The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

With Han Yiyi's kick, the stone door was successfully opened.

They looked over and saw a large coffin in the middle of the empty, slightly dark room.

The two looked at each other and walked in.

……

On the other hand, the situation of Yaluo and Wuying is not much better.

After the two fell, they kept falling in a channel for at least ten minutes, and then fell into a bunker in a daze.

It was a small room, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of yellow sand. Because the sand pit was soft, the two of them were not injured.

"What the hell is this place, there's not even a door."

Wuying frowned, and got up.

The room is made of stone bricks, and there is a palm-sized stone statue on each of the four walls. The statue is an unknown beast.

They are exactly the same length, and have a big open mouth.

Arlo looked at the top of his head, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly, as if there was no top.

"We just seemed to have fallen from above."

Wuying nodded: "I don't know how deep the people of the ancient tribes dug under the ground."

It was unbelievable that it could make them fall for more than ten minutes.

"Look at the organs around, you can't be trapped here forever."

As Yaluo said, Wuying agreed.

In the next second, there was a swishing sound, and the two of them turned their heads and saw four statues. A large amount of yellow sand was pouring out of the mouth of one of the statues, like water coming out of a faucet.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and fourth, and soon, all four statues were emitting yellow sand from their mouths.

After a while, the thickness of the yellow sand on the ground increased by one layer, and it continued.

Wuying frowned: "When the yellow sand continues to flow out, aren't we going to be buried here?"

Yalo immediately took off his clothes and gagged the mouth of the nearest statue.

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "What are you doing? It's good to block the fart. It's a temporary solution, not the root cause. Find the exit quickly."

"Why is it useless, at least it can slow down its speed and buy us time."

Wuying didn't bother to talk to him, and started looking around.

But this small house has nothing but sand and these four statues, and the walls are bare.

Without any reminders and reference objects, it is too difficult to find the mechanism.

She patted here and there around the four walls, but there was no response.

Wuying couldn't help but look at his feet: "The mechanism won't be on the ground."

She couldn't help squatting down, and waved all the yellow sand on the ground to the side, the floor was gradually revealed, and Wu Ying's eyes lit up.

"look here."

After the yellow sand was swept away, a circular millstone appeared in the middle of the ground.

There are two iron picks that can be rotated back and forth on the millstone, which looks like a dial, but what is depicted on the millstone is not time, but incomprehensible patterns.

The mechanism that Wuying intuited came out was on this millstone.

She made a tentative move, and turned one of the iron picks of the millstone, and there was a slight click.

The flow of yellow sand from the mouths of the four statues became more and more violent. Yaluo could barely block it just now, but now it can't be blocked at all.

"What did you do? How did this happen?"

Wuying frowned, his face was very ugly, and he turned another iron stick, but there was no response and nothing changed.

She gritted her teeth and patiently looked at the patterns on the millstone.

After a full circle, there are a total of eighteen patterns. How should the two signatures be correct? Wuying can only rely on it, but obviously, she got it wrong the first time.

"These words look familiar to me. There must be records and translations in that document. It would be great if they were there one by one. She must remember what they mean."

Yaluo looked at her: "Try one by one."

Wuying gave him a blank look: "Eighteen patterns must correspond to two at the same time, and there are hundreds of possible combinations."

"Unless we are lucky enough to be God's own son, otherwise, according to the probability, we will not be able to try if we are buried in yellow sand."

Although Wuying said so, he kept fiddling with the iron stick in his hand, after all, this was the only hope.

Although the probability is low, knowing that it is impossible to get it out by relying on it, but if you don't try, then there is no chance.

Results in the next second.

Under Wuying's rotation, the two iron sticks gradually slowed down and stopped slowly. The two iron sticks each corresponded to a pattern.

In the next second, with a click, the grinding disc popped out of the ground through a gap, and then slowly rose up.

Wuying was dumbfounded, and stared at it dumbfounded.

Yaluo was also stunned, and then clicked his tongue in amazement: "You just said wrong, God may not have a real son, but he has a real daughter."

"You are so lucky."

Shadowless: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched, she looked at her hands, and felt shocked in her heart, is that okay?When did my luck get so bad.

But no matter what, it is always good to be successful.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go."

The millstone rose to a certain height and then stopped, supported by a slightly thinner pillar below, revealing a black hole.

The two jumped down one after the other, and came to a stone wall passage. On the surrounding walls, there were oval sarcophagi that stood upright and upside down.

And the sarcophagi have no lids, and there is a mummy inside each one.

The mummy was not wearing anything, and the skin on the body looked wrinkled and hard like an old tree trunk. Each of them leaned against the sarcophagus with their heads bowed, arms crossed, and legs side by side.

"It's been so many years, and these corpses haven't rotted."

Wuying said with a surprised face, and touched it with his hand.

Yaluo frowned, and pulled her hand off: "Just look at it, and touch it with your hand, and you won't be afraid of poison."

She pursed her mouth, looked around, took out her mobile phone, and lit the brazier embedded in the wall, and the surroundings suddenly brightened.

"Looking at the appearance of these people, it should be the funeral method that the old man Professor Gulai said."

During the days when they were walking in the desert, Professor Gulai would talk to them about the relevant deeds of the ancient tribes almost every day.

Some of them were deduced from the traces, and some were actually recorded. A group of them listened to it every day like a story.

Yaluo took a flashlight to observe carefully, nodded: "It should be."

"These people all have a common feature. There is a hole at the top of their heads. Looking at the lines on their sebum, it can be deduced that these people were infused with mercury and suffocated to death."

Wuying shook his head, the feudal and backward generations are really cruel enough.

Yaluo's eyes suddenly paused, and he looked at the mummy in front of him. Did he miss it just now, and saw the mummy's fingers move?
Looking again, nothing has changed.