You said you were good at archaeology, but your tattoo of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin has be

As Huo Jilin's last move fell, the wooden box opened automatically.

When everyone saw the wooden box open, they immediately gathered around.

The wooden box was covered with a layer of golden silk, and on the silk was a fist-sized golden butterfly.

The wings of the butterfly were inlaid with several rubies of excellent quality. As the wooden box shook, the wings of the butterfly also flashed, as if it were alive.

The people standing closest to the golden butterfly were all shocked by the exquisiteness of the butterfly, and their faces showed an infatuated expression.

Huo Jilin keenly felt that this butterfly was of great use.

When Huo Jilin was about to put the butterfly away, Sun Yaozu, with a greedy face, leaned over and said:

"I am an expert, you should keep it for me."

Huo Jilin took the wooden box away, and Sun Yaozu missed and fell flat on his face.

Seeing this, Wang Kaixuan pointed at Sun Yaozu's nose and laughed: "What haha! You are an expert! How can you not stand steadily!"

Shirley Yang felt dizzy and couldn't help but hold her forehead, thinking: Why did I bring a few more rubbish?

Huo Jilin put away the wooden box: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's go."

Everyone looked at the tomb carefully again, and after confirming that there was no passage, they turned around and walked back.

Hua Han ordered people to put away the things and followed Huo Jilin.

Shirley Yang, Hu Bayi, and Wang Kaixuan walked on Huo Jilin's left and right respectively.

Horiki Masakazu and Fujita Hideo were still leading the way in front, and the other mercenaries followed behind to prevent disasters from coming from behind.

Everyone walked into another passage of this fork in the road.

This passage is different from the tomb over there.

Although there are no monsters visible to the naked eye, it is much weirder.

As soon as they entered the passage, they were greeted by the biting cold, and their clothes looked like they had just run in the drizzle.

The wet clothes stuck to their bodies, making them extremely uncomfortable and even colder.

Wang Kaixuan reached out and touched Huo Jilin, exclaiming: "Oh my God! Master Huo! Lao Hu and I are both soaked, how come you are still dry?"

Huo Jilin continued to walk on his own, ignoring Wang Kaixuan.

Although his face was still as cold as ice, Huo Jilin thought in his heart: I can't tell you that I used Nezha's ability to dry it.

The crowd walked forward, and the colder they felt, even Wang Kaixuan, who was born with a hot body, shivered.

"Ahhh... sneeze!"

Wang Kaixuan sneezed several times in a row, cursing: "What a rotten passage, I'm freezing to death!"

Hua Han's hands and feet were cold from the cold, and the hand holding the big knife couldn't stop shivering.

Finally, after walking for nearly twenty minutes, a tomb door appeared in front of everyone.

This tomb door was very large, about two meters wide and three meters long.

On it, skilled craftsmen carved the appearance of the eighteen levels of hell.

From the first to the eighteenth level, each level was lifelike.

Whether it was the horrifying scene of the tongue-pulling hell or the cruelty and brutality in the boiling hell, they were all beautifully carved on this tomb door.

It seemed that the eighteen levels of hell were behind this tomb door.

Seeing this scene, even Smith, who did not understand the Daxia culture, exclaimed:

"Oh! My God!"

"All this is amazing!"

Made of thousand-year-old cold iron, no wonder this passage is so cold.

Huo Jilin stood in front of the tomb door and looked at it, while Hu Bayi stood aside, about to reach out and touch it.

Huo Jilin stopped Hu Bayi and said coldly: "There is magma in this tomb door, don't touch it."

Fujita Hideo saw that Huo Jilin and Hu Bayi did not move, thinking that he had not played any role since he came here.

In order to save some face for himself and Hua Han, Fujita Hideo immediately smiled and greeted Huo Jilin;

"Mr. Huo, I don't mean to refute your face, but your words are a bit alarmist."

"I am familiar with the big and small organs of our Sakura Country. A tomb door like this is at most a little difficult to open."

"Magma and the like are impossible to be preserved in the tomb door."

Huo Jilin sneered and did not respond.

After all, there is an old saying in Daxia that it is difficult to persuade a damned ghost with good words.

This sentence is not impossible to apply to the Sakura players who have a good life.

Hua Han sank the big knife into the ground as a support point, leaned on the big knife, and watched Fujita Hideo's every move.

Fujita Hideo smiled lightly, calmly placed his hand on the tomb door, and prepared to open it directly.

"Sizzle!"

With the sound of flesh hitting flesh, Fujita Hideo retracted his hand and wailed in pain:

"Ah! My hand! My hand! Damn it!"

Huo Jilin looked at Fujita Hideo, only to see cold sweat on his forehead, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat on his face.He was still snotty, his whole body was shaking, and his mouth was constantly breathing cold air.

His hand that had just touched the tomb door had become charred, pus, blood and rotten flesh mixed together, emitting a disgusting stench.

Seeing this scene, the people traveling with him were all stunned.

Anderson immediately prepared medicine to clean Fujita Hideo's wound to prevent further deterioration of the wound.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Be gentle, Anderson!"

Suddenly, Fujita Hideo's screams began to echo throughout the passage.

Wang Kaixuan stood aside, his facial features wrinkled: "See, I told you not to listen to our Master Huo, now you are a mature person."

Hearing Wang Kaixuan's words, Horiki Masaichi was furious, hit Wang Kaixuan's knee hard, and said sternly: "What did you say!"

After being hit by Horiki Masaichi, Wang Kaixuan immediately screamed "Ah", jumped up from the ground, and shouted: "Master Huo! There is a ghost! My knee was hit by something just now!"

Hearing this, Horiki Masaichi felt humiliated and took out the dagger in his arms with a fierce look.

Seeing this, Hua Han immediately said: "Horiki Masaichi! Put the dagger back to me!"

Horiki Masaichi looked at Hua Han in disbelief: "Boss, they insulted your brother, and you didn't let me take revenge?"

"Hmph!" Hua Han sneered, "You want to fight someone who can't even beat Smith?"

Hearing this, Horiki Masaichi continued to ask: "If it was the old leader, he would definitely avenge me and cut off his tongue."

When Hua Han saw Horiki Masaichi mention his father, he immediately became angry:

"Then go downstairs and find my father to get this ridiculous justice for you."

"You're asking for death first, so don't blame others for not saving you."

After hearing Hua Han's words, Horiki Masaichi's face turned gray, and his voice trembled: "Okay! When we get out of this tomb, I'll quit this team."

Hua Han acted indifferent, took out a red apple from his bag, and started to eat it without wiping it.