I looked back at Chen Qinghan, he nodded slightly at me, and I immediately jumped out of the car with the young man.

The driver did not encounter any normal situation. The man on the ground was in my sight. He did not do anything to the driver, at least he did not use his hands and feet.

The two young men ran behind the driver and reached out to pull him up, but their palms suddenly shrank back the moment they touched the driver's back.

I didn't see clearly whether they touched the driver or not, but the driver's body was twitching.

"Enter the car, hurry up!" I shouted to the two young men in local dialect.

They passed by me, and I grabbed the person who had just reached out and looked at his hand. It was not injured or bleeding. After confirming, I let go of him and urged him to get in the car as soon as possible.

Chen Qinghan had already stood at the door of the car, and I told him to stare at the young man.

No trauma does not mean it's okay, but it's even more dangerous to keep them outside.

The man lying in the middle of the road climbed up with his limbs, climbing, not standing, he stood on all sides like an animal.

The driver is similar to him, except that the driver's limbs stand in the opposite direction and his neck rotates 180 degrees. If he can face me directly, this person is unlikely to be a living person.

"Be careful." Chen Qinghan said that, he jumped into the car, replaced the driver, and drove the bus backwards.

Now there is no other car passing by, so it is easier for us to operate.

Chen Qinghan took the passengers to the safety zone first, and I stayed to deal with two "monsters".

The driver and the man lying in the middle of the road seemed to feel that his facial features were inconvenient. He opened his mouth hard, twisted his left and right, and twisted his chin off.

Can normal humans not do such difficult actions and tear themselves apart?

Their joints were clattering and their joints were twisted. If they were normal people, they would be disabled and could not move.

I wanted to tie them up, but there was no rope on my hands. I glanced at the hillside next to me and there were rattans on the cliff.

They chased me and I just rushed to the hillside, climbed up to pick a vine, and tied them up when I jumped down.

Their appearance looks scary and their movements are extremely slow, and they are incomparable to me. It is a piece of cake to tie them up.

It’s just that the driver suddenly mutated in such a short time, causing him to have such a change. This is what we should pay attention to.

Not sure how they ‘disseminate’, so it’s a problem to ask the local police to come.

The two were tied up by rattans, leaving only their necks to move. At this time, I noticed a white thin silk hanging on my cuffs.

The karma fire burned it, and the thin filaments disappeared in an instant. I sat on the side of the road, intending to observe for a while to see what changes the drivers and the others will change in the future.

Suddenly, a little white worm fell on my shoes. It fell out of my cuffs and fell to the ground motionless, as if it was dead.

I shook my cuffs and no other bugs fell out. Thinking of the thin silk just now, I suddenly realized something, took off my coat and checked it carefully, but no white thin silk could be found on it.

I picked up a long branch and used it to sweep back and forth on the driver and passers-by.

Sure enough, a few strands of thin threads hung on the branches, and two little white worms ran on the head of the tree.

After a few steps, he was burned out by the karma fire. It seems that the mutation between the driver and passers-by is related to this silk-spitting insect.

The small insects are all white, but they are not spiders or soft bugs like silkworms. They have shells and are more like beetles, only the size of sesame seeds.

If I hadn't had my good eyes, I might not have found them.

Will it become like this if you are bitten by a poisonous insect?

They had obviously stopped breathing, and a white net was formed on the surface of their eyes.

I called Chen Qinghan and asked him to find relevant local departments. These two "corpses" need to be isolated. People who are close to them should be extra careful and never get involved in the little white worms.

A cloth bag fell off his body when he was twisting just now, but he didn't pick it up because he was no longer the same person as he was, and he was dead.

The dead man had no idea what he had lost. I was afraid that there would be bugs on the thing, so he went back to the middle of the road and used the branches to pluck the cloth bag.

There are no thin filaments or bugs on the cloth bag, and maybe the bugs will not stay on dead objects without "life".

I used branches to pick up the cloth bag, which contained a small diary and a folded map.

I was not interested in these two things, but when I saw the words on the cover of the small diary, I raised my eyebrows and became a little curious about it.

That is the handwritten four words "Thief/Tomb/Brush/Remembrance". There are four smaller characters on these four words - Li Ergouzhi.

The connection should be Li Ergou's thief/tomb/notes!

The characters on the cover are all handwritten, and the handwriting is just as high as a kindergarten class. The word "Tomb" is even written incorrectly and is written in a "Suan".

I don't think he wanted to write "stolen curtain", so I automatically corrected the writing method for him.

He wrote Chinese characters, also known as Li Ergou. I have reason to suspect that this passerby was a tomb robber.

Thinking of this, I picked up the stacked map. The map was also hand-painted, like a simple drawing of children. I didn't understand anything else. At this moment, I recognized the road we were on.

The location of the ‘ancient tomb’ he marked is very close to this highway.

I called Chen Qinghan again and told him that there was an ancient tomb nearby and that it had been opened, and more monster insects might have run out.

Chen Qinghan left the passengers in a safe area. He came back alone and wanted to go to the ancient tomb to take a look.

I gave him Li Ergou's diary and a hand-drawn map.

"I can't understand this thing, come on~" I can't understand it even when I read the normal map, let alone draw the map in a simple way.

"It's still a Chinese." Chen Qinghan first noticed the words on the cover when he got Li Ergou's diary.

"No, I'm not a serious person, who can write a diary?"

"You wrote it if I remember."

"I'm... a travelogue!"

“Oh~”

"Oh what, my travel notes are very wonderful, much more exciting than this guy wrote."

"Have you seen it?" Chen Qinghan asked while looking at the map.

"After reading a few pages, the writing style of elementary school students, there are typos on each page, so it's been a long time since I told a story!"

"Did you write about this tomb?" Chen Qinghan dots the red icons on the map, the road is drawn with black strokes, and the mountains are drawn with green strokes, and only the ancient tombs were drawn in a circle with red strokes, with the word "安" written in the circle.

"I only wrote the method to enter." I just looked through Li Ergou's notes, and only looked through the first two pages and the last page.

The first two pages talk about how he entered the industry, and the last page says how he broke the mechanism and entered the ancient tomb.

He called this ancient tomb the "Drug Master's Tomb", not the tomb of the kings and princes, nor the tomb of the emperor.

But you can tell by listening to the word "Drug Master" that poisonous substances are indispensable in the tomb.

When I saw the name of this tomb, and when I thought about the experience between the driver and Li Ergou, it seemed that I could close it.

"Over there, let's go and have a look." Chen Qinghan retracted his gaze from the map, looked at the mountains on the north side of the highway, and stepped out of the isolation belt.
Chapter completed!