With the help of archaeology, the novel I wrote has come true!

Apart from Wen Kai, the closest ones were Lin Zhihao and another person who came to help.

After the two of them smelled this smell, they subconsciously let go and avoided it.

The coffin board was about to pinch his hand, Wen Kai cursed in a low voice, and then quickly grabbed the coffin board with one hand.

Professor Jin noticed that Wen Kai's hand hadn't been taken out, and he yelled at Lin Zhihao: "Xiao Lin, hurry up and help lift the coffin lid! Mr. Wen's hand hasn't been taken out yet."

Only then did Lin Zhihao come to his senses, and rushed back to help Wen Kai lift the coffin lid.

There was nothing wrong with Wen Kai's hand, and he was not angry, but it was different on the bullet screen...

"Fuck, what kind of people are this? Wen Da's hands are so important, don't they understand?"

"Fuck! I can't help but swear, that guy named Lin Zhihao, and that guy called something, I can't remember, motherfuckers, you guys are on my blacklist."

"In the middle of the night, I wasn't scared, but my mother was disgusted. Lin Zhihao, please die quickly, okay?"

Wen Kai glanced at the barrage, he didn't expect that the barrage would be so intense at this time.

"Everyone, calm down. Although they have buried many tombs, this is the first time they have encountered such a situation, let alone..."

After a pause, Wen Kai shook his hand in front of the essential oil, and said, "What's more, look, am I okay?"

"My mother is about to cry. Wen Da himself was so dangerous just now, and he has to explain to these little bastards that they don't appreciate Wen Da's favor."

"The ones in front, don't cry. When they are about to finish their work, we will squat them together. I have prepared the sacks."

"I have a baseball bat, can you bring me one?"

"Okay! Let's squat on him together."

Seeing that everyone's mood was getting worse, Wen Kai coughed twice, and said, "Everyone, calm down! It's against the law to hit someone. Maybe the police uncle is already recording your names with a small notebook."

Before Wen Kai could see what was said on the barrage, Lin Zhihao walked up to him.

There was something wrong with his expression, and he wanted to say something wrong...Wen Kai felt a bit like a big girl with yellow flowers who was about to get into a sedan chair...

Wen Kai smiled, patted Lin Zhihao on the shoulder in front of him, and expressed his thoughts.

"You're not that big girl with yellow flowers who is about to get into the sedan chair, what are you doing here coyly? If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I'm sorry about what happened just now!"

"Hehe, this time I know I'm apologizing, it's not bad and I've made progress, keep working hard!"

Lin Zhihao tried his best to make his expression less ferocious, but he couldn't help it at all.

Professor Jin came over to smooth things over at this time: "Mr. Wen, are your hands okay?"

"Don't worry, my hand is fine! It means that I reacted a little faster. If I don't react, you should call an ambulance for me now."

Hearing that Wen Kai was fine, Professor Jin also breathed a sigh of relief.

As a professor, although he has a lot of research funding, his actual salary is only more than 1 yuan.

The sum of the money he earned in ten years may not be able to compare with Wen Kai's monthly income.

If there is something wrong with the hand he relies on for survival, then he really can't afford to walk around.

Leaving other compensations aside, just one sip of Wen Kai's fans would be enough for him to drink a pot.

After waiting for a while, the "cracking" sound inside the coffin completely disappeared.

Wen Kai straightened his expression and said, "This time we can open the coffin."

"Mr. Wen, have the things inside been controlled?"

"Maybe!"

With the ambiguous answer Wen Kai gave at this time, Professor Jin couldn't make up his mind whether to open the coffin.

But now that it's all over, what else can I do?

"Everyone get ready, open the coffin! Be more careful this time, if there is anything wrong, speak up immediately, and everyone stop immediately."

"Yes!"

The people who carried the coffin lid before came to the coffin again.

They raised the coffin lid almost without any hesitation.

This time, until the coffin lid was placed on the ground, there was no movement from inside.

Of course, the foul smell hadn't dissipated yet.

Everyone didn't dare to approach, so Wen Kai took the camera and walked over first.

The corpse of a child with a bluish-purple body came into view.

He wore rings of gold on his wrists and ankles and around his neck.

The original red cloth inside the coffin had faded, but the rings made of gold showed no trace of oxidation.

The child's body did not show the slightest trace of corruption.

It can even be seen that the skin is full of elasticity.

"Fuck, if you don't tell me, I will never believe that this is a child who died for thousands of years."

"Damn it, didn't he die yesterday? Did you put this up for the sake of the show?"

"In the front, this is a serious archaeological activity, how could it be possible to engage in such tricks?"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

……

The bullet screen was overwhelmed by the word "fuck".

Because the buried boy who had been silent in the coffin just now opened his eyes.

His eyes lacked the whiteness of the eyeballs at all, and the overall color was the same blue-purple color as his skin, but it was a little darker than the skin color, which looked very frightening.

Professor Jin came over, and when he saw the child's appearance, he was also startled.

"Shouldn't the buried boys have their eyes closed, how could they be open?"

"It was indeed closed at first, but it just opened."

"impossible!"

"Oh!"

Wen Kai took out a pair of medical gloves from his trousers pocket and put them on, then closed the eyelids of the buried boy.

Within a minute, he opened his eyes again.

Professor Jin and the archaeological team all stayed where they were, and no one dared to move.

Xu Xiaozhou covered the wound on his hand, and said angrily to Wen Kai: "Didn't you say that it is enough to have my blood? Why is it still moving now?"

"Isn't it just that you opened your eyes? It can't be regarded as being able to move."

"Mr. Wen, what shall we do now?"

"Look at your courage! If you are daring, then just find gloves and put them on, and take out the corpse. If you are timid, then look, let's continue to set off."

Professor Jin looked at the two buried boys, but did not speak.

Now he couldn't make up his mind either.

But the archaeologists are all watching him. If he doesn't make up his mind, he won't be able to step down.

"Well, let's try it first and see if we can take it out!"

Everyone heard Professor Jin's words, although they still had some scruples in their hearts, they all gave a helping hand.

Just like what Wen Kai said, except for a few blinks, the buried boy really didn't move.

Everyone watched the buried boy for a while, making sure that he would not make any moves, and asked Professor Jin, "Professor, what should we do next?"

"Go check the coffin first. Generally, there will be clues to record this tomb in the coffin of the buried boy."

"it is good!"

Those few people almost rushed to the front of the coffin less than three feet long.

Wen Kai was different. He squatted in front of the buried boy, sighed, and said, "You have lived in this place for thousands of years. If it goes well, I hope you can leave this place like them in my works... ..."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the Vajra Umbrella from his back, and removed the sealing wax on the burial boy's heavenly spirit cover and the soles of his feet...