With the help of archaeology, the novel I wrote has come true!

"Yes!"

Chang Mingyu agreed, and quickly ran towards Professor Jin and the others.

Seeing him running over, Wen Kai himself breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, a loud bang came from behind him.

He subconsciously squatted down covering his head.

Then he reacted immediately and turned his head.

I saw that the coffin lid of the sarcophagus had been broken into small pieces, and the iron chains were also broken and broken.

Squinting his eyes, Wen Kai prepared the quenched gold knife in one hand and the diamond umbrella in the other.

But there was no sound coming from inside.

They exchanged glances with Poker-Face, and the two of them walked towards the sarcophagus.

Three steps away from the sarcophagus, after a "crash", a man covered in scars and wearing a tattered cassock sat out from inside.

He moved briefly, stood up, and walked out of the sarcophagus.

While doing these movements, he kept his eyes closed.

Wen Kai and Poker Ping retreated subconsciously.

The next second, the man opened his eyes. His eyes were all black, and he couldn't see the white that his eyeballs should be.

Even the man who had just been beheaded by Poker Ping had red pupils and normal eyeballs, but this man's eyeballs were all black.

Boyouping's reaction was similar to Wen Kai's, with more or less surprise on his face.

The man glanced around first, then made a contemptuous sound, and dodged, but he came to Wen Kai in the blink of an eye.

Wen Kai didn't even have time to react, and the man slapped him in the chest, and sent him flying.

It hit the wall of the tomb with a "bang", and then stopped.

The man dodged again and came behind Poker Finger, and with the same palm, Poker Finger was also sent flying.

The two stood up, enduring the pain in their bodies.

Especially for Wen Kai, the pain just now hadn't gone away, and this pain came again.

Now he is struggling to hold the Thousand Chance Umbrella and the Tempering Gold Knife, let alone attack that man.

He knew very well that he couldn't just stand there and wait, he should do something, but he couldn't do anything.

What should I do now?

Wen Kai thought about it carefully, but he couldn't do anything.

In the original book, a fire was lit directly at this place to force the corpse back into the coffin, and then it was re-sealed with a special spell. "

But he doesn't have any special spells, is it possible that he is going to die in this place?

Wen Kai doesn't believe in evil, and doesn't want to be like this.

But now he really has nothing to do.

At this juncture, Xu Xiaozhou yelled: "Mr. Wen, hold on, give me 10 minutes!"

10 minutes?
What does this little girl want to do?
I saw Xu Xiaozhou squatting on the ground, and took out yellow paper, a small bottle of things, and a brush from his pocket.

"Fuck! What's going on with this Xu Xiaozhou?"

"Looking at the situation, why do I feel like I'm watching Uncle Jiu's movie again?"

"That's right! At critical times, Uncle Nine always asks his disciples to push him for a while, then he makes a talisman and kills the zombies."

"But Xu Xiaozhou looks very young at first glance, is it really possible?"

Lu Xinming looked at the barrage, and he was also full of questions.

If Wen Kai did what Xu Xiaozhou did, he wouldn't be surprised, but Xu Xiaozhou had never revealed a little bit before, and even sometimes, Xu Xiaozhou was very disgusted with it.

"Okay! 10 minutes!" Wen Kai replied.

He firmly grasped the Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand.

For 10 minutes, he didn't know if he could hold it, and he didn't know if the things Xu Xiaozhou made would be useful or not.

But for now, just take the plunge.

The man looked at Xu Xiaozhou twice, and just as he was about to pass, Wen Kai blocked the archaeological team: "Hey! Your opponent is me! Where are you going?"

"Bang!" Wen Kai was slapped again.

Only this time the sound was not the sound of him hitting the wall, but the sound of a slap on the flesh.

The Thousand Chance Umbrella and the Tempering Gold Knife were almost at the same time, one stabbed the man in the chest, and the other slashed at his arm.

Whether it's the Thousand Chance Umbrella or the Tempered Gold Saber, they can all be regarded as magical weapons.

But these two magical weapons are now useless at all.

Even the tattered cassock on the man's body was not damaged any more.

Just as Wen Kai was about to speak, he opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Blood dripped directly onto the man's arm.

In an instant, there was a "cracking" sound on the back of the man's hand, as if something was burning the skin.

Looking down, a lot of black bubbles appeared on the man's arm.

Wen Kai didn't know how to describe what he saw at this moment.

He really felt that it was too strange and too mysterious.

Poker bottle is not idle either.

He wiped his palm with the black gold ancient knife again, and the black gold ancient knife with his blood slashed on the man's body.

In an instant, the man let out a very painful roar, and kicked Wen Kai and Poker Ping each.

Not surprisingly, the two were kicked away again.

As soon as the two of them landed, they immediately got up again.

He rushed towards the man again.

The agreed 10 minutes, then 10 minutes!

Wen Kai knew that he had to persevere, or else not only them, but also a group of people from the archaeological team would have to confess here.

Lin Zhihao was slapped in the face by the facts again, but he didn't feel anything. Anyway, this tomb is so evil. Instead, he looked over there worriedly, and asked Professor Jin: "Professor, why don't I bring two people over there to help, so Go down, something will happen to Mr. Wen."

Wen Kai heard his words and said loudly: "Don't come over, just stay over there!"

If they came, it would probably be the same as him.

In case he really confessed here, the archaeological team still needs someone else to protect them.

One of Gu Zi'en's arms is useless, and now there is only his left hand which he can't use well, which is no different from a disabled person.

The only ones who could protect them were Lin Zhihao and the youngsters in the archaeological team.

……

For the next six to seven minutes, Wen Kai and Poker Ping bounced back and forth between flying and running back.

As a fan of Wen Kai, Lu Xinming felt really sad when he saw this scene.

"Xiaozhou, how long will it take for you to recover? Wenda can't hold on for long."

"immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Xiaozhou said, "It's done!"

"boom!"

There was another loud bang.

Xu Xiaozhou hesitated holding the yellow talisman, and threw it towards Wen Kai: "Da Wen, catch it, use this!"

The yellow talisman shot in front of Wen Kai like a sharp arrow off the string.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Wen Kai caught it, took a deep breath, threw the quenched gold knife and the Thousand Chance Umbrella on the ground, and rushed towards the man again with the yellow talisman.

"Damn it, it's not you who dies this time, it's me who dies!"

While speaking, he had already come in front of the man.

The man showed a very unhappy expression.

After all, no one wants to be entangled by others.

What's more, it still can't be beaten away, it exists like a dog's skin plaster.

He slapped Wen Kai.

Wen Kai almost exhausted all his strength to dodge the palm.

Stretching out his hand towards the front again, the yellow talisman stuck to the man's forehead.

Just a second before he posted it, not even a second, the man raised his foot.

Although the yellow talisman had been pasted on it, Wen Kai still did not escape the fate of being kicked away.

"boom!"

Hitting the wall again, Wen Kai fell to the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with his last strength, he looked at the man.

His posture still maintains the weird appearance just now, but fortunately, he is no longer moving...