People check in and punch cards in tomb robbery

Chapter 91
"Heh, it's really shameless to present the king's old rice dumpling. It's okay to dream of becoming a fairy, but you still want to be a fairy king after death. It's really kicked in the head by a donkey."

The fat man said disdainfully.

"That's right, that's just the wishful thinking of King Xian. How can there be a thing in this world where mortals can become immortals instantly by offering sacrifices?"

Shirley Yang also shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, King Xian is definitely still buried here, but it's definitely not the treasure hall we are in."

"Besides, this painting has proved that Muchen Bead did fall into King Xian's hands."

Wishing looked at Hu Bayi and Fatty who were still somewhat depressed, and said with a light smile.

Regarding this point, if you make a wish and dare to swear with your own integrity, Xian Wang will definitely be buried here, and Muchen Bead will also be buried here.

There are no rollovers.

That old zongzi of King Xian wants to become a fairy?

Stupid dream!

Thousands of years have passed, and now it is estimated that the entire head has been eroded by the strange power of Muchen Bead, turning into a ball similar to jade.

"Indeed, the tombs of emperors in the Qin Dynasty are usually followed by sacrificial halls, and most of them are stone tablets and murals. More information should be recorded on them."

Shirley Yang looked at the surrounding structures and said.

"Alright!"

Several people thought for a while, then nodded. .

What Shirley Yang said happened to speak to the bottom of their hearts.

After agreeing, everyone turned to the apse.

However, when leaving, Hu Bayi walked last, frowning and looking at the bronze man and bronze beast in the hall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Hu Bayi always feels that he has seen these things there.

"Does it look familiar, as if you've seen it somewhere?"

At this moment, the faint voice of making a wish came into Hu Bayi's ears.

"Well, there is indeed a feeling of déjà vu, but for a while, I just can't remember where I saw this style of bronze statue."

"Brother, have you seen this type of bronze statue?"

Hu Bayi was not surprised, but nodded in doubt.

After all, he also knew that the confusion on his face was too obvious, and it should be seen by others.

And Wishing is an expert in treasure appraisal, maybe he has seen similar stone statues before, so he asked this question.

"Well, I've seen something similar somewhere in Kunlun..."

"Old Hu, you served in Kunlun before, I think you met by chance at that time."

Make a wish and start talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Kunlun?

Since I came to this world, I made a wish and went to Kunlun once, and I went with Hu Bayi and the others, that is, the time when the Kunlun Glacier cracked.

only……

Make a wish to know that the style of the bronze statue here is inseparable from the Kunlun Shrine.

Maybe it is really the fate of the protagonist. Hu Bayi served in the Kunlun area a long time ago, and after going around, he followed the archaeological team and came into contact with the ancient city of Jingjue.

In the end, the end of this continuous trip turned out to be Kunlun again.

You know how to make a wish, to get rid of the ghost eye curse, the Muchen Bead alone is not enough.

He had to take the Muchen Bead to the Kunlun Shrine, and throw the Muchen Bead and the Crystal Eye into the two eye socket-shaped pools in the Dragon Pill.

Only in this way can a certain mysterious ceremony be completed, the connection between the ghost cave and the imaginary space be cut off, and then the "curse of ghost eyes" used as a sacrifice be eliminated! .

"Kunlun... Kunlun... That's right, brother, I remembered."

"Indeed, when I served in Kunlun, I encountered several strange things, and I have seen bronze statues of this style before."

With the reminder of making a wish, Hu Bayi's mind was like a flash of lightning, splitting the fog, and in an instant, the past was flipped out from the dusty memory, and he murmured in surprise.

"However, this tomb of King Xian is separated by thousands of miles from Kunlun in southern Yunnan."

"Whether it's ancient books, official history, or unofficial legends, I've never heard of any connection between this old rice dumpling and Kunlun?"

"Besides, transportation was extremely underdeveloped in ancient times, and there is no connection between these two places. Then the bronze statue here..."

After a brief moment of sudden realization, there was even deeper confusion. Hu Bayi couldn't figure this out, so he could only look blankly at the wishing.

"This kind of thing, who knows..."

However, making a wish just shook his head inscrutablely, without any explanation.

How can it be possible to tell the whole story of the whole thing in one breath?
Wishing couldn't help but smile wickedly.

"Brother, this is boring, you must know something?"

Looking at the wishing smile, Hu Bayi knew that his bad taste had exploded, and said helplessly.

"I do know some secret past events, but wouldn't it be more interesting to decipher this kind of thing by discovering the answer step by step?"

"Old Hu, don't think about it too much. I can only tell you that this King Xian has nothing to do with Kunlun. The only connection is this Muchen Bead."

Wishing happily, he laughed, patted Hu Bayi on the shoulder, and stopped there, saying that he would not spoil anything anymore, after all, spoilers are a bad behavior.

The two whispered for a long time, and Shirley Yang was already urging them at the entrance of the apse.

"Old Hu, little brother, hurry up, this apse does have more records about King Xian's past."

"Ok."

The wish was promised and walked over.

Hu Bayi shook his head, sighed and followed.

The four walked into the more gloomy apse, looking at the apse with flashlights.

I saw that the apse was full of stone tablets, and the things recorded on them were of no value, but there were eight walls arranged according to the directions of the nine palaces and eight trigrams, which attracted the attention of the four people.

Going in and looking, it records the wars commanded by the two Xian Wang Laoer, the first time there is nothing to say, the second time Xian Wang Laoer left the Dian Kingdom and came to Zhelong Mountain with the Muchen Bead and massacred the barbarians things.

Fatty didn't have any interest in these picture scrolls that told the real history, he was only interested in gold and silver treasures, so he wandered around the apse with a wolf-eyed flashlight without looking at them for a while.

Not to mention, it really made Fatty discover something amazing behind a painted wall.

It is the black six-legged bronze tripod used to cook corpses for sacrifice in the painted painting in the front hall.

"Brother, Old Hu, Staff Officer Yang, come and take a look, is this ghost thing the one we saw before?"

Seeing this six-legged bronze tripod, Rao has the virtue of a fat man, and he has no thoughts of greed for money.

Just felt creepy.

Originally, I just thought it was an exaggerated painting rhetorical technique of Xianwang Laozongzi, but I didn't expect that this scene actually existed.

"This is indeed a large cauldron for cooking corpses in the ceremony, and the patterns and characters on it match up."

Shirley Yang looked at the six-legged bronze tripod and said.

"That's right, the mouth of the tripod is still sealed, which means that the old man Xian Wang has not changed, otherwise the six-legged giant tripod in front of us would not have to be sealed."

Make a wish and knock on the body of the tripod, looking at the top of the apse shrouded in darkness without any trace.

There is something in the apse, and I dare not say that I am clear when I make a wish. After all, this is the world of robbery, and it is normal to encounter situations other than the plot.

But he can guarantee that there are really dirty things on the roof, because ever since he entered the apse, his keen intuition told him that something was watching them.

　Thanks to Hualuoyu, colorful, spiritual people, silly birds, and Q book readers for their rewards
　　
　
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