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Part 5 The Tomb of the Yellow Skin Chapter 40 Shougong Sand (I)


Fatty and I came up with the idea of ​​"python bones".

The skull is very similar to that of a python.

We couldn't figure out what it was used for.

Why would a python need such a precious and valuable storage?

I heard that snakes can brew wine.

Could it be that python bones can also be used?

While soaking in wine, we held up the candle ends and looked down from above.

When we saw the tailbone, we immediately understood that it was the bone of a golden-scaled cockroach.

This was much larger than what we had seen in the crematorium.

It seemed that the Baiyan Cave was at least There were two If there are more than one, the one that falls into the cremator is considered unlucky.

The venomous snake and the poisonous cockroach are actually most afraid of oil fumes.

It will be a matter of time for it to die in the furnace.

I originally planned that if we can survive this, we will Go collect and debone the poisonous locust.

It is extremely valuable and can be exchanged for foreign currency.

It is a huge contribution to supporting the world revolution.

If the merits and demerits of the loss of cattle can be balanced, maybe Lao Yangpi and Ding Sitian will not be blamed. .

The fat man asked me if the wine I was brewing was an antidote.

I shook my head and said, "All living things in the world are one thing that can defeat another thing.

I have never heard that you can defeat yourself.

It should be common sense that locust bones cannot detoxify locust poison."

I said With these words, my heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, and I couldn't help but raise my hands in disappointment.

I touched the glass bottle containing the locust bones.

Unexpectedly, the candlelight shone on my hand, and the back of my hand was covered with thin red rashes.

The fat man also hurriedly raised his hand and took a look.

It was the same as me.

We The two of them felt as if they had been showered with snow.

They were probably poisoned by corpse ginseng.

But before we had time to feel sad, we found that in the dim light of the candle end, the two palms we raised reflected the shadows of three palms on the glass bottle.

I thought it was due to the reflection of the glass, but there seemed to be something in it.

Weird, so I pressed down the fat man’s hand, but there was still something behind the glass wall in front of me.

There was the shadow of a palm stretched out motionless.

The fat man and I couldn't help but take half a step back.

There was a dead man in the storage cabinet who stretched out his palm to us, or there was someone behind who imitated our movements.

I quickly turned around and looked back.

After taking a look, there was nothing unusual.

The fat man raised his hand again and shook it at the glass.

The shadow of the palm on the bottle is still motionless, and there seems to be a dead person in the storage bottle of Goku.

I leaned out and walked around the earthworm storage bottle to see why there was a dead body in the bottle.

At this moment, the fat man suddenly patted me from behind: "Stop looking for it, that little hand seems to be in the cabinet."

I turned around and looked at the fat man.

He was holding a candle and pointed toward the surprisingly large specimen storage cabinet.

I looked in the direction he pointed.

Although the candlelight was dim and the interior of the huge specimen storage cabinet was very blurry in this weak light, from our angle, we could indeed see a palm with five fingers extended, supported in a thick glass container.

Fatty and I They looked at each other and asked each other in unison: "There is a dead specimen in the cabinet."

This large storage cabinet is too big, just like a small airtight container.

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It contains all kinds of complete animal specimens.

You can roughly see the outer layer.

Including the white bones of the Jin-scaled Cockroach.

They all seem to be extremely poisonous.

I don’t know how these things are classified, but the human body is non-toxic.

Why should the specimens of dead corpses be placed together with these poisonous insects and poisonous beasts?

Is it to cultivate corpse poison?

This seems unreasonable, so we subconsciously asked each other, but who should we ask?

Anyway, the answer is that the four of us living people are Impossible to know.

The deep glass container was out of reach.

I hesitated for a moment, then took the candle end from the fat man’s hand, intending to get in to see what was going on.

The fat man advised me, “What use does a dead man have to us?

Let’s hurry up and get there.”

Look elsewhere, maybe you can find a female locust nearby, and then our close comrade-in-arms may still be saved."

We have heard that the golden-scaled cockroach is a variant of the forest cockroach.

There are one hundred males and one female.

The golden-scaled cockroach is very rare.

The female cockroach with the golden scales on its body can produce black wind is even more rare.

Legend has it that the female cockroach is non-toxic, and the brain and bones in the skull can detoxify the male cockroach.

If you can find one, The female locust can definitely save Ding Sixian, but this Baiyan Cave does not produce forest locusts.

If you want to find the creature that is almost extinct in its place of origin, there is not even a one in a billion chance.

Use a popular adjective at the time to describe the fat man's new fantasy.

But I also have some illusions about the one-in-a-billion chance.

If the Japanese devils obtained the female cockroaches among the golden-scaled cockroaches and made specimens for storage, this possibility is theoretically not impossible.

So I decided not to give up hope yet, and searched every corner of this storage cabinet.

In short, I would not give up until I reached the Yellow River, and I would not shed tears until I saw the coffin.

So I said to the fat man: "Let's take a look first."

After that, I lowered my head and got into the huge specimen storage cabinet.

Since all the jars were filled with strange-shaped poisons, I dared to take it lightly for fear of breaking any bottle.

I slowly rubbed it in, and there was a smell similar to miasma, which made me cry.

Flow, I didn't dare to breathe, so I held my breath and went to the glass container.

The bottle was also full of dark yellow liquid.

Because there were many impurities in the liquid, I could only see the ground pressed against the wall of the bottle from the inside.

One hand, that hand was much smaller than an adult's hand, about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child's hand.

There seemed to be a transparent plastic film on the palm.

I thought to myself: "I heard that folk have poisonous fetuses and poisonous placentas, which are poisonous purple river carts and the like.

They can be made into poisons to harm people.

This storage cabinet is full of poisons.

It would not be surprising if there are poisonous fetuses.

From this From the palm of my hand, it seems that the person in the bottle is neither an adult nor a fetus, but a child under ten years old.

Could it be that the poisoned fetus has been swollen by the potion?"

I didn't think deeply at this time.

I saw that it was just a corpse soaked in potion, so I didn't waste time on it.

I wanted to turn around and look elsewhere, but just when I was about to turn around and go deeper into the storage cabinet. , caught a glimpse of something, borrowed Under the light of the candle, you can see the hand behind the wall of the glass container.

Although it is exactly the same as a human hand, there is no palm print.

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There is also a small red dot between each finger.

I feel like I have a headache.

Shen, why the hell didn’t you think of this?

I turned around to greet the fat man, and quickly opened all the bottles and cans outside.

Ding Sitian was saved.

The fat man was stunned, as if he didn't believe that a miracle would happen, but miracles do not belong to the emperor, miracles belong to the proletariat.

He raced against time, Without bothering to ask me any more questions, I held the big bottle of earthworm bones and moved it aside with difficulty, clearing a passage in front of the storage cabinet door

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