Pickup didn't understand my ideas very well, but he still politely said that he would definitely visit my breakfast shop.

In fact, if he hadn't been there, I could have solved the brain-eating worms by putting out a fireball, and there wouldn't be such a "big fight".

I consciously missed my mouth, deliberately mentioned the identity of the female corpse, trying to divert Pika's attention and save him from asking me about brain-eating worms.

This bug has long been extinct. Even I heard from the seniors in the clan. I have only seen samples in the ‘museum’ of our clan.

Pickka followed my words and began to analyze the identity of the female corpse. He said that he recognized the shoes worn by the female corpse. Because the corpse rotted quickly, the trademark on the clothes was easy to preserve. When they took over the task, in addition to the physical characteristics of the missing persons, they also focused on the brand styles of equipment, clothes, shoes and other items.

If the corpse has been osteotomized and has no documents, they can only rely on this information to rebel against the identity of the deceased.

Even clothes can be mixed, but shoes can rarely be mixed. After all, each person's feet have different sizes, especially between male and female team members, it is unlikely that they can exchange shoes.

Professor Park’s father’s team also has female members, more than one, three people and three sizes.

I looked at the female corpse's shoes. It was a very small one. She was also petite, probably less than 1.6 meters tall.

Pickup said that there is only one female team member wearing the smallest size shoes, named Ai Qiuyun, who is 1.57 meters tall and weighs 40 kilograms. The standard for changing the shoe size to Huaxia should be 35 sizes, and he is the correspondent in the team.

"That's probably her." I haven't read the information about Professor Park's father's team, but to me, it doesn't matter who they are. Even if Professor Park's father becomes like this, he has to tear it up even if he should.

After saying that, I remembered another thing and quickly told Pika: "If there is one such insect, there may be two. If you protect your head, especially your ears, it will drill from the ears into the brain."

After giving instructions, I realized that I had just changed the topic and pulled it back.

"Okay." Pika was very obedient and immediately pulled his scarf up and covered his head again. He should be able to see the scenery outside clearly. He ran very fast when he was hiding from the "flies".

Pickup only replied with a good word and didn't ask any more questions. We walked forward, walked to the end of the passage, and came to a hall with many statues placed inside. They were different movements and dressed differently, but I looked very familiar, as if it was the one at the end of the tomb passage at the beginning.

I just changed my movements and changed my clothes. The statues were all one person, and it was probably carved according to the tomb owner. So I took a closer look at the faces of the statues.

Each statue is lifelike, and the facial carvings are more exquisite, and they are indeed the same face.

I was walking back and forth between the statues, and Pika asked me what I was looking for?

I asked to find the one at the end of the tomb passage to see if someone had moved it back.

"Sister Leng." Pika called me, his tone a little anxious.

"Ah?" I saw him standing five steps away from me, staring at a statue behind me, as if he had seen something terrifying.

I looked back at the statue and soon noticed something strange. When I passed by it, it was obviously straightened and shaped like a window when it was showing.

Now it has become a bent down, stretched out his hands and just stopped above my head.

If the pickup hadn't called me, I changed my position and its hands would have touched my head.

"What the hell are you doing? Ah? What do you want to do? Touch your head and kill it?" I knocked on the statue's hand with a hook stick. The metal collided with the stone, making a 'dang' sound.

Then I waved my hand and broke the statue's hand. It was hollow inside, but nothing else, it was just a stone.

These things in other ancient tombs are considered cultural relics. In the tombs of our tribe, there are only "monsters". I looked at the bottom of the statue. They were not fixed on the ground or on the base. They stood directly on the ground with their feet, and could maintain balance and not fall.

"Be careful!" I was about to knock off the statue's head to see if there was a mechanism inside. I turned my head to talk to Pika, but I saw two hands stretching out from the back of his neck.

The two hands were about to pinch his neck, and the pickup seemed to feel something, rushed forward two steps, then turned around suddenly, raised his gun and shot two points, breaking the statue behind him.

"These statues are alive." Pika shouted and looked for an exit. When we came in, the statue behind him was obviously squatting on the ground with his back to him. As we spoke, it stood up, faced Pika's back, and reached out to pinch his neck.

