I heard a burst of terrifying laughter from the depths of the ancient tomb. I realized that the fat man who was originally pressed into the water was gone. When my attention was attracted by the dehydrated black "tongue", the fat man sneaked into the deepest part of the tomb passage.

I felt very strange, why had he found the "tongue"? Why did he still make such a cold and weird smile? Could it be that the fat man is really no longer a "fat man"? The evil ghost in the "witch robe" attached to the fat man through this "tongue", just to let us take "her" into the underground palace of the royal tomb!

Shirley Yang said to me: "Oh no, the fat man still has something in his mouth, and the tongue Gu fell into the water. If he can't find it, he may not be able to save him in a while."

I said to Shirley Yang: "As long as it's not a ghost, we'll do it separately. I'll go ahead and catch up with him first. You can find the half of your tongue in the water as soon as possible, and then go to the underground palace to meet us."

Shirley Yang nodded and agreed, because the two "Chicago typewriters" were placed in waterproof backpacks, she gave me her own **** before she could take them out.

I took the gun, chased after it, and ran along the tomb path, looking for the laughter, and cursed the fat man in his heart for being greedy for small gains and suffering great losses, but I was very worried about what he was going to do this time. I don’t know what else in his mouth, at the least, I put on a tongue and be a mute for the rest of my life, and at the worst, I would just give his life to this "King Xian Tomb".

At this time, in order to catch up with the fat man in front of me, I didn't care whether there was any mechanism in the tomb passage ambushed. I held up the "wolf eyes" flashlight and moved forward in the dark water that was not deep.

There was no fork in the tomb passage. First there was a stone staircase, and then it became extremely spacious. There were dozens of bronze men, bronze horses and bronze chariots on the huge stone platform. As soon as I rushed to the stone platform, I vaguely realized something was wrong. These blue-gray bronze chariots were a bit unusual, but they were different from the strangeness of the alien bronze men in the main hall of the "Tian Palace". Although these bronze chariots and horses were average, they seemed to have something missing.

Just as I was about to look closely, I heard the woman's sharp laughter coming from behind the copper cart, so I had to stop looking at the bronze man and horse and rushed forward. I saw that behind the copper cart was not the gate of the "underground palace" I expected, but a stone slope made of bluestone. There was a pitch-blade of hole under the slope, and there was a rammed earth bun on both sides. I had never heard of such an ancient tomb in the underground palace in the world, but I couldn't understand what it was.

The laughter that was just now in this area was suddenly interrupted. The surrounding environment was very complicated and there were many things I didn’t know what to do. I had to slow down my pace and search gradually with the light of the flashlight.

There were many ancient men's mummies on the ground, arranged in a messy manner. At a rough look, there were at least hundreds of mummies. The ears and noses of the mummies were cut off and their eyes were cut off. Although they could not see what was happening in their mouths, they probably had their tongues pulled out, and then they were poured with hot wax. After suffering torture, they made their current appearance. I was shocking to see, and my hand holding the gun tighter.

There was no other way in front of me except the black hole in the stone slope. Apart from the mummies everywhere, there were no traces of fat people. In the darkness, I was afraid that my eyesight would be too low, so I had to shout in a low voice: "Commander Wang, where are you? Don't hide, get out quickly."

After shouting twice, no one came back. I looked back at the entrance of the tomb passage, which was also pitch black. Maybe Shirley Yang was still looking for the witch's "tongue" in the water. Although he knew that there were three living people in the ancient tomb, including me, he couldn't help but feel frightened. It seemed that I was alone in the gloomy underground palace, so he had to continue to greet the fat man: "Commander Wang, don't worry, the policies adopted by the organization for the fallen young people have always been lenient. As long as you stand up, we will definitely not blame your previous actions..."

I was calling for policy promotion, but suddenly I heard a slight sound of "Shisusholo" under my feet, and hurriedly lowered my "wolf eyes" and saw the fat man lying on me, lying in the pile of mummies in the corner of the ancient tomb doing something, unaware of the light of the flashlight.

I didn't dare to disturb him. Nie hand and feet went around to the front of it, and then he realized that the fat man was holding a wax corpse and was gnawing. I was very anxious and raised my legs and kicked him backwards. Then he pounced on him and rode on his stomach, grabbed his neck and asked, "You ******* really got entangled with evil spirits. What are you doing for gnawing that dead man? You are not afraid of being poisoned by corpse."

The fat man was pressed by me, his face full of panic expressions. He covered his mouth tightly with one hand and waved the other hand constantly. I raised my legs and pinned his arms, used all my strength, pinched his big face with my left hand, and spread the fat man's mouth open. A gloomy laughter immediately came from his mouth.

