Hearing the sudden voice from the fat man, all of our attention was immediately attracted.

I used a flashlight to come to the fat man's side, and found a pile of mushy liquid at his feet, slightly yellow in color, like thick phlegm spit out by something.

"Dingdang, please use your intelligence and think about it. What is this?" The fat man jumped back two steps for fear of getting stuck.

I thought the fat man was making a bit of a fuss, so I said angrily: "Damn it, fat man, aren't you the little prince touching gold? You can't even tell."

"You know?" the fat man asked curiously.

I joked: "Of course I know, isn't this the pee you just made out of fear?"

"Bah, fuck your grandma..." When the fat man saw me burying him, he immediately pointed at me and yelled. But as soon as he said it, he realized that my grandpa was still in front of him, so he lowered his voice and pulled me: "Ding Ding Dang."

, If you don’t bury Fatty, can I die? Come on, Fatty, I peed. If Fatty, if I really peed, how could I pee like this?"

"You have diabetes, late stage." I said.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Now it wasn't just me, but the foreigners around me also laughed together.

Zhang Sanpao, on the other hand, frowned and came to the fat man's side, then squatted down, wiped a handful of mucus with his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it.

The mucus was so thick that it couldn't be wiped off even if you stepped on it, and it also gave off a strange smell. Zhang Sanpao turned around and smelled it with his nose, which immediately disgusted the fat man to death: "I said Sanpao

Brother, can we be more civilized? Although this thing is not made of feces or urine as Li Dingdang said, it is not clean after all, and you don’t feel disgusted."

"If you feel disgusted, you need to take a closer look." Zhang Sanpao could be seen closing his eyes and his nose would twitch rapidly every few seconds, like a hunting dog, obviously trying to identify what kind of smell it was.

Seeing Zhang Sanpao's cautious expression, as if he had discovered something, I stopped talking to the fat man and came to Zhang Sanpao and asked, "Why, Sanpao, is there something wrong with this pool of mucus?"

"It's not clear yet." Zhang Sanpao shook his head and said: "This smell is really strange. Since the day I became the captain of Mojin, the master has started to train my nose. There are not a thousand things I have smelled.

There are also eight hundred, but I have never smelled this smell..."

"Is it possible that the ice cubes melted and the water came out?" I asked.

"This is impossible." At this time, Uncle Ming came over and said, "We have walked such a long way, but we haven't seen a piece of ice in this tomb passage, and the liquid looks sticky and doesn't look like anything at all.

It’s ice water.”

"Damn! Could it be the saliva coming from some monster?" Seeing that we all became serious, the fat man joked.

The fat man's unintentional words suddenly made all of us stunned, and we all looked around in unison.

Finally, the grandfather who was walking in front said: "Everyone, please be careful and pay more attention to whether there is this kind of liquid under your feet!"

"Um."

We answered and continued walking forward.

However, during the journey this time, everyone was obviously more vigilant. The foreigners opened the safety of their AK47s and adjusted the emergency lights to the maximum.

Even the fat man, who was always very nervous and liked to jump up and down, calmed down and looked at the surrounding environment with his eyes.

As we continued to move forward, more and more of the sticky liquid appeared.

The fat man nervously tugged at the corner of my clothes: "Damn Dingdang, I always feel something is wrong. There seems to be something evil here."

I didn't answer the fat man's question, I just turned on the flashlight and took every step carefully.

Seeing that I was silent, the fat man shouted again: "Ding Dong, Ding Dong, go ask your old man. Since he has been here before, he must know what is in this tomb passage."

I originally wanted to ask my grandpa immediately if the mucus was spit out by something. But because of Katherine's incident, there was a slight gap between our grandpa and grandson, so I was embarrassed to go over and call him.

Now that the fat man was urging me, I had to speed up my pace to catch up with Grandpa and asked: "Grandpa, there seems to be more and more of this mucus. Are we in any danger? I think there must be something hidden in this tomb passage..."

At first, grandpa just waved his hand and told me to be careful, but when I thought about it, the expression on his face immediately changed.

Seeing the drastic change in grandpa's face, I knew that I had guessed correctly! Then I asked anxiously.

Grandpa was silent for a moment, and then quietly told a story in a very low voice.

There is an ancient and terrifying legend that has been circulating among the people in the Yellow River area. It is said that there is a kind of big round-headed insect living underground in the river bed. Every time it gets dark, they will dig holes everywhere and look for prey to eat.

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These big bugs are not scrupulous about both meat and vegetables. As long as they are edible, they will swallow them up. Even small woods and crop fields can be eaten without leaving a single leaf. They are full-fledged foodies.

If they really can't find anything to eat, their bodies will turn into a puddle of mucus and slowly burrow into the river bed to sleep. They won't appear again until they encounter new food...

In 1938, the Japanese invaders marched all the way to Henan, and Chiang Kai-shek was forced to breach the banks of the Yellow River to resist the Japanese army. However, these giant insects were awakened.

This is a big deal. Every time it gets dark, there will be countless cries and screams on both sides of the Yellow River. In just three days, several villages were eaten clean, and the ground was covered with blood.

The skeleton was so frightened that the people moved their families, saying that the god of eating had descended to earth. A squad of Japanese soldiers were also eaten, and even the tank had a big hole gnawed by it, but this incident has never been recorded in the official

Documents are widely circulated only through the mouths of local people.

I heard what grandpa said so truly, as if he had experienced it personally, so I asked: "Grandpa, have you ever seen this kind of monster?"

"I've seen it before, I've seen it before." Grandpa sighed slightly, and then continued: "I am an antique dealer, and I have encountered this kind of monster when I was visiting places in the Yellow River area. But I was lucky at the time, and I was traveling with you.

The merchants got separated, and by the time I found them, they had all disappeared. On the entire river bank, except for a few pieces of clothing riddled with bites, there was only the disgusting mucus left.

That scene is so frightening to think about now that I was so scared that I ran away without even taking my luggage..."

"Later, when I returned to Shangcai County, I asked the elderly people in the village and found out that all the businessmen who were traveling with me had probably died in the mouths of those monsters." Grandpa said with a wry smile.
Chapter completed!