Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Ha ha--"

Yang Zimei smiled and knew the result would be like this.

Huo Wenhua's ability to get to this position naturally has his insight and courage.

Even if he was killed, he would never miss today's adventure.

"Let me come first!"

Xiaoqian jumped down with short steps, and then jumped up excitedly, "Ripple, come quickly, it's so comfortable and flexible!"

Ripple also jumped down.

A child and a fox were jumping and jumping on those human skins, Yang Zi's eyebrows and eyes jumped in shock.

These two guys, this is human skin, not a toy city!

Helpless, she had no choice but to stretch her foot and step on it.

Indeed, as if ignoring that these roads are cruelly paved with human skin, the feeling of stepping on it is indeed very good, just like stepping on clouds.

Huo Wenhua also boldly stretched his feet.

He dimmed the light of the flashlight to the dimmest.

In this way, he could not see the human skin under his feet clearly.

If you can't see clearly, you can deceive yourself and others, imagining that you are just stepping on those cowhide rafts, holding the mahogany plaque around your neck, and walking forward step by step following Yang Zimei's pace.

Yang Zimei has night vision ability, unlike Huo Wenhua, he cannot see clearly when the lights are dimmed.

She can clearly see the situation on the ground.

Every step I take, I feel very guilty.

As she walked, she chanted a mantra to save herself.

However, this human-skin passage unexpectedly does not have any grievances, and there are no ghosts floating around.

Maybe these people were killed in other places and transported here as human skins, so the resentment did not follow.

After walking about 20 meters, the human skin passage ended.

"Sister, there is a dead person here!"

Xiaoqian pointed to a corner and shouted.

Yang Zimei looked at what he pointed...

I saw a person half leaning against a stone wall beside him.

A wooden stick was inserted into this man's chest, which should have passed through his chest, pinning him down.

Looking at his attire, it turned out to be from the Qing Dynasty, with braids on his head, wearing a flag uniform, and his face drooping.

Yang Zimei took out the Mo Xie sword and lightly picked the stick in front of his chest.

Maybe it's too old, the wooden stick has rotted long ago.

When she touched it lightly, it shattered naturally.

And the clothes on that person also fell to the ground with her sword wind, exposing the person's naked body.

Fortunately, there may be a special air here to preserve the human skin tunnel, so the skin on the deceased's body did not rot, and the flesh color was fine, except for a big black hole in the chest where the stick was pierced.

"Sister, he also has a mahogany card!"

With sharp eyes, Xiao Qian shouted.

Sure enough, on his drooping neck, there was a mahogany plaque.

With a flick of Yang Zimei's sword tip, she broke the rope hanging on the mahogany plaque, and reached out to take the mahogany plaque in her hand.

Sure enough, it was a mahogany token that she wanted to collect, it was really hard to find anywhere, and it took no effort to get it!

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took the mahogany card away, the dead man in front of her suddenly fell to the ground, and then saw the muscles decomposing at the speed of the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of white bones on the ground.

Yang Zimei looked at the mahogany card in his hand suspiciously.

Could it be that the reason why this person has not rotted for so many years is not because of the air here, but because the mahogany card is keeping it fresh?

Huo Wenhua saw a fleshy corpse decomposing in front of his eyes like watching a science fiction film, and finally turned into bones, he almost vomited from nausea again.

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