Tomb robber: No more pretending, I am Faqiu Tianguan

What is the number of ways of this prophet?

For the first time, Jiang Nan became interested in a dead man.

When too many coincidences come together, it’s not a coincidence.

That’s inevitably!

Although, Jiangnan knows the world of tomb robbery integration.

There are so many evil things, things that cannot be explained by common sense.

However, when I really experienced this strange thing myself, I still couldn’t help but feel a chill behind my back.

“No, this is collapsing, we can’t go back?”

“That pit of gold and silver treasures, fat master, I am still ready to go back when I have something to order!”

The fat man was really dumbfounded, but he cared more about those gold and silver treasures than the situation at the moment.

“Okay, fatty, you really didn’t see me?”

“When you came, you secretly hid a lot of good things, right?”

“Take it out, our brother, and Miss Yang, each person will share a gold coin, just keep it as a souvenir!”

“Not too much, huh?”

Old Hu rolled his eyes, when he came, he didn’t miss the fat man’s small movements.

Even, he helped the fat man cover it!

This time, the fat man was really dumbfounded!

Want to take the baby out of the fat man’s pocket?

That really killed him!

“Okay, Uncle Chen is still here, is it really okay for you to talk about this?”

Shirley rubbed his temples with a headache.

Not to mention, several people seem to be trapped here for the time being.

Let’s just say that Professor Chen is in here!

“… In the absence of no difference, it seems that it should be insane. ”

“Simply put, I was stimulated by the continuous death of students, crazy!”

At this time, Jiangnan’s voice came.

I saw that Jiang Nan was carrying Professor Chen with one hand.

As Jiang Nan said, Professor Chen looked crazy.

I didn’t care about being carried by Jiangnan, but I was like a child.

Dancing, babbling in his mouth and not knowing what he was saying.

It’s crazy!

The corner of Lao Hu and the fat man’s eyes twitched, and they only felt that something was wrong.

You know, Professor Chen is the only remaining national treasure-level figure in the archaeological world.

Those students, as well as Professor Hao, died when they died, and at most they were asked by the relevant departments about what happened.

But if something happens to Professor Chen, they really can’t eat and go!

“It’s okay, isn’t there Ye Yixin, she can prove our innocence…”

Jiang Nan knew what they were worried about, and stretched out his finger to Ye Yixin, who was unconscious on Lao Hu’s back.

“It’s also…”

Old Hu Yi thought that this is indeed the truth, and it is always good to have someone to testify.

But, the next second….

Ye Yixin, who was in a coma, suddenly gasped, and his handsome face became fierce.

Without waiting for Jiang Nan to react.

Suddenly, there was a big gasp, his head tilted, and there was no more movement.

Quiet, the air became quiet for a while.

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Old Hu swallowed a mouthful of dry spit and carefully passed his finger under Ye Yixin’s nose.

“Whew… Fortunately, there is still breathing, I must have been scared by nightmares, right?”

Lao Hu felt a faint snort, and only then did he let go of his heart and breathe a sigh of relief.

“No, Jiang Ye, your mouth has been opened, right?”

“As soon as you finished talking on your front foot, Ye Yixin, this girl almost disappeared?”

“Aren’t you, the legendary crow’s mouth?”

The fat man really almost knelt for Jiangnan.

This mouth is really an evil door!

Just mention Ye Yixin, this girl is almost gone?

“Fuck off!”

Jiang Nan scolded with an angry smile.

Even if he was carried by Jiang Nan in his hands, Professor Chen still looked crazy and cheerful.

Crisply, Jiangnan’s thumb pressed lightly on Professor Chen’s carotid artery.

Rolling his eyes, Professor Chen simply fainted neatly.

“Jiangnan, that’s my Uncle Chen! can’t you be gentle?”

Shirley was shocked in his heart when he saw it, and couldn’t help but say with disgust.

“It’s okay, I’m already very gentle, at least I didn’t cut him with a hand knife, and he fainted without trouble.” ”

Jiang Nan seemed to have done a trivial thing, and the wind was light.

The fat man and old Hu who looked at it were eyebrows jumping.

I didn’t say, Jiang Ye, it’s awesome!

Put Professor Chen and Ye Yixin neatly on the ground side by side.

Only then did the four turn their attention to the stone box and the two dried corpses.

Jiang Nan was just about to reach out and touch the stone box to see the carving on it.

“Jiang Ye, wait!”

Huba Yi suddenly stopped Jiang Nan and said, “Don’t worry, let me and the fat man light the candle first.” ”

“… Okay, the rules left by the grandmaster, but, I have a question. ”

“Old Hu, we are now inside the magnetic mountain, the compass has long been out of order, how can you tell where the southeast corner is?”

Jiangnan threw out a very real problem….

Several men lost their way from the beginning of their approach to Mount Zagrama.

“Yes… We can’t find the southeast corner anymore!”

“How about we light a candle in every corner? ”

Old Hu and the fat man were stunned, and thought to themselves, tentatively.

“Okay, this time the conditions are not allowed, let’s follow our Qiu Tianguan’s come, and first see what is said on this stone box.” ”

Jiang Nan hurriedly stopped Lao Hu and the fat man, all at this time, they were still tossing something blindly.

Besides, they didn’t want to touch something from the prophet.

Several people began to interpret the depictions on the stone box.

“In the “Records of the Western Regions of the Great Tang”, Zagrama Mountain is mentioned, and it is mentioned that there are two ancestors buried in the mountain. ”

Shirley looked at the two corpses and said thoughtfully.

“No, this tomb is so simple, and it doesn’t fit the identity of the ancestors. ”

Huba looked at the two dried corpses, one large and one small, and said with some disbelief.

“No, judging from the frescoes, this is not the burial chamber of the first saint. ”

“The body of that child should be the son or disciple of the saint, and is called a prophet. ”

“And that old man should be a servant. ”

Shirley carefully interprets the picture on the stone box.

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