When the fat man saw me standing there with my mouth open and silent, he immediately followed my gaze curiously.

I didn’t know this, but I was shocked when I saw the skin on the faces of the human figurines around me, peeling off piece by piece like a python shedding its skin. The fat man’s face turned green: “I

Go, these giant figurines are alive..."

"Stop talking nonsense and run!" I kicked the fat man, picked up the backpack on the ground and ran back.

Others also drew their pistols and began to retreat backwards.

It is easy to say, but it is very difficult to go back. After all, this is not an ordinary tomb passage, but a flooded waterway. The further we go back, the higher the water level under our feet and the greater the resistance.

It's so big that it can't be used hard at all.

I could only watch helplessly as the cracks on the figurines continued to increase, and from time to time they would make cracking and cracking sounds.

The fat man was so anxious that he yelled: "Well, you Zhang Sanpao, you are so damn smart, you ran away without saying a word! You also vowed to form an alliance with us, Fatty, I can see it, you just

I’m just a fool who is using the sign of Touching Captain Jin.”

Seeing that the fat man was scolding him more and more vigorously, I shouted to him: "Fat man, you might as well save some energy, Zhang Sanpao has disappeared long ago."

"Damn it! If this turtle grandson is caught by the fat man, he must let him know why the flowers are so red."

At this time, I was not in the good mood of Fatty to scold Zhang Sanpao. While stumbling and soaking in the water, I turned around and used a flashlight to shine on the human figurines around me.

Those giant servants were like dust-covered ancient objects that had been exposed to the air. They oxidized rapidly and cracked starting from the center of the eyebrows to the entire body. After cracking countless criss-crossing small holes, the rice we had seen before

Likewise, small white insects crawled out of the cracked opening...

Immediately afterwards, these insects were like earthworms loosening the soil, smashing the mud embryos on the heads of the giant servants one by one, revealing a giant face with green faces and fangs.

"No, these things are fake corpses!" I shouted.

"It's not a fake corpse." Grandpa explained quickly: "Generally speaking, the main way to tell whether a rice dumpling is a fake corpse is to see whether its hair and nails will continue to grow? Does it have long hair? Long hair.

If so, what color is the fur? Look at these giant figurines, there are no signs of being fake at all. I think they look more like they have been planted with some kind of poison."

"What poison?" I asked.

"It's those bugs." Wang Yuanchao inserted the heavy magazines behind his butt, and then said to us with a solemn expression: "I think these little white bugs are very strange. Maybe they are not like the corpses mentioned by Zhang Sanpao."

It's so simple! When I was fighting in Vietnam, the battlefield was full of corpses every day. If there were no enemies on the other side, we could pull the corpses of our comrades back and bury them. If there were enemies on the other side, we could only watch the corpses of our comrades.

Bits and pieces of rotting. However, I have seen thousands of rotting corpses, but I have only seen maggots growing in the corpses. I have never seen such worms growing in the corpses..."

"You mean, the most troublesome thing is not the giant figurines, but these white bugs?" The fat man couldn't help but shudder at the mention of these white bugs.

I know that Fatty has a shortcoming. He is not afraid of jackals, tigers and leopards, but he is afraid of some colorful snakes and bugs. Basically, he can't walk when he sees bugs.

I thought Wang Yuanchao had fought hard battles in Vietnam for several years and must know how to deal with these bugs, so I asked him if he had any ideas?

Wang Yuanchao shook his head and said helplessly: "When we were fighting against the Vietnamese, the border was covered with tropical rainforests. The bugs there were extremely poisonous. A bite would swell it to the size of a table tennis ball. Ordinary medicine would not work at all. Only

We can use fire. But we are in a waterway right now, so we can't use fire at all."

"Then what should we do? Just watch these bugs emerge from the figurines?" said the fat man.

Seeing that no one had any good options, I could only grit my teeth and say: "Don't think too much about it, just run out and talk about it."

"Damn it, if we run back, won't we run into those Balitus again?" When it comes to the bugs he encountered along the way, Fatty was confused. But seeing that we had already begun to retreat, those white bugs seemed to pile up.

The snowman instantly covered the entire figurine, and immediately ran away after me.

As soon as we ran out a few steps, we heard waves of hoarse roars coming from the entire tomb passage.

I looked back and almost fell into the water in fright.

Those giant figurines covered with insects all came to life at this moment. They were holding fat heads on their heads, just like ancient warriors, raising their bows and arrows and bronze swords, and walked towards us.

The fat man was frightened by the shaking footsteps. He turned around and saw that these giant figurines were moving. He immediately shouted to his grandfather: "

Old man, are you a professional or not? Didn't you say these things are not rice dumplings? How come every one of them is alive?"

After saying that, the fat man didn't care, took out the black donkey's hoof from his backpack, and threw it towards the nearest giant figurine.

"Will this work?" I asked.

"Why doesn't it work? With the black donkey's hooves in hand, even if he is a thousand-year-old rice dumpling, he has to be stopped by the fat man." The fat man said.

I don't know if the black donkey's hooves had an effect. After the giant figurine was thrown, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and then stood motionless, like a stone statue.

This sudden turn of events immediately surprised and delighted us, and without the fat man reminding us, we all took out the black donkey hooves from our backpacks and threw them at the giant figurines.

But before we had time to cheer, those giants raised their bronze swords again and shouted.

Their voices were very hoarse, like broken musical instruments, and like the unique laughter of old witches in the Middle Ages.

In short, our black donkey hooves seem to have no effect on them!

Uncle Ming immediately pulled me back: "Dingdang, run, this is not a rice dumpling."

While we were talking, those giants who were as strong as gorillas rushed towards us. We don’t know how these giant figurines have kept their bodies incorruptible for so many years. Their skills are surprisingly agile, and they are not what they look like at all.

So cumbersome. And the waterway is just a small puddle for them. On the contrary, we need to roll in water up to our knees and avoid those giant figurines.

At the same time, Wang Yuanchao and Fatty also fired, but the bullets hitting these human figurines were as if they were driven into the soil. Apart from making a hole, they had no other effect. They could not even stop them.

Take a look at the progress of these human figurines.

Fortunately, these giant figurines are huge and the water channel is relatively narrow, making them unable to perform their tasks.

But in this way, it is not as easy as imagined for those of us who want to escape safely. I originally wanted to find a corner in the waterway to hide and play hide-and-seek with these giants, but I didn't expect that I had just swam a few meters away.

Far away, a giant figurine stepped on my side with a "bang" sound, and the splash of water immediately hit me in the face, making my eyes so painful that I couldn't open them.

I wiped my eyes in panic, and I could even hear the sound of the wind tearing out of the long bronze sword in the giant's hand!
Chapter completed!