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107. What a tough way to heal wounds 【6】

Dragon Tomb: What a powerful way to heal injuries【6】

The corridor is on the pit, and their current location is still below the pit. [26nbsp;] There is an elevated space on the base of the corridor. They fell on the opposite side of the earthen ladder. If it were not for the rope, they would have rolled away.

He fell to his death at the bottom.

There were no flashlights, so the few people who were not suppressed had to dig in the dark and pull up the clods of earth. Fortunately, the clods had become dry due to age. Although everyone was in a panic, no one was injured.

Feng Jiaojiao was the first to be pulled out. Her curly hair was covered with dirt and she looked extremely embarrassed. She continued digging. The bearded man was the first to fall, and was pressed down by layers of broken soil.

I heard his words coming out from the mound: "Fuck, dig slower, eat a mouthful of dirt from me!" After a while, Master Ba was also dug out.

Although Master Ba was hit and couldn't see clearly, he still shouted in the darkness: "Set the fire! Be careful, there may be a rice dumpling here. If you have any hooves, take out your hooves!"

The white fireworks lit up in the darkness, rising to the highest point and illuminating the bottom. Suddenly the surroundings were all bright. Su Ming climbed up a few steps, because Di Lin was standing next to him, and he couldn't get out of the way, and it was slippery.

I got down, looked to the side, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

ah!!!!!!!!!

I saw that right where they fell, they were not empty, but partitions built into blocks. In these partitions, they were almost neatly filled with black corpses, piled densely, each one

The appearance of the corpses was extremely ferocious. Judging from their shapes, it was obvious that they had died unintentionally. The corpses were lined up layer by layer in these partitions, and it was difficult to tell how many there were at the moment.

Some people's expressions began to change. Could it be that so many corpses had gone to hell? Standing in the dark pit, everyone felt like there was a gloomy wind.

The timid ones have turned green, but everyone is here to rob the tomb, and their mental qualities are better than ordinary people. Although they are scared, no one vomits...

The scumbag man spat on the corpse: "**, have we fallen into the charnel house?"

Su Mian also felt weak all over. Rong Feng waved his hand when he saw it and said to her: "Don't be afraid, it's just corpses." He pointed at the corpses and said, "These corpses are probably the slaves who built the tomb at that time.

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Su Mingshu lowered his head and saw that all the corpses were more or less shackled.

"There are no rice dumplings here, this kind of slave will not transform into a corpse!" Master Ba shouted loudly. Those with rice dumplings are in another kind of atmosphere, higher and more...

At this time, Su Mingming suddenly understood that in ancient times, for complete control and utilization, the most humble slaves on death row would be used as coolies. Before building tombs, these people were all smeared with herbs and applied to their mouths and noses.

place, letting them do their bidding like walking zombies. The specific method is similar to the corpse driving in Xiangxi, but they are living people and are handed over to a person who knows the magician.

But all this is just speculation, maybe they were just ordinary slaves used for burial.

The air was as still as stagnant water, and the bodies had dried up so there was no strange smell, but everyone held their breath.

After listening to Master Ba's words, the scumbag man suddenly realized: "No wonder a big hole was dug underground. It turns out that it is really evil to bury these people."

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