this jar, and it still weighs a little when it is carried, and it probably contains more than a pound of heavy things, and he smacked it and found that it was not in a liquid state. I didn't have the time to study these now, and little Japan immediately followed, and if he was found hiding something, he would definitely kill them, so he stuffed it under his belly and followed quickly with his clothes.

"Ah!!!," he had just put the clay pot under his stomach when he suddenly fell down with a scream. The man clutched his stomach in pain, his face twisted together, and he didn't know how much pain he had suffered.

"Ah...... Agudamu ...... Help me, help me!" he cried out for help.

Wushuang was also shocked when he looked back, it seemed that his judgment was correct, these clay pots were really exquisite.

"Master, Master, let's see what's wrong with him?" Agudamu wanted to save his brother, but he didn't dare to approach.

"I can't help it, you can go and see for yourself, I said I wouldn't let you touch this thing here, who told you not to listen?" Wushuang even had a feeling of schadenfreude.

The man's cry became weaker and weaker, and it was only a few seconds of work, and he didn't know what was hidden in the jar, and he tortured a sturdy man to death like this.

The remaining two caravan brothers were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, leaning against the tomb wall and watching their companions indifferently from calling for help to choking their breath. The man was dead, but the bulging stuff hidden under his belly seemed to be wriggling.

Agudamu stepped forward with guts, picked the clothes off his stomach with the barrel of his shotgun, and glanced at ......, "Huh?" He was frightened by the terrible sight before him, and he took two steps back and sat down on the ground.

"Master, Master, Human Head!, Human Head!" he said, he got up from the tomb and caught up with Wushuang like a lost dog.

Wushuang looked back, and sure enough, it turned out that the clay pot contained a human head with blurred flesh and blood, which was half rotten and still stained with shriveled flesh and blood. The man's head was crawling with maggots, bubbling between the skull's teeth. He opened his mouth, bit the man's stomach tightly, pulled out all the intestines in his stomach, and was sucking into his mouth, and the bloody white things in the intestines were entering his mouth one by one, and the scene was disgusting and cruel.

"Oh my God......! How is this possible?" Professor Monalo was also frightened, but fortunately he didn't open the lid after listening to Wushuang's advice just now. Otherwise, he would end up like this, it's not a question of whether he can be saved or not, it's too late to save it!

In the past, they had only seen these Ming utensils poured out by the Tufu in the research institute and antique shops, and they thought that tomb robbing was a job with no technical content and no risk, and it was nothing more than losing their conscience and being despised by the world. But when I saw it today, this business is really not something that anyone can do with a handful of strength, there are dangers hidden everywhere in the ancient tombs, and if you are not careful, you will have to take your life into it.

Professor Monalou and Wushuang belong to peers in a fundamental sense, only one is official and the other is civil. But if we talk about experience, the methods of these folk people are much more sophisticated than those of archaeological institutions. I've heard my friend Bayara tell him a few times before, but he didn't take it too seriously, isn't he a tomb robber, in terms of identity, he is much lower than himself, and he is not worthy of being a friend at all. Now it seems that he has underestimated this ruffian, and this is just after entering the underground palace, and people have saved him twice. Inevitably, he also glanced at Wushuanggao.

Everyone who saw this scene covered their mouths and ran to the side retching, and the human head in the jar was still eating, squeaking and chewing on the dead man's intestines one bite at a time.

"This is just the beginning!" Wushuang said coldly, patting Agudamu on the shoulder meaningfully, turning and continuing to walk forward.

"Twins, what the hell is going on? It's just a human head? It's not a living thing, how can it be dead? And there's no body under the head at all!" Professor Bayara couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask Wushuang.

"You ask me? I don't know, there are too many things to pay attention to under this ancient tomb, and each nation has its own means of preventing tomb robbers. Two professors, you have been to a lot of ancient tombs before, haven't you encountered them in your archaeological institutions?"

The two shook their heads in unison. In fact, the ancient tombs excavated by the current archaeological department are either those ordinary people's tombs that have no value at all, and there are also large tombs, but they are basically patronized by tomb thieves.

The archaeological department does not have the ability of tomb robbers to view the mountains and caves, and when they find the ancient tomb, the cucumber vegetables are cold, so the danger inside has already been figured out by the tomb robbers. The treasures they found were also rare for tomb robbers. In a general tomb, when the archaeological department digs in, one or two corpses that do not belong to the tomb will always be found, that is, the tomb robbers left behind.

"What's going on up ahead?" asked Ryota Sakazaki.

"Nakasa, don't touch these clay pots, there are skulls that can bite people inside!" Agudamu hurriedly took the opportunity to pat himself on the back to please little Japan.

"Clay pots, the Empire doesn't need these broken pots!Break them!" a dozen or so Japanese ronin rudely smashed the clay pots in the tomb with their katanas, and the heads of the people in the clay pots rolled out of them. But it's very strange, the heads of people in western Zhejiang are also in a semi-rotten state, but none of them can move.

"Agu, didn't you say it would bite people? It was simply a dead man's head, how could it bite people? You are deceiving me!" Sakazaki Ryota said angrily.

"No, no, no, my companion has been bitten to death by this thing. ”

There are two good people in perverted little Japan, and they actually walked over and kicked this person's head as a ball, but they didn't expect that the foot had just touched the human head, and suddenly the human head seemed to be prompted by some mysterious force, and directly opened its big mouth and bit down.

Suddenly, there was a scream of ghosts crying wolves behind him.