full-time psychic

Chapter 171 Slate Inscription
"Very little." Ye Ming looked back at Su Ling who was following behind, and said lightly: "Tomb robbers have endless methods and are so cunning that it is difficult to trap them with traps, so emperors and generals of all generations have thought this way."

"Use a psychic to design their tombs?" Su Ling chuckled. "It's a good idea. It can catch the tomb robbers by surprise and save a lot of manpower and money."

Everyone pierced through from the north side of the tomb, and saw that the ground was a whole block of stone slabs, engraved with ancient characters. These are arranged in a pattern similar to the gossip, the more they hit the outside, and the smaller ones in the middle.

The tomb is surrounded by eight ever-burning lamps, which of course have already been extinguished. In the middle of the tomb is a square tripod with four legs. A sarcophagus, and behind the sarcophagus is a passageway, which seems to be going downwards, and I don't know where it leads.

Ye Ming, who was in the lead, strode forward, obviously there was no accident, and then waved to the people behind him, and the rest of them got in one by one.

Ye Ming looked at the writing on the ground and said to Su Ling: "Look at the writing on the ground, can you tell who is buried here?"

Su Ling handed over the Huozhangzi, and immediately his face turned green, with a slight red cloud on his face, he hesitated and said, "You...why don't you look at it yourself!"

Ye Ming blinked, apparently not expecting Su Ling to ask such a question, and replied in a daze, "Because I don't know him."

Hehe, you are honest...

Xiong Jieba leaned over with pouted buttocks, looked at the writing on the ground, and looked at each other. The two people, one with a red face and the other with a calm face, couldn't help but burst out laughing, pointing at Su Ling and saying: " Brother, you have hurt Su Ling's fragile self-esteem. She doesn't study well and can't read at all!"

"Get off!" Su Ling clenched his fist, raised it to Xiong Jieba's body and beat it, and said anxiously: "You are knowledgeable, you know you, tell me, why don't you say it!"

"I...I..." Xiong Jieba blushed and stammered, "I don't know..."

Ye Ming was speechless until the black line was drawn on his face, he shook his head and said, "Laugh at the hundred steps at fifty steps."

Su Ling and Xiong Jieba: If you are surnamed Ye, why did we offend you? What about the friendship we agreed upon? You can’t cheat your teammates like this!
At this time Zhuang Fan came over, took the fire folder in Su Ling's hand and squatted down to look at it, then said with a smile: "I can understand a little bit, can I let you know after I sort out the order of the words."

Zhuang Fan smiled beautifully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the two small dimples on the side were sunken, making him even more sweet and pleasant, like spring wine made in spring, which is intoxicating. It's no wonder that she is a daughter of an aristocratic family, and her temperament is extraordinary.

Among those present, only Zhuang Fan could understand the inscription on the ground of the ancient tomb.Su Ling doesn't like to study, his son skipped class and went to climb trees when he was in school, and no one even remembered his husband's name; Xiong Jieba even knew that he had never studied, okay; He didn't take the initiative to show off, and he wouldn't have thought about it, otherwise he would have laughed at others a long time ago; the most special one is Ye Ming. It is absolutely not difficult for him to know the classical Chinese of the earth. As for the people on the Eastern Continent He really doesn't understand civilization.

A few people threw the fire folder into the long-burning lamp, and the light in the entire tomb increased a lot. Zhuang Fan held the fire folder and squatted next to the inscription on the ground, still chanting, and he understood it after a while.

"The words above describe the life of the owner of the sarcophagus. It turns out that the owner of the tomb was a prince from a certain country that once appeared on the Eastern Continent. This person was originally a royal family and noble who was lost among the people. Knowing my identity, I went to the palace to ask the emperor to recognize my relatives, but I didn't know that the emperor didn't intend to recognize this folk brother at all, and even tried to kill him."

Zhuang Fan paused, squinted his eyes and looked down at a stone slab, and said again: "The emperor saw that his "brother" was fighting fiercely, and he couldn't justify it emotionally and rationally. He was afraid of being criticized by the world, so he set him up with a problem. Then At that time, the country was raging with war, so the emperor ordered him to go to the most dangerous place on the front line to fight, and if he came back alive, he would recognize him."

"What's next? What's next?" The curious baby Xiong Jieba went online and hurriedly urged.

Zhuang Fan also had a good temper, removed the hem of the skirt that was blocking the next stone slab, and continued: "That person really went, and then..." She frowned: "And then died. The frontline officers and soldiers reported his death to the emperor, and the emperor didn't like it." I thought it was because that was what he meant, but two days later, the front line reported that this man had come back to life miraculously, and that no matter how hard he beat him, he would not die!"

Zhuang Fan pursed his lips, and continued to look down: "Later, this man defeated the enemy country by himself, and the emperor was pleased to make him a prince. After that, every time there was a war, the court would send this prince to go. He was almost a warlord. He is invincible, invincible, gradually becoming more and more powerful, and someone in the court speaks out that he should not be allowed to develop, and the emperor ordered him to die..."

Everyone sighed after hearing Zhuang Fan's explanation, and Xiong Jie babbled and said, "Damn it, it's so powerful. It's a good thing that this man died early, otherwise he would have passed on the magic of not hurting or dying to his descendants!"

However, Su Ling shook his head: "Look at the inscription on his tomb. Who knows what the real situation is. Maybe it's all made up by the ancients, or this man didn't die at all, and he's still alive now."

After being frightened by Su Ling, Xiong Jieba was scared, thinking that maybe that person was wandering in this underground tomb?Suddenly, I felt the air around my body was icy cold.

"Anyway, we finally know whose tomb we are in. However, this place is so big and there are so many coffins and chambers. Who is the owner of the tomb?" He Bing asked.

"How about finding the owner of the tomb?" Su Ling had already walked in front of the tripod, and while carefully studying the strange lines on the bronze pillar, she said, "Unless you want to get something from the owner of the tomb." She raised her eyebrows and looked opposite This man, with a fascinating smile, has a lot of meaning.

"Nonsense!" He Bing said anxiously: "How could I do the business of stealing things from the dead!"

"Really?" Su Ling was still smiling, but there was no trace of warmth in the upturned mouth, only filled with distrust and a touch of danger, "I'm just guessing, why are you so excited."

this woman...
He Bing was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames, but he couldn't, he just remembered Su Ling's words in his heart.

In this world, there are endless losses and endless debts.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Su Ling finished speaking, he heard a creepy "clacking" sound from the sarcophagus opposite. This sound was like a withered hand suddenly stretched out from the dark abyss that could not penetrate the light, and suddenly grabbed the place. Someone's heart, and then everyone's breathless gaze, staring at the drowsy sarcophagus not far away.

(End of this chapter)