"It's quite lively down there. You didn't get your bones pricked, did you?”
Wu Sizhen used his flashlight to shake the two people who had fallen into the pit. There were at least dozens of skeletons in this pit. Fatty and Tianzhen climbed up from the grave.
This tomb pit had obviously been around for many years. Most of the bones had already been reduced to white bones. When Fatty and Wu Tian pressed down on it, many of them were directly shattered into pieces.
"D * mn, why are there so many skeletons below?”
Fatty flipped over. The skeleton under him was basically deformed.
"This is a burial pit."
Wu Sizhen looked at the sacrificial items around him and vaguely realized that these skeletons might also be sacrificial items for human sacrifices at that time.
"Why is this funerary pit so shameful? Why did you put a brick on it to hide him…"
Fatty muttered as he sized up the burial pit. Although they looked like human bones, there might be something good inside.
"Little Tian, can you take a look at your corpse and see if there's anything on it? He didn't look like a skeleton yet, so he should be different from the people buried inside.”
Wu Sizhen's flashlight shone on the corpse beside Wu Tianzhen. Wu Tianzhen nodded and tied the corpse to the rope he carried with him.
"Fourth Uncle, pull him up first!”
Fatty was muttering on the side about the use of pulling a fresh skeleton up. Unfortunately, other than all kinds of bones in this burial pit, there was nothing valuable.
The dried corpse was nothing more than a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin. Wu Sizhen directly dragged the dried corpse up with the rope thrown by Wu Tianzhen. As expected, there was a backpack hanging on the dried corpse.
When Wu Tianzhen and Fatty climbed out of the grave, Wu Sizhen lifted the backpack on the dried corpse mysteriously.
"Hehe, treasure."
Fatty got excited when he saw the backpack. He urged Wu Sizhen to open it while Wu Tianzhen checked the identity of the dried corpse.
Wu Sizhen opened his backpack and found some notebooks, flashlights, and some books. These things looked very new, obviously from the recent era.
"Looking at the clothes he's wearing, he should be from one of my third uncle's archeological team. He's our senior.”
Wu Tianzhen analyzed the skeleton in front of him.
"There's also a tape here." Wu Sizhen shook the thing in his hand. Fatty picked the heavy one and opened it. At a glance, it was an old tape recorder, so he simply put it aside.
"Sigh, naive. Didn't you say that your third uncle would bring the corpse back? Why did you leave this one behind?"
Wu Sizhen looked at the corpses and things in front of him and scratched his head. He thought for a moment and said,
"There's a possibility that when my third brother left, this person wasn't dead, but something happened that caused him to be trapped here and die. In short, this matter is either related to my third brother or there's something else.”
Wu Tianzhen was a little worried. After all, anyone who heard the word change would be shocked.
After Wu Sizhen finished looking through the things in the bag, he came over and touched the corpse. He checked the degree of the bones and finally came to a conclusion.
"This corpse should have been dead for about thirty years.”
"Old senior, old senior, you've died in this place. You can't have any evil thoughts. If this person is greedy, his family will cry.”
Fatty bowed at the corpse with a flashlight, causing Wu Tianzhen to glance at him."
"Are you saying this to yourself?"
Wu Sizhen sneered and then flipped through the clothes on the corpse. To find the cause of death, the most important thing was to check if there were any external injuries on the corpse.
Sure enough, a scratch mark was found on the corpse. Although the wound was not very big, the wound was extremely deep.
Wu Tianzhen looked at the wound on the corpse and asked,"
"This... Who caught him?"
Wu Sizhen looked at the wound and pondered for a while. He suddenly looked around as if he had remembered something. Unfortunately, the corpse of the hand shell fell down when Fatty and Wu Tianzhen were checking. It was even more impossible to find it buried in the bones in the dark.
"No, it's the thing that caught Fatty just now. You two fiddled with it and fell down.”
Wu Sizhen gestured and the two of them immediately remembered the strange thing that looked like a human hand.
"This human hand shell also exists. Haven't we already touched all the things in the mute emperor's story? So this legend has come true.”
"That's hard to say."
Wu Sizhen raised his eyebrows and took out two things from the corpse's pocket. He shone the flashlight on them. One was a copper plate and the other was a strange-shaped knife.
Fatty poked his head out and said,
"This is not a fish skin knife. Thirty years ago, this thing was still useful to repair murals.”
Wu Sizhen took out the copper plate under the fish skin knife. The three of them paused when they saw the contents on it.
"044, my old friend's number.”
Wu Sizhen hung the copper plate on his finger and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Why is it 044 again? Fatty, what else do you have in the bag over there?”
Wu Tianzhen's reaction when he saw the three numbers 044 was no less than his reaction when he heard the news about his third uncle.
"There's an old tape recorder inside. Fourth Uncle even pulled out a tape.”
Wu Sizhen's copper plate and fish skin knife were placed next to the corpse. He watched as Wu Tianzhen took out a tape recorder from his bag and pressed it repeatedly. Unfortunately, the tape recorder had been left there for too many years and had long broken.
"Xiuxiu."
Wu Sizhen and Wu Tianzhen helplessly found an open space, put down the recorder, and fiddled with the wires inside.
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While listening to Wu Sizhen's location, Liu Sang used the echo to continuously probe the general appearance of the entire underground palace.
It wasn't that he didn't want to look for Wu Sizhen, but these people's voices were indistinct. It was obvious that they were still moving forward. He could only hear them within a range of 200 meters, but their voices were a little intermittent.
The young man was a man of few words. In addition to his average impression of Liu Sang, the two of them did not communicate much along the way.
Liu Sang was the only one who kept calling him an idol while looking around.
"Hey, idol, the color of this mural is quite nice.”
Liu Sang had just studied the mural for a while when he turned his head and the scene in front of him instantly changed. He was pressed for a paternity test, and he was slandered by his stepmother. In the end, the gasoline and the lighter were burned into a sea of fire in front of him.
Just as Liu Sang was sweating profusely and calling for help, the little brother pressed down on his neck. The dazzling flames instantly disappeared, and Liu Sang's eyes turned into a dark tomb again.
"You're hallucinating. Don't look at these murals up close.”
The young man instructed him and then continued to walk forward.
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