Zhang Haixing narrowed his eyes and curled his fingers, almost unable to resist the urge to do something.

With a "Zila" sound, during the gap between the two of them facing each other tit for tat, Zhang Zhuxun had already taken off the black mud on the face of the clay figure. Underneath was a mass of white bones, which showed a vague luster when shining a flashlight.

Zhang Haixing shook off the fat man's claws, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

Zhang Zhuxun pinched the upturned black mud and continued to peel along the white bones. Soon, a strange human face appeared in front of everyone.

It's not a stone, nor a human bone fossil, but a translucent jade like white jade, with many black blood vessel-like veins showing through it.

The man closed his eyes tightly, and there were many spider web-like things wrapped around his face, in circles. The fat man poked at them with a dagger. With a little force, those web-like lines shattered crisply, and there was no appearance.

The white jade shell is so solid.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The fat man knocked off all the brittle shells on his face with three strokes and five divisions, revealing the cracked surface of his face underneath.

It was the face of an old man who had withered due to vicissitudes of life. The facial contours were sharp and angular, with only a layer of skin left covering the bones.

The dagger got stuck. The fat man shook his hand and accidentally smashed the old man's eyelid. A small black ball popped out of it and jumped onto the fat man's wrist, making the fat man jump.

"Ouch!"

The fat man shouted loudly.

The small black ball fell to the ground and got into the black mud.

Zhang Shuxun quickly grasped it with two fingers, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it, frowning slightly, "I seem to have seen this thing before somewhere."

"What is this?" Wu Xie looked at it and saw nothing special about it, so he asked, "Why are the beads so densely packed with holes?"

The fat man also said: "It looks like an enlarged black tumor."

"What kind of tumor?" Zhang Haixing said, "It looks like a mulberry."

Mulberry as big as a bottle cap?

Zhang Zhuoxun frowned and thought carefully, where did he see it?

The fat man saw that he couldn't think of a good name, so he went to look at the clay figure's body, "See if there are any other black beads."

All the clothes around the collar of the clay figurine have rotted away, and the fallen parts have been swept away by the mud. Now there are only some fibers and some Tibetan silverware that is not easy to perish on the body.

Wu Xie reminded him, "Look at the other eye."

The fat man smashed another eyelid with a dagger, and sure enough there was an almost identical black bead inside.

"This bead replaced this person's eyeball, why?" Wu Xie wondered.

Or is it that this person's eyeballs were transformed into jade like this under the influence of black mud?

"No." Zhang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. He remembered where this thing had appeared before, "There are three of them in total, and there should be one in this man's mouth."

The cold clay figurine did indeed open its mouth slightly.
Chapter completed!