bit stealing game

Chapter 145 Weird Corpse

Author: Chitu Laowang

Chapter 145 Weird Corpse

"Fuck." I couldn't help but gasp.

Counting it all, I have seen several corpses, and I have even seen living people die in front of me, but this Coptic corpse still shocked me.

The corpse was lying on his own white robe, and it looked like it was tightly bound. It didn't look like a person, but more like a piece of meat used for sacrifice.

Just now, in order to check the cause of death, Teacher Bai took off the white burqa from the body, only to find that the deceased was still wearing a fishnet-like blouse. When he went to remove the blouse again, he found that the layer of clothing was tight.

It sticks to the body like a layer of skin.

So Teacher Bai took scissors and tried to cut open the blouse, at least to find out if the person had any injuries. But the fishnet attire was extremely hard, and the scissors were cut open after cutting it off.

"Don't come over yet." Alex ordered. She could still remain calm in the face of this situation, which made me admire this girl even more.

Teacher Bai advised Alex to leave temporarily. After all, the situation was too strange, so he should let him study it first.

The mercenary felt that the two doctors were nagging at each other, so he insisted on doing it himself. As a result, he was frightened when he encountered the strange appearance of the corpse, and now he keeps talking nonsense: "His body is still soft, but it is very hard!

That’s not a human being, that’s not a human being!”

But how can a corpse be soft and hard at the same time?

We often say: dry for thousands of years, wet for ten thousand years, and half a year if it is neither dry nor wet. The conditions for corpse preservation are either to remove the organs with high water content like the ancient Egyptians, and to dehydrate the whole body to make a mummy; or to make a mummy like Mawangdui.

Mrs. Xin Zhui was kept warm and moisturized by the coffin liquid and soil.

But these two are either mummy or wet corpses. How can the white-robed Copts remain immortal for thousands of years without drying or getting wet?

I didn't believe in evil, so I put on the gloves Teacher Bai handed me and went to touch the corpse.

Now the corpse is lying on the white robe, as solemn as a general teacher.

But to be honest, the fishnet tights worn on the corpse looked very disgusting, with patterns like cracks in the earth all over the human body. I endured the discomfort and squeezed his arm, feeling something was wrong.

The dried flesh was still elastic to the touch.

Arno had been watching my movements. Seeing my hesitation, he also squatted down, picked up the broken scissors and knocked on the chest of the corpse.

Just as I was about to stop him, I heard the sound of metal colliding.

Damn it!

The hairs all over my body suddenly exploded, and I immediately jumped up and dragged Ya Nuo back two steps. Li Yuan did not expect that I would react so strongly, so he rushed over to block me in front.

"what happened?"

I can't answer.

Arno touched my hand and said silently when I looked at him: "Atacama Desert."

After Joshua finished the wine from Arno and Hassan, he said two incredible things. One was that Kawaiisan was dead, and the other was the mummies they met in the Atacama Desert. Those

The body seemed to be breaking free from its own skin before death.

I closed my eyes tiredly and nodded.

Indeed, what is presented to us is like a live version of that ghost story. But even though they are both deserts, the Sahara and the Atacama are still thousands of miles apart, and this Coptic is different from Kawaisan and others.

Their experiences are also thousands of years apart.

There is no overlap in time or space, but why do we happen to meet them all? This can't be a coincidence.

I went to see Kawaii San. He is the protagonist in Joshua's ghost story and the only "dead man" who has experienced the Atacama Desert.

The cunning Japanese cowered and hid in the crowd, only showing their bare heads, not knowing what they were planning.

"What do you know?" Stephanie asked eagerly. Her eyes swept over me and were fixed on Arno. "What is going on with this person, and what riddles are you trying to solve?"

"I also want to know what the hell is going on." Seeing that Stephanie really didn't seem to know the inside story, Arnold and I looked at each other and redirected the trouble to Kawaii San. "Then Kawai first, I don't know.

Do you have anything to say?"

The Japanese whose name was called was still lying there. Arnold continued my words and said: "Maybe Mr. Kawai can tell us whether this person is dead or alive, or like you, immortal."

Not alive?"

The people surrounding the body dispersed a little, and the people standing next to Kawaiisan also took two steps back.

"Don't be afraid, that person is indeed dead."

Unexpectedly, it was Alex who said this. Everyone was puzzled and waited with bated breath for her to continue.

"I've seen this before." Alex took a deep breath, "It's not clothes, it's a totem, a totem engraved directly on the skin."

When she said this, she looked at Boswell. Under the big beard on his face, there were tattoos that Boswell had admitted himself and left in a tribe.

Not only that, Boswell also had the same tattoo on his hand, and Jason asked him at the time if the tattoo was a set. In this case, the tattoo might be all over his body.

I couldn't help but frown.

Where did Alex see this situation? Is the tattoo on Buswell's body really the same totem? Kawhi Ethan said that the operation in the Atacama Desert was funded by Buswell, so he has nothing to do with those mummies

It's not impossible to have a relationship.

Even so, there are still questions that have not been answered. If it is a mummy, then the body should be shriveled. Why does the Coptic arm feel elastic when I touch it?

What's even more puzzling is the sound of metal clashing when Arno hit the corpse's chest.

Is what we have in front of us a human corpse?

"That's not a totem, it's a curse." Hassan, who had been silent, said. Ali shook his head at him, and Laila and Socrates urged him to persuade him.

But Hassan ignored it. He opened his robe and revealed the priest's attire underneath.

I didn't want to stare at it, but there were cracks on Hassan's naked waist, like porcelain cracked by heat.

And the cracks are still growing.

I watched the crack spread slowly, entangled Hassan like thorns, as if something was about to break out of the body.

"When did this start?" I felt chills all over, and I didn't come back to my senses until he put his clothes back on.

"After that trial." Hassan sighed with a wry smile. "Perhaps this is our retribution. Set's Judgment Monument has already sentenced us for our dereliction of duty."

After hearing this, Laila couldn't help covering her mouth and started crying.

For a while, all she could hear was her sobbing.

After a brief silence, everyone broke out into discussions and curses again.

Kawhi didn't know who Ethan exchanged a tacit look with, but was quickly interrogated by Meng Weiqing and Ms. Carter; Carl and Jason went to block Hassan, but were blocked by Ali and Socrates, and pushed by several people

An argument broke out; Teacher Bai and Alex were still standing by the strange corpse, and Chang Xiao was watching.

But I seemed to be unable to hear the noise and found Li Yuan among the crowd.

"And you?"

Another mode of expression of transformation

(End of chapter)