This sentence was said by the old man Guishou.
Because when he was saying this, the three-flowered snake that was originally wrapped around his hand had re-entered the peach wood staff in his hand.
I didn't even see how the snake got in.
Only half an hour passed, and we didn't encounter any so-called danger.
Everyone gradually felt relieved, and Da Zhuang exclaimed: "Hundreds of thousands of years have passed."
"Even if there were rice dumplings, the zombies would have dried long ago and become mummies."
"Fifth Master, this place is so big. I will search other places. Maybe I can get a lot of money. If I get some foreign pornographic goods, I can sell them at a good price."
"Whenever, can you, kid, stop thinking about money all the time..."
Uncle Yan glared at Da Zhuang, but then changed the subject: "Be careful. If you find something good, say hello, and I will ask Dachuan to help you..."
"okay."
Da Zhuang agreed, and immediately took the machete and headed towards the ruins near us. He didn't go far and stayed within our sight.
In this regard, the old man with ghost hands didn't say anything, he just led us towards the rubble pile in the center.
We walked slowly because the road here was not smooth.
Looking at the surrounding scenery, this should be a village, or a tribe would be more appropriate.
Because I saw many houses built on tree branches. Although the original houses no longer exist, the few remaining beams are still standing and hanging on the trees.
At the same time, I also saw many murals on many boulders.
These murals are completely different from those in the Central Plains. They have no color and are carved directly on large rocks.
There are many people engraved on the mural. These people have big heads and small bodies, and a pair of big eyes that take up two-thirds of the entire head.
Their eyes even protrude a bit, making them look like aliens.
Because they are two-dimensional murals, I cannot see the full picture. I just think these murals are very different.
Uncle Yan said: "Don't look blindly, these are the civilization of the ancient Shu Kingdom."
"The Shuyi group was originally a branch of the ancient Shu Kingdom, and it was also a branch of the Dongyi people."
"Your seventh uncle has a relatively deep understanding of these alien cultures. The reason why I brought you here is to verify what he said."
What did I ask?
Uncle Yan said: "Your seventh uncle discovered some stone slips in the ruins of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Western Regions in the early years, which recorded some information about the Shuyi people."
"It mentioned that there is a blood spring in the Shuyi tribe. No matter what kind of disease or internal injury, you only need to take a dip in the blood spring, and after forty-eight hours, it will be intact as before."
After hearing this, I found it very unbelievable. It was like a fountain of youth.
Uncle Yan said: "No matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I have to give it a try. After all, I promised your mother to take care of you."
Uncle Yan's words moved me a little, but what happened next made me understand that Uncle Yan was still the same Uncle Yan, and he hadn't changed at all.
After we finally arrived at the pile of rocks, which is also the most central area of the entire tribe, the old man with ghost hands sat on a stone on one side to rest.
Then he waved his hand and said: "Yam Luo Wu, we are all here. I don't need the rest, right?"
After saying that, he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated, holding a mahogany cane in his hand. His whole body was as motionless as if he were dead.
Uncle Yan nodded: "Old Qi, if you are not in good health, just rest aside and leave the rest to us."
"Alai, Da Zhuang, copy the guy and do it..."
Alai nodded, without saying a word, and took out the triangular screwdriver he had prepared long ago.
Start digging towards the ground.
But Da Zhuang didn't respond.
Uncle Yan frowned and shouted again to the surroundings.
"Dazhuang, where did your kid die? Come back to work quickly..."
But there was still no sound coming out. He was just talking and didn't notice Da Zhuang's whereabouts.
Now that Da Zhuang could not be found, Uncle Yan suddenly felt something was wrong, and then looked at Qi Dachuan.
Before Qi Dachuan could speak, a loud exclamation came from the northwest corner of us.
"What...what is it?"
"Fifth Master, Seventh Master..."
Da Zhuang poked his head out from behind the ruins of a bush and waved to us.
The expression on his face was full of surprise, and he kept waving us to pass.
