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

"Fuck!"

"Fuck! It's a hand!"

"I fucking thought it was a hallucination!"

……

There are a lot of "fuck" on the barrage, Wen Kai can't care about it now, and puts all his attention on the outstretched hand.

"Come on! Let's use some strength together. Let's put the coffin lid aside first. Remember to handle it with care. Be careful with these thousands of years old things, otherwise you will destroy cultural relics!" Lin Zhihao said.

Everyone agreed.

Together, they raised the coffin lid a little more, and then moved sideways, shouting slogans.

Wen Kai's heart was about to jump into his throat right now.

Although he is a writer of tomb robbery novels, this is the first time he has seen such a situation.

Although he already has the same weapon as the protagonist of his novel, the Myriad Chance Umbrella.

But he still wasn't quite sure.

At the same time, the coffin lid has all left the top of the coffin.

In the next second, the sacrificial boy in the coffin jumped up from inside, and threw himself on the back of Lin Zhihao who was walking at the back.

The sacrificial boys here were not poisoned to death with ordinary things, but with mercury, and they would open a small opening on the top of the head and under the feet.

Pour mercury in from the top, and then let the mercury flow out from the bottom.

Of course, this action is also done when these children are still alive.

After the bleeding from the soles of the feet was not blood but mercury, they would first sprinkle cinnabar on the wounds on the head and feet, and then seal them with wax.

It can be said that the whole process can only be described in four words: cruel and inhumane.

And precisely because of the existence of cinnabar, the souls of these buried boys will not leave their bodies, that is to say, they will become zongzi in the mouth of tomb robbers.

These things are introduced by Wen Kai in the book.

Those who can watch his live broadcast should be die-hard fans. After all, whoever watches the live broadcast with nothing to do in the middle of the night is not really sick.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Kai still decided to help.

He propped up the vajra umbrella and blocked Lin Zhihao's back.

The latter sneered: "Hey, you're still wearing an umbrella..."

Before the last word could be said, a "bang" sounded from the other side of the umbrella.

Wen Kai's current strength is five times that of ordinary people, even so, his mouth is still numb.

When I lowered my head, I saw blood was already flowing out from the tiger's mouth...

"Damn it, did you see it just now? Wen Da's movements are too fast, it just passed by in a blink of an eye."

"Wen Da really can't explain it clearly now. The thing in his hand seems to be exactly the same as the protagonist in his book! How could someone have the same weapon as the protagonist? Unless..."

"It's not like a hammer! The protagonist is adapted from the prototype of Wenda!"

"Brothers, work harder, we will definitely send Wenda in today!"

……

Although Lin Zhihao and the others have visited the tomb several times, this is the first time they have seen such a situation.

For a moment, he froze in place.

"Bang bang bang", there were a few more crashes on the other side of the umbrella.

Wen Kai could no longer hold the Myriad Chance Umbrella with one hand, but fortunately, the camera in his hand could be put into the card slot on his body.

This is what Professor Jin told him after he left.

Putting the camera in, Wen Kai held the Myriad Chance Umbrella with both hands.

He turned back to Lin Zhihao and his group and said, "I'll push it back, you put the coffin lid back, do you understand?"

Those few people didn't answer, you looked at me, I looked at you, but they didn't make up their minds.

Seeing this, Wen Kai couldn't bear it anymore: "If you want to die, don't drag me!"

Throwing down these words, Wen Kai gritted his teeth, moved forward, and used the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella to press the buried boy who had popped out before.

The Myriad Manifestation Umbrella could almost cover the entire coffin, but the buried boy might have been cornered, and he was struggling desperately at this moment.

Even Wen Kai couldn't last long.

Wen Kai looked at Professor Jin.

Only then did the latter come to his senses, and said loudly to Lin Zhihao and the others: "Xiao Lin, you guys quickly put back the coffin lid."

The other people were also petrified, and they took the coffin lid back as Professor Jin told them.

When the coffin lid was pushed back, Wen Kai collapsed.

He forcefully closed the Myriad Manifestation Umbrella, walked to the side and sat down against the wall.

It's okay, it's the same as what he wrote in his novel, and of course he knows how to use it when he writes it himself.

"Is Wenda okay? Why doesn't the camera move?"

"Damn it, Wen Da panting is so sexy."

"The one in front, you can stain it, cleansing powder, do you want it?"

"No, no, I'm just exaggerating Wenda, that's all."

Wen Kai looked at the bullet screen and smiled, and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I'm fine! This thing was passed down by my ancestors, and it's the first time I use it, but it's okay, it's similar to what was written in my novel."

On the bullet screen is another group of hahaha, haha ​​party.

Wen Kai couldn't care less about what to say.

At this time, Professor Jin walked to Wen Kai's side with a troubled expression on his face, and asked, "Little Wen, what's going on?"

"The buried boys are not only poisoned to death, but also sealed with mercury. I think Professor Jin has heard of it before!"

"A professor like you doesn't know this?"

"Hey, now that archeology is over, it's better to let Wenda become a professor!"

"Hey, I'm the only one wondering, does the iron triangle in the original book really exist?"

"Don't be curious, it's impossible for Wenda to tell, unless he wants to send himself in."

……

After Wen Kai finished reading the barrage, Professor Jin still had no intention of speaking.

"Professor Jin, your people seem to be very hostile to me."

"Sorry, Mr. Wen, this time I still want to thank you for saving my students."

"I don't know much about this place. I can only say that I have written so many tomb robbery novels. I can probably know where there must be a mechanism. My reminder, I hope you can take it to heart."

With the previous episode, no one dared not to take Wen Kai's words to heart at this time.

Xu Xiaozhou looked at Wen Kai's side, and then said to Lin Zhihao, "You didn't notice that the big boy who was buried alive came back to life? In the end, Wen Kai, an outsider, had to come forward to save you. I didn't like her in the first place. "

Lin Zhihao shook his head helplessly.

It's not that he didn't look, but that he didn't think in that direction at all.

The kind of thing that seemed to happen in dreams, movies and TV shows, he never thought that it would really happen to him.

But this Wen Kai, he was so far away just now, how did he come here?

"What's wrong with your face?" Xu Xiaozhou suddenly yelled.

Lin Zhihao looked at his palm, and took out a small mirror to look at his face.

His palm has turned blue-black, and there is also a blue-black palm print on his face, which looks a little funny...

"Fuck, I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh, but I can't help it..."

"Hahaha, that's right, this Lin Zhihao looks like a man, but I didn't expect him to carry a mirror with him."

"What? Don't you allow tough guys to love beauty?"

"Hahahaha... I'm laughing!"

……

Wen Kai didn't have much interest in watching the barrage right now.

He said loudly in the direction of Lin Zhihao and the others: "Hurry up and wash it with clean water, it will get into the skin after a long time, then you will be useless for the rest of your life!"

Lin Zhihao and the people who had just carried the coffin took clear water and washed their palms, and the black and blue color disappeared. The strange thing is that the water that came down was also clean...