Archeology comes true: Go crazy, and say that the game was compiled

"But look at it now, don't say whether you believe the information or not."

"We're afraid we won't even be able to go to the Worm Valley!"

Fatty Wang said.

"Isn't it all right as long as he is cured?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Pingan turned around directly, and followed his fingers to land on Xiaozhuang's arm.

When the villagers saw it, they were furious on the spot.

"what are you going to do!"

"Stay away from Xiaozhuang!"

"You bastard! You really want to kill Xiaozhuang before you give up!"

"To shut up!"

Chen Ping angrily roared.

Then the Golden Light Curse was activated instantly.

The dazzling light instantly lit up the entire room.

Where have the people in the village seen people who can shine.

Naturally, everyone froze in place.

This obviously bluffed the fake Taoist priest.

The confident expression on his face disappeared in an instant.

Just blinked his eyes.

He looked at Chen Pingan with a face full of surprise.

"If you want him to live, don't interrupt."

Under the golden light and the threat of Chen Pingan's aura.

The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to respond for a while.

It's no wonder, just based on the pretending appearance of the fake Taoist priest just now.

It can make these villagers stunned for a while.

How could Chen Ping's effect be worse?

After all, who among them has the opportunity to meet someone who can shine?

Let's talk about this kind of village that is not fully civilized.

The biggest advantage is probably in this aspect.

As long as you act a little mysterious.

No matter what you say, they will believe it.

Not waiting for the villagers to recall.

Chen Pingan had already opened the golden pupils to observe Xiaozhuang's body.

Except for the seemingly erosive wound on the arm.

Chen Ping soon saw a black shadow above his head.

It was a dark shadow in his mind.

And it looks like it's still squirming.

Looking at the location again, it is already about to completely enter the brain.

"Scalpel!"

Chen Pingan didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately yelled.

In order to cope with various accidents that may be encountered during the process of going to the tomb.

Some necessary emergency treatment equipment is of course essential.

And the members of the archaeological team responsible for these materials were obviously frightened by the scene.

He froze in place.

"Hurry up! Want to watch him die!"

Chen Pingan almost roared this time.

The members of the archaeological team finally came to their senses.

Quickly search in the backpack.

And the fake Taoist was obviously panicked.

Immediately shouted:

"What do you want to do!"

"Look, this guy can't see the end! He's about to kill him!"

Unexpectedly, he hasn't finished shouting yet.

A black light flashed in front of his eyes.

Wait for him to come back to his senses.

The little brother had already pressed the ancient black gold knife to his throat.

"To shut up."

Zhang Qiling doesn't talk too much harshly.

With just such a movement, the false Taoist leader's feet suddenly went limp and fell to the ground.

"You dog, aren't you very powerful?"

"Why are you scared now? Get up and fight!"

Fatty Wang also sneered.

"Fatty Wang! Don't be poor!"

"If you have nothing to do, go to the villagers to help me get some rice, cooked, anything!"

Chen Ping shouted.

Fatty Wang's reaction was not slow either.

Quickly ask the villagers.

Although I don't know what Chen Ping's plan is.

But now the situation has completely shifted to Chen Pingan's side.

The villagers did not dare to hesitate.

Get ready now.

Soon a bowl of white rice was handed over to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan started immediately.

Put a grain of rice on Xiao Zhuang's forehead.

Then I lighted a few pills and pasted them on Xiao Zhuang's eyes and throat.

Finished this series of preparatory work.

Chen Pingan pulled out the scalpel and landed on Xiaozhuang's head.

Just a swipe.

A hole was cut on the top of Xiaozhuang's head.

"Bring a bowl of water, put salt, put more!"

Chen Pingan gave the order again.

And his previous series of actions obviously bluffed the villagers.

One by one, they delivered what Chen Pingan needed as quickly as possible.

Chen Ping's left finger rested on Xiao Zhuang's forehead.

The fingers of the right hand pierced directly into the brain.

This scene was really exciting for the villagers.

Many people who saw it knelt on the ground and vomited.

Soon, everyone heard a shivering sound.

Then look at the top of Xiaozhuang's head.

Chen Pingan's hand has already stretched out from Xiaozhuang's head.

There seemed to be something still wriggling in his hand.

Chen Pingan didn't delay much.

Throw what's in your hand into the bowl.

Then he turned around and began to sew up Xiaozhuang's head.

The villagers quickly surrounded them.

I saw a few black bugs struggling in pain in the water.

After a while, there was no movement at all.

Looking at Xiao Zhuang again, although he has not yet come to his senses.

But his complexion is obviously no longer as ugly as before.

"His arm has nothing to do with this thing."

"It's a burn, and I've already given him medicine."