After me and the fat man tirelessly scooped the black water, soon the whole body was revealed.

I took a closer look and gasped, thinking that next to the head was a relatively small human head.

But those human heads are huge, more than twice as long as normal human heads, and they are obviously not human heads.

It really startled us, and the fat man's reaction was even more intense, throwing away the shoes in his hand and almost falling.

If you look closely, there are knives on top of those heads, one on the left and one on the left, which is very symmetrical.

Those heads are not without facial features, and the eyes are on the sides of the head, which cannot be seen at all from the front.

The nose is at the bottom of the head, parallel to the face, with almost no bulge.

The fat man suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the heads:

"It's... Isn't this a horse face? ”

The fat man described it very accurately, these heads were very long, almost exactly like the face of a horse.

Then I noticed that those very thin arms, not without hands, could not be called arms at all.

It's more like a horse's hooves, and all the limbs are like this, staggered and folded together.

Only the head of the whole body is from a human body, and the others are exactly like horses.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but swallow my spit, and I thought to myself, what kind of species is this?

Remy Martin? How did this thing get raised to be so big? Could it be that the owner of this tomb is also like this?

But Zhang Tianyi still looked at it indifferently, and from his eyes, he didn't feel a trace of panic, or even surprise, as if he already knew what it was like.

I knew from his look that there was no danger in the horse with a human head in front of me.

I adjusted my posture and looked at the remy centaur again.

The head shaped like a horse's face and the hoove-like limbs of a horse, in such a comparison, the human head mixed in it is particularly abrupt.

The more I looked at it, the more chilled my heart became, but I especially wanted to know the identity and origin of this "remy horse body".

Then I looked at the slate underneath the slate, which was almost covered by the body, revealing only a corner of the slab, and I couldn't see if there were any words on the slab.

The fat man saw my thoughts, and put something in his pocket, and then said to me:

"Don't you just want to know what's written on this slate?"

I nodded, and said to myself, this is not nonsense!

The fat man smiled, waved his big hand, and said loudly:

"Leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he took out his dagger, held the hilt, and used the tip of the knife to pick at the corpse.

But the corpses were all waxed, and no part of the whole body was hard, and it couldn't be picked up at all.

The fat man left for five minutes, but he didn't pick it up at all, he was very good-looking.

It took so much to pick it up for a long time, and my face was a little hanging.

After a while, he was in a hurry, and the dagger was gone, and he saw him take off his socks again.

As soon as I saw it, I immediately ran away, these shoes are comparable to biological weapons, then these socks must be super biological weapons.

Just when I wondered why he took off his socks, I saw that he was very natural, and put the two socks on his hands.

The two rotten holes in the front of the socks, just exposing his thumb, he clenched his fists, as if to say that they fit well.

I covered my nose, my expression was painful, looking at the fat man's bewildered behavior, and my heart said Isn't it just a slate, as for fighting like this?

Immediately afterward, he put his socked hand into the corpse and prepared to take it out whole.

He cautiously put his hand into the corpse, and his hand was trembling constantly, which showed that he was also resistant.

As soon as the fat man's hand grabbed the corpse piece, the corpse suddenly slipped, like pinching wet plasticine.

I can't catch it at all, and I get a hand of corpse oil when I grab it, which is not only more slippery, but also disgusting!

The fat man hurriedly scratched around, but he didn't catch it at all, he looked up at me, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times in embarrassment.

He waved his hand at me and said:

"Don't worry, I'll think about it again, there must be a way!"

After speaking, he frowned and put on a thinking posture.

I looked at him and was speechless for a moment, before I could say anything.

Zhang Tianyi suddenly pulled out the forging knife and put it in front of him, this movement scared me and the fat man a lot.

They all thought that something had changed in the corpse, and the fat man squatted on the ground.

Seeing that there was no movement in the corpse in the coffin, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted:

"I said, brother, can we say it next time we draw a knife? I'm easy to scare to death if you're like this! ”

Zhang Tianyi looked at him coldly, didn't say a word, and the fat man couldn't help but say again.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, before the words came out, he was startled back by Zhang Tianyi.

I saw Zhang Tianyi suddenly insert the forging knife horizontally into the corpse, and then his arm slammed into it.

He directly picked up the corpse pieces from the coffin.

It's strange to say, just now at the fat man's place, the corpse that slipped so much that he couldn't pinch it, as soon as it arrived at Zhang Tianyi, it was like sticking to a knife, and there was no intention of slipping at all.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tianyi picked up the corpse and threw it down, and the corpse fell to the ground.

As soon as the body pieces came out of the coffin, they began to dry and blacken, and I could see it more clearly.

The long heads, the heads of the horses, were attached to the man's head, huddled together like pomegranates.

What is also connected is the intricate limbs of the body, look closely.

The limbs are on both sides of the body, and if you spread them out, it looks like a big spider.

The corpse's belly was also very large, I don't know if it was born or if it was stuffed with something.

At this time, the corpse has dried up and shrunk, and I am not in the mood to look at it anymore, only the fat man squatted to the side, staring at the jade and jade that has shrunk in.

I went back to the coffin to see the writing on the slate, but when I got closer, it was clean and there was nothing, as if it had just come out of the brick kiln.

I frowned, and suddenly became confused, and said in my heart that it shouldn't be! There wasn't even a single piece of corpse around that would prove its identity.

It stands to reason that the stone slab inside should be the epitaph of this corpse, but why is there not a word?

I looked at the slate, puzzled, and said to myself, since it is not an epitaph, then why put a slate in this coffin? What is the meaning of the existence of this slate?

Thinking of this, I leaned closer, pressed against the wall of the coffin, and reached out to knock on the stone slab, which made a crisp empty sound.

I immediately reacted, it turned out that the slate was empty underneath!

But on second thought, the coffin is empty underneath, and what kind of structure is this?

I really couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't want to, and grabbed the edge of the slate with both hands, and wanted to move the slate out of the coffin.

With a sudden effort, the slate didn't move, and I almost flashed to my waist.

I frowned, and said in my heart that I knew that this slate was heavy, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy.

I felt the gap in the edge of the slate again, and immediately I realized that something was wrong!