Don't look at Mr. Liao's usual kindness, he is old again, but he didn't expect to go crazy like a beast, and several people couldn't hold it.

Xiao Liu was bitten into the major artery by him, lay on the ground and convulsed twice, and saw that he couldn't survive.

The army that fought with him at the beginning was also bitten and dying by him.

Flathead risked his life to control him, but in the blink of an eye, he was pressed to the ground by this old thing, crying out for help.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a reed sound, followed by a "whoosh", and a crossbow arrow shot straight into Mr. Liao's left eye and pierced through the eye socket.

Soon there was another sound of machine springs, and a second crossbow arrow also flew over, this time directly through Mr. Liao's neck.

Hit by these two crossbow arrows, Mr. Liao finally clutched his neck and struggled in pain for a while, fell to the ground and died, and the flat head he pressed was saved.

I looked up and saw that it was the king's shopkeeper who made the shot.

He held a pair of crossbow machines, looked at Mr. Liao, who was gradually dying, and shook his head helplessly.

"Damn, so decent, why did you suddenly go crazy?" The shopkeeper Wang said in frustration, "I also harmed Xiaoliu, alas, it's really a fucking evil!" ”

After that, he put away the crossbow machine, walked over to the army and asked, "How are you, army?" ”

Dajun clutched his neck, blood flowed from his fingers, and he said tremblingly: "Serve the pot, I'm cold...... I was chilled......"

Chills all over the body are a precursor to excessive blood loss, the rats went to the grave and fought upside down, did not bring any medical supplies, the treatment capacity was limited, and the army shed so much blood, I am afraid that his life will not be saved.

Shopkeeper Wang stretched out his hand and patted Dajun's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry." ”

At this time, Biantou asked: "Serving the pot, this Mr. Liao is afraid that he has been caught by a ghost, right?" I just saw that something was wrong with him, and I didn't pay attention to people when I talked to him, and I always laughed weirdly! ”

Sister Hong also followed and said: "I think it's the King of Gu Shu who is causing trouble!" Mr. Liao had no problem before, but he changed after he drove the corpse. ”

As soon as he heard this, Biantou immediately swung his knife and walked towards the King of Gushu, scolding: "Damn! It's been so many years since I've been dead, and I'm still dishonest, and the ghost is still hurting us! Lao Tzu chopped you! ”

The shopkeeper Wang hurriedly stopped: "Flat head! Stop it! Don't look for trouble! Stay away from the evil spirit! ”

When Biantou heard this, he probably recalled Mr. Liao's crazy appearance just now, and he didn't dare to step forward again, took two steps back, and avoided the corpse of the ancient Shu king.

However, when he retreated, he suddenly pointed to the face of the ancient Shu king and asked, "Supporting the pot, why do I think the expression on the face of this ancient Shu king has changed?" You look at the corners of his mouth, as if he is smiling...... This guy seems to be laughing! ”

When he said this, I looked down and was shocked!

I saw that the corners of the mouth of this ancient Shu king were indeed hooked upward, revealing a strange smile!

When he was just pulled out of the trunk before, the mouth of the ancient Shu king was obviously pursed, and the corners of his mouth were not upturned.

Now his expression has changed significantly!

Uncle Mei was also startled, and said in a low voice: "Good girl, shouldn't you cheat the corpse?" The King of Ancient Shu bewitched Mr. Liao, killed Xiaoliu, and caused us to suffer, he is gloating! ”

Sister Hong screamed in fright, and ran over to hug my waist and didn't let go.

Seeing that everyone was frightened by this old corpse, Shopkeeper Wang hurriedly stood up and said, "Don't scare yourself!" What a deceitful corpse! This is because the corpse came out of the water dehydrated, the skin on his face was dry and shrunk, which involved the corners of his mouth upturned, this is a normal phenomenon, it's not a corpse, let's stop! ”

After listening to Shopkeeper Wang's explanation, we calmed down a little and did not continue to panic.

Sister Hong still didn't dare to look directly at the corpse, and whispered to me: "Rong Sheng, why don't you cover that evil spirit first, sister is really scared, by the way, didn't you take out that little girl's sweatshirt?" It's just over the corpse, it's scary......"

Of course I can't agree, it's Sister Xiaomei's clothes, how can I be willing to use it to cover the old corpse.

I could only pretend to be scared and say: "Sister Hong, don't say you're afraid, I'm also afraid, I don't dare to lean over, I'm afraid that as soon as I get close to the King of Ancient Shu, I'll go crazy like Mr. Liao!" ”

When I said this, Sister Hong thought so, and nodded again and again: "Reasonable, reasonable, in this way, you better not go over." ”

At this time, the flat head asked the king's shopkeeper: "The one who supports the pot, in my opinion, the body of this ancient Shu king can't be made, this thing is too evil, but it really can't be touched, do you still want to transport him out?" ”

After all, the shopkeeper of the king invited the king of ancient Shu out of the mausoleum with one mind, which is why he spared no expense to hire Mr. Liao.

Who would have thought that now the corpse of the ancient Shu king could not be transported, not to mention, even Mr. Liao died tragically in the robbery cave, without the corpse chasers in Xiangxi, with the ability of other people's two knives, I am afraid that it is impossible to transport the ancient Shu king out safely.

The shopkeeper of the king stared at the remains of the ancient Shu king in a daze, and seemed to be very entangled in his heart, he thought for a long time, and finally said rationally: "This thing is indeed evil, count the ball, if you don't luck or not, just throw him here!" ”

At this point, he beckoned to all of us: "Alas, what a sin! Come! Everyone come here, kowtow to this ancient Shu king, apologize, let him stop harming us, let the brothers have a way to live, so that the brothers can come out of the tomb safely......"

As he spoke, he stepped forward, adjusted the posture of the King of Ancient Shu, let him lie down in the thief hole decently, and took out three cigarettes from his pocket, lit them and inserted them side by side on the ground in front of the King of Ancient Shu.

The rest of us did not dare to slack off, so we respectfully walked up to the three cigarettes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, and prayed for forgiveness.

Sister Hong said the most, what "King of Shu, you don't remember villains, don't be like us poor and crazy juniors" and so on, chattered a lot, and Uncle Mei also muttered for a long time.

I said the least, but I sincerely apologized, after all, our gang turned people's tombs upside down, and dragged him out of the resting place, which is indeed a bit immoral.

However, I whispered to remind the king of ancient Shu that there is a debtor and a master, and it is the tomb robbery gang of the king's shopkeeper who really destroys his mausoleum, and Uncle Mei and I are here to arrest the tomb robbers, and we are good people.

I told him that if he wants to take revenge, he must identify the real bad guys and not wronged the two good guys.

Of course, I said these words in a very small voice, after all, I can't let Sister Hong and Shopkeeper Wang hear them.

When we had finished kowtowing, we continued to get up and go on the road, when the army could not hold it anymore, and fell to the ground motionless, muttering nonsense.

Flathead couldn't bear to abandon his brother, and wanted to help him up and go on the road together, but the shopkeeper shook his head and motioned with his eyes to throw him down the army.

The flat head did not dare to disobey the order of the pot, and finally wiped his tears, put the army on the ground, and said in a choked voice: "I'm sorry." ”

The army struggled twice to grab the flat head's hand, but in the end it was unsuccessful.

We left him where he was, and walked out without looking back, the first team of more than ten people robbing the tomb, and now the rest of the people, can be counted in a slap.

At that time, I thought that tomb robbing was really tragic, and others envied the tomb robbers who could make a lot of money just by going to the ground, but they didn't know that this money was all exchanged for fresh human lives.