There are no less than a hundred statues in the hall, and they have to be smashed one by one. Not only does it take time, but pickup trucks also require bullets, which is not cost-effective for us, so I agree to find an exit this time.

But we don’t know when the statue will move, it can be said that it is hard to defend against. After the pickup found the exit, it was quietly stretched out and tripped by a statue.

He heard Mr. Tang talk about an altar and asked him what the altar was for sacrificing. He said that Chen Qinghan had never seen that altar before.

Mr. Tang said that it should be a dead baby, which is related to the creation myth of the ancient city people. In order to give birth to normal offspring, the ancestors of the ancient city people kept giving birth to many deformed babies, either died after birth or died in the womb.

Anyway, there are not many dead children, so the couple built an altar for the dead babies. This altar is also an antique in the eyes of the ancient city people. It has been preserved intact after hundreds of generations.

Each statue inside represents a dead baby. Mr. Tang said that there are no less than tens of thousands of statues placed around the altar, densely arranged in one piece.

Even if you look at it in the sun, it is terrifying. It is even more gloomy and terrifying when you look at it in a dim environment.

According to Mr. Tang, when Miss Tang saw these terrifying baby statues and projected into a dream, it became a nightmare.

I have heard that sleepwalking people can live thousands of miles away for decades, and suddenly wake up one day and have a family and a career. It should be OK to see things around them while sleepwalking.

But when I saw a child crawling into his stomach in my dream, I woke up and became pregnant. This is unexplainable.

Anyway, I think Ms. Tang’s words are more credible in this matter, and Mr. Tang’s speculation is too far-fetched.

After hearing what the Tang family father and daughter said, Chen Qinghan didn't see any attitude on the surface. He didn't tend to either side. He just said that after he got out, he would immediately send Ms. Tang to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Before this, I hope neither the father nor the daughter is too worried.

Chen Qinghan took out a small paper bag from his pocket, folded the yellow paper into a small triangle, and didn't know what it was like to spread it out. He handed this thing over the years to Miss Tang, saying that he would bring amulets from experts every time he went on a mission. It was a bit believed it or not. However, he had run around over the years and encountered countless dangers and had many strange things. In the end, he could always get rid of danger.

Miss Tang was really scared, and she didn't even have any politeness. She immediately took the amulet and held it tightly in her hand.

I don’t know whether Chen Qinghan has a talisman, but I know what he gave to Miss Tang is definitely not. I saw him folding it myself while he was free and had nothing to do during the night. The ingredients are chocolate wrapping paper.

Since the doctor used hypnosis treatment to relieve Ms. Tang's condition, I guess Chen Qinghan wanted to imitate the doctor's treatment methods and use psychological hints to weaken her fear.

I hope Miss Tang will not put the "amulet" in front of her, otherwise she will smell the familiar chocolate smell. However, I have already thought about the words to fool her. If she becomes suspicious, I will explain to Chen Qinghan that it is the current talisman maker that keeps pace with the times, such as spraying perfume on toilet paper, which is not only practical but also refreshing.

Miss Tang did not put the "amulet" in front of her. She covered it on her stomach and said, "Suppressing you."

Mr. Tang settled his daughter and went to talk to Dr. Du. He didn't look for Xiaohong. I don't know if he thought it was young and wanted to find a doctor who looked more experienced.

Dr. Du does have much more experience in treating ‘people’ than Xiaohong, but she does not have a perspective eye. Xiaohong’s eyes have similar functions and are harmless to people.

But Dr. Du asked for a pulse and promised Mr. Tang that the little life in Miss Tang's belly was a healthy, heartbeat, and little girl.

Mr. Tang was very surprised. He said that he had heard of it before. There was a famous Chinese doctor who could tell whether a pregnant woman was a man or a woman by just taking a pulse. But he never had the chance to see it with his own eyes.

Dr. Du was very modest and said that this method was not 100% able to determine the gender of the fetus, but she could ensure more than 70% accuracy.

Unfortunately, she couldn't explain why the child suddenly grew up, and Miss Tang was safe and sound.

She couldn't explain, and the others in our team couldn't explain.

