Chapter 18 Fishman's Body

The expected pain didn't come. Don't you feel it when you die? Beckham couldn't help wondering. He opened his eyes doubtfully and found a headless body in front of him. Yang Shaohua stood beside him with a shovel, and Xiaobei suddenly understood the reason.

There are not too many words. Thank you." Beckham said. Yang Shaohua just smiled, patted Beckham on the shoulder, and then sat on the steps.

"I'm curious about who is in this coffin." Chen Siwei also came back, and she has been following Yang Shaohua.

"Ha ha, aren't you afraid of popping out of it again?" Beckham said with a helpless wry smile. Now he is weak, and he pulls off a piece of clothes and tightens it tightly to his arm to barely stop the blood.

"No, if there is, I will run out just now. I guess we will chat below." Chen Siwei smiled and responded to Beckham. What she said really makes sense.

Now even Yang Shaohua laughed. The atmosphere is not so tense.

Xiaobei stood up, walked to the coffin and said, "Then let's take a look."

As he pushed away the lid of the coffin, Yang Shaohua and Chen Siwei also came over and looked inside with their necks. The body inside did not rot over a long time, which was unexpected by the three people. In fact, all three of them were surprised to speak. It was not because the body was not rotten, but only a small part, and more because of the body in it.

This is not a human corpse, but a fishman with a head and fish body!

"God, there really is such a thing in the world." Beckham couldn't help sighing, and then gently touched the body with his hand. It was not very hard, but it was almost the same, indicating that the body was long enough, and I don't know why it didn't decay.

"It's really surprising, but I'm more curious about how this thing got here? Is it the legendary one who went on land? Chen Siwei was puzzled.

"That's really possible." Beckham nodded thoughtfully and then continued to look up and down carefully.

"I didn't expect this to be the place where the bodies of fishmen were placed. No wonder the old man in the village regarded this place as a forbidden place. As you said, it is very likely that it is the one, so it is worshipped. Yang Shaohua's surprise on his face was very obvious, but he touched more strange things, so he quickly calmed down.

Xiao Bei suddenly found that the body was a little awkward. What was it?

Just because this body is not human? Or is it because you feel that these are too illusory? Neither, but why? Beckham pressed her body to the edge of the coffin and wanted to look more, but the other hand accidentally slipped down.

His hand touched the body, cold to the bone, looked at the body again, and suddenly he understood. Why do you feel so uncomfortable? It's all because the position of the body is relatively high! Normally, the body should be under the coffin. The coffin is very large, but at this time his hand can touch the body. The position of the body is almost on the edge, which is really strange.

It seems that the reason is here. He wanted to pull up the body to see if there was anything else below. As soon as he stretched out his hand to the shoulder of the body, he wanted to pull up the body, but was stopped by Yang Shaohua.

"Don't act rashly, maybe there are other organs below." He shook his head at Beckham.

Yes, Xiaobei patted his head and suddenly realized that he gave Yang Shaohua a grateful look, because no one knew what would be under the coffin. He had heard that there was such a mechanism for a long time. If he went to experiment by himself and lost his life, it would not be worth it. Just now that he didn't die in the war with Zongzi, isn't it more unfair than Dou E to die under the organ?

What should I do now? Do you want to destroy the coffin? This method is obviously not feasible, joking, not to mention how to destroy this extremely strong coffin. Even if it is destroyed, even the things inside will be damaged. They came here to find clues.

Xiaobei had no choice but to spread out his hand again and looked at Yang Shaohua, wishing he could have a way.

"I'll do it." Yang Shaohua took out two string strings from his pocket, tied the two ends to the arm and waist of the body, and the other end was tied to his body. With a little force, he pulled up the fishman's body.

"Ring the body rope?" Beckham asked doubtfully.

"Hmm." Yang Shaohua nodded and then greeted Beckham. This thing must be used. It's pouring out a lot on your body. Don't talk. Hurry up and see what's underneath?"

What Yang Shaohua said was that Beckham hurried over and saw that there was a small two-circle box inside. What is this for? Unexpectedly, there is another one!" Beckham exclaimed.

"What's wrong? What's in it?" Yang Shaohua asked.

"It looks like a small coffin. Damn it, how can it be so strange? Do you want to open it?" Beckham asked tentatively.

"Of course you have to open it, but be careful and use this for you." Chen Siwei said with a smile, and then handed Xiaobei a stick.

"Where did you find it?" Beckham took the stick and began to pry it.

