Tomb Raiders: the Lottery Starts from Jingjue!

Jiang Han didn't realize until he got started, that he felt the huge power from the other side of the hollow from the fat man.

"Oh, I said Lao Jiang, take it easy, my small body can't stand the competition between you two!"

Fatty bared his teeth in pain, Jiang Han suddenly had an idea, and the real fire of blood flowed all the way down Fatty's body to Fatty's other arm that was caught.

Fatty only felt that after the arm warmed for a while, the force in the hole disappeared, and Fatty hurriedly pulled his arm out of the hole.

Seeing that the clothes on his arm had been torn, Fatty also had lingering fears in his heart. If Jiang Han was not there, I am afraid the best result would be to break the arm himself! Jiang Han was really strange and asked, "I said Fatty , what caught you

Fatty thought for a while, and said, "I don't know, but it feels very strong, and it seems to have fingers, like a pair of hands, but it seems that normal hands are dry and bigger!"

Jiang Han thought about it and didn't know what it was. He stepped forward and looked down the hole. He saw that the opposite was pitch-dark, full of shellfish in the sea, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it.

If you don't understand the problem, just put it aside for the time being

Fatty and Jiang Han took a short rest. They felt that the tomb of the King of the South Sea was full of secrets, and it was full of weirdness. Jiang Han was also worried that the younger brother would be difficult to deal with, so after discussing it with Fatty, they decided to return to the tomb and wait for Wu Naive repaired the tape recorder, a few people went out together

When he returned to the tomb, Wu Tianzhen was still seriously dealing with the tape recorder at hand, while the younger brother seemed to be closing his eyes and resting.

Feeling the return of Fatty and Jiang Han, the little brother seemed a little strange, opened his eyes, and looked at the two of them steadily.

Jiang Han stepped forward and gave the little brother a look at the torn sleeves of the fat man, and the strangeness in the little brother's eyes was even more strange.

I saw the younger brother brought Jiang Han to the corpse of the archaeological team they found. The younger brother took off the clothes on the corpse. Jiang Han saw the wound under the clothes, and his eyes lit up.

It turned out that the scars on the archaeological team members were exactly the same as those on Fatty's arm, and they looked like they were scratched by sharp fingernails.

"It seems that there are other things in this Nanhai King's tomb besides paper soldiers!"

Jiang Han thought about it and said, "This wound looks very familiar. Look, there are five scratches on it, and the one on this side is relatively short, why does it look like it has been passed through?" "Okay! "Everyone was thinking, and Wu Tianzhen's excited voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Everyone gathered around, only to see Wu Tianzhen's old tape recorder, and now it has actually started to turn

"Okay, naive, it's not a loss to be a college student, a literate person, sigh, fat master, I just suffered from a lack of culture, but I don't regret it, it's all for my goddess fluttering."

"Okay, fat man!"

Wu Tianzhen stopped and said, "You goddess Piao Piao, you've been talking about it for eight lifetimes, I can't stop listening, hand me the tape!"

Hearing the words, the fat man glanced at the golden thunder god beside him and said, "He doesn't want to hear it, do you want to hear it? I'll tell you it slowly when I get a chance!"

After speaking, Fatty got up and went to the front of the corpse's backpack, searched inside, found the tape, and handed it to Wu Tianzhen

Wu Tianzhen inserted the tape into the tape recorder, watched everyone nervously, and then pressed the play button

After a long silence, a man's voice came out. The man first tested the sound-receiving effect. From the man's words, we can know that this recording was recorded on April [-], [-] years ago.

The man then said a thunder sound and the recording started. When they heard this, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Then, a loud noise came from the tape recorder. This sound had both the roar of thunder and the crispness of the sound of gold and stone. It seemed to be a mixed sound.

Then the recording ends

Wu Tianzhen pressed the pause button, and everyone was silent for a long time, but Jiang Han said, "It seems that Yang Daguang and the third uncle did not become obsessed with thunder after they left here, but came here following the revelation of thunder. !"