I held the "wolf eye" flashlight in my right hand and shone it in his mouth. I could see clearly. At this point, I finally figured out that it was exactly the same as Shirley Yang expected. There was something in the fat man's mouth. There was a woman's head on his tongue. To be precise, it was a sarcoma-like thing.

The yellow one is not big, only the size of a fingertip. When you look at it coldly, you will think that there is a thick layer of "tongue coating" on his tongue. However, the facial features on the "tongue coating" are all outlined, which looks very much like the face of a young woman sleeping with her eyes closed.

The sarcoma of the woman's face on the fat man's tongue, although he closed his eyes and felt like he was sleeping, his face kept closing and sneering. I thought to myself that it was this "mouth" that was laughing. I wonder why the fat man got into such a vicious head-sucking. The "mouth" on his tongue seemed to be unique in human flesh. After entering the tomb stairs, he could no longer control the "it". In order to avoid biting Shirley Yang and me, he ran into the depths of the tomb stairs and gnawed the mummy corpses.

At this time, Shirley Yang had arrived. She used "Poseidon's Shade" to light underwater. She finally found the half-black "woman's tongue" and rushed over. Seeing this extremely strange scene, she was shocked. She hurriedly placed the half-petrified "tongue" on a dry stone slab, poured some solid fuel, and ignited it with a lighter.

As soon as Shan Po's "tongue" caught fire, a stinking smoke immediately appeared. After a moment, it turned into ashes. I also shouted to the fat man at the same time: "Don't move, straighten my tongue, I'll pick it for you."

With the fire beside him, he roasted the Russian guard paratrooper knife twice, asked Shirley Yang to hold the fat man's head, pinched the human-shaped sarcoma on his tongue with two fingers, and hooked and picked it up with the paratrooper knife. He immediately picked it out bloodily. There seemed to be a bone spur inside. He was disgusting and too lazy to look closely. He shook the blade and threw it into the fire, burning it into pieces with the "tongue".

The fat man was still sober and knew that what we did was to save him. He let the blood flow in his mouth flow like a spring, and he kept his mouth open and kept it silent. When the sarcoma on his tongue was lifted, he screamed loudly. Although his tongue had a big hole, he could finally speak.

Shirley Yang quickly took out the "elastin" hemostatic glue like toothpaste to stop bleeding from the fat man's tongue. I saw that the fat man was still alive. Although his tongue was quite a bit cut by the paratrooper's knife, he might be a little confused when speaking in a short time, but this is a blessing in disability. After all, Wuwei's arms and legs were disabled, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

We were temporarily exhausted and could not investigate the location of the stone gate of the underground palace. We were unwilling to stay near these mummies for a long time, so we had to retreat to the stone platform where the copper chariots were placed for a while.

Shirley Yang said to the fat man: "You just open your mouth and stick your tongue out first, and shut up when the wound is dry, otherwise it will get inflamed as soon as it gets stuck in the pool of water."

I took out the cigarette and lit one for myself first, and then pretended to hand the fat man a cigarette. Shirley Yang hurriedly stopped him. I smiled and said to the fat man: "The chief needs to smoke a cigarette to suppress his shock. I have learned a lesson this time. It is really a bloody lesson. I want me to say that this is worthy of it. Who makes you do everything like picking up rags?"

The fat man's mouth was not too serious, and the elastic glial protein was very effective. After a while, the wound healed. The fat man rinsed the blood in his mouth with water, and said with a heartache that he would never get anything better. He would only take the most valuable one in the future.

I said to the fat man: "If you can correct your problem, I will write the word "numb" upside down. We don't need you to write a written inspection. I just hope that in the future, you can take some time to dig deep into the root of your mistakes, compare the current good situation at home and abroad, show your determination to correct your mistakes, and take practical actions..."

I teased the fat man, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked the fat man: "The organization is still skeptical of you. The head on your tongue has been removed, but it is hard to say whether your thoughts and ideology have been affected. Who can guarantee that you are the same as you before? Maybe you have become a spy lurking in our pure team."

The fat man cried out for his wrongfulness and said in a speechless manner: "Commander Hu, if you don't even believe me, I'm really not alive anymore. I might as well just hit and die. If you don't believe me, you can test me. You say whether we are going to fuck the oil pan or roll the nail plate. As long as you draw it, I will make it for you immediately. Otherwise, when you open the coffin and offer Wang Mingwei, look at me, even if his mother, Virgin Mary came over and said that the coffin was filled with God, I can't figure it out."
Chapter completed!