Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 91 Third Uncle Puts This Thing in the Locker (Subscribe)
Zheng Jingyin winked at the person beside him.

Two burly men covered with corpse spots, with pus continuously leaking from their seven orifices.

We bent down together and worked together to lift up the half-person-high cabinet that looked like a locker in the dormitory, the cabinet of the Arctic Pavilion Meteorological Museum.

Facing Wu Xie, he smashed it over.

The distance between the two sides was more than 20 meters, and the box was about to fall directly to the middle of the two sides.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Jingyin's mouth.

Wu Xie's eyes widened, and he shouted at Zheng Jingyin:
"Hey, what if it's a bomb?"

"Aren't you afraid that throwing it like this will directly fry you into a piece of meat sauce?"

The fat man put his hands in his hands and said without any haste:

"Innocent, you're wrong."

"Those of them are already dead bodies, so at most they become 'dead meat sauce'."

"It's possible for the four of us to become, fresh jajangmyeon...not deep-fried into fresh meat sauce."

Wu Xie looked at the fat man with black lines on his head, and he really could think of anything to eat.

The little brother kept staring at the brass box that Zheng Jingyin sat under his buttocks.

However, when he saw the locker Wu Sansheng left behind in the Arctic Pavilion, he was directly smashed over.

The little brother moved his ears, listened carefully, and said to Zhou Fan:

"There are dead bodies in it, but the amount is not right."

"Another one, a tape recorder?"

Zheng Jingyin, who was sitting on the brass box, sat up straight when he heard what the little brother said, and put down his crossed legs.

He lit a cigarette with a snap, held it in his mouth, and stared at the little brother with bloodthirsty eyes like a hungry wolf.

However, the little brother didn't care at all, it came from Zheng Jingyin's gaze.

Zhou Fan nodded to the little brother, turned his palm over, and took out the bamboo and lion seal.

Under the shocked eyes of Zheng Jingyin and his subordinates.

They didn't know how Zhou Fan did it, they only saw a faint bamboo leaf-like light and shadow around the bamboo lion seal.

at the same time.

At the landing point of the storage box they threw out, there was a small rustling sound.

A few bamboos that looked ordinary, but looked weird no matter how you thought about them, just broke through the ground.

With a few clicks, those bamboo rattans entangled the entire locker into a "big ball".

With the shaking and extension of the bamboo and rattan, in the blink of an eye, the locker was placed in front of Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie fatty.

Immediately, those bamboos and vines turned into pieces of green light boards of different shades and dissipated.

wow.

The attendants who followed Zheng Jingyin all had shocked eyes and buzzed about it.

Gollum.

Zheng Jingyin's eyes showed unconcealable greed.

He pulled out the eyes that were glued to the little brother and Wu Xie, and stared at Zhou Fan with ulterior motives.

San Qingniao stared at the locker and tilted his head, stretched out his claws and scratched Zhou Fan's shoulder.

The meaning is very obvious, there is nothing in it that is worth eating.

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, and for a moment, they were not sure if it was the storage box left by the third uncle, which was despised by Sanqingniao's cubs.

However, everyone did not dare to relax their vigilance completely. After all, the three blue birds and the dead turtle emperor didn't like the food, so it didn't mean there was no danger.

The little brother took a step forward and squatted down directly.

Zhou Fan and the fat man jointly lifted the storage box, turned it around six sides and turned it in front of the little brother.

The little brother's slender fingers quickly pressed and tapped on the top of the storage box.

The little brother nodded to Zhou Fan and the fat man, and said:

"There are no organs inside."

The little brother looked at Wu Xie again, and said:

"open it."

Wu Xie was a little nervous immediately, the little brother said there was a corpse inside?And let me open the coffin, no, open the box.

Really, add some excitement to life.

Zhou Fan pulled out a box of slender, extremely sharp special nails from his backpack.

The fat man pulled out a big hammer from his backpack.

All stuffed to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie breathed out into his palm, took two weapons that were not very handy, and rattled open the locker.

The fat man reached out and opened the door.

crunch.

There was the sound of a rusty locker door opening.

wow.

A pool of rotten flocs, accompanied by black water, emerged along the cabinet door.

Zhou Fan and the younger brother grabbed Wu Xie's shoulders one by one, and carried him to the back.

Accompanied by a strange rotten smell full of sour smell.

Clang.

A corpse covered with barnacles leaned directly, following the opened door of the locker.

