Professor Bayala is different here. In less than ten minutes of pushing, the film comes out.

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"Look at it! What is this?" He pointed at the mysterious words that appeared on the X-ray film and said in surprise.

Medical instruments must be much more accurate than those in Wushuang Antique Store. In the X-ray film, the four people could clearly see that the coarse cloth bag on the waist of the corpse should be a map made of some kind of animal cortex. The map is marked with many marks of the undulating mountains and rivers, and there seems to be text on it.

But this name is definitely not a Chinese character. During the Ming Dynasty, people in the Central Plains used regular script, while Mongolia in the Korqin Grassland must have used Mongolian language. But from the ghost-like talisman-like text on this map, it is not these two characters.

Judging from the strokes and shapes of the text, the age of the text may have been longer than that of the Ming Dynasty. But this is an X-ray scan after all. If you don’t hold the map in your hand and look carefully, you will definitely not be able to clearly judge the age of the text./

"Professor, look, this man is carrying a Luoyang shovel. I think he must be a Tushima. Since he is a Tushima, then this drawing must be a treasure map." Wushuang said.

"Well, you are right to analyze this. I understand your intention. You kid are interested in this treasure map, not the value of this piece of blood-red amber itself."

"Professor, can you tell what era the above words belong to?" Wushuang asked.

"It's probably difficult. This map is old. With the pine oil of amber and the coarse cloth bag, our equipment is not yet high-end. If we make a judgment without destroying the amber itself, there will definitely be errors. Unless we go to the United States, it may be difficult to ship such things out of the country. In addition, Gemini, even if we can make a judgment now and translate the text on the treasure map over it, what can you do? How many folds are this treasure map folded into the corpse bag? You can't see other parts?"

Wushuang put his hands on the edge of the table boredly and slapped rhythmically. He closed his eyes and muttered: "Tushi, Ming Dynasty, Korqin..."

"Have you ever thought about it? Time changes. Even if this master got this treasure map back then, why did he die in a blood pine cave? Also, after so many years, is there still the treasure land? Will it be a bad thing?" Lan Caidie rationally analyzed various possibilities for him and wanted to persuade him to stop.

Wushuang said that I have considered all these. The large vegetation of blood pine, a long-extinct, has been recorded in Qianjijiji Thief. It is one of the earliest human-eating trees found in our country. The reason why blood pine is named is that the pine oil in the tree is blood-red, and this pine oil has an attractive fragrance, just like... just like you accidentally ate poisonous fish in Miaojiang a few days ago. After smelling the fragrance, the prey will penetrate into the tree hole and bewitched by the fragrance it secretes. Finally, the nerves are damaged and lose their autonomy will gradually fall asleep until death. After the prey dies, it rots into natural fertilizer to nourish the blood pine. So I judge that this master must have been confused by the fragrance on the way to dig treasures. He crawled into the blood pine hole and died.

As for whether the treasure is still alive, it depends on luck. Of course, it may be a treasure or other places to go. Almost all people in our industry are gambling. If you don’t bet, how can you know if you have any money to make?

Wushuang walked to the blood-red amber and stood still, staring at the eyes of the mummy face to face.

"What are you looking at?" the professor asked him.

"This guy has such a strong yin energy. The resentment in his body is not dissipated. Although he is not angry in his eyes, he has a flash of evil spirits. Professor, have you ever dissected the big rice dumpling?"

"Haha... You guy is wrapped in amber for 500 years, so why are you big rice dumplings? Although I am not an atheist, everything needs to be based on. The businessmen who often do back-and-trading business must have encountered big rice dumplings. In fact, this situation is not completely explained by science. It is nothing more than that after the end of his first life, a second virus or other mysterious creature parasitizes his brain to control him to continue to live. But this thing...haha..." Professor Bayala is a medical worker. When encountering these strange things, he will explain them to you from the perspective of traditional Western medicine.

In human history, no matter what country, there will be terrible stories of zombies hurting people. There are vampires in the West, there are big rice dumplings in the East, and there are zombies infected by viruses in the United States. There is nothing groundless in the world. Whether they really exist is different, because no country has truly captured zombies for dissection and analysis of the mystery of their rebirth. However, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Lan Caidian took a magnifying glass from the test bench, and she looked at the corpse in the amber carefully.

She waved to Wushuang and said, "My master, look at it. Although the skin on his face has been shriveled and dehydrated, the skin has not completely necrotic. A faint layer of black hair has grown on his face, and the black hair has penetrated into the amber like bloodshot."

Wushuang said: "This is not surprising. Usually, Sier Immortal is called zombies. Zombies will be divided into several levels. Over time, these things will grow hair on the surface of their skin, including black, white, red, green, and even colorful corpses. However, few colorful corpses appear. Generally, colorful corpses are drought corpses, and drought corpses will be disasters in the world. If this zombie has been in Taoist practice for five hundred years, it is also a red-haired zombie, but his corpse energy and resentment are sealed in amber, so the Taoist practice is greatly reduced. But because this thing has been sealed in a tree hole and absorbs blood pine essence, it will produce black hair."

"Can you please make it simple?" Professor Bayala was confused when she heard this.

"To put it simply, he may still be alive, but his life form is not normal, which is what we Chinese call a big dumpling."

Professor Bayara was very excited. This is a living zombie. No doctor in the history of world medicine has ever dissected and studied the life form of zombies. If the progress goes well, his new academic paper will be published in the global medical community again, and may even receive the Nobel Prize in Medicine next year.
Chapter completed!