Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

A creepy feeling spread throughout Fang Qiong's body.

Why does he always encounter such bizarre things, the dead people turn into corpses so quickly, what kind of tomb is this, Fang Qiong's hand holding the flashlight is trembling, the yellow guy is walking slowly, not fast, but He approached Fang Qiong step by step.

Suddenly, someone hugged Fang Qiong's waist from behind, and picked him up with one hand. Fang Qiong burst into tears suddenly, and someone heard his cry for help.

After being carried away, Fang Qiong heard a cursing voice from above her head: "Stupid pig!"

Fang Qiong, who was bursting into tears just now, now adds three more black lines, he knows who hugs him like a pillow, and, he is not a pig, he is a living person, a human being, do you understand, maybe Zongzi will not understand of.

Although the space in the horse pit is large, the place to stand is relatively small. Fang Qiong doesn't know how Feng Qing, who was in front just now, came out from behind him. What this secret rice dumpling does always confuses him.

Moreover, his mouth is very poisonous.

There was not much room for them to retreat. Seeing the yellow guy getting closer and closer to them, Fang Qiong's heart was almost in his throat.

Suddenly, the yellow guy raised his drooping hands. His outstretched hands seemed like a blind man groping for a way, or looking for something. The closer he got to them, the more he could smell the disgusting smell.

"Mr. Feng, can we still return?" Fang Qiong said while covering her nose with her damaged hand.

If Feng Qing had a way, he would naturally not say it. He prefers to act directly and leave directly. He has always disdain to talk to other people and scolds people as soon as he opens his mouth. Naturally, the only person who is scolded is Fang Qiong.

Fang Qiong, who didn't expect Feng Qing's answer, heard his voice: "Throw you out and I can retire."

Fang Qiong who opened his mouth was suddenly speechless: "..."

Then he added: "Don't throw me out."

Feng Qing said: "Throwing you out is not enough to plug his teeth, it's a waste of my strength."

So, isn't he wasting his energy holding him now? Fang Qiong closed his mouth again wisely. Feng Qing would block him to death if he said anything, so he had better not talk.

Seeing that the yellow guy was getting closer, Feng Qing put Fang Qiong on the chariot beside him, and told him: "Sit here and don't move."

Fang Qiong nodded nervously and worriedly: "Okay."

Feng Qing had a long sword in his hand at some point, a fine ancient bronze sword. Fang Qiong blinked, his flashlight was still usurped in his hand, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, and he hugged his spoils tightly. very tight.

Could it be that Feng Qing is going to defeat Huang's plan with a sword next?

No matter how sympathetic Fang Qiong was, he didn't want to plead for the yellow guy, but soon he knew what blood and violence were, and he shouldn't stare wide-eyed at Feng Qing's attack.

That's right, the sword shadow flashed under the light of the flashlight. I don't know where Feng Qing got the strength. The head of the yellow guy was chopped off by the bronze sword with a slamming sound. ' rolled down to the bottom of the chariot where Fang Qiong was sitting, Fang Qiong was so frightened that his buttocks couldn't sit still, and the whole person fell on the chariot.

With a bang, the chariot was overwhelmed and pierced through a big hole. Feng Qing didn't have time to hold Fang Qiong, but Fang Qiong fell down with a fright. When Feng Qing arrived, Fang Qiong had disappeared. Obviously, the chariot The car led to another road. He kicked the head of Huang Guyji aside, put one hand on the shaft of the car, and jumped down from the hole with his strength.

Fang Qiong, who fell from the chariot without precaution, thought that his brain would be smashed, but he fell on the soft soil, his face was dusty, and Fang Qiong smacked his mouth. He spat out the soil, still holding the booty and the flashlight in his arms.

He stood up for a while, and before he started to look at the surrounding environment, Feng Qing also fell on the pile of soft soil. Fang Qiong took a flashlight to take a picture, and he resisted cursing. Why was he so embarrassed when he fell? There wasn't even a speck of dust on my face.

Feng Qing stood up, glanced at Fang Qiong, and said coldly: "Clay figurine."

Fang Qiong opened his mouth: "..."

Each of them had a flashlight. In order to save electricity, Feng Qing asked Fang Qiong to turn it off, then took the things in Fang Qiong's hand and put them into the almost invisible black backpack behind him. The bag and clothes on his back were really There is a strong sense of violation.

Is this another tomb?

Feng Qing shone the flashlight in front of them, Fang Qiong followed closely beside him, her little hands were still holding on to the hem of his satin coat, and finally he had to throw away someone he relied on.

The place where they are standing now has bursts of cold air, which makes people creepy. The flashlight first shines on the front. A head!

Arranged in three layers, about ten in each layer, Fang Qiong didn't know how he could count the heads so calmly, they looked really scary.

Is this an ancient sacrificial burial?

Why is there only a head but no body? Could it be that these people were cut off their heads alive and then put them in here? a bit less.

The directions of these heads are all towards the west, meaning towards the Western Paradise?

Following the place Feng Qing photographed, they probably knew that this was a tomb, most likely the main tomb.

Fang Qiong began to sort out his thoughts. He woke up in the cave, and then he slid down the steep tomb passage, and met his second uncle, Liu Ran, and Huang Boss and others, and then, They saw the ancient war horse spirit and found the chariot and horse pit, but for some reason, they suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes. Such a bizarre event is more terrifying than a ghost story, and it is really difficult to sort out their thoughts.

While he was thinking, Feng Qing had already pulled him around those neatly arranged heads, they were arranged on three steps, I wonder if Fang Qiong was blind, he always felt that those heads seemed fresh Yes, it seemed to be shiny with oil, and the three words very hairy suddenly popped out in his mind.

