Talk about fake tomb robbers, what's the matter with your unicorn tattoo

"Those zongzi are different from the ones I have encountered before, the black donkey's hooves are not enough..."

1980. 6, 24

"What do I see? A woman? Why is there a woman here, but she's really beautiful

1980. 6, 25

"Looking through the diary I wrote a few days ago, I think I have hallucinations, and those are not real..."

"I think Captain Peng was controlled by something. He even said he was going to Kunlun Mountain. How is it possible? We can't get there..."

"Damn it, they all believed that thing, especially those two crooked people, they are really crazy..."

Once here, there is no specific date.

Not so much a note.

It's better to say it's your own soliloquy.

"Smith is dead, this guy, why are you resisting..."

"I still want to see that woman again. She said what kind of race she is from, the Ming clan, or the ghost clan. I remember a hole word, and I found that my memory is also wrong..."

"Captain Peng has a problem. I have suspected that he can make that green dragon obey.

"My God, it's Temujin..."

The diary ends here.

It seems to be revealed.

In fact, it's still a chicken feather.

"What happened between the 17th and the 119th."

Zhang Wei saw the unusual appearance of the diary at a glance.

Obviously, during these three days, something unknown must have happened.

But unfortunately, there is no record.

It was Tufuzi who wrote the diary and didn't record it.

After going out to find water, the people who come back just don't have him..."

Or was it torn off?

unknown.

Now the Tufuzi is dead.

The only one who knows the truth is that there are two of them.

Captain Peng.

That crooked country expert named Charlie.

of course.

There is one more thing.

The station that sent out the distress signal!

perhaps.

Find that station, and you'll find these two men.

But after wandering around the altar for a long time, he found nothing.

And there is no other way to go anywhere else here.

road.

It seems that this is the end of it.

"statue?!"

Zhang Pai walked to the huge statue.

If there is any mechanism.

It should be right here.

Usually at times like this...

"that whoever."

Zhang Pai waved, signaling for Bing Bing, who was still looking around, to come over.

Bingbing: "..."

Familiar netizens in the live broadcast room all know it.

It's time to specialize in art.

It was silent for many days.

The little master who touches the mechanism is going to perform real skills again!

"Come on Bingbing, you can do it!"

"My wife is awesome!"

"Bingbing, you don't want the title of fat head fish to follow you for the rest of your life, it's time to recreate your character design!

At this time, the live broadcast room is the most lively.

They all hope to see a miracle appear.

In the end, Bingbing bit the bullet and walked up to the altar.

But the statue is so big, it's a bit difficult to start with.

Seeing Bingbing so hesitant.

A card was pushed gently on her back.

Damn!

Bingbing was caught off guard and rushed towards the statue.

Unbiased, he touched the totem decoration under the horse's neck.

Click!

The familiar organ sound sounded.

Of course, this totem can be moved.

Professor Chen:

Touching Captain Jin's bar: "..."

At once.

Can it be that hasty? !

"Fuck! This is a horse-riding god! I will be in a hurry with anyone who calls Bingbing Fathead Fish from now on, this is obviously Fathead Koi!"

"Nice approval, Lu Ban will give you wave 666 in the next life!"

"Organ: I feel insulted!"

in fact.

Bingbing was also confused.

If the first time was a coincidence, the second time was an accident.

Now it happens one after another, every time.

How to explain? !

Accompanied by the rumble of the organs.

The gigantic sculpture began to move backwards.

Simultaneously.

A dark space at the bottom was exposed.

But this is not a channel.

Instead, a sarcophagus!

click.

When the sculpture moves backwards and stops.

The sarcophagus hidden under the altar also slowly rose up.

rustle

Just then.

The long-lost SOS radio station that had been looking for it for a long time sounded again.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? We are the Longguo archaeological team, we heard the call for help, please..."

"Old Peng, don't believe what it says, that guy is not human..."

"Charlie, what do you want..."

"Master Zhang, hurry up, these guys are coming out, we must stop them..."

"Temujin can't be resurrected!!!"

Snapped!

This time.

It's not that the signal was pinched.

It's more like the radio station that sent the signal was smashed by something.

Gollum.

Bing Bingxue's neck made a swallowing motion, and then couldn't help but backed up a few steps, and finally ran behind Zhang Wei quickly.

because.

This time the sound.

Not from the radio.

but from.

In this huge sarcophagus!

Not to mention Bingbing was overwhelmed by fright.

During the live broadcast, the netizens were all dumbfounded.

What is in this sarcophagus? !

It's too lively!

Ah.

Zhang Wei walked to the sarcophagus and tapped lightly.

But no more movement.

However, the sarcophagus does not know what material it is made of.

Zhang Wei found that he couldn't hear the mystery in his technique of listening to thunder and debating dragons.

this time.

Still want to know what's inside.

We can only open the coffin.

Open the coffin? !

When Professor Chen heard this suggestion, he was of course taken aback.

Of course he thought about opening the coffin.