"I just picked it up on the ground. Is it safer to use this thing?" Chen Siwei narrowed her eyes and saw Beckham's sign to take two steps back and wait for Beckham to pry away.

With a little force, the big box was pried, and there was nothing in it! It's empty!

Xiaobei threw the stick in and cursed, "He's mother, there's nothing in it. It's useless." Just as he was about to turn around, a black fog suddenly spewed out from inside and went straight to Beckham's back.

The stick made an empty sound inside, echoing in the tomb.

"Be careful!"

Xiaobei turned back again and found that the black fog had arrived beside him. What should she do? In panic, he picked up the previous body from the ground. The body was unlucky enough to turn into a rice dumplings, and then his head was cut off by himself and others. Now it is used as a shield. Beckham can only apologize to it. If it can still be heard and understood, of course, this is impossible, otherwise Beckham will have to be scared to death without this mechanism.

The black fog instantly hit the headless body, and there was a stinking smoke, so that he couldn't open his eyes. Cough, ah, what the hell is this?" When the smoke dissipated, Beckham did not feel anything abnormal. It seemed that he would not be infected by breathing. As for whether there was poison or not, just look at Beckham's expression.

The body, which was used as a shield by Beckham, was opened with a big hole in the chest and was still melting quickly, just like a lot of poison, emitting white smoke, turning up layers of foam, and corroding half of the body held in Beckham's hand.

"Wow, it's so close. It's almost tragic again." Beckham patted her chest and gasped heavily. What is this? Is it so cruel? He clearly knew how hard the body he used as a shield was, but now it has been easily corroded into half. How terrible and toxic is it? Beckham has no doubt that even if he brought a steel plate now, it will be pierced.

This is really a heartbeat. It's too exciting. The person who designed the mechanism is too bad. He didn't respond when he first opened it, but it started after throwing the stick inside. It's still so poisonous. If someone turns around as coldly as Beckham, it is estimated that ten * will end up sleeping here with this headless corpse.

Or there is another possibility, that the mechanism is triggered by vibration. Once the vibration amplitude exceeds a certain value, it will trigger the mechanism, and Beckham previously inadvertently threw the stick in, causing the vibration amplitude to be too large, causing the mechanism to open. At this time, Beckham had to sigh again that his luck was simply so good that he had a 1% chance of catching up.

Leaving the body alone, Beckham casually threw the "shield" in her hand, and then hurriedly withdrew and said, "I think we'd better do it quickly. There is nothing in it that we want. It's too dangerous."

Yang Shaohua has carefully put the fishman's body on the ground and then went straight to the coffin. He poked his head and looked in again. Beckham and Chen Siwei shook their heads at the same time. It was almost impossible to have anything inside. It was empty to death. If there was something, it must be seen at a glance. While Beckham was thinking so, Yang Shaohua's actions completely overturned his idea.

I saw him find an ancient book from it. It doesn't look like an antique, but like a current product, a copy? It's not so modern, is it? As soon as you look at the workmanship, you can see that there is still a line of small words behind it. Beckham bent down and almost vomited blood after seeing the small words.

It says: Yunnan, China, integrity paper industry. The time is July 1983.

"I'll go, what the hell is this? Travel through time? How can there be this in here?" Beckham made a painful expression, and then covered his face and wanted to faint.

Is someone pranking them, or haven't they escaped from the calculation? Being fooled? Are you kidding? There are a lot of antiques and ancient relics. Can you still find something in 1984 in the ancient tomb? What a spoof. But he couldn't laugh. His throat was like a piece of lead. He couldn't spit out or swallow it, which was particularly uncomfortable.

"No, although this is a little bullshit, where is this thing put? I didn't have it when I saw it just now! I bet it was empty just now!" Beckham is firmly on the railway.

Because he remembers clearly that it is empty and there is nothing inside, otherwise he will not throw the stick in, and if he doesn't throw it in, the stick will almost hang up. Cold sweat flowed out, and the air around him seemed to be thin, making him more uncomfortable and restless.

is really haunting. There is not even a gap in it, and it is impossible to hide something the size of this notebook. Beckham shivered, then stepped on the head of the body at his feet, bent down and pulled out the dagger that pierced his eyes.

It's much easier to pull it out than to poke it in, and it's pulled out with a bang. The head rolled to the side of the coffin. The ferocious and terrible face, coupled with the black eyes, stared at Beckham. Baisen's teeth seemed to crack his bloody mouth and laughed at him unscrupulously, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.