The sword was piercing the flesh, but the strong stench emitted made everyone almost faint.

Jingyang frowned slightly, although he felt uncomfortable, he could still bear it.

Pasha couldn't help it, bent down and retched repeatedly.

When he saw clearly what the sword was stabbing, even Jingyang almost vomited out.

It was a man's body, without any clothes on, as if it had been swollen after being soaked in water for a long time.

The scary thing is that the skin of the corpse seems to be moving. If you look closely, you can see that there are countless maggots squirming around. Half of its face has been eaten by maggots, and there is still some rotten flesh hanging on the other half of the face. Maggots are in the eye sockets and facial bones.

Drill back and forth inside.

"No wonder there is a smell of corpse. It turns out that the corpse is rotting!" Pasha suppressed his nausea and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Pulling Jingyang's sleeve, he reminded in a low voice: "Be careful, it seems that you stabbed this thing just now. This thing must be controlled by some evil magic."

It was the first time she had entered the tomb and the first time she had seen such a disgusting corpse. Her heart felt numb and her back was soaked with cold sweat.

Jingyang said: "Burn him, it's more important to keep him alive!"

The pasha's men brought torches, lit several torches, and threw them on the corpse.

The maggots were attacked by the flames and fled around quickly. After a while, the corpse revealed its true appearance, with rotten flesh, dirty blood, and bugs dripping all over the ground. It was too horrible to see.

Everyone found that its belly was very swollen, like a full-term pregnant woman. The belly was rotten and had no appearance, and dirty blood was flowing outward.

Pasha hugged Jingyang's waist and exclaimed: "There is something moving in his stomach!"

Jingyang stiffened, but for some reason he didn't push her away.

He also saw that the swollen belly of the corpse was rising and falling.

Pasha swallowed and said, "What could be in its belly? It can't be a child, right?"

Jingyang felt a chill, she really dared to think about it.

Could there be a living fetus inside a man's rotting corpse?

Han Xiao also had a black line on his face and said: "It should be an insect! It's about to come out, let's leave quickly!"

They were not afraid, but felt disgusted. When they thought about the scene of rotten flesh, corpse water and insects, they might not be able to eat for several days.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "poof!" and the corpse's big belly was like a ball being punctured, making a hissing sound.

Everyone hurriedly backed away to prevent dirt from being sprayed on themselves.

Unexpectedly, instead of seeing the scene of all the insects bursting out, the corpse's belly was broken, dirty blood and rotten organs flowed out, and then a furry head actually came out.

"Ah!" screamed the Pasha, "What is that?"

Jingyang's pupils shrank, "It's a cat!"

Pasha was shocked and said: "Is this the legendary corpse-eating cat? This kind of thing is full of poison, bad luck and evil!"

Several wolves howled, fearful and anxious.

The black cat was wet, covered with blood, and there was rotten meat hanging on its claws. With a hiss, it rushed toward Jingyang, mixed with a stench of wind.

"Be careful!" Pasha hugged Jingyang, turned around, blocked Jingyang, and turned his back to the black cat.

Corpse-eating cats have corpse poison on their bodies. If you are injured by it, if you do not receive timely treatment, your body will soon rot or even turn into a zombie.

Pasha didn't know why he would protect Jingyang regardless of his own danger. It was just an instinctive reaction without thinking.

Jingyang was also shocked. They had been together for less than two days, and she actually sacrificed her life to save him?

Without thinking too much, he held the long sword in his hand, hugged her with the other hand, turned around, and swung the long sword, and the sharp sword energy poured out.

With a "puff" sound, the sword energy cut off the cat's head.

"Meow" screamed, blood spattered, and the black cat fell to the ground.

Even though it was dead, the black cat still glared at everyone viciously and made a terrifying "meow" sound from its mouth.

Jingyang ordered in a cold voice, "Burn this evil thing!"

At the same time, he released the pasha.

Pasha quickly let go of his hand and took a few steps back, feeling lost.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, he ordered his men, "Use all the torches and burn these dirty things!"

No one in Jingyu has a luminous pearl, so they don't worry about having nothing to illuminate.

After dealing with this monster, the rest was much smoother. When I encountered some common traps and hidden weapons, I easily dodged them.

After all, the remnants of Xirong are only hiding here and cannot control the mechanisms in the ancient tomb.

Moreover, judging from the scale, this is not the main tomb of the royal family, but a cemetery for ordinary princes and ministers, and the anti-theft measures used are also ordinary.

With the help of a pack of wolves, they quickly found the remnants of Xirong hiding in the ancient tomb and killed them all.

When we returned to the ground, the bright moon was already in the sky outside.

The pasha breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was night and he could stay a little longer.

If it were daytime, I'm afraid we would have to say goodbye immediately.

Thinking of being separated from him, her heart felt like it had been ripped away.

There was an underground river, and there must be plants nearby. Jingyang asked people to find some dry shrub branches and light a bonfire.

There is no horsemeat today, so we can only eat dry food and dried meat.

Pasha came over, sat next to Jingyang, and handed him a paper bag, "This is the beef jerky I made myself. You can try it."

Jingyang didn't have the habit of eating food given by others. He hesitated for a moment and took it, "Thank you!"

He took out a piece of beef jerky and took a bite.

Pasha asked expectantly: "Is it delicious?"

Jingyang thought the taste was just average, far from the jerky made by his mother, but seeing the expectation in the pasha's clear eyes, he still nodded and said, "Yes."

When Pasha heard this, his smile was as bright as a sunflower, like a child who had been praised.

Jingyang was dazzled by this smile and turned his eyes to look at the bonfire.

Pasha looked at the bright moon in the sky and sighed slightly, "Can we still meet?"

Her voice was like a lover's whisper, very light, full of infinite hope and melancholy.

Jingyang heard it but didn't reply.

Pasha was a little disappointed. A handsome and noble hero like Jingyang would definitely have many admirers. She was just an unpopular princess of a small country, so she couldn't catch his eye, right?

Pasha suddenly felt the urge to cry, and tears filled his eyes. The tears shone as if they had been boiled by a bonfire.

The bold men played the tambula again and began to sing and dance around the bonfire.

Pasha smiled and stood up to join them.

The singing voice is still so loud, the dancing is still so moving, but there is a sadness in those big beautiful eyes.

Jingyang's eyes were filled with her spinning red figure and beautiful eyes.

The moon gradually moves westward, the bonfire gradually goes out, and the sky gradually gets brighter...

Everyone who had not slept all night waved goodbye, said nothing more, and left in two directions.

When Jingyang returned to the palace in Yangzhou, he saw the letter Jingyu gave him, saying that the Wusun Kingdom wanted to marry Princess Ayimu to Jingyang.

Ayim is Pasha's sister.
Chapter completed!