I wiped my nose bleeding, looked at the blood on my fingers, thinking that this was a coincidence. Someone must have been very heavy when I was rescued just now. So my nose mucosa was injured. I pulled a napkin to block my nose, and fell in love with Fatty, Uncle Er and Xiaohua again. I thought about whether there were other possibilities that would lead to such a situation. Uncle Er said, "You can't die. As long as you are obedient."

"What the hell is going on?" I sighed and was lazy to guess. Since they were all here, I must tell me something. I'll wait for them to tell me.

The second uncle glanced at the Man Oil Bottle, then looked at Xiaohua, and said, "Go away, Xiaohua and Fatty are here."

Menyouboil stood up and walked out silently. Many people followed him, and the white snake went up to hand over the cigarette, completely ignored it.

Everyone was on the street, and they were in a heavy state. Passersby were a little scared and looked at the shop strangely. Erjing silently closed the shop door.

The second uncle looked at me and immediately said, "The young man did receive the news from the third brother. Although he refused to tell me the specific situation of receiving the news, he told me part of the message in the tomb of the King of South China Sea."

I slapped the table and said, "I said why do I like fishing so much." I touched the cigarette on the table with the conditioned reflex. Uncle Er slammed the cigarette to the side and I touched his hand.

I was embarrassed and Uncle Er said, "The people who fight against the ground have been making a living underground all year round. Many people die from corpse zombies in old age because they inhaled too much decayed gas, and they have everything in their lungs. They are suffering when they die. You are more serious than others. The corpses you come into contact with are highly toxic. Later, they take the initiative to drip snake venom into their nasal cavity. The fight against the ground has been led by generations, but you have no master and no one has really taught you these, so when you enter these places, you didn't care at all. Over the years, your body has been overwhelmed."

I looked at the fat man: "Then isn't he the same as me?"

"He is not my nephew." Uncle Second said coldly: "Your third uncle and your brother said that you had come into contact with something in the ancient tomb a long time ago. He didn't say which tomb it was. The effect of that thing will disappear soon. The reason why your body is still okay now is because of the effect of that thing. After the medicinal effect of that thing disappears, all your reactions that you have ruined yourself over the years will be revealed."

I tried to understand, "What will happen to me?"

"You have been able to accomplish such difficult things over the years and your body can withstand them all rely on that thing. You are now far younger than you are. If the effect of that thing disappears, you may age very quickly and your body will become extremely weak. What you need to do now is to maintain your body."

I thought about it and thought it was wrong. The details I had reasoned before were not like this. This topic strangely turned to the place of health preservation. If so, why did Ha say I was dead?

"I'm fine." I sprayed off the napkin from my nose: "I've been getting up early and going to bed every day, doing morning exercises, running, exercising, eating healthy food, and have been recuperating."

The second uncle picked up his phone and opened a picture: "After you came out of the tomb of the King of South China Sea, I took a picture of you when I was in a coma. This is your lungs."

I picked it up and saw two lungs. I was not a doctor and couldn't understand it at all. Uncle Er pointed to two large areas on the lungs: "These two things cannot be bigger anymore. If you go to the tomb to suck the poison gas, your lungs are different from other people's lungs and you can't bear it. The previous thing destroyed the original function of your lungs and replaced the anti-virus function of the lungs with your own medicine. Once the medicine disappears, you will have fatal consequences for smoking."

"You mean, I will turn into glass lungs at any time?" I asked.

"You have to give your lungs time to recover. This is not a fatal problem. As long as you pay enough attention, there will be no problem." Uncle Er said: "I'm not lying to you, you will start to have symptoms soon."

I narrowed my eyes and said, "You said just now, I will age very quickly." Such a big situation should not be as simple as letting me nourish my lungs.
Chapter completed!