Volume 6 Chapter 20 Worm Brain

These eggs were stuck to the inside of the cranial cavity, gray in color, densely packed one by one, and very disgusting when viewed closely, like bee eggs in a beehive.

Uncle San was not like ordinary people, and at this time he was not afraid, but rather more interested. He got up and looked carefully.

The eggs, illuminated by the flashlight, appeared translucent and blurry. Uncle San touched them with a dagger. They were hard as a shell and seemed to have dried up.

What is this thing? he thought to himself. There are so many eggs in the cranial cavity of this thing. Could these be parasites?

It makes sense that there are parasites in the ancient corpse, but they are usually found in the internal organs. How could there be eggs in the cranial cavity? And the eggs were all over the cranial cavity. What kind of bug is this? It’s too powerful…

Uncle San was very lacking in scientific knowledge at the time. In terms of culture, most of what he learned from Wen Jin was used to bolster his reputation. When it came to bugs or ancient bugs, the same kind of image of caterpillars appeared in his mind. He thought and deduced that when this kind of bug parasitized, the host must have already died, otherwise, if there were worms in the head, it would probably die of pain. This might be the eggs of a carrion insect.

This was a major discovery. Uncle San thought to himself, and he remembered what Wen Jin had told him about the non-material value of archaeological discoveries. In archaeology, if ancient books or customs and traces of tombs that were not discovered by previous generations are discovered, they are all major discoveries. Of course, this discovery is not shit for Uncle San, but for the entire archaeological community, it means great fame and status, and it is something that will be remembered in history.

He himself had no interest in this object, but at that time he was in love, and he immediately thought of Wen Jin. He thought that if he gave this object to Wen Jin, the girl might find it useful, but it was not valuable, so it was useless to keep it here.

Thinking about this, he took out a leather bag, which was used to salvage things when diving. There was a hole at the bottom that could be plugged, and when the water came out, the water would flow out. Uncle San closed the hole and took the skull off, along with some other broken bones, and stuffed them in. It was bulging and he carried it on his back.

After finishing, he climbed out of the iron tank and went to find Xie Lianhuan. At this point, after two scares, he was already scared, and his greed was also scared away. He didn’t dare to touch the coffin. This tomb room was too evil, and he didn’t want to stay there for a moment. If Xie Lianhuan finished filming, they should have immediately retreated.

At this point, he also forgot about the lack of oxygen in the epoxy gas cylinder. If he remembered, he would have known that it was already difficult to get out.

However, when he climbed out of the iron cylinder and returned to the bronze coffin, he immediately realized that something was wrong. First, he couldn’t see Xie Lianquan, who was no longer in his original position. He swept the flashlight around, but it was nowhere to be found. Second, Xie Lianquan’s flashlight had fallen to the ground and was flickering in the light of the murals.

Uncle San was stunned for less than a second, and then he broke into a sweat. He had seen this scene too many times. Whenever something happened in the tomb, the flashlight would fall to the ground. In the past, when he was holding the flashlight, many people had fallen. So when he saw the flashlight fall to the ground, his heart tightened.

Did something happen to Xie Lianhuan when he went into the iron cylinder, and did he touch a mechanism?

He hadn’t heard any noise just now, but he was in the iron cylinder, so he hadn’t paid attention to what was happening outside.

What is experience? This is experience. If it were me, I would definitely run over and pick up the flashlight, then call out a few times. However, Uncle San was already sure that something had happened, although he didn’t know what. He took out the dagger again, and the whole person began to enter a state, walking towards the iron coffin to find out where Xie Lianhuan was.

He didn’t stay in the iron coffin for long, and if Xie Lianhuan was hit, he should have fallen near the iron coffin.

He carefully but quickly circled behind the iron coffin, and sure enough, he saw Xie Lianhuan lying behind the iron coffin, curled up into a ball and not moving at all. Uncle San shone his flashlight on his face, but there was no response. He swept it around again, but didn’t find anything strange on the side.

It was strange. There didn’t seem to be any traces of a mechanism being triggered, so how did he fall? Uncle San was a little surprised. He looked around and saw that there was no movement, so he quickly walked up and helped Xie Lianhuan up.

Xie Lianhuan had lost consciousness, and was dead weight, his body was limp. Uncle San looked at his neck and found that he was not dead. He then touched his vital points and found that his back of the head was burning hot.

Fuck! Uncle San was stunned. How could this be? This guy looked like he had been knocked unconscious.

But this is inside an ancient tomb. There is no mechanism in any ancient tomb that knocks people unconscious. It is impossible that the Zongzi would be so kind as to knock you out. The only one who can knock people out is another person.

Thinking about this, Uncle San suddenly felt a chill. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the darkness around him and said to himself, “No way! Is there someone else here?”