[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

This sleep was hot and cold, and I didn't feel comfortable until the end. I seemed to spy something extraordinary, but I couldn't see it clearly and remember it, and then there was a burning pain on the left side of my face.

I frowned, thinking that the grandson of a turtle disturbed my dream, just opened my eyelids, and saw a black shadow slapped down on my right face, I quickly raised my left hand, and stood up, but he didn't use any force , It was just a fake move, my hand flicked, and it went towards my left face again. I immediately raised my right hand to try to parry, but I never thought that my right hand would be unable to move.

Now that he was fully awake, the fat man stared at me slyly with an inquiring but wretched expression.

"Yo, you're awake? Fat Lord, I thought you both died after taking the wrong medicine."

Only then did I feel a sore mouth and a faint smell of blood. I looked sideways and saw that Poker Face was lying beside me with his eyes closed.It was also he who pressed my right arm and leg.

I pushed him hard, but he didn't wake up, his head was full of cold sweat. I panicked and stretched out my hand to measure his temperature and pulse.

"Innocent, don't worry about it. You were like this just now. Fat Master, I slapped you a few times with my golden hand before you recovered. Why don't you kneel down and thank Fat Master?"

"Thank you sister, I waited for the slap back! By the way, did you slap the little brother? Why is he still awake?"

"Yo, my little brother's little face is so tender that you can break it, how can I give up Fat Master."

"Fuck, don't disgust you, you are obviously bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, I'll go."

I waved my hand, spread out the moisture-proof pad, picked up the little brother, bent down to lay him flat, then tidied up some messy clothes, picked up the substitute stone and relics, and followed the fat man out of the tent.

The chicken was gone, and so was Brother Pig. I sat down by the campfire and observed the relic carefully. It had turned into a dull stone, and the earth inside could no longer be seen.

I felt it carefully, and my whole body felt much lighter, and the wound from the previous two days was no longer painful, and I was very energetic.I suddenly thought of a possibility, so I pulled a leaf from the side and crushed it in my hand, and sniffed it under my nose, and I actually smelled the faint and fresh smell of grass and trees.

Is your nose ready? !Does this really work?I suppressed my ups and downs and immediately went to observe the replacement stone, but found that it hadn't changed too much. It seems that the curse has not ended.

While struggling with the fat man, Poyou Fing slowly came out of the tent and sat next to me with a more energetic expression. The fat man was amazed and said that the two of us had taken Viagra.

I thought to myself that after taking Viagra, I still suffer from kidney deficiency. How could it be so green and pollution-free.Then I realized that the focus was wrong, and I asked, "Brother, are you feeling well too? My nose is healed."

Poker bottle looked at me, nodded, and said:

"It does contain vitality, but it's not much. I can roughly feel it, and I can only delay it for a few more days."

"What? How many days! Odd number?"

"Ah."

To be honest, I am still a little disappointed, and said with a strong spirit:

"However, it can be regarded as a harvest. I have paid attention to the method of breaking the curse before, but because few people use it, there are basically no clues. This is just a gem. As long as we can find enough or sum up some experience from the production method, maybe It is still very helpful to break the curse."

Poker Bottle shook his head and said:

"Maybe it's not that simple, we can only try our best."

The fat man couldn't bear his temper, and said:

"Come on, don't be silly. In the end, this fight will have to be lucky for Fat Lord. I knew it from watching the stars last night! Even the equipment is packed, and I don't feel shivering at all. Let's hurry up and get down!" , wait a little longer but it's getting dark. By the way, I saw a 'Stepmother Xin' bronze cup in the tomb in front. I will trouble you next time, brother."

Poker bottle didn't say anything, and went to organize the equipment, but I knew he would help by tacit consent.After going out this time, not only was he emotional, he was inexplicably friendly too much.

Considering the terrain, we compressed the equipment as much as possible and bundled it into a long flat shape behind us, and we also tried to wear as little clothes as possible to make it easier to move.This kind of long and narrow tomb passage that can only be crawled is extremely rare, and the fat man did not go too deep. He only said that some coffins were opened, and there were usually corpses beside the opened coffins. Some of the clothes were rotten, and some of them could be seen from different dynasties of.The corpses in the tomb in front had been collected by someone, but that person may have died in it later, and the corpse was not transported out, and it was rotten into a pile.No matter how deep it is, the fat man is not stupid, and he has never gone in, so it is not clear whether the inside is not clean except that the bucket is a grape-bunch-style left and right layered structure. It is estimated that we are at a disadvantage.

When I think about it, I'm still a little nervous.

We took a nap after eating, and rested for a while. Poker-Face just said, "Follow me." He took the lead in, and I was in the middle, responsible for the communication with the outside and the lighting. The strange and unpredictable three people fight each other.

The tomb passage was still damn narrow and very quiet, only the trivial sounds of panting and clothes rubbing could be heard.This time the fat man lost his temper with Wu Chat, so he just shut up and crawled slowly. His son slept for a long time, and now he is jumping around in the line with great energy. I almost raised my hand and crushed him a few times, but I couldn't bear it anymore. He picked it up and threw it on his father's face, the fat man stroked his hair, and while cursing, he put him on his head for him to catch, and he didn't bald again, the world was quiet now.

When we passed the first fork, we had already investigated it, so we directly chose the right path and continued on. This time we climbed not far and entered the second fork.The hole is still at the top, but it doesn't have that right angle, it's just a slope that goes straight into the darkness, which is good news for the fat man.

Poker Bottle took a headlamp and jumped up the wall in two steps to investigate. After only a few minutes, the light flashed to indicate safety. I held his hand and turned up easily, and then joined forces to help the fat man up.

The scale of this tomb is not too big, it is slightly larger than the first one. The funeral objects during the period are in a mess. The small ones are basically swept away, and the large ones that are inconvenient to move are thrown all over the place. The fat man sells them. The ancestors are straight mother thieves who waste resources, but Ke Jin feels sorry for Ming Qi.

I looked around and saw that there were no symbolic narrative panels such as murals on the stone wall, but judging from the quantity and quality of the funerary objects, it was not shabby at all, which was a bit weird.

"Wu Xie, come here."

Poker Bottle called me over in front of the bronze coffin that had been opened long ago, and pointed to the overturned coffin lid. I saw the densely packed small characters on it, and said to myself, Mr. Bonk, can't you understand yourself, and you still arrest me as a coolie? , but still willingly walked over and bent down to take a picture.

"There is a specialization in art. I can understand ancient characters, but they are difficult and inconvenient. It will be more efficient for you to do it."

I didn't expect him to be able to explain it, so I was stunned for a while and couldn't speak. I didn't know why I didn't dare to look at him, and I obediently read the epitaph.