Tomb Raider: Tore down my coffin of King Lu, and wanted to get out of the tomb

Lao Hu pulled Fatty Wang up to the tree, and the two lay there panting.

"That sound should be the sound that the eagle owl makes when it pecks a mouse?"

Lao Hu asked Shirley Yang who was on the side.

Shirley Yang nodded:

"This should be."

However, just as her words fell.

A series of incomparably clear ticking sounds came from the old banyan tree again.

Everyone looked at each other:

"His grandma's, what's going on?"

"When I find it out, I must chop it up!"

Shirley Yang raised her hand and pressed down, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

As she listened, she pressed the weight in her heart, and her expression inadvertently showed a shadow of fear.

Shirley Yang stared at the direction where the voice came from:

"This signal is..."

"die."

"I believe it, this is indeed a ghost signal."

Xue Liyang swallowed: "The death signal sent by the dead soul."

The primordial forest before dawn has become extremely quiet.

In this case, even if one of the arrays falls to the ground, it is like thunder.

Everyone sat on the top of the tree, listening to the voice over and over again.

"How to do?"

Lao Hu looked at several people.

His eyes swam over Lu Zhen, Fatty Wang, and Shirley Yang:

"Could it be the ghosts of the pilots who are causing trouble?"

"Or is it the radio the pilot used before?"

Shirley Yang shook her head seriously:

"Impossible, I have found no evidence of any pilot remaining in the plane."

"Also, even if the radio station is intact, it is impossible to use it after such a long time."

Shirley Yang simply stood up:

"It's a human or a ghost, you'll find out if you check it out!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Dawn was approaching, and the sky was getting darker.

It's almost reached the point where you can't see your fingers.

In addition, ghost screams began to appear all around again.

Old Hu lost his mind and didn't worry about it anymore.

He directly took out three flares and hit them on the forest.

The pale white light of the flare hangs in the sky for a long time, illuminating the ground like snow.

Even if a few people had prepared in advance, they were dazzled by the flare.

The surrounding ghost screams suddenly disappeared.

Even other nearby movements disappeared together.

Apart from heavy breathing, there was no other sound in this world.

While everyone was astonished, a ray of morning glow pierced through the gaps in the clouds and sent light into this strange jungle.

It seemed that the moment the sky dawned, all the ghosts and demons in this world had fled underground.

Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes.

He found that the thing that made the ghostly whine was the horned owl!

That bird of prey is more than one!
After the first horned owl was killed by them, the remaining three will come to seek revenge from them!

But Lao Hu was one step faster.

Those three exploding flares almost blinded the horned owl.

Lu Zhen watched them fly unsteadily and fled to the distance, and smiled softly.

However, at this moment, a "click" sound came from under the feet of everyone.

This overgrown thick banyan tree trunk couldn't bear the weight of the few of them.

It was suddenly torn apart from the middle!
Lu Zhen was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to save people.

But as soon as Xianli rushed to the palm, he retreated back.

Because he found that the three of Lao Hu had a safety rope tied to their belts.

With that safety rope, there will be no major problems for a few people.

Now watch out for that giant transport plane in the canopy!
The thick tree trunk under his feet bears most of the weight of the transport plane.

It was already crumbling, but now I met four people bouncing on the tree trunk.

In the end, it couldn't bear it, and it was directly torn from the middle.

The transport plane fell under a tree more than 20 meters high, making a huge roar.

However, the expected explosion and combustion did not occur.

The transport plane just let out a whine before losing its voice.

The three of Lao Hu were tied with a safety rope and were hanging on the tree trunk now.

Except for a burst of shock, several people did not have any injuries.

Lu Zhenfei was flying in the air, squinting at the torn banyan tree.

After the banyan tree was torn apart, a dark red object was exposed inside.

The object was about two meters long. It was placed upright in the tree trunk, and the four corners on the top were all smoothed.

The sun shines on it through the gaps in the trees, emitting a strange red color like mist.

"What the hell is this?"

Fatty Wang looked up at the dark red cuboid, his eyes gradually widened:

"It seems quite valuable..."

"I think this time, we're really going to post!"

Old Hu didn't care to look at that thing, he knocked on the trunk with his climbing pick, and pulled himself onto the trunk again with difficulty.

Shirley Yang was hanging upside down on the safety rope, seemingly needing no strength.

Lao Hu had no choice but to grab her safety rope and pull her up bit by bit.

Although the fat man is still active.

But he's running the train with his mouth full now.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was diverting his attention.

Lao Hu and the two took a short rest, and then exerted their strength at the same time.

Pull Fatty Wang, who is afraid of heights, to the crown of the tree.

This time, the few people behaved well and stood apart.

Lu Zhen landed lightly in front of everyone's eyes, staring at the things in front of them.

This seems to be a crystal coffin?
The material looks a bit like jade, and the whole body is transparent.

There is a thin milky white membrane inside, enclosing bright red liquid.

The further you go, the darker the color becomes.

It was like being filled with crimson blood.

In addition, there are many parasitic plants between the albuginea and the transparent coffin.

Spread over the buffy membrane like blood vessels.

Lu Zhen narrowed his eyes and said calmly:

"This is Tibetan Tianyu, a very rare jade."

"It is said that it can protect the corpses in it from decay for thousands of years."

Shirley Yang's eyes widened: "According to the map, this is already within the scope of Xianwang's Tomb."

"This coffin may be buried with the main tomb, but why did the coffin grow into the coffin?"

Fatty Wang almost subconsciously looked at Lao Hu at the side.

"Old Hu, didn't you say that you know all the coffins in the world?"

"Explain this?"

Old Hu shook his head and said:
"This is going to make things difficult for me."

"Since ancient times, the construction of tombs has always paid attention to a pattern."

"I've never seen a vertical coffin before."

"This is not in line with tradition!"

Lu Zhen stepped forward and touched the jade coffin.

"What's so strange about that."

"Since he is the funeral partner of King Xian, his status is naturally extraordinary."

"In my opinion, the person pretending here might be the wizard who was with King Xian at that time."

"Don't they all have some weird traditions?"

"It's not surprising to bury yourself vertically."

Lu Zhen's explanation sounds reasonable.

But Lao Hu still felt that this coffin was unusual.

Maybe there is something strange in it.