Wu Xiaoxie used a bottle to turn the lower half of the corpse over, and saw a fist-sized hexagonal copper sealed wind chime connected to its tail, with incomprehensible incantations densely engraved on it. glow.
Wu Xiaoxie flicked it gently, and the hexagonal copper bell started to move on its own, and the sound it made was exactly the same as the one that confused his mind before.
But perhaps because the space was small, the sound sounded much clearer now.
Pan Zi was upset by the noise of this thing, so he raised his foot and stepped on it.
Zhang Zhuxun quickly stopped him, stretched out his hand and tapped the bell, "This is a good thing, it's valuable."
Pan Zi almost put the mistress in danger because of his previous mistakes, and Zhang Zhuxun happened to save the mistress. He always had a clear sense of grudges, so he had a good attitude towards Zhang Shuxun. When he saw him stopping him, he didn't do anything. Continue again.
Mr. Wu wanted to test Zhang Zhuxun's ability, so he said: "Although it is valuable, it won't work if it keeps making noise. The noise will make my head dizzy."
Zhang Zhuxun responded calmly, "I have a way."
As he spoke, he turned around and took out two pairs of latex gloves from the small pocket on the front of his backpack, putting them one on top of the other to protect his hands tightly. Then he took out a small box, opened it and took out a very thin pair with one end. A wire with a small hook.
After getting ready, Zhang Zhuxun held the hexagonal copper bell and signaled Pan Zi to use a dagger to cut off the connection between the bell and the tail. Then he held the bell and rinsed it in the stream several times.
Everyone was confused by his actions.
Wu Xiaoxie asked, "Why, is this bell poisonous? It's better to throw it away."
"Not at all." Zhang Zhuoxun didn't even raise his head. He held the bell with one hand and drilled the hooked end of the thin steel wire through a hidden hole in the mouth of the bell with the other hand. He hooked one set at a time, and with a click, the bell stopped. There was a noise, and at the same time a small stream of green water flowed out of it, which was very smelly.
Zhang Zhuoxun frowned in disgust, took out the hook, and explained: "I just think it's dirty."
In the original period, the Zhang family had been recruited into the national security system. Although their occupation had not changed, it was of a different nature. With royal pay, they helped the archaeological team explore some ancient tombs that were difficult to enter, and retrieved some ancient tombs from them. Produce objects for experts to study.
Moreover, with five insurances and one housing fund, one's wealth and life are guaranteed, and sometimes one can even receive a medal of honor.
Wearing gloves is partly due to working habits, and partly because of a little bit of mysophobia.
He also has a hexagonal brass bell at home. He has studied it eight hundred times, and he is familiar with the tricks inside. The mechanism of this brass bell is very similar to it.
Zhang Zhuoxun rinsed the bell and hook in the stream again, then placed them on the board of the boat. He took off a layer of gloves, took out the bottle of alcohol spray he had used before from his pocket, and fiercely touched the bell and hook. spray.
Everyone was speechless for a moment.
After spraying, Zhang Zhuxun took out a ziplock bag from the side pocket of his backpack, held the mouth of the bag, turned it half over and put it on his hand. Then he held the bell and picked it up. With the other hand, he turned the mouth of the bag back and pinched it. Stay sealed.
Finally, I picked up the hook and placed it in another transparent flat box.
Wu Xiaoxie was curious and asked, "Why don't you take it back?"
Zhang Zhuoxun glanced at him and explained: "The disinfection just now was not thorough, and other tools cannot be contaminated."
The corner of Wu Xiaoxie's mouth twitched, "Is your mysophobia so serious?"
"No." Zhang Zhuxun packed his backpack, "Just a few things, plus a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder."
Seeing that Zhang Zhuxun easily solved the bell, Mr. Wu's evaluation of him became even higher.
The boatman's tattered body, bitten by corpse crickets, was half-floating and half-sinking on the water. He was too dead to die.
Pan Zi picked up the body and sighed, "This is called suffering for yourself."
Wu Xiaoxie was also thankful, "Thanks to our luck."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled and said to himself that if you have a body that is bound to be lifted up when a coffin is opened, and a tomb will collapse when opened, you still have the nerve to say you are lucky.
When the matter came to an end, everyone placed the corpses of the big corpse and the boatman on the bow of the ship to clear the way, and continued onward.
After walking for a while, the little brother suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, "The place where the corpses are accumulated has arrived."
Zhang Zhuxun's heart trembled, knowing that a greater danger was ahead. He moved his fingertips slightly, holding a dart in preparation.
Although this guy is very awesome, and all the monsters and ghosts will kneel down and worship him when he sees him, he is not afraid of ten thousand, just what happens.
Mr. Wu also took out the weapon and held it in his hand, and said seriously: "Be careful, there is something weird here, take aim and hit again."
Pan Zi and others nodded, took out the guys and got ready.
As the boat continued to drift inward, the green light in front became brighter and brighter, and the space became much more spacious. At least there was no need to bend over.
Zhang Zhuoxun's ears twitched, and suddenly he heard the young man standing on the bow of the boat curse in German.
The translation is very beautiful.
Then there was Pan Zi and the others scolding each other one after another. Wu Xiaoxie curiously poked his head to take a look, and was almost scared to death.
The shoals on both sides of the river were filled with green, bone-white carrion corpses, covered with large and small corpse crickets.
They were densely swarming and gnawing at the carcasses, making people’s scalp numb just by looking at them.
On the mountain wall above the rotting corpse, a green crystal coffin hung vertically. There seemed to be a corpse in white clothes inside. It was too far away and it was difficult to tell whether it was a male or a female.
"There's one over here, too." Pan Zi flashlighted the coffin and took a closer look. It turned out to be an empty coffin.
At this moment, everyone has a question in their mind: Where did the corpse go?
The direction of the river changed.
Big Kui Hun'er was about to fly, his teeth kept chattering, and he couldn't speak clearly, "Big... big rice dumplings!"
Cold sweat broke out on Wu Sanye's forehead. He stretched out his hand and said, "D...Dakui, quickly take out the black donkey hooves in the bag and give them to me. I want the oldest one."
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. When I turned around, I saw that Da Kui had already passed out on the board with his eyes rolled.
"You're such a bitch!" Mr. Wu was dumbfounded.
