Jiang Ming nested in a ball and hid behind the ashlar, the dry grass was wet with fog and water and exuded a musty smell, the air was cold and bone-chilling, he shivered, and his eyes were staring at the front of the archway.

Gradually, the sound of blowing approached, and dark shadows appeared in the thick fog, becoming clearer and clearer... Jiang Ming could even see their faces and clothes clearly.

What is different from imagination is that these "people" who are funeral are not the kind of "big braids", but they are wearing horned felt hats, leather jackets and leather boots, but a little ..... Nomadic meaning.

The lamas wearing cockscomb hats arched on both sides, baring their big shoulders, shaking prayer wheels, chanting words in their mouths, and the funeral procession looked sluggish and depressed, and a thick black log was carried slowly forward by a dozen strong men.

When he saw this piece of black wood, Jiang Ming was stunned! Is it the so-called coffin?

The black wood is less than two meters, and the mouth of the pot is thick, but it is entangled by more than a dozen thick gold bars, which is indescribably weird.

The funeral procession was very long, and there were hundreds of cavalrymen armed with scimitars behind them, "escorting" a group of black-clothed women with their heads bowed and their hair hanging down, and they followed behind with humility and didn't know what to do? Jiang Ming didn't know whether he should follow the coffin? Or follow this group of black-clothed women?

To his surprise, the faces of these people ....... It's not as white and crazy as I imagined, it's completely normal people, and it's white and red.

From the pocket-like wool robes of fertilizer, as well as the wild and rough clothing, Jiang Ming can judge 100% that this group of people has nothing to do with the dynasty 100 years ago, to say... The previous dynasties also built their capitals in this place, is it... This is an even more ancient little master? This little master's grave is really an evil land.

When the woman in black at the end walked past the archway, Professor You's boos came from the bell: "Boy, keep up." ”

Jiang Ming's body was excited, and he "swooped" out, and followed behind the team timidly.

"Professor, which little master is this one who died?" Jiang Ming asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, just keep up," Professor You said.

Jiang Ming followed the funeral brigade step by step, but his heart was very blocked, because in his hometown, it was extremely unlucky to follow someone else's funeral.

If you go out in the morning and see a group of funeral processions coming to you, you pass by them and can take away the bad luck on your body, which is an auspicious good thing. But if you follow the funeral procession, that's the equivalent of ..... You yourself are unlucky, and you can be said to be extremely unlucky.

Therefore, in Jiang Ming's hometown, even if there is a funeral, in order not to be annoying, he will take some remote paths to save trouble and be beaten.

At this moment, he followed this group of guys to the funeral, he was really defeated! But there was no way, in order to complete the task, in order to atone for his sins, he could only let go!

The team continued to move, Jiang Ming followed closely with cat steps, the fog was too thick, if it was lost, there would be no place to find it, but ..... Just walked unhurriedly, and the surrounding scene did not change, so that Jiang Ming wondered if he was standing still?

His mind is very messy, is this considered getting off the subway? There is no slope or anything, it is like going to another world, in fact... Jiang Ming has always thought that the ghost in front of him is hitting the wall, blocking the eyes, what archway, square stone or something are fake, but ..... If you go like this, you should have hit the wall a long time ago.

Jiang Ming was relieved, he was not even afraid of death, what else was there to scruple about? He continued to follow! Finally, the group of funeral processions came to a huge earthen pit and stood in a circle.

The dirt pit in front of me is very large and deep, the area is half the size of a basketball court, but it is ..... It seems to be a little rough, not at all like the tomb specifications that Wang Sun Guizhou should have, but like a waste pit dug at the construction site.

In the past, Jiang Ming often liked to watch archaeological science and education programs, the ancient tombs, at least square and neat, with clear layers, customized specifications according to the identity of the tomb owner, the Son of Heaven, the princes and kings, and the generals and the like are all very particular, even if they dig a pit, they are also horizontal and vertical, and they think that the underground palace, this tomb pit...... Why is it so rugged? Is it the characteristic of the steppe people?

Or is it a semi-finished product....... The work is not done yet, but the coffins have been delivered!

More than a dozen strong men carefully transported the coffin to the bottom of the pit, and then climbed out, and the lamas circled the pit and began to chant the scriptures with a troubled "lottery". A fat lama with a fat body and a heavy body sat on a sedan chair like a starry moon, and called out in shock, which was somewhat similar to the dancing god, Jiang Ming didn't understand it, but he just felt fresh, this ritual... It's very different from Middle-earth.

When I was young, I saw that among the people in black, a woman with a beautiful face stepped forward, kneeling obediently under the seat of the fat lama, her demeanor was extremely pious, and the fat lama called even more powerfully, and kept dancing the "magic weapon" in her hand.

It can be seen that this woman is a little different from other women in black, there are jewels and jade accessories on her hands, neck, and hair, as if she has the highest status...... However, Jiang Ming could faintly feel that these people were actually martyrs.