Immediately, she was soft and boneless, and fell to the position where Wu Xie was standing before.

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although Zhou Fan's younger brother Wu Xie had seen a lot of fat people, the dead bodies turned into messy corpses.

But the dense barnacles on the corpse still gave everyone goosebumps.

Intensive phobia almost made everyone soar on the spot.

Looking at the skin covered with barnacles and fungus silk, it seems to be a parasitic rock-like corpse.

Wu Xie's face turned livid in an instant, and he couldn't suppress the urge to feel nauseous.

The fat man squatted beside him carelessly, pulled out two telescopic sticks and a small rake from his backpack, and carefully pulled the strands of barnacles and fungi.

The fat man also curled his lips, and said with a look of disgust:

"Damn it, what kind of aesthetics does the third master have?"

"Why did you save this corpse for innocent?"

"But this time, this corpse is not doubled by the halo of innocence? It seems that it is already dead and cannot die again."

"As it is commonly known, it has been completely scrapped."

"Even naive, who specializes in discarding corpses and making corpses look like perpetual motion machines, can't be cured, hehe."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhou Fan unscrewed a few big clips out of bamboo and rattan and distributed them to everyone. He tore off the corpse's head and looked carefully.

I don't know what preservation method was used for this corpse.

It may also be because of its own deadly change.

Or maybe it was parasitized by these barnacles and fungal filaments.

The whole body was less than half decomposed.

But because there are too many barnacles and fungal filaments on it, it is still unclear what it looks like.

Zhou Fan and Fatty quickly peeled off the bamboo and rattan, pinching off those things that were in the way.

Zhou Fan clamped the corpse's mouth with two big clamps, and frowned.

The little brother turned on a very bright flashlight and pointed it into the mouth of the corpse.

Zhou Fan also said with a disgusted expression at this time:
"His entire mouth and throat are full of these things."

"It's quite possible that his entire body is full of 'watermelon pulp'."

Wu Xie glanced at it, and couldn't help retching to the side.

At this time, Fatty Zhou Fan's little brother looked at the clean face of the corpse and fell silent for a while.

Zheng Jingyin picked it up with a telescope, drew a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and said to Wu Xie with a smile:
"Little Third Master, this corpse is Third Master."

Wu Xie turned around abruptly and stared at the corpse.

Although he knew that this corpse was definitely not Wu Sansheng, nor Xie Lianhuan.

Because of Lianhuan before, I also explored the old village of Zhangjia with them.

When Wu Sansheng was attacked and severely injured and on the verge of death, Xie Lianhuan was also because of the Taoist technique "Life and Death" left by the "Master Wuzhun" who destroyed the seal of Shuiguan Jie'e.

Only then did Xie Lianhuan and Wu Sansheng enter a state of near-death at the same time.

Not long ago, Wu Erbai and others were led by the corpse dog to the most powerful and peerless corpse in the top-quality corpse cave in the hidden imperial tomb to join the dying Wu Sansheng together.

The eyes of the people meet.

Although this person is definitely not Wu Sanxing, nor is he Xie Lianhuan.

But as the "three masters", whether it is Wu Sansheng or Xie Lianhuan.

A person who looked very similar to them was saved in the storage box of the Arctic Pavilion, which directly aroused everyone's curiosity.

The little brother frowned slightly, staring at the old jacket worn by the corpse, and pondered for a while.

Wu Xie suddenly had a heartbreak and asked:

"Brother, what's the matter? Have you seen this jacket?"

Zheng Jingyin took out a box of toothpicks from his pocket, picked his teeth, and said:
"Isn't this jacket the one that the third master liked to wear the most when he went to the grave?"

"Little third master, don't you have any impression?"

"Oh, that's right. In the past, the third master didn't take you with him when he went to the grave."

"So, little third master, you actually don't know any ancient tomb exploration techniques at all. You got it all by luck."

The little brother nodded to everyone and said:
"I've seen him wear this jacket many times, but not just one."

The fat man suddenly understood, winked and said:

"It seems that in the past, Wu Sansheng or Jie Lianhuan went to the ancient tomb hidden in the old village, pretending to be a salesman to explore the way."

"I directly wholesale a lot of trendy clothes from the last century, so I always wear them when I go to places like that."

"If you can't sell it, you will throw it in your hands."

Wu Xie whispered with black lines on his head:

"Since when has Third Uncle been so simple?"

