Tomb Raiders: I can’t explain clearly, I’m really a history teacher

Chapter 65 It's not a problem with the yellow talisman!

Xiao Yuan's two corpses smashed in two directions.

Professor Hao watched helplessly at the slit of Xiao Yuan's upper body waist, the blood that had already solidified itself was thrown out by this huge force, causing the blood to scatter out again.

Leaves a cruel parabola from midair.

And at one end of this parabola, this is Xiao Yuan's corpse in the first half.

Professor Hao watched helplessly as Xiao Yuan's body fell towards him.

His pupils shrank for a moment.Vibrating frantically in the eye sockets.

Frightened and distressed emotions intermingled in his heart, weaving into a huge black web.

Cover his whole body with this emotion.

All the members of the archaeological team standing with Professor Hao screamed in panic.

"How did Xiao Yuan become like this?"

"He is coming towards us, he must be trying to attack us."

"Hasn't Lao Xia been sticking yellow talismans on his head? Why hasn't he stopped?"

"The next one to become like this will not be me?"

While the surrounding members were screaming in panic, Professor Hao couldn't make any sound.

A few dry sounds of unknown meaning came out of his throat, and finally he fell back straight.

"Professor Hao!"

Xiaolong, who was mistaken for Xiaoyuan by Professor Hao just now, screamed.Catch it, Professor Hao who fell straight down.

At this time, he didn't even dare to lose sight of the half of Xiao Yuan's corpse near him.

He had never seen such a dead body.

Xiaolong's whole body trembled.He looked up helplessly at his professor and said.

"Professor Zheng, what should we do now? We won't die here, right?"

Professor Zheng's face was pale, and he looked at the upper half of Xiao Yuan's corpse not far away.

His lips trembled.Said incoherently:

"We can't do it, this is something we can't do."

"Even if we used the exact same symbols, even this talisman was written by Mr. Lin himself."

"But if the person who posted the talisman was not Mr. Lin, this yellow talisman would be like a piece of waste paper."

Xiaolong looked in the direction of Lin Qi tremblingly.

"Where is Teacher Lin? Where is Teacher Lin now?"

The members of the archaeological team had the same thoughts as Xiaolong.Helpless eyes, looking around for LY's direction.

At the same time, Lin Qi was standing where he was just now.

Chen Dehai and Gao Yan were led to protect behind them.Lin Qizheng watched firmly.The direction of the big black-haired rice dumpling.

But in his hand he held the ankle of the lower half of Xiao Yuan's corpse.

The cross-section of the waist was facing downwards, dripping with solidified black pus, it was obvious that this was a state of poisoning.

Professor Chen and Gao Yan were obviously frightened.

Standing motionless behind Lin Qi, his eyes silently looked in the direction of the ancient corpse.

But standing next to Lin Qi is too strong.Aiming the gun.The black-haired ancestor in front of Lao Xia.

Then Xing Qiang firmly fired two shots in the direction of the black-haired ancestor.

Shouting loudly.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Run quickly, Lao Xia, I'll cover you."

At the same time, Lao Xia looked at the black-haired ancestor who was in a state of rage in disbelief.

He clearly remembered that he had slapped the yellow talisman on his head forcefully.

It is definitely much stronger than Lin Qiqiu's strength at the beginning.

But that Huangfu didn't stay on the forehead of the black-haired ancestor for a moment.

For him, that wasn't the nemesis that would keep him going.It's just an ordinary piece of useless paper.

Panic and fear filled Lao Xia's heart again.He mechanically looked at the yellow talisman on the ground.

At this time, the yellow talisman was falling on the ground, motionless.

Lao Xia still couldn't understand the red characters on it, but these characters were no longer sacred in his eyes.In other words, these characters have become ordinary in his eyes because they are useless to him.

The ancient corpse waved its arms and roared furiously.

At this time, the frightened viewers in the live broadcast room have come to their senses.

The barrage began to scroll crazily.

"Didn't Lao Xia paste the yellow talisman on the forehead of the ancient corpse just now? How could it be useless?"

"I can see very clearly that all the steps of Lao Xia are exactly the same as Mr. Lin's. Even Mr. Lin didn't use the yellow talisman when he pasted it. How could it not be pasted with such great strength as Lao Xia?"

"Could it be that this yellow talisman has no effect?"

"Impossible. If this is an ancient corpse that we didn't draw properly, it's fine if it doesn't work. But this is what Mr. Lin drew himself just now. It's exactly the same picture as before."

"Could it be that these yellow talismans are disposable and can only be used once?"

"Then it's useless for us to learn these symbols."

"Brothers, this is definitely not a problem with the yellow talisman. It is a problem with whoever posted the yellow talisman!"

"It still depends on who is posting."

"I can only let Mr. Lin do it again, it seems."

"How can Mr. Lin make a move? Lao Xia is so close to the ancient corpse, and Mr. Lin is so far away from the ancient corpse, it's too late!"

"Although I don't mean to blame Xiao Yuan, why did you tear off the yellow talisman? Isn't this hurting everyone?"

"Whether it harmed everyone, I don't know, it must have harmed Lao Xia now, Lao Xia didn't even have time to run!"

"What should I do now? I really don't want to see someone die again."

"How do you stick it so far away?"

"It's over, it's over, even Teacher Lin can't recover this time."

"What should I do? I really don't dare to watch this archaeological live broadcast anymore."

"Obviously there is no need for so many sacrifices, alas, sad!"

At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room were worrying about the same problems, and none of the members of the archaeological site were not worried about these same problems.

Xing Qiang was about to burst into tears at this moment, and the scene in front of him felt that he could

"Mr. Lin, I'm begging you anyway. I'll cover Lao Xia and try my best to save Lao Xia, even if it's me."

As he spoke, he called out to Lao Xia again.

"Old Xia, run to me!"

After finishing speaking, Xing Qiang rushed forward with a gun in his hand.

It seems that he is completely unafraid of this ancestor who is waving his arms.

Gao Yan helplessly said to Lin Qi:

"Mr. Lin, what should we do now? Can Lao Xia be saved? I really don't want to see our companions sacrificed in front of us again!"

Lin Qi put his legs on the ground.

"Try it."

His hand reached into his Qiankun bag again.

Gao Yan left two lines of tears.

He knew that at this distance, Mr. Lin would not have time to stick the yellow talisman on the ancient corpse's head before Lao Xia was injured.

Lin Qi took out the yellow talisman and quickly finished writing one.

Then he shouted at Xing Qiang in front of him.

"Captain Xing step aside!"

Xing Qiang was running forward bravely, no matter who shouted, he would not change his direction.

However, when he recognized that the voice came from Lin Qi, he subconsciously avoided his body.

Then, he saw something fly past his ear.

(End of this chapter)