Professor Mo Nalou is an acquaintance with the Dong family, but he has never known Wushuang for a long time. Because Wushuang is still young, he feels that Wushuang knows much as Master Dong.

"Oh by the way, professor, who raised this flower? It's so beautiful?" Wushuang turned around and wanted to leave, but accidentally found a very beautiful little flower on the table in the laboratory. The little flower was not only beautiful, but also very fragrant. However, the species of this flower was the first time I saw it, and I couldn't call it a name. The flower is a vine. After searching carefully, I found that it was a grass vine that drilled out from under the floor tiles on the laboratory. The grass vine was like a creeper, and now it has climbed to the roof.

"No, I never allow students to use plants in the laboratory. Maybe it's weeds. I'll let the guards clean it up later." Professor Mo Nalou didn't take it seriously, and turned around and walked out of the laboratory, then closed the electronic fingerprint security door again.

"Where will we go next?" he asked Wushuang.

"Take me to the morgue and see. I always feel that the deaths of these people are strange."

"We have all checked. Although I am not a forensic doctor, I can basically confirm that there is no internal injury or external injury, and it is not poisoned. There is nothing good to look at, right?" The old man was too confident. Wushuang was not a forensic doctor. What he saw was not the death of a person, but the soul of a dead person.

This camp is not big, and the middle area is the entrance of the tomb passage excavated. The back of the tomb passage is gloomy, and a stream of yin energy inside is whizzing out. Several armed police stood tall and stood on the left and right with submachine guns in their hands.

Wushuang looked in, but was rolled by an armed policeman.

Yes, I am dressed in this now... with a beard on my face and my hair is messy. I haven't cut my hair for more than three months, and I am dressed in a herdsman's dress.

He stood at the entrance of the tomb passage and stopped and sniffed. The two armed police rushed up to stop him and asked him which unit he belonged to and whether he had a working document.

"Two, this is one of my new consultants and my assistant, so you must not be rude." Professor Monalou said to Wushuang for helping Wushuang to rescue him.

"Now... professor... I always feel..." Wushuang wanted to speak but stopped, and he couldn't be sure whether his guess was correct.

"What? What did Master Shuang find?" Professor Mo Nalou saw that Wushuang did not dare to say directly in front of these outsiders, and quickly pulled him aside.

"You have worked for so many years and have been dealing with things underground, right? We are in a sense, and you don't think there is no such thing as this tomb passage..."

"No corpse gas?" Professor Monalou added.

"Yes, it's just that there is no corpse energy from dead people. Even if the ancient corpse that has been dead for thousands of years is left with only bones, there will be some stench in this ancient tomb that has not dissipated, because the ancient tomb itself is closed, and the corpse energy will not dissipate as long as it is not dug out. But I didn't smell the corpse energy in this ancient tomb, but the yin energy inside is very heavy. I wish to be frank, this is not like an ancient tomb, but it looks like a demon cave!" Wushuang said boldly.

As soon as the plan was released, Professor Monalou was sweating coldly. The devil's cave... What is the concept of the devil's cave? There is an essential difference between the devil's cave and the ancient tomb. The devil's cave is hidden in the devil's sleeping devil, while the ancient tomb is just cold corpses and burial objects that are rich and rich. The devil's cave also has archaeological value, but it has to pay a great price. Judging from the current situation, if the lower part is really not the Khitan's dragon tomb, it will definitely be in line with Wushuang's guess, because from various circumstances, the curse below is very real, and they seem to open a door to hell. None of the intruders can survive. The next one is him!

At noon, the sky above my head was clear and the prairie was so hot that it was so hot that people could not stop sweating while standing under the sun, but only stayed in front of the tomb passage for a moment, and the whole person was trembling.

Boom... Suddenly, a dark cloud floated from the sky, the strong wind wrinkled, and lightning and thunder were heard, as if the demon was about to come to the world.

"It's going to change!" Wushuang said leisurely.

The morgue was temporarily built. It was an archaeological team, not a hospital. How could it be prepared for a morgue? The morgue is located at the outermost point of the camp. Before leaving the camp, you have to pass through a temporary rest area. Originally, there were more than 20 tents here, but the conditions for this archaeological team were good. A single person was assigned a tent without having to squeeze together with other colleagues. But now, most of the colleagues are dead, and a tent is lonely like a grave.

Palala... As they passed by a tent that was leaning against the side, a very faint sound suddenly came from the tent, but they did not escape the keen hearing of Wushuang.

"Who lives here?" he asked the professor.

“It’s one of my students.”

"Did he participate in the excavation of the graves and tidying up the golden jade clothes that day?"

"I'm involved!" Professor Monalou replied.

The tent was tied with a chain, and I couldn't tell what the person inside was doing. I could be tidying up some archaeological tools or knocking off something.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Wushuang shouted.

No one replied to him inside. Except for the sound just now, he suddenly fell into silence, as if the sound Wushuang heard just now was just his illusion, and there was no one inside at all? But this zipper can only be pulled up inside.

Without saying a word, Wushuang pulled out a dagger and slashed it down, and directly cut the curtain of the tent. Inside the tent, a young man in the yellow uniform of an archaeological team was lying in the tent, curled up in a ball, with his expression seemingly very painful.

"Xiao Zhao? What's wrong with you?" Professor Mo Nalou rushed over. "Xiao Zhao? Xiao Zhao? Are you talking? Doctor! Doctor! Call the doctor!" The archaeological team was equipped with a complete set of equipment, and a accompanying doctor was sent, but the doctor brought some anti-inflammatory drugs and cold medicines, and he could not cure a serious illness.

"It's too late! Get out of here!" Wushuang pulled the old man out like a little chicken. In the past three months, Wushuang has become stronger than before.

At first glance, you can tell that Xiao Zhao must not be sick. This is a sign of being possessed by evil spirits. It seems that he fell asleep just now, just like other dead colleagues. As long as he fell asleep, the curse in the ancient tomb came to the door. Wushuang had to hesitate for a moment and his life would be explained.

Wushuang was very fast. After rushing over, no matter how hard he struggled, he helped him up and let him sit up straight, and then slapped him in the middle of his back. The slap was very tricky. Although it was very powerful, it would not break his ribs.
Chapter completed!