Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Tom stood by the door and saw the light coming from inside. He knew it was the chairman's fluorescent light. Transfiguration magic laid a carpet on the aisle, and then a huge fluorescent light comparable to the sun landed.

It was instantly as bright as day.

Zhang Haike opened his mouth and was about to criticize when he saw Tom bow slightly, motioning Zhang Qilin to go first.

How should I put it? The way of dealing with human relationships is a bit too soft! !

Forget it, don’t think too much about it, we are just out here to have fun anyway, Zhang Haike comforted himself, these are Zhang Qiyuan’s men, out of sight, out of mind.

Zhang Qilin felt Tom's flattery, but he remained unmoved, glanced at him lightly, and then was the first to step onto the red carpet.

Halfway through the walk, Zhang Qilin couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The red carpet under his feet, coupled with the dried corpse on the stone pillar next to him, everything was clean and sparkling.

It seemed as if only the sacrifices had been cleansed by the years.

This strange feeling of separation made Zhang Qilin couldn't help but think that they were worthy of being soldiers led by A Yuan!

Tom's big sun was hanging in the center of the sacrificial ceremony, while Zhang Qiyuan and Feng Baobao were sitting nearby playing chess. When they suddenly saw such a dazzling light, they couldn't help but close their eyes.

Zhang Qiyuan let his eyes adjust to the bright light, then pointed at Tom and said, "Do you want to be turned into bacon too? Huh?"

Tom carefully turned the incandescent lamp into a soft light, which can change into colorful tones after a period of time.

"Well, that's good." Zhang Qiyuan waved his hand, then continued playing Gobang, and said with a smug look on his face, "Five pieces connected in a line, bang bang bang bang, fireworks in the sky."

Five black chess pieces suddenly rose into the air and began to set off fireworks.

Tom quickly turned off the warm lights so that everyone could enjoy the fireworks together.

Zhang Qilin looked at the five symbols formed by the fireworks in the darkness: Zhang Qilin!!

No need to force it!!

It's really not necessary!!

He personally doesn't like exclamation marks!!!

After enjoying the fireworks, everyone began to explore the interior of the tomb. However, based on Zhang Qilin and Zhang Haike's understanding of Zhang Qiyuan, they were so uninterested. It seemed that there was nothing outstanding in this sacrificial hall.

Wang Kaixuan searched everywhere, crawling on the ground to check every corner. He got up and patted his trouser legs out of habit, although there was not a speck of dust.

He couldn't help but complain to Hu Bayi: "Old Hu, this is really a huge tomb?"

How come there is no oil or water at all?

Hu Bayi was also very puzzled. He was about to have a conversation with Brother Zhang, but before he had taken a few steps, he heard Xiaopang cry out, as if he had been tripped by something.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this thing? It hurts so much." Wang Kaixuan was about to kick back again.

The man with black glasses hurriedly stopped him: "Xiaopang, you have done a great job, this is a stone cover mechanism." And the man with black glasses couldn't stop muttering, he and the mute had just explored this area, but found nothing.

Wang Kaixuan’s mind was full of unexpected wealth, and he thought to himself, “Brother, I’m going to be rich today.”

Wang Kaixuan, Hu Bayi, Black Glasses and Edward lifted the lid together, and when they looked inside, they saw that there was another tomb chamber underneath.

This hall is just a cover.

Black Glasses tied the rope around his waist and gestured to Tom: "Brother, lend me some light!"

Lighting engineer Tom generously placed a ball of light on top of Black Glasses' head. This thing is much better than a searchlight, does not consume electricity, and can float around, making it very maneuverable.

The man with black glasses explored quickly. He pulled the rope and climbed up nimbly.

Hu Bayi gave it a hand and asked impatiently, "What's down there?"

After the man with black glasses stood firm, he answered, "A mural and a square coffin."

Wang Kaixuan perked up. If there is a coffin, then there must be burial objects! !

Zhang Qilin glanced at the man with black glasses vaguely. It was square. All coffins were square, so there was no need to describe it specifically. It seemed that there was something strange inside.

Zhang Haike had no intention of going down. He sat next to Zhang Qiyuan and watched them play chess. When he saw Black Glasses had finished exploring the way, he said to Zhang Qiyuan, who was immersed in Gobang, "Don't you want to go down and take a look?"

Zhang Qiyuan's black pieces landed on the chessboard with a clatter. He didn't even raise his head and said, "Just let those newbies go and play for a while. You and Xiaoguan and the others shouldn't interfere."

Zhang Haike sighed. He knew that Zhang Qiyuan wanted to test the durability of Hu Bayi and the others, but he glanced at Edward and said, "What about him? They are all mummies. I guess he is useless."

"Take a picture. Tom is the one providing the lighting for him. The cooperation is perfect." Zhang Qiyuan clapped his hands. The five pieces on the chessboard formed a line, and then fireworks started to explode in the tomb.

Zhang Haike thought with relief that Zhang Qiyuan was very sensible and did not directly blow a big hole in the roof of the tomb.

Then, split into three groups.

The first group was led by Yang Xueli, with Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan cooperating. Edward and Tom went down to take pictures of the chairman, and Ruan Feng squatted at the entrance to keep watch.

Another group, Zhang Qilin and Black Glasses, heard the sound of flowing water, which was quite loud, so they decided to go and check it out.

In the last wave, Zhang Qiyuan and Feng Baobao played Gobang, while Zhang Haike watched.

A quiet atmosphere slowly flowed through the hall filled with mummies.

Feng Baobao touched her stomach and cried out for hunger. Zhang Qiyuan started cooking, and the pot in which they sang love songs floated around the tomb.

The chessboard was put away and the small table was put up, and Zhang Qiyuan and Zhang Haike also had a meal.

Ruan Feng really wanted to eat it, but he tried to restrain himself and finally ate a small bowl.

Until he heard a noisy sound from below, a mixture of chaotic shouting and clattering sounds, Ruan Feng reached out curiously to take a look.

"Chairman, President, the smell inside is different from that outside." They taste different.

Zhang Qiyuan had just finished eating, wiped his mouth, stood up, walked over and squatted at the entrance. He keenly noticed that with his movements, some strange changes seemed to happen below.

Uh, I'm so sorry.

Zhang Qiyuan pricked up his ears curiously: "Shh, be quiet, let me listen." to see if there was anyone dead inside.

result--

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Suddenly, a scream pierced the tomb.

Zhang Qiyuan became even more curious. He stuck his head in and heard Tom yell, "RUN!!!"

Oh, the mother tongue is out.

It looks very exciting.

Turning his head away, Zhang Qiyuan watched Tom and other people pop out one after another, and then a little golden man rushed over like the wind in the darkness.

Zhang Qiyuan pressed the little golden man's forehead, his palm was sticky, but this did not hinder his excitement: "My dear little official, come and see, the little golden man is alive!"