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Chapter 747:Heroic Sacrifice

I held my breath and stared at him like that.

Suddenly, he looked up as if he remembered something, and my eyes seemed to be right!

At this moment, my breathing seemed to stop, but my heart was pounding, and the hand holding the gun was about to pull the trigger, when Khumbu rushed up and held my hand to signal me not to shoot.

I turned to him, and Abu was about to speak, and as soon as he said the last word he had found us, we were finished!

But Khumbu was pressing me almost with all my strength, and I could only stay motionless even if I wanted to pull the trigger.

"It's just a crack here."Abby suddenly spoke.

No, it's not possible!

He must have found it here, for I saw him say this, and it was not an unconscious glance at me, but sure that I was so man.

He even looked at Khumbu, which meant that I was taking care of him.

What does he mean?

Khumb hurt like this to him, and now he is pretending to be a good person here?

But he did not expose us to this let me loose, I heard the sound of red eyebrows laughing, said that there are many cracks in the mountain, do not have to worry so much, and Abu gave him the answer is always correct.

Such a dialogue, even if there is any doubt about the red eyebrows will be crushed.

No matter what he was doing, he was really helping us this time.

“Khumb, what happened to him?”I frowned, some confused.

Khumb laughed, “I was wrong.”

恩?

Seeing me wondering, Khumbu explained that his uncle was not helping us, he was helping himself.

Help yourself?

I was even more confused, telling our position to the red eyebrows, should be his best choice, so that the old smoke before the red eyebrows and his provocation is completely useless, and even made a contribution.

Khumbu sneered, saying that I had forgotten the habits of Miaojiang, and my favorite thing was to be a fisherman in your mouth.

The fisherman fights, the fisherman makes a profit?

That is to say, he wants to see both sides of the struggle, and he is good at the final moment to gain.

Khumbu nodded and said, "Now let the red eyebrows find that we are not good for him, and if the red eyebrows are not blocked by us, then my uncle can't take the dead medicine."

"But once we are in the back, we will definitely stop the red eyebrows, and then it will be his chance!"

I took a breath, and if so, this Abu was indeed a dangerous man.

Not only did he come to Kunlun alone, but he knew the battle between us and his eyebrows, but more importantly, he had gained the trust of his brows.

This old fox, who is red-browed, will pay extra attention when he uses people, and Ab can follow them, one is that he does have the ability in his hand, and secondly, because he trusts him.

"Khumb, tell me in detail about your uncle."I nodded my head at Khumbu.

Now our task is not only to follow the red eyebrows, but also to fight between the red eyebrows and Abu to smoke them, and at the same time to complete our task, it is not easy.

Knowing that everyone is necessary!

Khumbu shook his head, and said it was hard to say that his uncle was the most elusive person he had ever seen.

At that time, Khumbu and Tashi were Abu's nephews, but Abu handed over all his skills to Kunbu, and Tashi could sit in the position of the king of the bulge and rely on Kunbu to teach and understand.

And although Abu taught kumbu to use chrysanthemums, but did not have too much to get along with kumbu, basically are to teach some methods of refining the worm, let kumbu practice on his own, he went to the acceptance.

Coupled with the fact that Khumbu left Miaojiang early to enter the 701, in fact, they did not get along much.

I nodded, and if that’s the case, Khumbu doesn’t really know him.

I glanced down at them, and they were busy with their hot fire, for they seemed to have touched a little clue to the tomb door.

But even at this time, their care for old smoke is still very close.

I pressed my heart, and it was most important for the old smoke to complete the task, so I couldn’t take the risk.

“Boss, look at this!”

Suddenly, someone shouted below, and I looked over and saw someone holding a skull and shouting toward the red eyebrows.

I frowned, looking at the red frown toward this person, before I could say anything, this person suddenly smiled at him, and then threw the skull on the ground... not throwing, it should be said that he no longer had the strength to hold the skull.

He fell all over again, as if he had been drugged.

The red eyebrows stopped, someone went to help this person, but shouted in shock: "He, he is gone..."

Is it?

I was shocked to look at the person below, a second is still good, how can this second be gone?

“Come and see.”I immediately asked Khumbu to come over and let him see if it was Abu’s handwriting.

If I could kill myself invisibly, I could only think of him.

But Khumbu only looked at it and shook his head, saying no, his uncle would not make such a big move if he wanted to kill.

Then he asked me what I had done before he died, and I would find it repeated, and his eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and said it should be a matter of the skull.This kind of no one's place all year round, the skull does not know how many years ago the body, for a long time will always be contaminated with the body poison, so there is no preventive measures in the hand how can nothing happen?

Is it that simple?

I also don’t know that the skull is poisonous, but in general it’s not enough to kill instantly.

After death, the body will slowly decay, the process is naturally produced by some toxins, but the amount is very slight, if you want to die, unless you put the toxins in more than ten bodies together.

And it can't die so fast...

I frowned and knew it was unlikely, but as far as I saw it, the man had only touched the skull.

There was no confusion below, but the panic on their faces was very obvious.

Such an unknown and unknown death is the most feared by tomb robbers, and I also understand this feeling that if someone fights with me in person, I am not afraid, and I am afraid of such an inexplicable and incomprehensible.

The red eyebrow stood not far from this man, he had just thought of coming to take the skull, but now he did not take a step forward, so he stared at the dead man.

The strong man who wanted to hold this man up, took a few steps back, looked at the red eyebrows with fear, and his tongue was a little uneven: "Old, boss... is not, there is, there is..."

“Shut up!”The red eye cried.

The strong man did not speak, but it was not difficult to see from his countenance that he thought there were ghosts in the place.

Red eyebrows looked around, then turned to Abu, the tone is very gentle: "Master Abu, or to trouble you, this skull is not strange?" 」

Abu laughed and said, "I thought that all the red-eyed helpers were elite, and I didn't expect to make this kind of low-level mistake."

“What do you mean?”The face of the red eyebrows was obviously unpleasant, but it still held down the fire.

Abu pointed to the skull on the ground and said, “Can this dead man’s bone be touched?”

Khumbu opened his mouth and told me that I was very awe of the dead in southern Xinjiang, especially the bones that had been dead for many years, and that only the witch doctor dared to take it, and others saw it to kneel and worship.

I nodded and signaled myself that I heard it, and continued to stare at them.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, the strong man shouted, and I squinted and saw that the hand that had just held the dead man suddenly blackened.

The red brows changed, and I hardly saw his movements, only a glaring light passed, and the blood squirted from the wrist of the strong man.

The man's name was even more miserable, and the whole face of the pain was trembling.

As soon as the red eyebrows waved their hands, someone came up and held the strong man, and quickly stopped the blood for the strong man.

And the strong man’s hand that was cut off on the ground was all black, and in the blink of an eye it festered and decayed.

The body that had touched the skull before was slowly rotting, and the whole face was beyond recognition.

How can I do that?

I opened my mouth wide, did not react for a while, only to see the strong man look at the rotting body and his own hands, respectfully thanked the red eyebrows, and then hid behind.

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