Never Wanted To Do This Chapter 6

When Greg hooked the female corpse with his vag!nal claws, he finally experienced what "deadly heavy" meant.

The female corpse looked slim, just a little plump, and was surprisingly quite heavy.

Greg gritted his teeth and finally managed to hook up the female corpse with the vag!nal claws. However, in order to avoid the corpse from resurrecting, Greg held his breath and did not dare to breathe easily in front of the female corpse.

There is a saying called "borrowing yang energy", which means that if a dead body breathes the breath of a living person, it may appear to be resurrected.

This is also one of the well-known 'tomb-robbing taboos' and is basic common sense that every tomb robber must master.

There are many more common sense about this kind of thing. Because tomb robbing itself means traveling between the Yin and Yang worlds and doing the work of eating the dead, there are many taboos and rules. The more you know, the longer you will live.

Although Greg has now mastered the corpse-calling technique, one of the skills inherited from General Youtian, he must also try his best to avoid the resurrection of the dead.

After all, the corpse summoning technique is just one of the corpse summoning skills of "Holy Way Exorcism", which does not mean that it is really invincible in front of Zongzi.

After pulling up the female corpse, Greg held his breath and was about to reach out to touch the gold, when suddenly the heavy makeup on the female corpse's face fell off layer by layer, like wall paint falling off, revealing dark brown corpse spots.

Moreover, this change happened very quickly. Because it happened clearly in front of Greg's eyes under the light, it seemed even more strange and terrifying.

Not only the skin of the female corpse, but even the blue long-sleeved skirt she was wearing quickly faded to gray-black.

Greg did not panic, because this was not a zombie transformation or a resurrection, but a natural phenomenon.

Because the air in the tomb and the coffin was well sealed, the body was well preserved. But after the coffin was opened, the air inside the coffin began to circulate, and the body underwent special oxidation. This is like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, which were all colorful when they were first unearthed, but soon after they were unearthed, they all oxidized and faded.

But what made Greg feel his scalp tingling was that the corpse oxidized very quickly. After the rouge and powder on the face fell off like wall paint, the skin on the body also began to rot rapidly, as if the whole body had been soaked in strong acid. Black and sticky corpse fluid flowed out of the seven orifices, and a peculiar foul smell began to emanate from the air. The stench became stronger and stronger. When Greg turned his head to take a breath, he took a whiff and was almost suffocated. It was like the smell of salted fish, but much stronger than the smell of salted fish. It was simply a thousand-year-old salted fish!

"The stench of this corpse is poisonous. We must start digging for gold quickly!"

Greg quickly grabbed the gold chain with a peacock pendant worn on the female corpse's neck. The gold chain was about as thick as a little finger, with a peacock-shaped gold pendant in the front and a flower-shaped lock on the back.

The ancients have always been very particular about various craftsmanship. For example, the craftsmanship of this gold chain lock is very complicated, and it is absolutely impossible to pull it open with brute force. Fortunately, Greg inherited the "Tianjian Secret Art" skill of this body and is very familiar with various antiques. The principle of this flower-shaped lock is that the petals on both sides are stuck together, and as long as the same petals are aligned, it can be opened.

At this time, the female corpse's body was exposed to the air and was decomposing more and more seriously. There was even some rotten flesh with black and sticky corpse fluid falling off her body. In particular, her entire face began to twist and deform, looking even more terrifying and disgusting.

Greg could even feel the steamed corn bread he had eaten in the morning churning violently in his stomach.

Dong...

Just when Greg was about to open the golden chain buckle, he suddenly heard a "dong" sound from the side.

Because the entire tomb was extremely quiet, the sound was very obvious, and even echoed in the tomb, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Greg subconsciously looked up and saw that the black donkey hoof that was placed at the entrance of the "Guoxian Bridge" cave had fallen to the ground.

"Why did the black donkey's hoof fall off for no reason?"

Greg's heart tightened, and he saw a huge black shadow on the wall of the tomb. This black shadow was not his, nor was it that of the female corpse!

Not only that, Greg also felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.

"Could it be that the ghost that just grabbed my ankle in the next tomb has followed me in?"

