Tomb Raider: Get four inheritances at the beginning!

The third uncle said: "On the way, I met a corpse weeter again. Pan Zi was bitten by a corpse weeter in order to save me, and he is still unconscious."

"What? Met blood corpses again? Why are there so many blood corpses in his mother's tomb?" the fat man exclaimed.

There were quite a few blood corpses encountered along the way, but Third Uncle and the others unexpectedly encountered several more.

One is difficult enough to deal with, why are there so many blood corpses in one tomb?
Zheng Jiu didn't care about what everyone said.

Squatting beside Pan Zi, inspecting the injuries on his body, she brushed her fingers over Pan Zi's stomach.

I saw that Pan Zi had a painful expression on his face at this time, and his face was pale.

When he felt movement in Pan Zi's stomach, he frowned.

"Da Kui, did you take care of Pan Zi's wound?"

"That's right, Master Jiu, just now Pan Zi was seriously injured in order to save the third master and me, and a big hole was bitten out of his stomach.

I just bandaged it casually when I left in a hurry, what's wrong? "

"Why are you so careless, there is still a living corpse in his stomach!"

Zheng Jiu's expression was solemn, and his two fingers quickly passed over Pan Zi's stomach, as if he was sensing something.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Is there a living corpse in the stomach?"

The third uncle hurried over and untied the bandage on Pan Zi's stomach.

A fist-sized hole was in the belly, and even the intestines inside were visible.

If you look closely, you can see a slight squirm in the belly.

"How much has Pan Zi suffered? What a tough guy!"

The fat man said solemnly, looking at the fist-sized hole in Pan Zi's stomach, he could see his intestines, and his face was still a little pale.

"Hold him down, and I'll help him take out the hole inside."

Zheng Jiu also admired Pan Zi a little bit, this is a man, no matter what his status is.

"Jiuye, we don't have any medical medicine now, so if we help him take out the corpse like this, will it hurt him to death?"

Wu Xie was at a loss, he knew that many people would not be able to bear this kind of pain and would be tortured to death.

"Let's do it! Master Jiu, Pan Zi is a man who has seen blood. He is a tough guy. I believe he can bear this pain.

If he didn't take out the corpse in his stomach in time, he would die faster. "

The third uncle was a little anxious, looking at Zheng Jiudao with begging eyes.

After Fatty and Da Kui stepped forward to hold down Pan Zi, they signaled to Zheng Jiu that he could do it.

After Zheng Jiu felt the position of the corpse, she stretched out her two fingers, and slammed into the big hole in Pan Zi's stomach.

The two fingers stirred in it slightly, and then pulled it out violently.

He saw Zheng Jiu's two fingers with a corpse wee, still alive and kicking.

Pan Zi struggled in pain with an "ah" and almost broke free.

Fortunately, there were two people holding him down, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Zheng Jiu casually threw the corpse in his hand on the ground.

The fat man trampled the corpse to death with one step, and cursed: "If you don't learn well, tnd dares to drill holes!"

"Brother, your hand is even stronger than Liu's!"

"Liu Yishou? What is it?" Pan Zi was suspicious, but he also woke up at this time and asked in a daze.

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Wu Xie hurriedly put some anti-inflammatory drugs on Pan Zi's intestines, and then stuffed them back, looking at him still faintly nauseated.

"Pan Zi, does it hurt?" Wu Xie asked.

Pan Zi rolled his eyes: "Little Third Master, you are asking knowingly, won't it hurt if you have a big gash in your stomach?"

Wu Xie smiled awkwardly, and immediately didn't know what to say.

He didn't expect that he would ask such an idiotic question.

Just about to re-bandage him, Zheng Jiu squatted down.

"Master Jiu, what's the matter?" Pan Zi asked.

He was very grateful to this man, if he hadn't taken out the corpse for him, he would have been tortured to death by the corpse in a coma.

"I'll give you some medicine."

Zheng Jiu stretched out a finger, cut a small cut directly, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

He smeared it on the edge of the hole in Pan Zi's stomach.

How many people don't know, so I don't know what is going on here. Could this blood be able to heal injuries?
Zheng Jiu signaled Wu Xie to help Pan Zi bandage his injury.

1 minute later.

"Huh~~~~"

Pan Zi looked at the bandaged wound in surprise and let out a cry of surprise.

The third uncle asked with concern: "What happened to Pan Zi?"

"I feel that the wound is not so painful, and there is a cool feeling."

Pan Zi was speechless secretly, could it be because of Jiu Ye's blood?Isn't this too ridiculous?
He has never heard of anyone whose blood can relieve pain.

Fatty Dakui and others were shocked.

Master Jiu's blood is too heaven-defying, right?

The third uncle laughed: "It's a good thing to startle me."

Although he was also a little surprised and uncertain, he couldn't care so much at this time.

The expression on Pan Zi's face became peaceful, not as painful as before.

"Jiu Ye, you still have the effect of pain relief? Isn't it too strong?"

Wu Xie looked at Zheng Jiu in disbelief and said.

He nodded for so long and didn't say much.

Zheng Jiu heard Pan Zi's words from the side and thought about it. He wanted to try his true dragon blood to heal the wound.

Now it seems to be very powerful, but it actually has the effect of pain relief.

Seeing that Pan Zi was fine, Wu Xie looked at the third uncle beside him and said.

"What happened to Third Uncle in that ear room just now? Why did you suddenly disappear?"

When the third uncle heard this, he couldn't help but slap Dakui on the back of his head.

Dakui was so wronged that he didn't dare to say a word.

"It's not all because of Da Kui's quick hands. Tnd, I found out that there is a mechanism. Before I figured it out, he pressed the mechanism, and then we fell into the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty on the next floor."

The third uncle became more and more angry, and then he talked about their strange experience just now, which was very bizarre and tortuous.

In the end, the words became more and more mysterious, and Wu Xie couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he hurriedly stopped him.

Finally, the third uncle took out a black box and fiddled with it casually.

With a click, it becomes a miniature folding submachine gun.

This is the equipment of the last batch of tomb robbers they found in the Western Zhou Tomb on the next floor.

"Ah, that's all right, all right, don't talk about these irrelevant things."

"Third Uncle, let's hurry back and save my little brother! There should be still time!" Wu Xie asked anxiously from the side.

The third uncle smiled wryly: "It's useless, the terrain there is complicated, and we couldn't escape those blood corpses.

Even if we go back now, we probably won't be able to find the place, it's just a fucking maze there. "

The third uncle glanced at Zheng Jiu and said: "The only person here who can save my brother is probably only Jiu Ye."

After hearing Uncle San's words, everyone looked at Zheng Jiu, expecting his answer.