Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

The stunned look of the crowd was not because Fang Qiong's words were shocking, but because the black-painted wet corpse was really amazing. It was so wet that it was like a corpse just after being buried, but it was a blackened skeleton. It can be seen from the mouth that the owner of the tomb died unexpectedly. How to guess his identity can only be seen from the clothes on his body.

However, the corpses left with only black bones were really shocking, and the clothes on them were almost ignored by them, but they came here for the purpose of profit and selfishness, and there were very few people who were selfless, and perhaps they could not find one.

After recovering from the shock, Professor Pan and Professor Li were so excited that they hugged and wept without excitement. What did they find? They found the only wet corpse in black paint in the world, and their students were also two Looking at each other, waiting for the professors to speak, now that there is no gun pointing at them, they will naturally speak more generously, unlike before.

Feng Qing and Ye Jiawen, the heroes who opened the coffin, were naturally not overlooked. Among them, Fang Qiong also made contributions. Professor Pan, Professor Li and others also realized that Fang Qiong is not an easy child. If he makes a move, it will definitely bring benefits to them. This child is their mascot, who can be met but not sought after.

If Fang Qiong knew that he was regarded as a mascot by Professor Pan and Professor Li, he might look coldly at them, but he didn't know that, if he knew, he must find a way to stay away from them. Although his eyes were too hot, Fang Qiong still chose to ignore them. Well, he did have credit for opening the coffin, but Feng Dump had the upper hand and covered up his credit.

In fact, Fang Qiong was very depressed. Why did he become the key again? He even needed his help to open the coffin. Covering the faintly visible groove, after thinking about it, it turned out that Sun Quantian dared to snatch Fang Qiong from Feng Qing's hand, so they couldn't open the coffin lid. Now that it is opened, he can retire with success.

The matter is far from ending so quickly, Fang Qiong thought too much, and he will be entrusted with important tasks by Feng Qing.

Fang Qiong's eyes turned to the wet corpse, the bones were black, presumably the person died of poison, but what kind of poison can make the bones so black, could it be that the tomb owner was soaked in the poison after death?

The wet corpse was well preserved, except for a broken rib on the left chest.

Who among the great leaders who were able to build the underground palace in the Western Han Dynasty can match the identity of the owner of the tomb may need to be found out from the classics, but Fang Qiong, an archaeological expert such as Professor Pan and Professor Li, who was present at the scene, should be able to answer the questions.

All the people surrounded the main coffin, which proves the fact that Chinese people like to be onlookers.

The people at this time were helpless. The wet corpse they saw was not far from what Fang Qiong imagined. The owner of the tomb was indeed soaked in venom. After thousands of years, the venom still exudes a strong medicinal smell. As for the ingredients in it Fang Qiong couldn't explain it. It seemed that the owner of the tomb wanted to preserve his body, but he didn't expect that there were only bones left in the end.

Another fact is why the owner of the tomb suddenly sat up after the coffin lid was opened, which not only puzzled everyone, but also puzzled Fang Qiong.

However, some students were not ashamed to ask: "Professor, how could the corpse sit up by itself?"

They all have a tacit understanding not to bring the topic to the bones, which is a mysterious temptation that can easily lead people to the road of crime.

Professor Pan stroked the stubble-grown chin: "Probably there is some mechanism under the corpse."

Hearing what Professor Pan said, some people began to move around, wanting to go up to see what kind of mechanism was under the corpse, but with the lessons learned from the past, no one dared to do anything. Fang Qiong looked at Wen Shao's gloves, and felt that those gloves had something different , but he was small, no one noticed that he was focusing on Wen Shao's white gloves.

However, it was Wen Shao himself who noticed that Fang Qiong's eyes were on him all the time, and then he glanced at Fang Qiong, and put his hands on his chest calmly, Fang Qiong touched his nose, he wanted to know what those gloves were about Useful, will it be invulnerable to all poisons?

"Young Master Wen, what do you think?" Sun Quantian and the others had clear goals. He had his own ideas, but before implementing them, he still had to ask Young Master Wen. After all, he belonged to Young Master Wen.

Wen Shao has his aura. People like Sun Quantian must have his extraordinary charisma to follow him. He moved his lips and said: "Quwu."

