When they came to the hollow of the tree, they took torches and shone it over, and by the light of the fire, they saw that something seemed to be moving in the hollow. The thing suddenly turned its head when it saw www.biquge.info light approaching.

"Batum?" there was a person squatting in the hollow of the tree, and that person was **** the remaining juice of the blood pine.

"Stand back! Stand back!" because he didn't dare to approach this guy again, for fear that he would lose his mind like the monster he had just encountered.

"Agudam, Hasen, is that you, Eternal God bless, my Anda, you're finally here, thank God, I thought the big brother had abandoned us. "Who knows, that man named Batum can still speak.

"Batum, don't talk about this, you're hungry, aren't you? Why haven't you come back these days? Don't eat this, I still have dry food here. Seeing that his former brother was in good sanity, Agudammu jumped off his horse and pulled him out of the hollow in the tree.

Batum's body is very large, covered in mud, and his body temperature is slightly low, it is estimated that he has suffered a lot in the forest in the past few days, but what is he doing with his long legs? Why don't he run out and ask for help? Why do you hide in the hollow of a tree and eat these blood-red pine oils?

"Come to Batum, I've seen the young master Wushuang. He brought us in to find our brothers. Agudam introduced Batum.

"Batum has seen the master, the master is blessed!" he was extremely weak, and he did not forget to kneel on one knee to give Wushuang a big salute.

"Batum, let me ask you, what did you find when you went into the woods, what happened to the ground, why didn't you go out and ask for help? Do you know how much everyone is worried about these days?" asked Wushuang scoldly, but still ordered the others to give Batum dry food and water.

Batum didn't bother to answer the young master's question, devoured four large loaves of bread, drank a sheepskin bag of mare's milk wine, and gradually warmed his body, and his face was bloody. He was starving. It is estimated that for so many days, he lived by drinking these scented pine oils.

Batum said that the three of them entered the forest that day and began to search the area, and the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and they finally found a huge lonely tomb behind the forest, and they thought that they had made a meritorious service, and the eldest brother would definitely reward him well when he returned. So the three of them dug up the tomb together.

This lonely grave is very strange, the entrance to the tomb has been dug up, and it is not an incision dug with a Luoyang shovel, but a sapper shovel. They didn't want to find anything valuable, they all thought that this lonely tomb must have been bad for the thief who touched Captain Jin. But there are rules for touching the gold captain, you can't serve it in one pot, you must leave food for your peers.

If this place is really the tomb of the Rouran people, then a small piece of the things below will be worth a fortune.

Because Batum was a newcomer to the caravan, his status was relatively low, and the other two ordered Batum to keep watch outside, and they went in to check. In fact, to put it bluntly, there are good things that people pick first, and at the end they will give you some soup to drink.

Batum is angry, but angry, this is the rule that the horse gang has formed over the years, a bit like the custom of veterans bullying new recruits. But he should be glad he didn't go down now. Otherwise, it wouldn't have survived to wait for rescue.

"What did they find down there?" asked Mushuang.

"I don't know! It's terrible, I'm scared when I think about it now, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I don't dare to sleep for the past three days, and I don't dare to close my eyelids! As soon as I close my eyelids, I see the terrible scene of that day, it's too scary!" Batum took another sip of wine to give himself courage.

He waited for a long time at the entrance of the tomb that day, but the other two brothers did not come out, and then until nightfall, they waited for five hours, and there was still no movement inside. He thought that his brother had suffered an accident and was gnawed by the big rice dumplings inside.

He shouted out his companion's name, but no one answered him.

Just as he was about to probe in to find his companion, as soon as he put his head in, he suddenly saw two cold rays of light shooting out of the tomb. He was shocked and retreated.

The things in the tomb came out, and it was the two brothers who had entered earlier, each holding a small gold medal in their hands, and on the small gold medal was written crookedly a string of Hu Wen that he did not recognize. It seems that this is a treasure that a companion pulled out from below.

"Amur, is it pure gold? it's worth a lot!" he exclaimed, excitedly.

But Amur didn't reply to his words, Amur looked at him, stiffly approached him step by step, and the brother behind him also slowly approached Batum like Amur.

"Amur, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? Are you talking?" this Batum was quite smart, and seeing that something was wrong with his companions, he began to retreat again and again, trying to keep a safe distance from his two companions.

Mongolians generally trust their compatriots, and their national cohesion is strong, not that Batum does not trust his companions, but that these two companions are too bizarre. There was no living look in their eyes, and they were full of death. As long as you're not stupid, you can see it.

"Amur, don't scare me, what's wrong with you? Are you sick too? Let's go, let's go out and find the eldest brother to make it clear to him, don't send the brothers in again." Batum tried to communicate with them, but in this case the other party could not reply to him, because he had become a prey in the eyes of the two brothers.

"Don't come here!" Batum picked up and pointed his dick at them.

But the two guys didn't pay attention to Batum's warning, and still stiffened and approached him step by step.

"Don't come! I warn you!" Batum's hands trembled. It's not that he doesn't dare to kill people, and the people who can join the Dongmeng Ma Gang are executioners who kill people without blinking. He couldn't bear to shoot at his companions, and the Mongols cherish brotherhood very much, and they regard brotherhood as life, even beyond the love between husband and wife.

Suddenly, Amur pounced on Batum with a strange scream, and Batum was prepared and rolled on the spot to dodge. Everything is already clear, the former good brothers are no longer themselves, and if he doesn't open his mouth, he will definitely be torn apart by these two living corpses.

His hands were shaking, and he didn't want to shoot, because they were good brothers in the past, eating together, sleeping together, playing together, killing people and setting fires together.

Batum was forced to retreat again and again by two monsters, and he should not be killed, this kid is not as thick as other Mongolian men, his legs and feet are very fast, and he keeps dodging left and right in circles around the forest, and the two guys behind him did not catch up with him.

If you can't catch up, you can't catch up, but people have physical limits, and Batum can't run if he can't run for half an hour. Seeing that the other party was approaching again.