Watching Ba Lao gradually disappear from our sight, I don't know why a sense of panic suddenly rose in my heart.

When I came back to my senses, I saw that the few of them were already studying around one of the mounds.

I couldn't help but laugh a little.

Yes, we're tomb robbers.

What else can make tomb robbers so excited, it is, of course, a cemetery, a mausoleum.

I came over in the rain, and heard Leng Yue's voice say: "This is the rotting corpse mud in Shudi, I am afraid that there is a corpse raising ground around us, and it is still a rotting corpse." ”

Rotting corpse mud, in simple terms, is a dark red mud formed after the corpse decomposes and is mixed with the dirt after the rout.

This is reflected in the pungent fishy smell in my nostrils.

Everyone also understood what the so-called rotting corpse mud meant, and they didn't want to dig it.

At the same time, Ah Lai also took out a few sobering pills from his body.

"Rotting corpse mud is also available in our Guangxi region, but the color is different from here, this pill is to prevent miasma, and eating it can reduce the symptoms of dizziness."

Qi Dachuan, who hadn't spoken much, asked Uncle Yan if he wanted to move on?

Uncle Yan looked at the jungle behind him, and then at the continuous rain above his head: "Advanced jungle, open up a place where you can set up camp, and wait for the rain to stop before going up the mountain." ”

The trip in the past few days has made me a little physically unbearable, and when I heard that I had to continue to go up the mountain, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Da Zhuang laughed and said, "I can't bear this little hardship?" Going to the tomb is not only mental work, but also individual work, little fifth master, you need to exercise! ”

Set up a resting place in the mountains and forests, except for me, they are all veterans, and they quickly find a place to rest.

After simply eating some dry food, Uncle Yan asked me to get into my sleeping bag and rest.

I'm also tired enough, I've never walked so far, and I'm not polite.

Because of Uncle Yan and them by their side, I didn't have too much psychological burden, and I fell asleep listening to the sound of rain in my ears.

It's just that I don't sleep very well this night, I always have all kinds of strange dreams, and there is always a smell of blood in my nose.

I don't know if it's because I'm in the range of this rotting corpse mud.

In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I reached out of my sleeping bag and stretched out to get ready.

But just a second before I opened my eyes, I felt something very cold in my hand, and some slippery and greasy touches, and the smell of blood became more obvious.

Suddenly, he was full of wit, and suddenly opened his eyes.

That is, when I opened my eyes, the things that caught my eyes almost gave me away.

It was a very old face, white without a trace of color.

There were still some dried blood stains on my body, as well as some unknown mucus, and my hand was clasped on the other's eyeballs.

And the owner of this face is none other than Ba Lao, who has just been gone for a long time.

Almost reflexively, I pushed away the corpse of the old man sleeping next to me, and crawled out of the tent in a panic.

The rain outside had stopped, and Uncle Yan and the others were all in the open space outside, and one of the graves had been thrown away.

When they saw my panicked look, they looked at each other, and then they all burst out laughing.

Da Zhuang teased me even more.

"Little Fifth Master, I still believe in you so much, and you let me down too much."

"Fifth master, will you deduct less of my pit fee this time?"

Hearing Da Zhuang say this, I almost understood what was going on, and the fear just now suddenly became angry.

said to Uncle Yan: "Yan Lao Wu, are you sick?" ”

I almost roared, my fists clenched involuntarily.

It's not that he wants to beat Uncle Yan, but I think it's not only naïve for him to do this, but also very inauthentic.

In order not to let me go to the grave, as for doing one play after another?

After Uncle Yan was yelled at by me, his face changed slightly and he glared at me and said, "What are you kid yelling at me, it's not Lao Tzu's idea." ”

"Also, with your little guts, you still want to go to the tomb, don't say it's Lao Tzu's apprentice when you go out, I can't afford to lose that person."

Uncle Yan's reprimand made me a little depressed, and I was about to refute it, when a slightly familiar voice came from behind me.

"Hehe......"

"Kid of the Chen family, just kidding you, as for making a big fuss?"

Hearing the voice, I turned to look back.

An old man in a black robe appeared before my eyes.

The old face full of wrinkles had a pair of very shrewd eyes, and a snake-headed mahogany hand in his dark and dry hands.

"Is that your ......?"

The ghost-handed old man snorted, knocked on the peachwood hand in his hand, and spoke behind me.

"Why, Yan Luowu, you didn't tell this kid?"

"Why doesn't he seem to know anything?"

I was a little puzzled by the old man's words, and turned my head to look at Uncle Yan again.

"What the hell is going on......?"

Uncle Yan walked over at this time, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Xiao Xu, I know you have a lot of questions." ”

"But these questions, I'll tell you later, now that the seventh is here, this action should be nine out of ten."

"Now, you come with me......"

With that, Uncle Yan led me to the blood-colored mound that they had left behind.

There was no coffin in the mound, only a corpse, badly damaged, decomposed, and headless.

The clothing on his body was also broken into small pieces, and judging by the fabric, it was not the so-called army clothing at all.

What surprised me even more was that all of them had no left hand.

Headless, handsless, strangely dressed, rotten, I don't understand why Uncle Yan asked me to look at these things.

Then he asked Uncle Yan, "What doorways have you researched?" ”

"What does all this have to do with the map?"

Uncle Yan pointed to the corpse and said, "According to our speculation, this corpse does not belong to modern people, but to the Qin and Han dynasties. ”

"I asked you to come here because I wanted you to reach down and touch it to see if there would be a different change in you."

"If there's a change, it's still too late to go back, and if not, I'll tell you the specifics."

After Uncle Yan finished speaking, I habitually wanted to refute the other party, but after thinking about it for a while, wouldn't I just touch it?

Anyway, I had already touched it just now, it was nothing more than an ancient corpse, a modern corpse.

Thinking of this, I jumped straight into the pit.

To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a corpse, whether it's this headless corpse or the corpse of Ba Lao just now.

The feeling of furry in my heart became even more obvious at this moment, and even the outstretched hand began to tremble slightly.

I didn't know what I was afraid of, but when I looked up at the people above, they all looked like they were watching a play.

Some didn't say a word, but Uncle Yan didn't say anything, just urged me to hurry up.

And Da Zhuang's red face was already ready to tease me after waiting for me to coax me.

The dead do it, live it, if you can't pass this level, what kind of tomb robbery and what kind of curse are you talking about?

Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth and reached out to the chest of the corpse in front of me.

Before touching the corpse, I already thought of the scene that collapsed and even slimy when I touched it.

But when I touched the other person's chest, it was as if I had touched something very hard.

It's like touching something that's frozen, but with less coldness.

I was a little confused, and my hand touched the corpse's arm again, and it was still the same feeling.

Hey......

How so?

Is this what they call a zombie? Thoroughly hardened?

But it's not right, if this corpse is really from the Warring States period, then it would have been a pile of white bones a long time ago, how could it still maintain some basic shape features?

I fell into my own world of thoughts, and it wasn't until Uncle Yan shouted at me to go up that I woke up from a dream.

After I went up, Uncle Yan waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's clean up, let's go into the mountain, and be sure to find the entrance tonight." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the wrinkled old man: "Old Seven, I've worked hard for you this time......

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Yan Luowu, it's better not to forget what you promised the old man, otherwise even Boss Chen's child won't think about it......"