When I turned to look at Uncle Yan, Qi Dachuan and Leng Yue had already rushed out.
Uncle Yan just thought for a moment and said, "Alai, keep digging to see what kind of soil is underneath, and then use the Luoyang shovel to find the exact location."
"Also, pay attention to your seventh master, he has already put in a lot of effort along the way..."
Alai nodded to show that he understood, and then continued to dig.
Triangular screwdriver positioning and Luoyang shovel caving are a set of basic procedures for our Taosha official.
This is different from ordinary tomb robbers, because the geology in some places is hard and some places are sandy, so the Luoyang shovel is not very effective.
Therefore, other tools are needed to assist. The triangular screwdriver is made of fine steel and was used specifically for mining in the past.
There are thousands of ancient tombs, and any situation can arise.
Therefore, dividing the money to fix the hole, exploring the soil and digging the hole is not a rigid formula. In practice, it needs to be constantly modified.
When Uncle Yan and I came to Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang and the others had already knocked open one of the big earthen jars.
A pile of black liquid was scattered inside, but the liquid had turned into dirt, as if something had been burned.
There is a lump inside the large earthen jar. The lump is irregular in oval shape and will make a dull banging sound when hit with a machete.
"What is this?"
Da Zhuang said and was about to knock open other large earthen jars to take a look, but was stopped by Uncle Yan.
"Don't panic, Miss Lengyue, Dachuan, you go over there and check to see if there is anything fishy about it, so that we can be fully prepared."
Leng Yue nodded, looked at Qi Dachuan and walked towards the other side.
Only then did I have time to look at the situation here.
This should be a very long wooden building, but the building has collapsed to the point where it is no longer distinguishable, and many of the beams have become rotten wood that can break at the touch of a touch.
It was covered with moss, fungi, mushrooms, and many unknown insects flying around.
These bugs should be non-toxic, because many of them are lying on our bodies and there is nothing strange about them.
Soon Leng Yue and the others discovered something.
When we walked in and took a look, we couldn't help but gasp.
It was a pile of white bones, and there was something like a blood-red meat ball lying on the white bones at this moment.
Uncle Yan asked what happened?
Qi Dachuan said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I just saw a broken red jar and kicked it over."
"And then something like this leaked out...?"
When I saw this meat ball-like thing, I suddenly felt nauseated.
Da Zhuang rushed up at this time, stabbed the meat ball-like thing with a machete and said: "What the hell, just kill the counting ball."
Along with a 'pop' sound, a stench came, the blood-red flesh ball burst, and bursts of red and yellow blood flowed down.
"What the hell is this?"
Qi Dachuan pinched his nose and said.
At the same time, mutations occurred.
There were crackling sounds all around, as if something was broken.
Uncle Yan has experienced a lot, and when he heard these voices, he already understood that he was causing trouble.
He immediately called people to go towards the stone monument. At this time, Alai had already started digging a hole with a Luoyang shovel and an engineer shovel near a stone monument.
The old man Guishou who was sitting aside and resting also opened his eyes and asked us what was wrong.
Uncle Yan said with a gloomy face: "Just now..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the woman Leng Yue exclaimed.
"careful……"
Then the whole person was as fast as a little cheetah, his body suddenly rushed out, and the scimitar in his hand slashed through the air.
"thump……"
I didn't even see what it was, so it fell on a stone not far from me.
It was a baby.
To be precise, they are incomplete babies, because these babies have ulcers all over their bodies.
Their heads are extremely large, and their eyes have no black eyeballs. They are all large milky-white eyeballs bulging high on the outside.
Leng Yue's knife just now split the big-headed baby's body into two parts, and the head fell to the side. The body is on the other side.
Both sides were sputtering with red and yellow blood, and the smell was not to mention disgusting.
When the old man with ghost hands saw these things, his whole body began to tremble.
He hit Uncle Yan directly on the head with the stick.
"Yam Luo Wu, what a good thing you did, this is the corpse of Shu Yi...!"
