#1089 Flame Bureau (9)
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"Master Yang, I want to go in too!"
Huo Wenhua came in from the hole and shouted, "I want to bring Wendong to find his body."
Yang Zimei was a little embarrassed.
She couldn't be sure of what was in front of her. With Huo Wenhua, it was difficult to guarantee danger.
"Mr. Huo, it's very dangerous here. You should wait there."
"No, Master Yang, I'm not afraid of danger, even if you don't tell me, I know that my deadline is coming. In this life, I have experienced glory, wealth, and wealth, and my brother has also been found. I haven't explored any adventures, so just let me I'll be satisfied."
Huo Wenhua really didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime adventure opportunity in front of him, and also wanted to collect his brother's bones in person.
Seeing that he was so active, Yang Zimei reluctantly agreed.
She let him down alone, with the other bodyguards on top.
One more person is actually more inconvenient.
Especially when it comes to treasures, there is no guarantee that people will not become selfish, and some nasty things will happen.
She didn't want to commit murder or kill.
As for Huo Wenhua, she believed that he would not be tempted by the treasure anymore.
There are more important things in life for him.
Yang Zimei asked Xiaoqian and Lianyi to guard Huo Wenhua, and she explored the way in front of her.
The two sides of the cave are not artificially carved stone passages, but natural stalactites, without any trace of artificiality.
Yang Zimei was walking carefully in front of him. After walking about five meters, Huo Wenhua suddenly screamed and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
Yang Zimei turned back quickly and stretched out his hand to pull him.
The flashlight in Huo Wenhua's hand shone on the ground, and then he vomited, and almost vomited.
I saw two people stuck on the ground at his feet, with painful faces and mouths open, one with his head tilted to the left and the other tilted to the right, with only half of his face exposed.
The muscles on his face were not rotted, however, there were no eyes, only two black holes were left, and there was even an earthworm crawling around in the eye holes.
Huo Wenhua was so frightened that his face turned pale, he squeezed Yang Zimei's arm tightly with one hand, and exclaimed, "Master Yang, how can there be dead people? It's terrible."
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly, "Mr. Huo, when you enter the cemetery, you will naturally see the dead. Otherwise, go up first, otherwise, there may be more shocks."
Huo Wenhua firmly held the piece of jade that his brother was attached to, and his flustered eyes became firm again, "No, no matter how scary I am, I will move forward."
"Well then, you put on this!"
Yang Zimei had no choice but to take out a peach wood card from her storage ring and hang it on Huo Wenhua's neck, "This peach wood card is very important to me, you must not lose it, and don't take it off under any circumstances. "
"Well, thank you Master Yang."
Huo Wenhua reached out and touched the peach wood sign, feeling that he became calmer, and a comfortable airflow was protecting him.
"Sister, there are dead people here!"
Xiao Qian, who also has night vision ability, whispered, "And there are many more."
Yang Zimei checked it carefully, just now she thought that those black ones were just stones, but she didn't expect that they were all dead heads.
Some of these dead people had their heads stuck on the ground, with only one pair of feet exposed. It was a bit like the previous one, with only half of their faces exposed.
The expressions of each of them before death were all distorted in pain, as if they had experienced terrible things before they died.
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