He knelt down and picked up a handful of soil on the ground. The soil was black in color and the soil was quite cold, and this was inside the mountain wall. Who on earth spent such a large project to raise himself here? This mountain wall is dark and cold. It is moist outside. In [-], the female corpse of Mawangdui Han Tomb unearthed in Hunan Province. When Xin Zhui's remains were unearthed from the tomb, the whole body was moist, the skin was completely covered, the hair was still there, the lines of fingers and toes were clear, and the muscles were still intact. Resilient, this is the first time in the world that a wet corpse with a long history has been discovered, and it shocked the world even more after it was unearthed.

Because what Feng Qing saw was different from what Fang Qiong wanted to know, he simply turned on the flashlight to shine on the top of the tomb. This tomb is about [-] square meters, and thirty heads have already occupied part of the space. They are two coiled dragons. The tomb is rectangular in shape. The steps for placing the heads are on the left wall. They are standing next to the heads. A wooden coffin is placed on their side, which is the middle of the tomb. In front of them is an extremely long sacrificial altar. , the candles placed on it were extinguished due to the lack of air, and the fruit remained the same, but soon turned to ashes after they came in. Feng Qing took out the lighter and lit the candles. Fang Qiong sighed, Zongzi can also use a lighter, which is very powerful.

Now, they can take a closer look at this tomb. The so-called excavation of the mountain is probably reflected in the current tomb. It is very strange, but there are also many unknown factors. Fang Qiong, who was afraid of something happening, tore Fengqing's clothes , the latter looked back at him sullenly: "What's the matter?"

Fang Qiong came to him and whispered, "I think this place is arranged like a corpse."

This time, Feng Dumping did not sarcastically ridicule him, but nodded in agreement: "Well, the layout is very similar, but this can only be regarded as a deep cave, and the owner of this tomb doesn't know the steps needed to raise a corpse."

"You know?" Fang Qiong asked casually, and then he felt that he was an idiot for asking this question. The man in front of him was an out-and-out big rice dumpling.

Feng tilted his eyes at him: "What do children know so much about?"

Fang Qiong let out a silent oh.

The wooden coffin in the middle of the tomb has not rotted yet, and still maintains the original luster of the golden nanmu. The wooden coffin has two layers, one coffin and one inner coffin, and they are all well preserved. So, this is the owner of the tomb?

It was the first time for Fang Qiong to go to the ground. He had seen the sarcophagus before, but there was no coffin on the sarcophagus, and the golden nanmu coffin in front of him looked like a complete coffin, but Fang Qiong did not dare to act rashly. He saw poisonous short arrows. He didn't know if there would be poisonous gas inside after opening the coffin, spraying sulfuric acid.

At this time, Feng Qing was looking up at the top of the tomb. There were two coiled dragons on each side, lifelike, with sharp eyes, four claws that seemed to be strong and powerful, and the dragon's mouth was wide open. There was a jade bead carved in the middle of them. Could this be the twin dragons? Xizhu, look carefully, there is a bluish-white light flashing faintly on the tomb, if you don't look carefully, you will have no idea that bluish-white is actually the real color.

Fang Qiong pointed to the slightly bluish white on the scales of the double dragon above his head: "That's..."

He had already guessed it, but before he could say it, the door of the tomb was opened, and standing outside were Liu Ran and Boss Huang with guns. It seemed that the battle between the two of them had just officially started now. Feng Qing and him came in I haven't touched the things here since then. Could it be that I waited for them to come in?

Feng Qing and Fang Qiong immediately retracted their gazes from the top of their heads, and they looked at the people at the tomb door at the same time. The people outside were slightly surprised by the people inside, but the people inside were calm and composed. Fang Qiong saw Ye Jiawen squatting on the ground, obviously the one who opened the door That person was him, and the second uncle poked his head out from behind and mumbled to Fang Qiong: "Amin, why did you disappear suddenly? You scared me to death, do you know, follow the second uncle closely next time and don't run around."

Regarding the second uncle's words, Fang Qiong listened as long as he could. After the second uncle saw Feng Qing beside him, his momentum weakened, and he stopped talking immediately, and just rushed into the tomb like the others.

A member of the Huang family rubbed his palms and laughed, "Boss! We finally found the main tomb."

Looking at this greedy man's face, Fang Qiong silently chose to stand beside Feng Qing. He couldn't believe his second uncle, let alone other people.

Boss Huang, wearing a jade ring, stretched out his hands to circle the outer coffin of nanmu wood with carved patterns and totems, but he only circled around. He didn't dare to touch it, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Pressing any mechanism wrongly would be fatal in minutes.

Except for Feng Qing and Fang Qiong, everyone's eyes fell on the coffin, but there was a strange person, the yellow-haired Ye Jiawen walked around the tomb, and the injured seemed to be in a bad mood, sitting against the wall and drinking. water.

Among them, Liu Guyji, who was in charge of counting the number of people, walked to his boss with a pale face, and said in a low voice, "Boss, there is one more person now than when we came in."

Liu Ran's face froze: "Is there one more person after counting that kid and Mr. Feng?"

The guy nodded, and Liu Ran asked Guy Liu to count again.

The result was still the same, Feng Qing pulled Fang Qiong to the side of Liu Ran, grabbed the gun from the clerk and ran towards the tomb door, Fang Qiongfeng looked in the direction where the clerk was walking, and there was a dark shadow hiding behind the clerk closest to the door, Can't see what it looks like.