After the vines were pulled away.

Several archaeological team members sat on the ground at once.

The pupils are slightly out of focus.

Obviously it hasn't slowed down yet.

Their arms were covered with blood that hadn't had time to drain.

The most serious one, even the back was entangled.

Almost strangled to death, lying on the ground panting.

The corners of the eyes and mouth involuntarily leave fluid.

"Don't stand still, see if they are okay."

Zhao Li reminded.

The bump in the middle appears a bit abruptly.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

"oh oh."

Only then did the archaeologists react.

Hastily went over to help the player who had fallen to the ground.

The bump got stuck on the outermost edge of the collapsed wall.

Then go no further.

A mural protruded from above and slowly descended.

"Let's go there first, I'm afraid this road will be blocked soon."

Zhao Li commanded.

The archaeologists did not hesitate.

He led the injured team members through as fast as possible.

Just after the last person passed.

The height of the door is less than twenty centimeters.

"Huh~ I finally came out alive."

A team member sat on the ground and said with emotion.

Others also have a sense of survival after disaster.

"Let's rest here for a while."

Professor Li put the torch in one place and said.

Everyone nodded, feeling less adventurous when nervous.

Once relaxed, their legs were limp and trembling.

"Mr. Zhao, what happened just now?"

Dai Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

"There is a sacrificial ceremony engraved on the mural."

"We thought it was a picture hosted by the owner of the tomb before his death, but it is not."

"This is the sacrifice in the tomb. The altar painted on the picture is the room just now."

"Those filaments wrapped around people are the vines before."

Zhao Li said to those pictures.

"They used the blood of slaves to perform sacrifices."

"To them, a slave is no different than an animal."

After hearing Zhao Li's words, Dai Xiaoxiao remained silent.

For today's modern people, it is really incomprehensible.

"Oh my God, I'm horrified to hear that."

"The ancients were really ruthless. Are there not enough livestock for them?"

"You can't use our current view to look at the ancients, it's too impersonal."

"Writer Zhao is amazing, he can keep calm even when people are panicking."

"Ms. Zhao is very knowledgeable, so I have to give it a go this time."

Seeing that the matter was resolved in the live broadcast room, the barrage became much easier.

"Mr. Zhao, take a look at what's going on."

Zhao Lizheng was about to take a break.

But he was pulled back by the exclamation of the archaeological team.

What appeared on the screen was the back of a person covered in black lines.

It was the person whose upper body was wrapped around the front by unknown flowers.

"what is this?"

Zhao Li couldn't help frowning when he saw it.

"I saw it when I was treating his wound just now, and it shocked me."

"Is there anything wrong with this?"

The female player next to her was crying.

I thought there would be nothing wrong with it.

But I didn't expect to see such a scary picture.

"It looks like a picture carefully."

"Could it be that these vines have really become fine, drawing a treasure map."

"Find someone who is proficient in ancient painting, and you will know if you ask."

"It should be the same to ask Mr. Zhao, right?"

"He's just a writer, he just knows a little bit about archaeology, do you really think he's omnipotent?"

Apparently the director thought so too.

So a professor who specializes in historical pictures was quickly found.

"It's like a tattoo, it goes in with the blood."

"I'm afraid it will stay on the skin for a while."

The professor leaned forward and looked at the screen for a long time before saying.

"Is it life-threatening?"

Professor Li asked anxiously.

If something happened to his student, he would feel guilty all his life.

"It shouldn't be a big deal."

"The poison has been in the blood for so long, probably something has happened long ago."

The professor shook his head.

"Do you think it is a picture? What will it do?"

Dai Xiaoxiao asked.

"According to the research on the previous ancient paintings, this is a picture."

"However, the painting is a bit sloppy, and I can't see any effect yet."

The professor is going to copy it down.Look for information carefully.

"No, there will be no results if you look for it again."

"You are all in the wrong direction, this is not a picture, but a text."

Zhao Li said at this moment, if he really followed the picture to find him.

There will be no results in this life.

"Text, are you kidding me?"

When the professor heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"No matter how bad I am, the words and pictures can still be seen."

"Are you provoking me by saying that?"

The professor squinted at Zhao Li.

Although this boy does have some skills.

But in the field of painting, especially ancient painting, he is still unmatched.

No matter what, it is not the turn of a hairy child to judge him.

"I believe Teacher Zhao, his judgment is not wrong."

"But it doesn't look like words, the strokes are all connected together, it's more like a picture."

"Could it be a mistake? The picture can still have some clues, but the text is completely blind."

"This is the most important painting professor in Long Country, and he is among the best in the world."

"The words of such a powerful writer are more credible, right?"

Because this time it is very intuitive visual.

So people still believe in what they see.

"Mr. Zhao, why do you think it's text?"

Dai Xiaoxiao asked.

"It is indeed words. It is impossible for vines to learn to disconnect like us."

"What is left on his back is the continuous text."

"It's just that I still don't know what the meaning of engraving on it is."

Zhao Li said that most of the ancient texts in this world are also missing.

So not many people know ancient characters.

"If you don't know, just say you don't know, and keep it a secret."

"Young man, I'm not talking about you, you should be more down-to-earth."

The professor didn't give the final answer when he heard Zhao Li.

I thought the other party was talking nonsense, so I said it earnestly.

"..."

Zhao Li didn't say a word.

Professor Li also has a little research on ancient characters.

If you look closely, you can see some eyebrows.

But he wasn't too sure, so he didn't make a sound.

"No matter what, let's go out and do research on the professional equipment first."

The voice of the director came from the back of the ear.

"Yes, how are you all resting? Let's continue to set off?"

As the oldest person present, everyone spoke.

Naturally, the others could no longer hang on.

Although he was about to leave, he heard someone shouting just as he stood up.

"There are will-o'-the-wisps in there."

The camera just caught a cloud of blue flames.

"I've never seen a will-o'-the-wisp in such a big age."

"It's an eye-opener, so there are really ghosts?"

"How is it possible? There must be a scientific basis."

The barrage is still talking.

Professor Li took a flashlight and walked straight over.

"What did I say before? Be calm and think more when things happen."

"This is phosphorous fire, not will-o'-the-wisp."

Professor Li said with some displeasure.

Then the female team member smiled shyly and said:
"I'm still a little scared, so it's a bit of a panic."

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