"But why does this person look a bit like Third Uncle, and still wear the clothes that Third Uncle went to the tomb?"

Zhou Fan pulled out the whole corpse with a big clamp, picked it up, looked at the little brother, and said:

"About half of the bones in this thing's body have been removed by someone."

Wu Xie roared with horror in an instant:

"I'm stupid! Is it a bird thing done by Xigudong again?"

The little brother shook his head, tore off the corpse's clothes in a few strokes, pointed to the countless obvious cuts on the corpse, and said:

"Not on the torso."

Everyone nodded. They had seen a few times before, the person whose bones were removed by the bone washing cave.

That appearance looks like there is no trace of flaws.

If there is a hole, it is also a window specially reserved by the people of Xigudong because they want to put in some "medicinal materials" or "spices" regularly.

But the body of this corpse is covered with many common surgical scars like centipedes.

Obviously, someone used modern medical methods to forcibly deboned this person.

But obviously, with the bone-eviscerating method of Xigudong, people after that can cheat their corpses and continue to live, but normal medical methods can't.

Wu Xie blinked, subconsciously reached out and poked the corpse's head with a bamboo and rattan clip, and asked the little brother:

"Brother, why do you specifically say that the body is not? I'm stupid!"

Wu Xie's voice did not fall.

There was a click.

Half of the corpse's head fell to the ground.

Everyone glanced at Wu Xie with piercing eyes.

Then he turned his attention to the skull that was split into two parts.

Zheng Jingyin and his subordinates, who were a little far away, were also extremely excited and stared carefully with binoculars.

Wu Xie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a sneer:
"I didn't cheat the corpse this time, ha, ha ha."

Zhou Fan put the corpse on the ground again, and everyone gathered around the head with great interest, looking over and over with the big bamboo and rattan clips.

Wu Xie yelled in horror:
"Damn it! How come there are so many mushrooms growing in this man's head?!"

The fat man gave Wu Xie a cold look, and said:

"Innocent, do you still eat meat and mushrooms?"

"What's inside the skull is a mushroom? It's obviously a bunch of ears."

Wu Xie's hair stood on end for a while.

Zhou Fan poked and pulled those miniature and misshapen ears with a clip, and said:
"This suturing method looks like a weird corpse stitcher."

The little brother hummed, pinched those ears with clips, and looked at them one by one.

The little brother tapped again with the clip, and the parasitic barnacles and fungal filaments on the corpse said to everyone:

"Don't touch those ears directly with your hands."

Wu Xie and Fatty immediately shrunk their hands into fists.

Zhou Fan turned the entire storage box upside down and patted it.

Just an old tape recorder and nothing else.

The storage box is a very thin three-layer iron sheet.

To be precise, there are two layers of iron sheets inside and outside, with a layer of scarlet red skin that doesn't know what it is sandwiched in the middle.

There is really nowhere to hide anything.

Wu Xie looked at Zhou Fan in puzzlement, then at the younger brother, pointed to the old tape recorder, and said:
"No tape?"

The fat man didn't even lift his eyelids, he casually pointed at the corpse's belly, and said:
"Innocent, you don't have any experience in hiding things in corpses."

"It must be hidden in the stomach or in the intestines."

Wu Xie's face turned pale, and he wanted to ask, do you, Brother Zhou and Fatty, have any experience in hiding things in corpses?
But Wu Xie thought for a while, and then swallowed the words back. If the three of them said "yes", how would they respond?
The little brother considered that if Zhou Fan's Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword cut open the corpse, the corpse would definitely disappear completely.

So the little brother pulled out the ancient black gold knife and tore open the parasite-covered corpse.

With a foul smell came out.

An old magnetic tape packed in a waterproof membrane rolled out of the corpse's stomach.

The little brother tore this thing apart and put it into an old radio that uses batteries.

"Zizi..."

There was a sound like snowflakes.

After more than a minute, a gentle opera sound came out.

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:
"Kunqu opera?"

The little brother frowned slightly when he heard the sound of the opera.

But then, the voice came out.

"My name, Wu Sansheng, has always been a spittle and a nail."

"I want this piece of land. I have already discussed it with the village, and the money has been paid."

"I know, the feng shui of this place is terrible."

The fat man bared his teeth and said:
"This voice is quite similar to the third master, but it seems to be a little bit worse."

Wu Xie clenched his fists, glaring and said:
"Grass! This is Tangtang, Jin Wantang's voice!"

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