Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

The dodging black shadow made Fang Qiong shrink back, and everyone else took out their pistols and pointed at the door. The guy on the outermost side turned his head and saw that his face was pale with fright. When Feng leaned to the door, the strange The black shadow rushed out of the door with a whoosh, but there was no one there.

"What's that?" Liu Ran asked the guy with a sullen face.

The man shook his chin and shook his head. He said two words but no one could understand what it was, and Feng Qing naturally didn't care about this person. Seeing the black shadow running away, he put away his pistol and walked back to Fang Qiong , Fang Qiong was wondering if Zongzi could use a gun?

Sure enough, he is even more outdated than Zongzi, he doesn't know how to use anything.

The black shadow ran fast, and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They returned their attention to the top of the coffin. Since it was well preserved, the dust on it was not very thick, and Fang Qiong's horse crown was confiscated. When he got to Feng Zongzi's backpack, he wondered if Feng Zongzi wanted to steal the good things he got, so Fang Qiong stared at Feng Qing's black backpack with fiery eyes.

"There's nothing to eat inside." Feng Qing said without looking back, "You just ate.

Fang Qiong thought to herself, there are eyes on the back of Feng Zongzi?

So he turned his head aside embarrassingly, does he look like such a food-loving person, obviously he didn't think about food.

Liu Ran is a very strong woman. Seeing Boss Huang and Ye Jiawen walking around the coffin, he also asked his subordinates to study together. It is difficult for Boss Huang not to notice this kind of strong eyes. The coffin was upturned, and the tools they brought were absolutely sufficient.

Boss Huang and Liu Ran sent representatives to open the coffin. Before they opened the coffin, those people knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Next, they used the tools they brought to lift up the wooden nails of the coffin, and the outer coffin was lifted one by one. When the last piece of the coffin was lifted, all the people present looked at the golden nanmu inside with surprised eyes. coffin.

This coffin is brand new as if it had just been buried. There is no inscription related to the owner of the tomb on the outside, and there is no inscription on the coffin that has not rotted for a thousand years. Fang Qiong looked at his second uncle and the others, his eyes were straightened, and his saliva almost flowed out.

Near, near, they will see the funerary objects inside, and they will make a fortune.

Among the many people, Fang Qiong, who is a little naive, has no rich expressions. Feng Qing frowned as if thinking about something, and Ye Jiawen, who always liked to coax Fang Qiong into selling his horse crown, also seemed to have something to say. Thinking about it, other people showed greed, Fang Qiong sighed psychologically, to be honest, he also wanted to see those funerary objects, but he couldn't do it if he really wanted to take them out, he felt a sense of guilt for taking other people's property.

They couldn't take the golden nanmu out, only the inner coffin that they pinned their hopes on the stone platform.

Perhaps sensing that the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, Fang Qiong pressed her small body to Feng Qing's side. The latter did not avoid him, and walked towards the door with Fang Qiong in her arms. Everyone was focusing on opening the coffin. At that time, Fang Qiong secretly pointed to the top of the tomb, Feng Qing shook his head, and then pulled him to knock on the wall.

Fang Qiong put his ears on it and found that the wall was actually hollow, which meant that there was still a tomb inside.

Ye Jiawen over there saw Feng Qing and Fang Qiong knocking on the wall, so his stern face suddenly burst into laughter. Fang Qiong glanced at him secretly, and wanted to come and grab the unique horse he picked up. As for the crown, Fang Qiong hummed twice, and Feng Qing patted him on the head.

While the two of them were interacting, Ye Jiawen had quietly moved to their side and asked them in a low voice, "Any new discoveries? Can I participate?"

After thinking about it, he felt that he might not be able to get the big pie among many people, so he would rather come out to find trouble by himself. Fang Qiong thought to himself, isn't Ye Jiawen from Boss Huang's side?It doesn't look like it at all, but he prefers to join Fang Qiong's side.

Fang Qiong shrank half of her body into Feng Qing's arms, then looked up at Ye Jiawen, and said to Ye Jiawen with a cold face, "You, chisel the wall."

Unexpectedly, Ye Jiawen, who was about to be devastated when he came here, had a froze smile on his face. He brushed the hair that fell on his forehead, pretending to be calm and calm, and said, "It's not difficult."

Feeling the chill in Feng Qing's arms, the black line on Fang Qiong's forehead suddenly increased. These two people are not very reliable. How can this wall be cut open with bare hands? Use common sense to infer, because when Fang Qiong was thinking about them, the wall behind him was kicked away by Ye Jiawen.

The crackling stone powder fell to the ground, and the other people who were waiting for the opening of the coffin and the artifact all turned their eyes to them. However, the two didn't care about them, and Fang Qiong didn't have time to continue looking at the expressions on their faces. Feng Qing has followed him directly to go inside.

For the second uncle, Fang Qiong has no feeling at all. He only has eyes for those bright weapons that are about to be seen in the world. Feng Zongzi is more reliable. Just now someone said that Feng Zongzi is unreliable, no, no, that person definitely not him.

Ye Jiawen took a flashlight to shine inside, and then he stood there in a daze, Feng Qing kicked him aside without hesitation, Ye Jiawen was not angry, just rubbed the butt that was kicked, Then he muttered something.

