"Sister, please walk forward boldly!" Wen Jing's way of comforting people was quite unique, singing in a low voice, watching me leave.

But why did I feel a little unlucky with his way of comforting me? It seemed like I was going to send me back.

I turned around and glared at him, hoping that he would shut up quickly, but his brain circuits would never be on the same line. When I glared at him, he sang more vigorously.

"Go ahead~ Go back..."

Yes, I can change the lyrics by myself!

I speed up my pace and don't want to be harassed by his singing anymore. It would be fine if he sang it well. The problem is that he went out of tune. If I didn't know the lyrics of this song, I wouldn't know what he sang.

When I walked into the phosphorus fire group, I felt something was wrong. Just now, we did not take a closer look at these phosphorus fires because we were far away.

But at this moment, I was in the middle of them, and I could clearly see the inside of the fire ball, where winged insects are flying.

Because the insects are translucent white, wrapped in the middle of the phosphorus fire, you will not notice it if you don’t look closely.

No wonder they flew down collectively, it turned out not because the airflow moved, but because the insects were flying with a ball of phosphorus fire.

The creatures that can survive in the burning toxic gases must not be good people.

They were not interested in me, and after Chen Qinghan and the others retreated to the tomb passage, they flew back into the air.

I walked to the fresh corpse. Although I had watched the TV series by Forensic Xiao Ming on the mobile phone of a tomb robber, judging the cause of a person's death cannot be done by watching a few episodes of TV series, so I quickly concluded that this was murder!

The murder weapon was inserted into his back, but the body was facing away from the exit of the tomb passage. We didn't see the situation behind him just now.

I held the hilt of the dagger and pulled it out of the corpse. The person who started the dagger was so cruel that there was only the hilt outside.

The person who stabbed the knife could not be the bugs on the top of his head. I have seen too many such things, and he was most likely under the assassination of his companions.

He had no backpack around him, and someone took away his equipment. The endings of the tomb-drawer are nothing more than three types: one is to be killed by the mechanism in the tomb; the other is to be killed by the companions; the third is to kill others and live to the end.

There is nothing strange about seeing it too much, but there are neither treasures nor mechanisms in this cave, and it is not time to kill or pull the back.

Of course, there are many reasons for tomb robbers to kill people in the tomb. For example, they come from different forces and can get rid of one or the other while there is no one around.

Without finding any good things, I stood up and continued to walk forward. Wen Jing's singing stopped, and my figure was drowned in the darkness and left their sight.

How could the ancient tomb be connected to natural caves? My curiosity was aroused. As I walked and looked, layers of dry bones were scattered in the rocky beach under my feet, and the bones were crisp and soft, obviously old.

There were fresh footprints on the pile of bones, and I followed the footprints to prevent myself from getting lost.

There are countless phosphate fires on the top of my head and the environment where the holes are not visible is clear and I don’t need lighting. Having a light source is harmful to me or not beneficial to me.

I had to listen carefully to the sounds around me and found someone I had to hide quickly. I intuitively felt that Boss Lu, whom Chen Qinghan and the others, was not like a good person. When I met them, I would inevitably be beaten like a monster.

There is a lake deep in the hollow. When the footprints end here, then move forward, there is a stone wall that is integrated with the upper and lower, and there is no other way out.

I walked to the lake and suddenly saw a backpack on a stone.

This time I was cautious and squatted beside me and observed for a long time. I was sure that there was no one before I walked forward and flipped over.

The backpack is full of ropes, and there is no fun at all.

I punched my backpack in disappointment. At this time, a string of water suddenly turned up on the surface of the lake, and then a head came out of the water. The man, with a diving respirator, saw me flipping his backpack on the shore, immediately let out a muffled cry.

At the same time, he raised one of his arms, holding a spear gun in his hand, with the muzzle facing me.

This thing can't kill me, but I really like this outfit now, and it will be scrapped after being poked into a hole.

My earliest piece of clothing is inseparable from swords and guns, and it is invasive for thousands of years. An old man who robbed the tomb told me that it was a priceless treasure.

When I heard this, I quickly took it off and put it in the corner of the coffin. If I could go out one day, I would still rely on it to live a wealthy life worth 80 billion yuan.

From then on, my clothes were from tomb robbers who came down tombs, and I would wear whatever they wore.

Now this particularly cool jungle adventure outfit is left by the 316th group of tomb robbers.

I am already satisfied with being able to live a scattered life in the ancient tomb. Of course, it would be even better if I could go outside the tomb to pick up rags.

I know that there is a rule of law society outside, and I will not allow me to flip through other people's bags at will. It can be done without a backpack and garbage bag, so I won't pick it.

While I was thinking about everything, the people in the water had already walked ashore, and I raised my hand to surrender and did not escape.

"Who are you?" The people who came ashore took off their respirators. The phosphorus fireflies were far away from the lake. They seemed to deliberately avoid the lake.

Someone asked me who I was, instead of taking out the black donkey's hooves when I saw me. I was a little excited inside. I squatted down and dipped my fingers in the water between the cracks of the rocks, and wrote on the stone: Survivor.

"Are you a survivor of the previous fight team?"

I focused on the key points and directly answered him with the identity that Chen Qinghan had thought for me.

"Hmph...Leng Family..." The man held the spear gun and had a lot of clothes up and down, and helped me give my last name.

"What's your name?" he asked immediately.

I immediately wrote: Leng Xiaofu.

"I haven't heard of it, I must be a minion."

I nodded quickly and thanked him for helping me fill my identity information.

However, when it comes to Leng's surname, there are indeed a few people in the 316th tomb robbery team. Only one of them walked to the main tomb room and his name was Leng Tianxing. He was a man in his forties.

After he died, I searched through his bag and found a notebook, which was somewhat similar to a work note, which recorded his previous experience of going to the tomb.

He should have recorded the tomb robbery process in detail after he went out, so his record only ended with the last tomb robbery operation.

"Leng Tianxing?" The man indeed said the man's name.

I also wrote truthfully: He is dead.

"Your Leng family is over, and you don't have a place to stay when you go out. It's better to join our Qin family."

I was wondering in my heart, didn’t I say that this team belongs to Boss Lu? Why is there another Qin family?
Chapter completed!