C167 The cataclysm of the weasel

As I was walking out of the cave, I suddenly remembered something. The hemolith seemed to still be on Huang Ziye's body.

"That won't do." I looked at the rest of the group gloomily, "Without that hemolith, how are we to find the rest of the wreckage?"

"hemolith?" Leng Ye took out something from his body and passed it to me