Fang Qiong hugged Feng Qing's hand tightly, then grinned a little at the corner of his mouth, he felt that Feng Qing's kick was too weak.

"I heard the sound of running water." Fang Qiong said in his own unique child's voice.

Feng Qing nodded in agreement: "En."

Then Fang Qiong continued: "I smell a strong smell of blood."

Feng Qing continued to nod: "En."

Ye Jiawen, who was still rubbing his buttocks, looked at them and said, "Isn't that obvious, little brother."

Then, Fang Qiong looked up at Feng Qing, who killed Ye Jiawen with the eye knife. Ye Jiawen, who was shot by the eye knife, wisely changed rubbing his butt to rubbing his nose, and said embarrassingly, "Hey, pretend I didn't say it."

They looked up and down the tomb, and the disgusting smell of blood became stronger as they approached. Fang Qiong held Feng Qing's big cool hand with one hand, and covered his nose with the other. Feng Qing threw his flashlight long ago. Into his black backpack, Fang Qiong was wondering where he put the bronze sword he used just now.

Ye Jiawen found the oil lamps hanging on the walls and lit them with a lighter. It seems that this tomb is many times better than the one outside. At least the oil lamps are used here, and candles are used outside. It may be a cover, but the inside may be the real main tomb.

Fang Qiong thought to himself: "Forget how many floors this tomb has, they have reached the third floor now."

This is different from the structure of the tomb he knew in the past. Why is the ear chamber next to the chariot and horse pit? In other words, what they saw was not the ear chamber at all, but was used as a bait to protect the main tomb. This setting was made only if the grave robbers did not steal treasures?

But what about those black soils?Are you really raising corpses?

Fang Qiong was confused by himself.

All the oil lamps were lit, and the tomb was brightly lit.

In front of them is a large floor-to-ceiling colored carved screen. In front of the screen is a stone table surrounded by four stone benches. Fang Qiong can't help but think that this is a mysterious place where some foreign masters practice martial arts?

The texture of the colorful carved screen is hard, as if it has just been painted with paint. It is carved with four lifelike colored paintings. Fang Qiong took Feng Qing's hand and walked to the first picture. It was carved with a group of people kneeling on the ground, Kneeling towards a certain place, there is a sun in the place where they kneel, it seems to be the east of the sunrise, but standing in front of them is a man with their backs, this man is slender, but unfortunately he can't see it His face, did the sculptor intentionally not carve his face out?

But it is conceivable that this sacrifice is actually very grand, there are not five hundred or three hundred people prostrating on the ground, a dense crowd.

Next is the second painting, which is engraved with many workers carrying hoes, knives, and other tools towards a certain mountain, standing beside them are soldiers holding long whips, and looking up, at the foot of the mountain It seems that there is only one person standing, only the man from the back, the only information that can be understood from this painting is that they are really going to dig a wall and open a tomb?It's really incredible. There are no paintings or text descriptions on how to cut these walls.

Then look at the third picture, at this time Fang Qiong heard Ye Jiawen gasping from behind the screen, Feng Qing pulled Fang Qiong around the screen, he only had time to roughly glance at the two pictures behind, there was no depth Thinking, after seeing the scene behind the screen, Fang Qiong was really shocked this time, and even forgot to cover her nose.

quite splendid!

very disgusting!

Shocked!

Fang Qiong can only use these nine words to describe.

This is a bathtub used by the ancients, but there is a living corpse inside. This living person has long black hair scattered on the edge of the bathtub, his eyes are half-drooped, his eyelashes seem to be trembling slightly, and his bare arms The face showed his strong muscles, and the color of his face was still ruddy. However, the tub he soaked in was not ordinary water, but raw blood water that was so red and purple. The bamboo tube penetrated into the tub, and there was an opening less than five centimeters away from the edge of the tub. This was where the blood flowed. Could it be that the blood flowed continuously like a spring?

None of the three of them made a sound. Ye Jiawen looked at this body and didn't know how to blink. This man was so handsome that he was suffocating, but he sat motionless in the blood, which meant that he was an ancient man. And for thousands of years, he has survived for thousands of years by relying on this active blood?

It's really amazing, this is a wet corpse, right?

But compared to their Ye Jiawen, Fang Qiong was surprised for a while and then didn't respond. His little bun face was paralyzed again. If you were holding a thousand-year-old rice dumpling in your left hand, you would be as calm as him. This person has not yet Feng Zongzi is fair, not as good-looking as him.

They were trying to figure out how to explain all of this, but it was a mystery, difficult to solve.

But what Fang Qiong thought of was that this is indeed a corpse raising place, no, it should be a corpse raising cave.

Suddenly, they heard screams mixed with gunfire from outside.

Ye Jiawen immediately pulled out the pistol from his waist and walked outside, Feng Qing also pulled Fang Qiong to go outside, at this moment, the appearance of a person suddenly appeared in his mind, very similar to the person in front of him.

At the same time, he heard Feng Zongzi say coldly: "The corpse has changed."

Before leaving, Fang Qiong seemed to find the man in the tub smiling wryly.

……

Must be an illusion.