It is more appropriate to say that the corpse is a bit inaccurate, so it should be called a mummy.

The flesh and blood of the mummy had already dried up, but the skin and hair were still built, tightly pressing on the bones.

His hair and beard were all snow-white, and even his skin was pale, and he was wearing a snow-white embroidered crane robe, holding his knees with both hands and sitting cross-legged, as if he was extremely peaceful when he died. On the ground beside him, there was a jade-handled whisk made of a white ponytail, and a long sword was behind him.

Judging from this outfit, he should be a very qualified Taoist master. His beard has become so white, but even though his skin has turned into a mummy, it can still be seen as delicate and fair as before. Being able to have such an excellent body-nourishing technique shows that the cultivation of this old Taoist must be not weak.

Based on the concept of "giving gifts to those who are destined to be a destined person", I was not so polite, so I bowed and said, "Thank you, Master", and then took the sword and whisk to put it in the backpack. Then, I checked it on him again.

There was a small backpack in each sleeve on both sides of his left and right. On the left were two small gourds. It seemed that they were supposed to contain some fairy pills, but it was already empty inside, with only a very quiet herbal fragrance; on the other side was a small cloth bag. When I opened it, I saw a stack of blank talisman paper, and three other pieces had been written, but I didn't know any of them.

This old Taoist looks not simple at first glance, and this talisman is definitely not an ordinary thing. I will talk about it when I go back and ask Master Chuyi or Yiqing.

There are shriveled water bags next to the corpse, which have already become dry food like stones.

There is no shortage of food, no shortage of drink, no scar on his body, and even his clothes are not torn. How did this old Taoist die?

"Brother Zhang, have you seen it clearly?" Jiang Dayu looked at it from a distance for a long time and began to think that there was really something dangerous. It was obvious that I hid all the treasures one by one, and finally couldn't help but ask questions.

He deliberately bit the word "View" very seriously, as if he was very disgusted with me, such as the act of stopping others and searching for treasures first when encountering good things.

However, we already have the words first, whoever gets it first will belong to whoever gets it first!

Moreover, just because he asked me so many times along the way, I didn't leave it to him.

I deliberately pretended that I didn't hear what he meant, and said with peace of mind: "I finished checking, but I didn't find any problems. Come and take a look."

Jiang Dayu was so angry that his beard was sticking out, but he couldn't say anything.

The other four people gathered around.

Lina and Parker knew that they had no knowledge of this, so they consciously leaned back.

Jiang Dayu looked at the ancient sword that had been put in my backpack but still had tassels, and the whisk with a shiny ponytail, and then turned his head to look at the corpse.

Jiang Dayu looked up and down for a long time, but the doubts in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

Although Fan Chong's injury had not healed, his impatient attitude could not be changed. He stared at him for a long time and finally couldn't help asking, "How did this old Taoist die?"

Jiang Dayu frowned and said, "There is no external trauma on his body, nor is there any sign of poisoning. Although his internal organs are shriveled, from other principles, it is not due to the confusion of tendons and veins. From this point of view, there are only two causes of his death. The first is that his life spans and destiny ends. The other situation is that he leaves his soul and leaves his body, but has not returned."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at me and said, "Brother Zhang..."

"I don't understand this!" I stopped him directly: "Compared with you, I'm a junior, and I know nothing about Taoism."

Jiang Dayu was choked by me and couldn't help but look at the treasure I put in my bag again. His eyes were full of resentment, as if saying: "You don't know anything, why do you still know how to put all the good things? Why don't you put the water bags and hard food on the ground?"

I just pretended that I didn't understand it, patted my clothes and stood up: "Since there is no danger, then keep moving forward."

As he said that, without waiting for his order, he took the flashlight and strode forward with great initiative - to keep a distance from them first.

Although I got a few treasures for no reason, my doubts became even stronger.

What exactly is this place? So many alchemists, Taoists, and even Western foreigners have been brought in.

Also, where did Liang Mingli go?

Shouldn’t he be ahead of us? How could he not take such a good thing?

He doesn't even look down on these things? This is unlikely. And even if he doesn't take them, what about Takashi Fujita?

This guy came in a day ago, but we found no trace along the way.

He is a symbiotic beast, half a man and half an octopus, how did he get through the sheep-headed mummy formation? Could it be that he, like Fan Chong, still retains some skills that can be kept under the box?

Hum? No!

As I walked, I suddenly remembered that since we met the corpse of William's ancestor, we have been walking down. At this height, shouldn't it be sinking into the water again?

But how could the air on these four sides get drier?

I was about to go back and express my doubts to Jiang Dayu and the others, but suddenly a piece of white bone flashed out from the light of the flashlight.

I just picked up treasures on the bones, and I immediately put my concerns behind me, and while speeding up, I walked forward, shouting: "Don't move everyone! I'll check it first!"

"I'll help you see too." Jiang Dayu also swept away the white bones and corpses. Given his experience just now, he finally couldn't help it and ran over hurriedly.

There are eight mummies in this area.

They all wore the same black robe, their feet were soft-soled boots, the knives in their hands, and the water bags hanging on their waists were exactly the same. Even the causes of their deaths were no different. You can tell at a glance that they were all cut off their heads.

Jiang Dayu hurriedly ran up and looked at it, and was immediately extremely disappointed.

Before he could say anything, I turned my head with a smile and asked, "Old Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Dayu's chin shook unnaturally, and then he replied with some anger: "It's up to you, these people are all Long Huwei, all of them died... No! Go quickly!"

He said he would leave quickly, turned around and ran away.

I was a little surprised. When I looked again, the skinny fingers of the headless mummies lying on the ground moved together, and they grabbed the hilt of the knife at the same time.

Crack Crack Crack Crack!

Eight steel knives were unsheathed at the same time, and the mummy suddenly stood up and slaughtered at me!
Chapter completed!