Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

The 186th chapter half cylinder!

This discovery made Hanzhe vigilant unconsciously. When the audience in the live broadcast saw this scene, they all noticed something was wrong, because the cold expressions were too serious.

Of course he is serious, because he has had previous experience in Fengmen Village, and he knows that any corpse that needs to be transformed will have an abnormal body.

As a result, Hanzhe immediately became alert, leaned down, and said, "Everyone, it seems something is wrong. You should remember from the previous trip to Fengmen Village that scales appeared on Hou Junji's corpse, which is to be transformed. Signs. When I untied the Dragon Robe just now, I found that the flesh on this corpse was also a bit wrong."

As if feeling the seriousness of the cold rut, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately became quiet. For a time, only the cold and heavy breathing remained in the live broadcast room.

After swallowing, he cautiously reached out and touched it, and then pinched a handful of flesh under the clothes of the corpse. In the next second, Hanzhe's expression suddenly changed.

Because he touched the mummy's heart, he suddenly found that the flesh on it was unusually hard. It's not as hard as bacon like a mummy, but like steel. Touching it, stretched out his hand and pressed it down, as if squeezing an iron plate.

This discovery made Hanzhe's mood that was originally only a little worried, and immediately suspended.

When looking for burial objects before, he touched the flesh of the mummy, and at that time he found that it was a little hard. It's just that I didn't squeeze as hard as I do now, so I didn't pay attention.

But this time, he noticed the abnormality.

Therefore, Hanzhe quickly took the flashlight, then stretched out his hand to pinch the corner of the mummy's clothes, and carefully pulled it away. With the help of a flashlight, Hanzhe looked carefully, but at the next glance, Hanzhe immediately made a chuckle in his heart.

There was no skin color at the bottom of the dry corpse's neck, but a steely blackness glowed on the skin. In the bright light, it even shines black.

Seeing this scene, the hairs all over his body stood up. Absolutely abnormal, how could the flesh of a mummy have such a body color.

But this dark skin color is not like the black 犼 and rice dumplings seen before. There are no scales or hair on it, but the skin is black.

However, even so, I dare not carelessly. In order to verify the guess in his heart, Hanzhe calmed himself down, and then carefully lifted off the shirt of the mummy's neckline.

And in the next second, as the clothes were opened in the cold rut, the flesh on the whole chest of the mummy was immediately exposed. But wait to see everything in front of me clearly, but I can't calm down anymore.

I saw all the flesh on the whole body of the mummy, except above the neck, it was all dark. Under the shining of the flashlight, it glowed with a steel-like color.

f*ck! This TM is a half cylinder!

After seeing this scene clearly, Hanzhe only felt that there was a delay from underfoot to the sky. He was absolutely right. The corpse was black all over, and the flesh was as hard as iron. It could only be a half-cylinder.

The so-called half of the body is like a black tank, headless and fiercely hanging.

According to the records in the literature, something like a half tank looks like a black tank from a distance, because it is only half of the body, without a head or face. And looking up close, it is a headless living corpse.

Moreover, once this kind of thing is formed, the whole body is as hard as iron, invulnerable to fire and water, and far more terrifying than 犼.

However, the conditions for the formation of this kind of thing are very strict. It's not that a corpse can automatically form if it doesn't rot for a thousand years. But there must be someone who is proficient in refining the corpse to refine it with a special method, and it is said that half of the vat has no head, so there is no point.

Once formed, it will be Chiji Qianli!

Wait...it's not right.

In a tense state, Hanzhe suddenly woke up suddenly. According to the records in the literature, although the half tank is terrifying, it is a headless corpse.

Dorgon's corpse is obviously a whole body. No matter how you look at it, it does not meet the conditions for the formation of a half-cylinder...

With such a fluke, he calmed down again and cautiously looked at the male corpse in front of him. I saw that the head of this male corpse was intact, but strangely, the black skin only spread to the bottom of his neck.

Looking up, they are all the normal bacon color...

f*ck!

Seeing the demarcated color of flesh and skin, the shame finally understood. There is no doubt that this is the half cylinder. It’s just that I don’t know what method was used to make it.

In an instant, the cold sweat came down.

No wonder, Dorgon’s corpse has always been a mystery, and even Qianlong could only set up a burial mound for him. It is no wonder that Dorgon was eligible to be buried in the underground tomb after his death.

It turned out that he was made into a half-cylinder, and he was asked to stay in the tomb to guard the Daqing dragon veins.

Recognizing the appearance of the corpse, the mind of entering the underground tomb was immediately gone. He just wanted to leave the tomb as soon as possible.

So, without saying a word, he carefully covered the mummy's coat, and then carefully retreated outside the coffin. While walking down the stone platform, Hanzhe was playing drums in his heart.

However, his movements were still steady, his eyes fixed on the thief hole on the wall more than ten meters away.

"Brothers, it seems that I can't stay here to find a passage. Before the owner of the tomb is angry, I will hurry..."

While speaking, the cold rut immediately returned to the same path. But at this moment, he suddenly noticed that an abnormality suddenly appeared in the originally calm live broadcast room.

Because he had his back facing the coffin, the audience in the live broadcast room could clearly see the candle on the stone platform behind him.

"Anchor! Look at the candles!"

"F*ck! When did the candle go out!"

"When did it happen, why didn't I see it!"

"I saw it! A gust of wind went out just now!"

"Anchor! Run now!"

"Fart! Return the funeral goods back!"

Seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room, my heart flew out of my throat. He almost instinctively turned his head and looked back, only to see the candle on the stone platform behind him, not knowing when it went out.

He was so nervous just now that he didn't even notice.

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