The fat man asked suspiciously, "The sound of thunder here is indeed a little different, but I still heard it for the first time. Is the sound of thunder also divided into regions? Isn't the sound of thunder in every place supposed to be the same?"

Jiang Han smiled and said, "Fatty, have you forgotten the sound of thunder we heard in the secret room of Yang Daguang's ancestral hall? When there was thunder, the sound of thunder passed through the collector and resonated with the bronze reed below.

So the sound of thunder is no different, but when I want to record the sound of thunder, it should be near a thunder collector in the tomb of the King of the South Sea. The sound is not only the sound of thunder, but also the bronze reed that resonates with it. sound!"

"But why did they record this thunder? Even if it's a special sound that resonates with the bronze reed, it doesn't seem to be able to hear anything."

Jiang Han thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem to be the same. The voice they collected just now seems to have the rhythm of some ancient language in it, and do you remember Chen Wenjin in the photo? She is an expert in ancient languages, I think, they must be I found something from the thunder and tried to decrypt it, so I kept recording the thunder and parsing the thunder.”

"Jiang Han is right, and there is a recording, let's continue to listen to it!"

After Wu Tianzhen finished speaking, he pressed the play button again. This recording was made three days later. The man in the recording said that the bronze reed and the thunder collector had been cleaned up, and according to a female surnamed Chen From the professor's point of view, it seems that we need to increase the decibel of thunder before we can analyze the language characteristics.

The conversations in the recording proved that Jiang Han's analysis was correct, and from the recording, Jiang Han and others seemed to feel the confidence of the archaeologists at that time. generally

The minds of Jiang Han and the others seem to be returning to this place thirty years ago, waiting to solve this eternal mystery.

However, just as everyone was quietly waiting for the thunder, suddenly a messy voice came, it seemed that someone had damaged some equipment, and at the same time a familiar voice shouted, "Don't listen to the thunder, listen to the thunder, it will kill people, everyone don't listen to the thunder "Jiang Han and Wu Tianzhen heard this person's voice and felt very familiar. They looked at each other, and a name flashed in their hearts - Mu Xuehai! Please download Fei Lu's novel to read the underlined version of the novel.

249, the legends have come true!

Chapter 249: In the tape recorder, Mu Xianhai frantically prevented everyone from recording the sound of thunder

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded, "Stop, lie down!" Wu Tianzhen, Fatty and the others were overjoyed when they heard the voice, because it was the third uncle! But just as everyone was looking forward to it, the recording stopped abruptly. stop

When I watch it again, the tapes are all finished

The recording effect and analysis results of the last thunderbolt will be left behind.

Wu Tianzhen carefully installed the tape recorder and tape. Wu Tianzhen faced everyone and said, "Judging from the sounds on the tape, there should be at least five people in the archaeological team, namely the third uncle, Chen Wenjin, Mu Xianhai, and Yang Daguang. This old senior, Yang Daguang should be a recording engineer, Chen Wenjin is an ancient linguist, and Mu Xuehai is an expert in the restoration of ancient murals.

"So, do you think

Everything here should have something to do with Tinglei and those mysterious murals." Fatty asked, Wu Tianzhen did not speak, but fell into deep thinking

"Hey, Tianzhen, do you think we will eat hot pot noodles or rice for a while?" Jiang Han suddenly asked, which made Wu Tianzhen confused, Wu Tianzhen looked at Jiang Han and asked, "Lao Jiang, are you hungry? What is the environment here?" There are conditions for eating noodles, and if we want to eat rice, we must also have them. What are you talking about at this time? "Wu Tian was really puzzled and looked up at the crowd, only to see the fat man winking, and the little brother had already pulled out... the black gold ancient knife, the whole body was on guard

Wu Tianzhen seemed to realize something at this time and said, "Hey, I said, Jiang Han, your clothes seem to be dirty!" A gust of wind, as if something was rushing towards him

Before Wu Tianzhen could react, he saw two figures in front of him suddenly appear beside him like lightning. It was the little brother and Jiang Han.

Jiang Han turned around at this moment, only to realize that it was the corpse of the archaeological team member just now. At this moment, it was like a resurrection and rushed towards Wu Tianzhen.