"Thank you." Chen Qinghan could not see anything unusual in his eyes.

My mind swung twice on him. Even if he knew I was a Zongzi, he did not reject me or hurt me, nor was he willing to talk to me before being forced to the verge of madness.

So even if he sees out my identity, it will not prevent us from continuing to cooperate.

"You're welcome." Apart from the 'Oh' I shouted when I fell down, this is the first sentence I said in the tomb.

"Hmm? Sister Xiaofu is talking?"

"Aren't you dumb-?"

"There is nothing to make a fuss. She is aphasia caused by her long-term life. Now she may be adapting to it." Chen Qinghan explained for me.

He obviously didn't want others to know my identity, so he had deliberately used a volume that others could not hear, so that they would not know that I did not have the body temperature of a living person.

In fact, I couldn't speak suddenly like he said, because I had been in conversation with the tomb robber for many years and I couldn't speak.

But Wen Jing and the others immediately accepted Chen Qinghan's explanation and asked me a lot of questions.

"There are monsters in the lake." I kindly reminded them that instead of caring about me, I might as well consider how to deal with it.

"What are you afraid of? If it dares to come out, I will beat it into a sashimi. Let me show you a bullet-cut fish."

"You can die if you don't brag? If you want to deal with monsters, I have to make my homemade weapons~"

"Oh? What weapon?" The screaming lady kept ignoring Shunfeng. When she heard that she had a unique weapon, she showed a little curiosity.

It is rare to be followed by people. Now the person who is following him is the Screaming Miss. The squeaker seems to be sitting in the sky and monkey going to the sky.

He pulled out something wrapped in soft leather from his backpack, and looked like a rifle with a scope, but the barrel was a little short.

"Okay, you kid really have a secret weapon!" Wen Jing's eyes lit up, and he slapped Shunfeng, almost slapped Shunfeng for a dog to eat shit.

"Do you use a gun to move a mountain?" I have seen many Taoist people moving a mountain in the tomb, but none of them seem to have used modern weapons.

"To keep pace with the times, not making progress means regressing. If you want to do things well, you must first sharpen your tools."

Unlock the soft-skinned rope under the wind and open it carefully to reveal the colorful painted water-sucking gun inside, which uses liquid magazines and is extremely easy to operate!

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Wen Jing pinched his fists and stared at Shunfeng.

"This gun is not the point, the point is the thing in the magazine." Shunfeng pointed to the water gun magazine, which was filled with liquid.

"What? Holy Water? Divine Water?"

"No, it's the super-concentrated DDT plus carefully made by Benshanren ~ the elephant lethal amount!"

He is the only one who brings pesticides to the tomb. Some people used to bring secret deworming powder, but the formula is complicated and the user will not disclose the ingredients of the powder to others.

And he spoke the simplest recipe in a TV shopping tone, what should I do if I want to beat him up?

"Ah~" Shunfeng covered his head and wailed, and everyone else looked at my hands that were raised in the air, before I could put them down.

I blinked and looked innocent as much as possible. It was not my fault that my body and brain were highly unified...

"You're good at fighting, brother Shunfeng, remember, if you're too high-profile, you'll easily have bags on your head." Wen Jing gloated.

"Who hit me? Who?" When Shunfeng raised his head, my arm was quickly put down. It was probably because everyone was dissatisfied with his pretense just now, so no one betrayed me.

"Is it a stone?" Shunfeng looked up at the darkness above, "Uh uh uh uh uh..."

"What's wrong? A concussion? What's the goose calling?" Wen Jing patted the wind for a while, and the latter immediately grabbed his sleeve, still staring at the top of his head.

Wen Jing and we also looked up at the top of our heads, and suddenly found a dead person hanging on our heads.

The dead man's body swayed slightly, and it was very likely that something was stalking his neck.

Tick…tick…

The water on the corpse was dripping down. No one noticed it just now, mainly because he didn't find anyone on his head.

We chatted here for a long time, and it turned out that there was a dead person hanging above our heads.

Speaking of which, it’s normal. The tomb is full of corpses, and they are everywhere, just like the ornaments of ancient tombs.

But this corpse is fresh. When I met the Qin family, he was not here, which means he appeared when I went back to report the news.

"There is water on the body, which may have swam from the lake, and it has not been long since death." Chen Qinghan did not have any fear or fear. He approached the body and used the flashlight to observe the deceased's face for a while.

"Can it be that monster who hangs people here?" Wen Jing took two steps back. He was the strongest and was holding a weapon of destruction, but he was very afraid of the corpse.

"The monster doesn't eat him, why are you hanging him up?" Shunfeng said angrily.

"You don't understand this. It's hard to catch people in the lake. You finally caught one. It made it into air-dried meat and you can eat it slowly."

"Go to you, you heard that whose monster can cure bacon~"

"There is salt on the surface of the body of the corpse." Chen Qinghan threw out the dagger and cut off the object hanging on the corpse, and the corpse fell down.

The corpse was not wearing clothes, and there was indeed a layer of white crystal on the surface of the body, but the particles were relatively rough.

"Cough... Maybe this is a saltwater lake..." Wen Jing became less and less confident when he spoke. There was no sunlight underground, and water was dripping on the body. Moreover, I didn't leave for a long time. Even if the water on the body was salt water, it would not be possible to evaporate it in such a short time.

Let’s take a step back and say that even if it is evaporated, it will not be able to steam such a thick layer of salt.

The body gave me the feeling of being thrown into a salt jar and rolled around.

I touched my head and always felt that my mind had become flexible. Since the 317th group of tombs have changed more and more.

"This man died of drowning, and there were no other scars on his body. He was hung up after his death." Chen Qinghan said after carefully examining the body, "The salt on his body has traces of applying, and it was not naturally stained."

"Professor Chen, I remember you are not a medical student. Do university professors still need to work part-time now? Is the life of a gardener so hard?" Wen Jing looked disbelief.

"I'm not a professional, but I'm very careful and meticulous. If you add a piece, it won't be one tenth of him." The screaming lady who hadn't spoken for a long time blew Chen Qinghan's rainbow farts as soon as she opened her mouth.

I don't think so. Although Chen Qinghan has his advantages, red flowers still need green leaves to match. With a few of them, his image cannot be tall.

Their attention was all on the corpse. Chen Qinghan felt that the corpse was strange and wanted to know who made the corpse like this.
Chapter completed!