Tomb Raider: Starting from the Valley of Insects, integrating Golden Silkworm Gu

Chapter 95 Black Broken Pearls, Dried Legs
The matter of the bone flute has been dealt with, and now I have to look at the book of controlling beasts.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk over, he suddenly heard the fat man shout.

"It's not good, the book of controlling beasts has also been wiped out."

Fatty's sound made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, with the veins on his forehead exposed.

"It had better not be the fat man's fault, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my hands and beat him to death!"

This finally solved the matter of the bone flute. If the book of controlling beasts is gone, what's the use of it!

Just now he turned around to look for the bone flute in his backpack, and something happened in the blink of an eye.

This fat man is really pervasive, he will slip through any crack.

He walked over aggressively, stood in front of the fat man, and looked down at him.

"Fatty, please explain to me, why did the book of controlling beasts disappear within 3 minutes after I left?"

He clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were burning, as if he wanted to stare at the fat man out of a hole.

The fat man remained silent, and he became even angrier.

"Fatty, talk!" Angrily scolded, the volume was very low, but the momentum was not reduced by half.

"I swear, it's really not me, I just glanced at it, and before I could make a move, he disappeared right under my nose."

"Really? Did it disappear or did you take it away?"

No matter what the fat man had done before, he had never said such a heavy word.

But this book of controlling beasts is too important to him, and he has no choice but to pursue it.

The fat man was obviously frightened by his change, and kept looking at Lao Hu and Xueli Yang aside.

But the two obviously didn't want to help, and both wanted to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"The two of you... you will die!"

Shi Lei got a little impatient waiting, and raised his hand to search his bag.

However, just as he raised his hand, he suddenly heard the sound of the system.

[The Beast Control Manual has been stored in the soul collector, and the original damage will not affect the contents. 】

"Eh..." His hands stopped in mid-air awkwardly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "This reminder comes at the right time, if it is later, we will start fighting."

"Is there a signal delay in this system? Or is it playing me on purpose?"

"Commissioner Shi, it's really not me, trust me!" The fat man was still powerlessly defending himself.

Shi Lei, who knew the truth of the matter, felt a little sorry, but the three of them were watching, if they behaved strangely, they should doubt themselves again.

So this matter can only be done wrong!
"Why is there no book of beasts? You know it very well in your heart, and I don't want to ask." Withdrew his hand and looked away, "But let me remind you, this book of beasts is very important, don't take it out casually." .”

After finishing speaking, ignoring the fat man's pale and ugly face, he walked around him and walked to the stone hall, and began to study the broken corpses inside.

Behind him, the fat man wailed hoarsely.

"I just jumped into the Yellow River and I can't wash it off. I really didn't do anything. I just took a look at it, and who knew it would be gone!"

Listening to the fat man's shouts, Shi Lei wanted to laugh, but in the end guilt took over and he suppressed the raised corners of his mouth.

Hu Bayi didn't say anything just now, but now he walked up to Fatty's side and patted him on the shoulder.

The simple fat man thought he was here to comfort him, and when he was about to complain, he saw Lao Hu's suspicious expression.

"Why do you look at me like that? We are young, if others don't believe me, you have to believe me!"

"You...you can do it yourself!"

"Lao Hu, stop teasing him. Fatty, come here quickly." Shirley Yang couldn't stand it anymore and quickly changed the subject.

"Look at the clothes on this gravel, I guess he is the chief shepherd."

"Da Musi?" Shi Lei turned sideways, looked at Xueli Yang, "Are you sure?"

"pretty close."

"If it's the chief shepherd, the expensive silk he wears makes sense."

Perhaps he felt that the scene of mutilated corpses was too bloody, so there was a piece of fine silk on Omakiji's body.

As thin as a cicada's wing, the whole body is white, almost like the current gauze.

Judging by the thickness and color, the silk on Da Musi's body should be wrapped layer by layer.

Therefore, the almost transparent silk was like a pair of pure white wings, restraining the priest.

"Old Hu, I remember this silk should have a name, right?"

"That's right, the silk used to wrap corpses is called soul-pressing silk."

"Soul-pressing silk? The name has some meaning."

The gazes of several people fell on the silk covering the lower body of the corpse. Looking at this fragile and precious thing, they were at a loss for what to do for a while.

Cut it with a knife, reluctant to part with it.

Peel off layer by layer, can't do it.

But if you don't remove this layer of gauze, you won't be able to see what's inside.

For a while, the four of them were caught in a dilemma.

However, this situation did not last long.

"Look, why do I feel like this silk has turned a little dark? Is it because I'm dazzled or has it really turned dark?"

Fatty's words didn't surprise Shi Lei, he had already seen that the layers of silk were rotting from the inside out.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why it didn't come into contact with the decay of the air first, but decayed first inside.

"Don't worry, the rot from the inside to the outside is actually because of the pressure. The silk is tied very tightly. So when the pressure exceeds the air, this will naturally happen."

Shirley Yang's answer solved the problems of Fatty and Shi Lei at the same time, after taking a look at her, she felt more and more attractive about smart women.

Soon, all the silk on the outside turned into short black threads, which were rotten.

"Lao Hu, help me clean up all the black lines on it."

Although those black lines are very thin, they are numerous, so densely packed, they still cover both legs tightly.

Several people used small wooden sticks to pick up all the black lines, and the scene inside was immediately revealed.

The sight in front of them made the four of them gasp. Fortunately, they didn't have trypophobia, otherwise they would have passed out one by one.

After the thick silk was picked apart, two dried legs were exposed.

Just like the dried beef and mutton legs sold on the grassland, it is dark yellow and has very clear meridians.

Especially these two legs were dried alive, and the blood stains and white bone marrow on them were still very clear.

The muscles in the legs have shrunk from drying and are twisted together like towels.

It's worrying to watch.

But that's not the most extraordinary thing. What's on the two legs is shocking.

On the legs are some characters, and those characters were neither painted nor engraved.

Instead, they were sewn on with broken pearls the size of rice grains. The broken pearls were black, especially obvious on the dark yellow legs.

"The tactic of presenting the king is really strange, Chief of Staff Yang, do you know what these characters mean?"

(End of this chapter)