Sun Quantian had long taken a fancy to the valuable suit worn by the owner of the tomb. It remains to be seen what it is composed of. It, under Young Master Wen's order, he facilitated the others to discuss how to get it, and they began to rummage through their bags to find equipment that could resist the venom.

This side began to prepare for the harvest, and the literati over there became nervous. Should they watch the other party take national treasures instead of stopping them, or take a share of them, because if they stop them, they can't beat the bandits, and if they don't stop them, the treasures may flow abroad.

"Professor Zhong?" Professor Pan didn't know Feng Qing's real name. He only knew that when Chen Mo introduced him, he said that his surname was Zhong. He was a professor at a certain university. He could see Feng Qing's extraordinary skills, but it was inconvenient to know whether he was a real professor.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing seemed to be studying how to get what he wanted, and might not have heard the conversation between Young Master Wen and Sun Quantian.

Professor Pan, who had no other choice, wanted to ask Feng Qing for help. He didn't want to be sold by this villain, Sun Quantian, so he reminded Feng Qing and their purpose of coming here: "Before we came here, we agreed to do archaeology, but now we can't help it." , you can do something."

Feng Qing understood what he meant and didn't want to help, but he nodded and looked at Young Master Wen: "How is it?"

How could Young Master Wen, who was acting leisurely, not know what Feng Qing meant? Young Master Wen still had reservations about Feng Qing. He didn't know the details of Feng Qing, so he nodded slightly and said, "One person is half."

The conversation he had with Feng Qing was to completely exclude the archaeologists, but to bring them back to Feng Qing. How to divide the items is his own method. This is the business of Sun Quantian's Professor Pan and others, and Feng Qing doesn't care.

After their conversation, it means that the matter is a foregone conclusion, each side has half, there is no distinction between good and bad. After all, some students in the archaeological team have already acted as scapegoats. There were too many treasures to count. Although they were under the venom, the slightly exposed treasures made them feel joyful and overly excited.

What follows is a very tacit division of labor and cooperation.

They used objects to detect the type of venom. It is not known whether it is poison or good medicine, but everyone's first impression of the tomb owner is that the black liquid is within the range of venom.

Everyone does their own work, and now it's up to whoever clears the black liquid first, and whoever is quickest will get the best treasure first.

Neither Feng Qing nor Ye Jiawen participated in it, and Fang Qiong was too young to be compatible, so he had to watch the excited crowd bustle. However, after a while, Ye Jiawen also participated in it, because Professor Li He felt that Ye Jia's literary knowledge was higher than that of his students, but he didn't dare to call Feng Qing.

In a calm manner, Feng Qing held Fang Qiong and stood aside to watch them fiddle, pinching Fang Qiong's small shoulders from time to time, watching them run back and forth.

However, it was the archaeological team who made the final conclusion and found the answer. They conservatively estimated that the black liquid was neither poison nor corrosive. Professor Pan wanted to find a white mouse to try the poison. Although there is no white mouse here , but he cleverly took a sample from the coffin with a glass bottle of Qingrejiedu pills.

Fang Qiong saw that Professor Pan's joy was very motivating to his students, and the real owner of the tomb sat there staring at them without feeling it, probably because he had seen too many dead bones, and it didn't matter after a long time.

In a moment of excitement, Professor Pan expressed his conclusion: "It's not venom!"

Sun Quantian is a treacherous villain. After hearing this, he immediately asked someone to reach into the coffin to find a weapon. Professor Pan was almost pissed off by his behavior. He pointed at Sun Tianquan angrily and said, "You despicable villain!"

Sun Quantian was not angry but smiled and said: "Professor Pan, do you want me to point a gun at your head and tell me the ingredients here?"

Professor Pan, who finally understood the meaning of Wen Shao's words about one person and half, was so angry that he almost wanted to rush up and knock out Sun Quantian's teeth. It wasn't that Wen Shao's behavior was contemptible, but that they hadn't made it clear before that they couldn't use each other.

As for Feng Qing who was standing aside, he didn't care about the development of the situation, he just looked at Sun Quantian coldly, and then looked away, the smile on Sun Quantian's face that was glanced by Feng Qing was no longer so embarrassing, and made Wen Shao give in. However, at this moment, he did not dare to offend Feng Qing, after all, he was the one who opened the coffin lid.

