Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　"The mummified corpse in the bronze coffin does not have legs, but has stone legs instead. How about Commander Hu, did you see any valuable artifacts above?" Fatty Wang laughed.

　　Huba stared at the fire in the "wooden coffin" and was dazed. After listening to Fatty Wang's words, he regained his senses.

　　"Above the middle-level tomb is a big hole. King Xian must hang at the top, and the position corresponds to the shadow bone in the wooden coffin."

　　"Photo!" Fatty slapped his thigh and laughed loudly, "Look, has the road turned around? After suffering so much, now it's all worth it!

　　The crowd did not stop. As soon as Huba started, Fatty Wang followed, Xue Liyang went up again, and behind Zhang Lin Hall, everyone used ropes to climb to the top of the tomb more than three meters high, and got into the entrance that Huba Yi had cleared earlier.

　　Three meters is not high, but the shape here is wonderful and daunting.

　　There are a large number of large-scale colorful murals around the space, some are Han style, some nomadic, some depicting life, and some are about religious sacrifices. All in all, it seems that there are both worldly busyness and dusty elegance. illusory.

　　This is a painting style that has never been handed down to the world.

　　When everyone took a closer look, even those who were unprofessional about murals could see that the layout of this painting was well thought out and its intentions were rigorous, which was breathtaking.

　　"It's so beautiful!" Fatty Wang was a little absent-minded, "It's really uncomfortable to look at and not be able to take it away!"

　　Although it is a pity, everyone knows that these exquisite arrangements alone can feel that the core of the tomb of the king is not far away!

　　The figures on the frescoes above their heads are glaring gods, the size of which is no different from ordinary people.

　　The eyes of the gods in these paintings are all decorated with a peculiar decoration, which seems to be made of crystal, which not only looks like a god, but also has a vivid feeling. When everyone walks below, the eyes of the gods seem to move with them.

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　　With a bronze mirror in his hand, Fatty Wang lifted it up involuntarily, and then seemed a little embarrassed, he took a shovel and dug out a few crystal stone eyes.

　　But the scale of the murals is huge and there are hundreds of figures. Where can Fatty Wang dig them? !

　　When he did this, he felt guilty, especially when he was digging. In the end, he almost fell on the ground with a groan.

　　Huba was also a little distracted at this time, as if thinking of something.

　　Zhang Lin followed quietly, he knew that Hu Bayi was very likely to be in danger next.

　　At this time, Hu Bayi was recalling a very obsessive thing.

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　　If it is according to his usual situation, naturally there will be no danger, but once he loses his mind and becomes restless, it is easy to fall in love in this environment.

　　Everyone unknowingly reached the highest point of the void.

　　Hu Bayi seemed to have regained his senses at this moment, walking five or six meters in front, followed by the panting Fatty Wang and Xue Li Yang.

　　At the end of the road is a white stone wall.

　　There is a woman painted on the stone wall, with great manners, looking forward to her appearance, but it seems a bit strange to appear here at this time.

　　When Hu Ba raised his eyes, he thought that this was probably a portrait of Xianwang's wife, right?

　　Huba had just made such a judgment in his heart, and suddenly felt that his wrist was tight, not like being caught, but more like being fastened by handcuffs or iron hoops.

　　Huba was taken aback and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was so tightly clasped that he couldn't break free.

　　"Ouch!"

　　Huba couldn't help but cried out in pain, looked down and saw a white human hand stretched out from the portrait of the woman opposite and grabbed his wrist.

　　As soon as Huba didn't have time to think about it, he raised the "Chicago Typewriter" with the other hand, and was about to face the man's hand, ready to chug it!

　　However, before the muzzle was raised, another hand stretched out from the mural and strangled Huba Yi's neck.

　　Huba felt that the hand he was about to raise suddenly lost the strength, and then his eyes suddenly became blood red, then it was black, and then, there seemed to be a bright light in front of him, and then he didn't know anything!Ten thousand.

Chapter 283

　　281 Stone Masterwork

　　Zhang Lin couldn't help frowning when he saw Hu Ba in front of him suddenly disappeared, and there was no sound of footsteps.

　　This place is evil, and it is dangerous for anyone out of sight!

　　Zhang Lin took two steps forward, walked around the corner, and saw Huba Yi standing there in a strange posture, with his legs slightly bent, his left hand on his chest, and his right hand seemed to be holding up a Chicago typewriter.

　　When Fatty Wang saw this, he said with a yo-yo, "Oh, I said Commander Hu, this pose is quite unique! With his head held high, he has a bit of the energy to be engaged in production back then!"

　　Zhang Lin stretched out his hand and patted Huba on the back.

　　Huba called out with an "ah", and then looked at Zhang Lin behind him with a painful expression.

　　"Didn't you see it?"

　　Huba pointed to the mural in front of him and recounted what had just happened.

　　"I was almost strangled to death!" Huba said, gasping for breath.

　　But Fatty Wang laughed and said, "Oh, so Commander Hu is not engaged in production, but wants to be a ghost and a snake god?! You dreamed about it... Confucius, the old man doesn't believe it!"

　　Huba rolled his eyes at him, stretched out his arm and said, "If I dream, how can I explain the injury on my arm?"

　　"I have long felt that the situation of this tomb of the king is strange. There are many things that should not be in the fairy cave. There must be ghosts in this wall."