Although I listened to their entire conversation, I didn't say a word when I went back to the camping cave to rest.

Only when they heard Wang Le and Huang Zaijiang telling stories there, they naturally knew about Miss Tang’s bizarre belly. However, they did not talk about Miss Tang, but told the story of “ghost ulterior motives” that they heard from other places.

Miss Tang was outside the cave and was in a complicated mood for a while and couldn't calm down, so she sat alone on the stone outside and stared blankly.

After Mr. Tang and Dr. Du talked, they went over to sit with her. The father and daughter didn't talk anything, just sat quietly.

When Wang Le and Huang Zaijiang were telling stories, they deliberately lowered their volume. Miss Tang was originally suspicious. If they heard such supernatural stories they told again, they would really be able to dig their stomachs open.

The sun was shining outside, the sand was hot, and the hole was dark, and the two of them were muttering, and I listened to each other.

They were talking about a female forensic doctor who had an anatomy of an unknown male corpse. That night, she had a dream that the male corpse had returned home with her. Each person and the corpse had a spring night. The next day, she woke up and found that it was a dream.

But three months later, she found out that she was pregnant. No, she felt that she was pregnant. She was a doctor herself and knew about various pregnancy reactions. However, when she went to the hospital for examination, she was not pregnant.

The doctor said that maybe it was her psychological effect, she was too eager to have children or something. She was a celibate and didn't like children. It was impossible for her to desire to have a child, even to have hallucinations.

She had seen all Western and Chinese doctors, and went to several major hospitals, but the results were the same.

After checking, she almost believed that there was something wrong with her mental problems, but her belly grew day by day, and every day was a little bigger than the previous day.

Not to mention blowing balloons like Miss Tang, it can be seen by the naked eye.

Moreover, the bigger her belly, the more she often hears the crying of children at night. She always feels her stomach gets heavy in her dreams. When she opens her eyes in her dream, she can see a child sitting on her lower abdomen and crying with her back to her.

When I heard this, I nodded secretly. The child in this story cried at the female forensic doctor, and the child in Miss Tang's dream laughed at her. Is there anything else to say?

Just at this moment, Chen Qinghan came in and heard the topic they were talking about, glaring at them, and they immediately shut up.

Dr. Du also gave them a blank look, saying that they were in vain as scientific workers, and they were addicted to supernatural stories all day long, or the group leader and manager of some ghost story group.

I told them why there are so many folk stories, strange stories and supernatural stories to tell, and it turns out that there have been established communication channels.

Mike couldn't understand what they were talking about. Xiaohong didn't know what a ghost was at all. I was the only one. Seeing that Chen Qinghan was out again, he asked:

"What happened later? Was it really born?"

The two of them seemed to have met a soulmate, and they came over to me and the three of us formed a three-legged force to prevent the sound from spreading far away.

"Is it born?... no one saw it, but the female forensic doctor finally broke her belly and died of excessive blood loss." Huang Zaijiang said in a low voice.

"Something teared open her internal organs and belly and crawled out from inside. There were also a string of traces at the scene, like traces of a child crawling on the ground, small bloody handprints, climbed from the bathroom to the balcony, and finally disappeared outside the balcony." Wang Le said in a smaller voice.

"Is this a story or a real thing?" I saw that the two of them were talking sluggishly, with their expressions very exaggerated, one staring at and the other grinning, which was obviously deliberately trying to scare me.

"Of course it's true." When they saw that I was about to take the bait, they nodded in a particularly serious manner.

"Oh, is this the kid you mentioned?" I pointed my finger at Huang Zaijiang's right shoulder behind him. It was the darkest part of the cave. We were all staying in the area where we could see the sun at the entrance of the cave. Huang Zaijiang's back was facing into the cave. Behind him was a darkness, and nothing could be seen.

"Hahaha, Xiao Leng, your scary rank is not high. This is the old joke from many years ago." Huang Zaijiang raised his eyebrows at Wang Le, and the meaning seemed to be saying, "She wants to scare me with this little skill?"

"It's really Xiao Leng, the horror jokes from many years ago. You rarely read such stories." Wang Le echoed.
Chapter completed!