However, the person who spoke at this time was not Feng Qing, but Ye Jiawen. He smiled faintly and said, "Are you sure you want to strike first, are you afraid that your hands will be useless?"

Those two people looked at Sun Quantian and were about to strike, but they retracted their hands. They could have used pliers or other things instead of hands, but the higher the integrity of the treasure, the higher the selling price, and they didn't want to use it. Hands, they hesitated when they heard Ye Jiawen ask this question, Sun Quantian's old face became more and more ugly, first it was the low-key Feng Qing, and now it was the smiling Ye Jiawen, obviously a college student, who actually scared his subordinates back.

The archaeologists snickered to themselves, it seems that Sun Quantian and his gang are also greedy for life and afraid of death.

Fang Qiong, who was a bystander, applauded Ye Jiawen in his heart. He felt that this kind of undercurrent was quite amusing, and it added a lot of fun to the tomb robbery. However, his dream was soon shattered because Feng Qing pulled Ye Jiawen away after Ye Jiawen spoke. He went to the coffin.

Feeling that her nightmare was about to come, Fang Qiong glanced at the entire dark tomb owner, her heart was trembling, her heart was trembling non-stop, she didn't want to be so scary.

Feng Qing whispered to Fang Qiong, "Non-toxic, harmless, beneficial to the body."

Then other people have all kinds of expressions.

This pitch-black liquid is actually beneficial to the body, and what kind of medicinal material it is made of, everyone is puzzled.

Fang Qiong knew that he couldn't hide, so he started to roll up his sleeves with a heart of death. The winter clothes were thicker, and his thin arms were revealed after working hard for a while.

"Which one do you want?" Fang Qiong rubbed her arms, feeling a little cold.

"Three golden knives the size of gold leaves are on that man's left wrist." Feng Qing looked into Fang Qiong's dark eyes and said, with a much softer expression.

Fang Qiong's face suddenly turned livid, what, what, what is it called on the man's wrist, that is to say, is the small golden knife hanging on the tomb owner's wrist? Skeleton, feeling cold all over.

Can you not do such a difficult move, he doesn't want to alarm the tomb owner!

However, before it was Fang Qiong's turn to refuse, with a click, Ye Jiawen had already lifted the left arm of the owner of the tomb. As expected, there were three small golden knives hanging from the hand bones under the empty jade clothes. They were well preserved, as if they had just been forged. The new thing is very bright and dazzling, and everyone's eyes are focused on it, and they never leave.

With Ye Jiawen's help, Fang Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't have to touch the tomb owner's hand under the black liquid. He reached out tremblingly to get the little golden knife in front of him.

When Fang Qiong touched the cold golden knife, Fang Qiong thought he could tear them off directly, but unexpectedly they were strung together with silk thread. Fang Qiong failed to tear off the small golden knife. Fang Qiong held the small golden knife, turned her head and asked Feng Qing How to untie it.

Everyone watched Fang Qiong pick up the things and did not dare to move, but unexpectedly, when Feng Qing turned his head and asked the students beside him for scissors, Fang Qiong was pulled by his wrist by a strong force, and Ye Jiawen, who had let down his vigilance, was caught by a group of people. A black hand clutched his neck tightly.

Fang Qiong half body and half lying on the edge of the coffin, and then his strength quickly took away from the side of the coffin, the small golden knife in his hand had no idea which direction it was in, and everyone was dumbfounded by the changes in front of them.

Feng Qing, whose face turned pale, tightly grasped the scissors he had just received.

Even weirder things happened.

The owner of the tomb in jade clothes threw away Ye Jiawen, whose face was purple from being pinched. He grabbed Fang Qiong's clothes and sat on the coffin to stand up, making an ugly sound, but he spoke.

"Thank you for sending this child here." The mechanical voice was unpleasant.

Everyone has to bear the sound of bones rubbing up and down.

Fang Qiong, who was confused by the sudden situation, found out in a daze that he had been kidnapped by the owner of the tomb. At the same time, he also got a hint from Ye Jiawen that all he could do now was to save himself.

Feng Qing's only weakness is that she cannot touch the owner of the tomb.

Fang Qiong was dumbfounded when the incident happened suddenly.

How can he fight zongzi? It's still a skeleton zongzi that suddenly resurrected!

Moreover, the smell of medicine on the owner of the tomb almost smoked Fang Qiong to death...

How to do?