A thick layer of mud wrapped it tightly, almost airtight, but the two ends are narrow and wide in the middle look like a person's shape.

Tian Qing reached out to touch her, but was quickly stopped by Su Luoluo.

"Don't touch it, be careful it's toxic."

The reason why the swamp is so unique is that it takes up all the right time, place, and people.

There is extremely cold and there is no trace of sunshine. At the earliest, it should be the last place when some wild animals are about to die. They accumulate year by year, coupled with changes in the natural environment, and the leaves falling from a poisonous tree beside the swamp slowly formed a swamp there.

After the corpses of the beasts corroded, they were constantly refining in the mud, and finally produced enough miasma and toxins!

Su Luoluo carefully identified that the miasma toxins inside were a bit complicated, with about twenty of them, and no one or the beast could leave alive.

Because we have to go deep into the mountains.

Su Luoluo had done some research a long time ago, so she prepared a lot of things. She took out a pack of medicine powder and sprinkled it on the long object. Until the pungent stinky smell became much lighter, she pointed to a short distance.

"It should have just rained here, and there is water in the potholes over there, so let's go first."

Several people cut down a few small trees, pulled the vines, made a simple lifting rack, and carried them together and walked quickly towards the water.

The water is very clear and very ice-free, not too little.

Su Luoluo took out a few pills and threw them into the water, took out a pack of powder and sprinkled them on everyone's hands.

Everyone applied evenly, took a deep breath before they started to prepare for cleaning.

The silt is thick and very sticky.

No one spoke, they all pursed their red lips tightly and washed them carefully. Their movements were slower and slower, very gentle, as if they were afraid of waking up the people inside.

Su Luoluo walked to his head, took out a hairpin, a handkerchief, and opened the mud and slowly cleaned the handkerchief.

When he saw the mud in his nostrils, Su Luoluo's hand holding the veil trembled violently, and tears burst out from his eyes.

When they fell into the swamp, people were still alive and not dead.

Unexpectedly.

Lord Qian is so strong and so brave!

Everyone was stunned and the cleaning movements were more careful.

until.

Until the outline became clearer in everyone's sight, Su Luoluo could not suppress the sadness in her heart, and big tears fell on Lord Qian's cold face.

Although she is skilled in medicine, she cannot make the dead live again.

Seeing her so sad, Jun Molin reached out and held her hand and said softly.

"I'll do it."

Su Luoluo shook her head gently. Lord Qian died because of her, so she should be here to serve her.

and.

He is a grandfather's disciple and has a connection with her, which is not an offense.

The clear water was already turbid, and Lord Qian's body almost showed its true appearance. Except for some blackness, everything else was OK.

"This swamp is a bit magical, and the corpse is preserved quite well."

Li Ge said softly, then looked at the bandages wrapped around his abdomen, layer by layer, tightly wrapped.

It was just that when I was about to tie the knot, I didn’t tie it very well.

Su Luoluo could imagine that until the end of the entanglement, Lord Qian would definitely not have any strength, so he didn't even get the bond well.

Could it be that he was seriously injured in the abdomen?

Jun Molin took out the dagger and gently cut the bandage wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and then saw a very long knife mark on Mr. Qian's abdomen.

It's as long as the entire palm, it's very terrifying!

Could it be?

Is this fatal injury?

Everyone's expression suddenly became gloomy, and everyone felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Even Yu Feng, who has been a killer, is full of gloom at this moment. He used to being accustomed to life and death because of ruthlessness.

And now...

"etc."

Su Luoluo hurried forward and gestured at the wound on his body.

"From this perspective, this injury was scratched by myself!"

The edge of the knife starts from bottom to top, and the surrounding muscles are tight, as if it is caused by muscle cramps caused by severe pain.

"Cut open."

Su Luoluo's voice trembled. After giving the order, Yufeng nodded, and his eyes were cold and he cut open Lord Qian's wounds again.

...

The hearts of the few people were torn apart.

They suddenly discovered that there was something inside.

The rectangular shape is wrapped tightly in animal skin, almost airtight.

Like a sharp arrow piercing into his heart, Su Luoluo closed his eyes in pain.

She guessed what this was.

Her long fingers trembled violently. She took the thing and cut it with a knife. The moment she exposed the fold, Su Luoluo's body softened and she fell into Jun Molin's arms and started crying.

It's that note!

That letter of the memorial that can determine the great crime of King Rui’s treason for the enemy!

Lord Qian traveled thousands of miles and protected it with his own life just to deliver it to his own hands.

He must have known that he could not survive anymore and that the swamp was a place to hide corpses, so he made a piece of animal skin to seal the fold, then cut open his belly, stuffed things into his abdomen, then wrapped them with bandages, and jumped into the swamp.

In this way, if he found his body, he found the memorial.

Unbelievable.

How painful it should be when he was doing all this, how painful it should be.

He knew he was going to die, but he still chose to do this just to protect this piece of evidence.

The King of Ming Dynasty, Li Ge, Yu Feng, Tian Qing's fists were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands burst. They all lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, silent.

The mountain wind whistled above the head, and the forest was even more blew of cold wind, blew on people's backs, making them feel cool all over.

far away.

The silver wolf raised his head and let out a long roar, and then he heard the wailings of the beasts one after another.

Jun Molin hugged Su Luoluo tightly, listened to her heart-wrenching crying, felt her trembling body, and said coldly.

"It's okay, go back and take revenge."

right.

Su Luoluo stopped crying suddenly, but her body still trembled violently. After a while, she calmed down.

When she opened the note, she looked at it carefully one by one.

What appeared in my mind was the blood at the border, the shouts at the killing, the blood that flew past in front of me after the limbs were cut off...

Lord Qian writes well, and has good talent in his heart.

Every word of his is immersive. Su Luoluo could see that when he was writing this memorial, he should have tried his best to suppress his emotions, otherwise he would not be able to continue writing.

The anger and sorrow between the lines were like sharp arrows that made Su Luoluo's face pale.

Jun Molin took out a few pills and put them in Lord Qian's mouth. He protected the body from his abdomen and remained unchanged for the time being. Tian Qing bent over and reorganized Lord Qian's internal organs, while Su Luoluo sewed his wound bit by bit.

"The corpse will not rot for the time being."

The few people nodded, stood up together, bowed deeply to Lord Qian, and then carried Lord Qian's body on the back of Silver Wolf.

Su Luoluo turned her head, glanced at the swamp, and bowed deeply!

If it weren't for this unique place, Lord Qian would really have nowhere to hide.

Maybe.

From the moment he was chased, Lord Qian thought that he would die, so he made these arrangements and led them to collect the corpses.

"He has no intention of returning to the capital alive."

Yu Feng said heavily, and Su Luoluo glanced at him and nodded slightly.

He trusted his life to preserve this evidence not only because he loved his country, but also because he trusted Su Luoluo, Su Yunting, and Su Yunluo, and his deep affection for Su Taifu.

It's a pity.
To be continued...