Instruct the archaeological team, and say that he is not a tomb robber

"This is just my guess!"

Old Professor Zhou showed a smile that he thought was extremely kind and understanding, and continued:

"But it doesn't matter."

Ye Xiao: "..."

In Ye Xiao's eyes, there is no doubt that Professor Zhou's smile and the old fox's smile.

Accurately interprets the four words old, treacherous and cunning.

Then, he pointed to the large central screen and said slowly:

"There are so many gold, silver and jade objects in the main hall on this floor, which are extremely exquisite and priceless!"

"And on the second floor there is "Yongle Dadian" and countless other exquisite books."

"The first floor is the Treasure Pavilion, the second floor is the Library Pavilion, the third and fourth floors... let alone me?"

After this passage was finished, the experts present couldn't help breathing slightly.

Immediately, they all turned their heads to look at Ye Xiao in amazement, with a look of shock in their eyes.

They hadn't thought of this idea at all just now.

But now, it came from Ye Xiao's mouth, which shocked many experts present.

Old Professor Zhou opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Ye Xiao and asked:

"You mean to say that all the four floors of the palace are the collections of Emperor Jiajing?"

Ye Xiao nodded slightly, then said again:

"Or to be more precise, Emperor Jiajing wants to bring the collection of 'Tianting'!"

After these words were finished, all the experts present couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Originally, they thought that so many gold, silver and jade wares on this floor were just funeral objects of Emperor Jiajing!

But jump out and look.

The ancients regarded death as such!

Not to mention Emperor Jiajing, who is extremely obsessed with longevity and flying immortals.

These "funeral objects" in their view may just be things he wants to collect.

For a while, the mood of the experts present was ups and downs, and they could not calm down for a long time.

Simultaneously,

The experts are even more looking forward to what exists in the third floor of the palace.

……

Under the tomb

Professor Yang led the archaeological team, walking through the passage.

suddenly,

The voltage of the flashlight in Professor Yang's hand seemed to be unstable, and the white light flickered a few times.

The team stopped immediately.

Immediately afterwards, the flashlight in Professor Yang's hand went out, and the corridor ahead was plunged into darkness.

"My flashlight is out!"

Professor Yang patted the flashlight twice and pressed the switch several times, but it never turned on again.

At this time, Professor Yang also suddenly remembered, and quickly said:

"Hurry up and check the supplies, and count the supplies!"

Immediately, all the archaeological team members present took off their backpacks and began to gather all the materials together.

After being inspected by the captain of the bodyguard team,

In the end, there were not many supplies left.

There is no redundant backup power supply, twelve combustion sticks, three to four compressed biscuits per person, and less than one bottle of fresh water per person.

The torch had only three hours of fuel left.

Food should be sufficient, fresh water is somewhat scarce.

But the most serious problem now is the lighting problem!

Professor Yang's flashlight was used the fastest, and now it is out of power.

The flashlights in the hands of the rest of the people have at most half an hour of power left.

Now is the time to make a trade-off.

Immediately, the captain of the bodyguard team looked at Professor Yang and said:

"Now, what we are scarce is lighting resources! We must save electricity as much as possible, and it is best to use torches for lighting!"

The captain of the bodyguard team looked determined. After distributing the supplies, he said again:

"Fresh water is also very scarce. Next, we must reduce the intake of fresh water as much as possible and save some!"

This sentence was addressed to everyone in the archaeological team.

Everyone couldn't help falling into silence when they heard the words.

No one knows how long they will stay here.

But what is certain is that no matter what these materials are, they will not last until they find the exit.

Facing such a severe test, Professor Yang couldn't help falling into silence.

The reason why they chose to use flashlights instead of torches after entering the palace.

That's because the high temperature is likely to destroy the original oxide layer on many items in the ancient tomb.

For cultural relics, high temperature is an extremely serious damage factor.

That's why Professor Yang asked everyone to use flashlights for lighting.

But now, faced with the insufficient power of the flashlight, Professor Yang has to make a choice.

"How about this……"

After thinking for a long time, Professor Yang finally spoke.

"When we walk in the tomb, we use torches for lighting!"

"But when we enter the tomb or the hall, we can only use the flashlight!"

"In many burial chambers, the miasma of corpse decay will cause an explosion when it encounters an open flame."

"This is also for our safety!"

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seminar hall

After hearing these words, Professor Zhou thought for a moment and hurriedly said:

"I quite agree with this approach, but it should be noted that the torch cannot be close to the cultural relics."

Everyone in the archaeological team under the tomb nodded in agreement.

After coming to a conclusion, Professor Yang also stood up directly and said:

"Turn off the flashlight to save power. Now we use torches for lighting!"

As the words fell, everyone in the archaeological team extinguished their flashlights.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the torches from his backpack and lit them one by one.

The torches were lit one by one, and the faint yellow light immediately completely lit up the entire tomb passage.

After lighting the torches, everyone in the archaeological team began to put the ordered materials back into their backpacks, ready to move on.

But at this moment...

"Tick~"

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On the opposite side of the team, the burly man in the bodyguard team was standing guard at the front of the team.

"Tick!"

Suddenly, a drop of liquid slipped from the burly man's eyes and dripped on the ground.

The burly man frowned slightly, squatted down and shone the torch on the ground.

It can be seen through the reflected firelight that there is a drop of black slime on the ground.

However, when the burly man lowered his head to check, he suddenly discovered that this drop of mucus was wriggling continuously.

And at this moment, another drop of black mucus fell, which happened to land on the burly man's head.

In an instant, the pupils widened instantly.

The coolness surged up all over his body, and his scalp also went numb in an instant.

The burly man raised his head subconsciously, and saw a scene that terrified him through the faint yellow firelight.

A man in modern clothes hung from the top of the passage like a spider.

Its face is covered with bursting black blood vessels, densely packed like a spider web.

But the mucus on the ground was slowly oozing out from the man's widened mouth.

His mouth was full of black mucus, but in the eyes of the burly man, it seemed as if he saw black budworms wriggling in the man's mouth.

In an instant, a chill surged up the burly man's spine.

The extreme panic accumulated in the chest of the burly man, and it completely broke out at this moment.