Huo Wenhua came in from the entrance of the cave and shouted: "I want to bring Wen Dong to find his corpse together."
Yang Zimei was a bit embarrassed.
In the end, she can't be sure, with Huo Wenhua, it is difficult to be in danger.
"Mr. Huo, here is very dangerous. You still wait on it."
"No, Master Yang, I'm not afraid of danger. Even if you don't tell me, I also know that I will have a limit. I have experienced my life, and my brother has gone back.
I'm satisfied. "
Huo Wenhua really refused to miss the rare adventure opportunities in front of him, and also wanted to collect his brother's bones in person.
Yang Zimei saw that he was so positive, so he had no choice but to agree.
She asked him to come down alone, and the other bodyguards were on it.
One more person is actually inconvenient.
Especially when it comes to treasures, it will not cause people's selfishness, and there will be some things.
She doesn't want to kill the killing and kill.
As for Huo Wenhua, she believes that he will no longer be tempted by the treasure.
For him, there are more important things for him.
Yang Zimei asked Xiao Qian and Ripple to take care of Huo Wenhua, and she was exploring the road by herself.
On both sides of the cave are not artificially carved stone caves, but natural stalactites. There are no artificial traces.
Yang Zimei walked carefully in front of him and walked about five meters. Huo Wenhua suddenly screamed, screamed, footsteps, almost fell to the ground.
Yang Zimei quickly turned back, reaching out to pull him away.
Huo Wenhua's flashlight shot the ground, and then vomited, almost vomiting.
I saw that two people were inserted on the ground, with painful faces, opened their mouths, one head was crooked to the left, and one was crooked to the right, only half of the face was exposed.
The muscles on the face are not rotten, but there is no eyes, only two black holes are left, and even a earthworm crawl around the eye hole. It is shined by the flashlight. It looks particularly scary.
Huo Wenhua was so scared that she was tightly holding Yang Zimei's arm with one hand, screamed, "Master Yang, how can there be a dead person? It's terrible."
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly, "Mr. Huo, when you enter the cemetery, you will naturally meet the dead. Otherwise, you go up first, otherwise, there may be more frightened."
Huo Wenhua firmly pinched the jade attached to his brother, and his panic eyes became firm again. "No, I will go forward again."
"Well, you put on this!"
Yang Zimei had to take a peach wood card from her storage ring and hung on Huo Wenhua's neck. "This peach wood is important for me. Don't lose it. Under the circumstances, don't pick it down.
"
"Well, thank you Master Yang."
Huo Wenhua reached out and touched the peach wood card, feeling that he became calm, and had a comfortable airflow to protect himself.
"Sister, there are dead people here!"
Xiao Qian, who also had night vision, whispered, "and a lot."
Yang Zimei checked it carefully. Just now she thought those black were just stones. I didn't expect that they were all dead people.
Some of these dead people were inserted on the ground, only a pair of feet were exposed, a bit like it was just now, only half of the face was revealed, and some were buried halfway, and even poured down from it ...
Each of their expressions before death, all of them were painful and distorted, as if they had experienced terrible things before dying.