Corpse Recovery Diver

Chapter 368 - 65_6

Chapter 368: Chapter 65_6Tan Wenbin thought that Xiao Yuan might not have thought this much.

"Brother Liang, you’re good at finding excuses."

"I’m just being honest."

"Actually, I didn’t think of using this gold to get rich. Look at the pile of bones. Although this isn’t a tomb, it’s still a place of people’s wealth. Forget the other artifacts; if we take the gold out, we won’t use it to improve our lifestyle. Small portions will be kept for Brother Xiao Yuan’s re

Wei Zhengdao’s "Jianghu Chronicles" mentioned this type of corpse, placed at water burial sites to protect the tomb owner.

Regular corpse diver would never encounter this kind because they don’t rob tombs; only water monkeys specialize in such matters.

Besides these armor-wearing men, evidently left here long ago with the woman in the bed, there were four others, wearing long fitted coats with long braids at the back of their heads.

These four Qing Dynasty men were most likely the predecessors who left the Yellow River Shovel behind.

Li Zhiyuan recognized them as predecessors, not water monkeys, because water monkeys usually act in groups, like the twenty people in Ding Dalin’s team, which was considered a small party. Here, there were only four, and no other bodies were around.

The pool water bore a strong scent of the Water Corpse, suggesting it had preservation qualities, as these people’s clothes and bodies had neither rotted nor swollen, staying well-preserved.

The eight carried the bed out of the water pond and up the stairs, each step bringing immense pressure.

"Hee hee hee... hee hee hee..."

The laughter behind the ajar door continued.

"Xiao Yuan!"

Run Sheng shouted again; now was the moment to make a choice.

At this point, Run Sheng was already poised to dash through the door, and Xue Liangliang and Tan Wenbin were also ready.

*Faced with the eight people carrying the bed and the mysterious woman seated atop, any rational person would choose to rush toward the door—as at least it was just a face!*

But then, Li Zhiyuan noticed that among the Qing Dynasty men carrying the bed, the one on the right edge, though stiff in body and hands, maintaining the carrying and marching motion, his eyes darted left, right, and left again. Simultaneously, he silently mouthed:

"This way... this way... this way..."