　　Only then did Fatty Wang feel that things were a little weird.

　　Xue Li Yang asked, "Didn't you bring some lighted amulets?"

　　"I don't have any of these things. If it weren't for the old and expensive, I would have thrown them on the side of the road!"

　　Huba grabbed the hanging amulet one by one, angry and reluctant to throw it away.

　　"Made, go back and call those Yangzhuang. I'll be his mother's grandson if I wear it in the future."

　　Zhang Lin pointed to the paintbrush and said, "Here, there may be another corpse!"

　　Fatty Wang was startled.

　　"There are corpses again? There are so many below, here again?! The motherfucker was built into the wall? Brother, you won't scare people, will you?!"

　　Zhang Lin naturally knew that there would be a problem here, but he didn't know whether the things in this mural were going according to the original plot or turned into stone spirits.

　　"Have I scare you?"

　　Fatty Wang was taken aback.

　　Although my younger brother has a cold personality, he has never been sloppy in his work.

　　"Then... is she really moving? This bitch gave Commander Hu a bear hug?!"

　　Hu Ba heard one by one, and suddenly widened his eyes: "Commander Wang, don't bring such a fall in the hole!"

　　Fatty Wang sneered, and then said, "Anyway, this wall blocks the way to the cemetery, so let's just keep doing it, don't we still have explosives? Put a dirt plane on it, even if there is something in the wall. , and they're all fried."

　　As he spoke, he put down the rucksack behind him and prepared explosives.

　　Zhang Lin nodded, and tossed explosives with Fatty Wang.

　　"Even if it is stone essence, can it be shattered with explosives?!"

　　Fatty Wang's backpack was almost empty, but after entering the ancient tomb, he took whatever he saw. The bag was full again now, and he couldn't find any explosives after tossing around for a long time.

　　Seeing this, Xue Li Yang went to carry a bag with Zhang Linjun and asked Fatty Wang to find it.

　　When Huba saw that Fatty Wang had tossed out a lot of things from his bag, as well as the bronze mirror he used to hold the coffin just now, he thought that since this thing can hold the coffin, it should also be useful for the ghost in this painting, right?

　　So I bent down and picked up the bronze mirror, and went to take a picture.

　　It's just that he just picked up the bronze mirror, and before he raised it, two hands stretched out from the mural and grabbed his neck all at once.

　　Now Huba can see clearly that the woman in the mural did it!

　　However, although he knew it in his heart, Huba Yi couldn't shout.

　　This woman's hands are too strong!

　　From the corner of Zhang Lin's eyes, he saw that Huba seemed to be hung up. As soon as he turned his head, Huo Di stood up and was about to shoot!

　　"Mother, I didn't expect this thing to be afraid of people, and dare to kill in front of my little brother?!"

　　Zhang Lin's anger rose, his left arm was charged, and he was about to give the woman a blow when he saw that the wall with the murals suddenly collapsed!

　　"Fuck!" Zhang Lin almost shouted!

　　A thing jumped out of the wall, and a huge force knocked Huba down and reversed along the rotating ramp in the hollow, almost hitting Zhang Lin.

　　Zhang Lin dodged and saw that the thing was wrapped in Huba and rolled down. Seeing that it was about to fall, Zhang Lin threw the Flying Tiger Claw out of his hand and clasped Huba Yi's arm at once.

　　Huba froze, and the thing was thrown down and fell into the black below.

　　"Oh Commander Hu, you..." Fatty Wang thought to himself, why did this female ghost find you?But thinking of what happened to him before, he swallowed again.

　　"See what it is?"

　　As soon as Huba took the Flying Tiger Claw off his arm, he nodded towards Zhang Lin, and glanced at the Flying Tiger Claw again, thinking that Miss Yang gave this appliance to Brother Zhang!

　　Xue Li Yang and Fatty Wang shook their heads and said, "It's too fast, I can't see clearly, only a white shadow flashes in front of my eyes. If I didn't hide in time, they would all be smashed down together..."

　　I said to Shirley Yang and Fatty: "Just now...the portrait of Xianwang's wife suddenly came to life, almost strangling me to death, hit a flare to see what happened?"

　　Fatty Wang immediately took out the guy from the rucksack, reloaded the flare gun, and said, "Mother's old woman can't get along with us?! Let me see what she wants to do!?"

　　Xue Li Yang pointed to the lower right: "Over there, at five o'clock."

　　Fatty Wang ejected the flare.

　　The hole immediately lit up.

　　On the ramp below, lay a female corpse, and at this time, it was lit up by the white light, and she sat up all of a sudden!

　　"Ouch! It's cheating!" Fatty Wang was startled, and the signal gun in his hand almost threw it out.

　　Xue Li Yang looked at it and said: "After a person dies, the corpse gas will rot and swell in the body. This corpse has been dead for at least two thousand years. Even if it is well preserved, shouldn't it be swelled by the corpse gas now? "

　　"There is something in my stomach!" Zhang Lin said coldly.

　　"What?" Fatty Wang felt a chill, and his stomach was a little churning.

　　"It is possible that moths will be born in the body of the dead! Looking at the posture, there are still quite a few in this bitch!" Huba said.

　　Sure enough, as soon as Huba's words were finished, the female corpse was like a blown ball, which blew a hole, and countless moths flew out from it.

　　However, Zhang Lin felt a chilly aura from these moths!