When he thought of this, Greg's heart beat faster. He was no longer in the mood to think about the gold chain around the female corpse's neck. He turned around suddenly and looked behind him.

He saw that there was indeed a pitch-black thing behind him. It had a pair of bright yellow eyes and was looking directly at Greg. Its eyes were so deep and cold that Greg felt as if he was thrown into an ice hole in an instant.

This was not a ghost, nor a monster, but a black cat! It was huge, with long, shiny black fur without a single color.

"Could it be that this black cat was the one that grabbed my ankle in the next tomb?"

Greg was surprised. This didn't seem to make sense. Although the kick he just gave did feel soft, where did this black cat get so much strength?

"Today is such a bad day. I forgot to check the almanac before going out!"

Greg cursed in his heart. Regardless of whether the ghost thing just now was this black cat, the strange appearance of this black cat made Greg feel that something was wrong.

Because since ancient times, there has been a saying among the people that black cats are very evil things, especially black cats, which have nine lives. Once a black cat jumps over a corpse, the corpse will borrow one of its lives and revive it!

This so-called "Nine Lives" is actually Yin Lives. This is how the term "borrowing Yin Lives" came about.

In rural funeral customs, when an elderly person in the family passes away, there will usually be a few days of worship before burial. During this process, someone has to keep vigil every night, and the main task of the vigilant is to drive away black cats and prevent them from getting close, otherwise the body will turn into a corpse.

Although this is just a customary saying, it is not groundless.

The appearance of a black cat at this time must be something strange!

Greg immediately put down the claw, then waved it at the black cat with a ferocious expression, trying to scare and drive the black cat away.

"Meow..."

Unexpectedly, the black cat was not afraid of Greg's intimidation and driving away. Instead, it looked directly at Greg and meowed. The meow was unusual, very sharp, and had strong penetrating power. The sound hit the brick walls of the tomb and echoed repeatedly.

As the sound had not yet died down, the black cat leaped directly towards Greg.

Greg secretly cried out that something was wrong and decisively swung his claws, hitting the black cat that was jumping over.

"Meow..."

Greg's move was very accurate. His sharp claws directly hooked the belly of the leaping black cat and ripped it open.

However, after the black cat's body was cut open, it fell into the coffin at his feet with a "plop".

Greg looked down and saw that it had fallen right on the face of the female corpse.

The bright red blood dyed the inside of the coffin red. Because the temperature inside the tomb was low, the black cat's blood was still steaming.

"How do you calculate this?"

Greg clenched the claw tightly and looked at the bloody scene in the coffin, and a big question mark popped up in his mind.

The black cat is already dead, its original life is gone, let alone any evil fate.

"Interlude! It's just a little interlude!"

Greg was just one step away from unfastening the golden chain around the female corpse's neck. He would definitely not let go so easily, so he used the vag!na-probing claw to hook up the female corpse in the coffin again.

At this time, the entire rotten face of the female corpse was splashed with bright red cat blood. The red blood and the black sticky corpse fluid mixed together to form a dark red color, which looked even more bizarre and terrifying than before.

"If you want to eat this meal, you must be able to bear this kind of psychological pressure."

Greg murmured to himself, holding his breath, approaching the female corpse, and reaching out to unfasten the gold chain.

The gold chain buckle was stained with a lot of cat blood and corpse fluid, and felt a bit sticky.

Fortunately, Greg had fumbled for a while, and this time he easily opened the lock of the gold chain in less than three seconds.

"Done! I'm rich now. This gold item can definitely be sold for a good price!"

Greg was delighted. He took one last look at the female corpse in front of him and prepared to put it down.

However, it was Greg's last glance that the female corpse in front of him suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyeballs were still blood red and bloodshot, and she stared straight at Greg, as cold as a sharp blade.

"fcuk! He's really faking his death!"

Greg jumped up instantly, but before he could let go, the female corpse suddenly opened her mouth, revealing sharp black fangs, and bit the iron handle of the vag!na-probing claw. At the same time, she stretched out her arms and grabbed towards Greg.

Fortunately, Greg was not frightened and reacted quickly. He immediately kicked the female corpse in the chest, and at the same time used the force to do a backflip and jump off the black wooden coffin.