Chapter 570: The Ghost Head Ridge Mystery Case
The fat man's exclamation attracted everyone's attention, Yu Wei's stunned and dazed expression, the curious appearance of the little ghost, and the appearance of the grandfather and Lei Xiang who almost laughed, made me laugh.
This corpse is so weird, and I don't know if it's the living corpses of this village who feed these corpses, or the black hand behind them, no matter who it is, it's too creative!
"It should be because this guy's mouth is too tightly closed, and he can't grow corpse grass in it, so he can only enter another door......"
I couldn't help but laugh and explained. Then he looked at the fat man with a bitter face with black lines, and reached out to pull out the corpse grass in the back door of the corpse, fortunately the grass roots were not broken, otherwise the fat man would have to reach out and pull it out.
It was just a small episode, and then we disposed of twenty or thirty more corpses, but there was no more backdoor.
After two or three hours, we were completely finished with the pond, and all the corpses were piled up on the edge of the pond, like a hill, and the corpses were all stacked in the middle of the pond.
There are so many corpses that it takes too much time to get them all, so we can only simply overdo it on the spot to do our best.
In fact, the souls of these corpses have long disappeared, whether they go to the underworld to reincarnate or are taken away by the black hands behind their backs, it is impossible for them to be surpassed by me again, this is just a formality......
"Okay, it's all dug up, but how do you do it with corpse grass like this?" The fat man looked at us tangledly, and said with a painful face: "Don't say that there is no samadhi real fire, even if there is, I'm afraid that if we have to burn so many corpse grasses, we will have to be evacuated!" ”
I was also dumbfounded, although the little ghost said that I was really hot again, but what he said must have been two thousand years ago, and now I am helpless at all.
Sure enough, it was confirmed once again that what the little ghost head said was indeed 'me' 2,000 years ago!
"It's really troublesome, even if we make an ordinary rootless fire on the spot, it's simply not enough to burn so many things." Hao Ren frowned.
"This corpse grass is too awesome!" The fat man smiled wryly.
After thinking about it for a long time, but I couldn't find a solution, I decided to use violence to solve it.
Directly urging the human emperor sword, the sound of the dragon's chant resounded throughout the underground village, and wherever the sword went, the corpse grass was undoubtedly broken, and even at the incision, not even a little green liquid dripped out.
I was heartened that as long as the leaves that could transform into seeds did not drip out, they could curb the continuous growth of the corpse grass......
Hao Ren also showed a look of surprise and said with a smile: "Haha, it is worthy of the Human Emperor Sword, and it can forcibly seal the essence of the corpse grass, so that the corpse grass will be cut off from life, but it will not be able to reproduce, and it will wither on its own in a short time!" ”
We all couldn't believe it, we just tried it casually, but we didn't expect it to have this effect.
Grandpa confirmed to Hao Ren whether there was no possibility of resurrection, although Hao Ren was not completely sure, but said that there was an 80% probability that these corpse grass would not survive.
To be on the safe side, I swung the Human Emperor's Sword and chopped those corpse-raising grass into many pieces, almost exhausting me like a dog.
After getting rid of the corpse pond here, we searched around the underground village, and for the sake of insurance, we also confirmed whether there was still corpse grass in this village.
However, what we didn't expect was that in the luxurious mud house I saw with my own eyes the day before yesterday, a person with a mouthful of corpse grass in his mouth should have died completely.
"How is he?" The fat man exclaimed.
Grandpa looked at us with some confusion and asked who it was.
I looked at the familiar company, went up to check, and found that he was really dead. Isn't this the same young man from the construction team who was competing with us in the valley above a few days ago?
"Why did he come down and die here? Isn't the installation work in the valley almost complete? The fat man looked at me suspiciously.
I was not very surprised, before above, this young man behaved strangely, as if he knew a lot of things here, I had already guessed that he might return, but I didn't expect that he would die here.
"He has the same aura about him as you do." Yu Wei's face wrinkled slightly, and then she looked at Hao Ren.
We were shocked to hear this, could it be that this man was also a tomb robber? Although Hao Ren is the heir of the Golden Gate, after all, he is the leader of the tomb robbery, an authentic old inverted bucket, and for decades, the breath of soil on his body may not be able to linger.
"It's unlikely, he came here to rob the tomb, the tombs are all on it, so why did he come in, do you think there is something more valuable down here?"
Even Lei Xiang joined the discussion.
Yuwei and I went up directly, rummaged in this house, and finally found a relatively new satchel, although it was stained with mud, but it was still the latest bag of a certain brand, and it should be brought down by this young man.
After opening it, I saw a package of familiar things, Luoyang shovels and the like, which were very complete.
", this guy is so cunning, he is obviously a peer, and he actually pretends to be a construction worker to check the terrain here!" The fat man complained.
"Idiot, there are many places to install wires and cables, and you will naturally find something when you go south and north, this guy is smarter than you!" Hao Ren and his apprentice are on the bar again.
I was speechless at these two people, and I was not surprised, but I still interrupted them, holding a work document in my hand, and said in a deep voice: "He is not a soil dog. ”
Dog, another local name for tomb robbers, is simple and easy to remember, and is hidden.
When the fat man saw the words on the document, he was surprised: "What the hell is this still a member of the archaeological team?" What are the archaeological team members doing here alone? Do you want to change careers? ”
"Of course not!" A familiar voice sounded outside the house, it was actually Channel Commander Ling and several other familiar members of the special department.
We were all a little excited to see the Dao Chief, although this guy's strength was far inferior to ours. He was only as good as Hao Ren and the fat man, but he had a special identity and a wide range of knowledge, so he was definitely a powerful helper.
"Yesterday, the Rong City Police Department received a report that Ma Yang, a member of the archaeological team, was missing. He checked his information and found that his father, who was also an independent archaeological institute, had organized a team to investigate Guitouling ten years ago, but he disappeared in Guitouling half a month later, causing a sensational Guitouling mystery case......"
Daoist Lu Song, who was behind Ling Tong, explained.
I sank a little, and the previous township leaders said that they leaked their mouths, and this Fanjiagou is called Guitouling!
In this way, this Ma Yang is probably here to find his father's whereabouts.
"This is the information of Ma Yang and his father Lao Ma, Lao Ma is a well-known senior archaeologist in this province, and more than ten years ago, we still had a relationship." Channel Commander Ling handed me a stack of materials.