Speaking of Archeology, Your Kowloon Coffin Tattoo Has Been Exposed

It was as if a pair of invisible big hands had scratched his heart.

Chu Jian and Ye Yixin leaned on Chen Jiuren's shoulders together: "Professor Chen, don't be too sad, we are still here."

The sound of the system reminded Huo Jilin again.

[Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for breaking through 50.00% progress in the first round. Nezha's tattoo has reached the third level and can summon the entity Nezha. Please continue to work hard for the host. When the progress reaches [-]%, the host will randomly activate the tattoo]

With the experience of Yinglong before, this time Nezha did not surprise Huo Jilin.

Focused on the remaining 50.00%.

I remember the TV series I watched before, there are not so many bosses.

However, at least there is hope.

Chapter 38

Huo Jilin was quite looking forward to who was suppressed in the coffin.

Xue Li Yang's expression was a little dazed, and Chen Jiuren's cries seemed to hit her heart with heavy punches.

She felt that all those who died were killed by her.

She began to wonder if her decision was the right one.

Probably the only correct decision was to invite Huo Jilin.

Xue Li Yang pulled Huo Jilin aside, her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Mr. Huo, do I do the right thing?"

Huo Jilin knew that Xue Li Yang was retreating.

It doesn't matter who backs down.

Anyway, you can break through this ancient tomb by yourself.

"Miss Shirley Yang, you are a businessman, do you know what is the most taboo in doing business?"

Xue Li Yang looked at Huo Jilin with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Is it money?"

Huo Jilin shook his head:

"It's indecision."

"Since you have decided to find out the secrets of the ancient city, it proves that you are ready to face all crises."

"You're about to succeed now, but you're starting to doubt yourself?"

After listening to Huo Jilin's words, the sadness in Xue Li Yang's eyes dissipated a lot.

"I guess it's impossible for Mr. Huo to be just an ordinary businessman."

Xue Li Yang looked into Huo Jilin's eyes and seemed to want to see something from it.

But although Huo Jilin's eyes were deep, he couldn't see any ups and downs.

Mysterious and noble.

"If I say, I want to know Mr. Huo's secret, will Mr. Huo tell me?"

Although she probably had the answer in her heart, Xue Li Yang couldn't help but ask.

Huo Jilin smiled slightly.

"If you can tell others, what kind of secret is that?"

Apart from being a traveler with golden fingers, Huo Jilin really has no secrets.

Xue Li Yang thought about it for a while, but still said the suspicion in her heart.

"I heard that there is a big family of tomb robbers, surnamed Zhang."

"In their clan, they are identified by tattoos, and all of them have unique skills."

"I saw the tattoo on your body when I met the ant colony in the desert."

"Are you also from such a big family? You are also a tomb robber? That's why you are so familiar?"

Huo Jilin was very helpless.

I can't say that I have a god-level tattoo system.

"No, please, Miss Xue Li Yang, stop guessing my identity. We all meet by chance, why bother."

Shirley Yang sighed.

"I feel guilty."

Huo Jilin asked casually, "What guilt?"

"My purpose for bringing everyone here is not what I said."

Huo Jilin smiled and snorted.

"I know that your father is not dead, and the study of Jingjue Ancient City is not because of love."

"It's because you are a descendant of the Zagrama people that you came to this ancient city in order to lift the curse."

"However, don't blame me for not reminding you that lifting the curse is a long way to go, and it's not something a mere ancient city can do."

Xue Li Yang was taken aback, showing an unbelievable look, looking strangely at Huo Jilin with a light-hearted face.

"how do you know?"

Shirley Yang felt uncomfortable all over.

She was so curious about what kind of person Huo Jilin was.

"Don't worry, I've never mentioned this secret before, and I won't in the future."

Shirley Yang hummed.

"Adjust your mentality, maybe you will encounter something else later."

On the other side, Hu Bayi has persuaded Chen Jiuren to continue with them.

Behind this tomb gate is a very small cave.

Huo Jilin looked around, there was no tomb door inside.

There were only two dead bones sitting upright, draped in robes.

After several people entered the cave together, the cave actually shook.

"Damn it! No way! There's an earthquake!"

Wang Kaixuan cursed while avoiding the falling stone.

A boulder hit Wang Kaixuan on the shoulder, Huo Jilin saw this and immediately dragged Wang Kaixuan to the corner.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Wang Kaixuan was in severe pain and kept shouting.

When the tremor stopped, Chu Jian sat sluggishly in the corner, his eyes blank.

Ye Yixin fell into a coma without knowing where she was smashed.

"Master Huo, Lao Hu, are we dead or alive?"

Wang Kaixuan asked, confused by the pain.

"I see, it's almost dead and alive, even if it's temporarily alive."

Hu Bayi said angrily.

Huo Jilin squatted down and looked at Wang Kaixuan's arm.

"It's not a big deal, it's just dislocated. Just bear with it, and I'll pick it up for you."

When Wang Kaixuan heard it, he wanted to pick up his arm.He immediately shook his head.

"Farewell, goodbye, I'm most afraid of pain, it hurts too much to pick up my arm!"

Huo Jilin pointed to the two mummified corpses sitting upright.

"Fatty, look, the corpse is moving."

Wang Kaixuan immediately turned to look at the place where the body was.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Wang Kaixuan let out a scream like killing a pig.

Huo Jilin shook Wang Kaixuan's arm: "Well, that's it."

The door that had just entered the tomb was blocked by a falling stone, and it took a lot of effort to get out.

"Hey hey hey."

"Hey hey hey."

"Hey hey hey."

Chu Jian let out several giggles.

Several people looked at Chu Jian together.

Chu Jian's hala fell to the ground along the corner of his mouth, looking like a fool.

Seeing Chu Jian like this, Chen Jiuren couldn't help crying again.

"I'm sorry students! It's all my fault!"

"If I hadn't insisted on researching some kind of exquisite culture, patriotism would not die, Xiao Sa would not die, and Xiao Chu would not have become what it is now."

"I have no face to go back!"

Speaking of excitement, Chen Jiuren even slapped himself twice.

The blood that was finally stopped was flowing again and again.