After the fat lama finished smoking, he took out a small mahogany box from the placket with a cold and arrogant expression, and after opening it, a small black thing appeared on the pale yellow silk lining, and Jiang Ming's heart twitched! What is that? Could it be the meat that the professor said!

"Boy, Zhenzhang'er is out, ready!" Professor Bell Riyu reminded.

Jiang Ming's heart was pounding, he was too nervous, he was now on the periphery of the cavalry, because those "people" were riding on horses, and they wouldn't notice that there was a thief cat under the horse's hooves. But..... If you want to rush over, snatch the piece of meat, and then retreat with your whole body, it is really like climbing to the sky, as if you have won the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops.

If only the method of washing your face and strengthening your spirit didn't work today, in that case, the chances of winning would be much greater, Jiang Ming was secretly annoyed..... After all, he's just a cat, not a bird!

The fat lama handed the peach box to the woman, and the woman seemed to receive a holy decree...... Carefully took the wooden box, and then reached out and took out the black thing inside......

At this time, Jiang Ming's whole body muscles were tense, like an overloaded clockwork, and when the woman's lips were lightly opened, and he was about to send that piece of black meat into his mouth, he rushed up with a "whoosh"!

Jiang Ming didn't care about anything, the guilt gave him the greatest courage, he was already a damned person, even if he died on the road to atonement, he would die where he wanted, without any pity.

Desperate Sneak Attack..... Everyone immediately discovered him! All of a sudden, there was a commotion, and cats were the most taboo at funerals! People rushed towards Jiang Ming, wanting to catch him or hack him to death!

But things in the world are afraid of surprises! Just like Guan Yu beheaded Yan Liang, Yan Liang is really so vulnerable? Actually, it's not, the main reason is that Guan Erye is fast, high-pressing, and fierce, and Brother Yan hasn't reacted yet...... The head moved.

Jiang Ming rushed forward with the determination to die, and he didn't give people a chance to react at all, and he jumped up and scratched the woman's hand, and when he landed, blood splashed everywhere, and the pieces of flesh fell off, and he took the black meat into his mouth in one gulp.

A strong smell of moldy medicine rushed straight to the cavity and nose, where is this TMD meat, it is clearly a large piece of yellow lotus! Jiang Ming's movements are extremely handsome and fierce, and a 360-degree tumble falls to the ground!

"Run!" Professor You almost shouted!

Jiang Ming's body was violently agitated, and he bounced and flew up again, landing on the fat lama's head, and after a boost, he jumped again and took off again!

However, he was shocked to find that the fat lama's head rolled directly to the ground like a leather ball around his neck, and the faces of all the "people" around him changed!

People's faces were rotten into fluid, and the bones were abruptly burrowed out of the rotten flesh as if they were undressed, Jiang Ming had no time to enjoy the disgusting scenery, and ran straight to the left like a madman!

To his surprise, this group of "rotten meat people" did not intercept or arrest, but instead touched each other, like stretched nerves or mold, coupled with each other, connected into a large piece, and became a huge mass of "meat"! It seems that they have forgotten Jiang Ming, and are just desperately merging!

Jiang Ming easily escaped from the "encirclement" under the frenzied outburst, there was no danger, his heart was still beating wildly, Professor You's words were still in his heart, don't look back, keep running! Don't dare to look back!

The fog was still thick, Jiang Ming couldn't tell the direction at all, he just rushed forward, there was no enemy army in front of him, there were no pursuers behind, he seemed to be completely lost in the clouds!

Only the friction of the cat's claws touching the ground is really clear, because the claws are grinding blood out of the claws because they run too hard!

"Professor, when will you get out of the thick fog!" Jiang Ming shouted with all his might.

"Keep running! Hurry!" Professor Bell Riyou did not have the slightest intention of relaxing, which made Jiang Ming's nervousness even heavier.

"Whoosh", I don't know what was glued to his back all of a sudden, like a sticky cake, and... The sharp pain that ripped his heart and lungs came, and a piece of skin the size of a cigarette case on his back was torn off!

The pain of tearing the skin cannot be described in words, Jiang Ming's miserable "meow" sounded!

"Hurry! They're catching up!" Professor You shouted, Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, the sharp pain triggered the potential of his bottom line, and he roared and continued to rush forward!

"Whoosh!" The sound of the wind passing by like an arrow passed by him. Jiang Ming was not stupid, he didn't continue to run forward in a straight line, but went around the S-shape to avoid this terrible skin-tearing sticky! Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the piece of high rotten flesh that was smashed!

These meats, like living elastic balls, jumped and jumped, like a meteor hammer smashed towards Jiang Ming, Rao is his body is vigorous, dodging and moving, but his body is still constantly being smashed, and pieces of bloody cat skin are torn off hard!