Tomb Raider Live: Beginning Cao Cao's 72 Suspected Tombs

Everyone in the live broadcast room was also scared out of their wits by this amazing scene.

Inside the huge coffin, there was an endless sound of bang bang.

It seemed that what was buried inside was not a corpse at all, but an earth dragon turning over.

Coupled with the turbulent wind and cold air rising from under the crypt, it made all this even more terrifying.

Even Chen Yao, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help secretly aggravating the hand holding the Vajra Umbrella.

Veins appeared on his forehead, and his gaze was serious.

He didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear that the person inside would break the jade coffin and break free in the next second.

With the beating of the heart.

The gap between the coffin lid and the coffin is also expanding.

The clicking sound caused by the crack spreading is chilling.

"Can't wait..."

Several images flashed through Chen Yao's mind.

There are ghostly corpses sitting up from demon coffins, Zhenling generals jumping up from huge bronze coffins, and Cao Aman, who is dressed in gold-threaded jade clothes and looks majestic and gloomy like a ghost.

All kinds of things are showing that there is a big danger in the future.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

It's not just fighting against each other, the old saying has existed since ancient times.

Chen Yao's heart trembled, he put away the Vajra Umbrella with a swipe, and then pulled out the Yitian Sword that was carried behind him, and there was a faint golden light in the palm of his left hand that was indefinite.

It is the few remaining Maoshan Town Corpse Talismans!

He deliberately left one before.

The purpose is to deal with Zhuge Liang's corpse.

Right now, it seems that he is really planning ahead, which is not bad.

Zhuge Liang counted all his past and present lives, and the tomb of Marquis Wu is heavily arranged, with many hidden formations of organs, Fuhuo sword slaves, and eight formations to isolate them.

He must have expected that someone would come to steal his tomb after death.

Chen Yao pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he was about to lean over, but before he took a few steps, he heard a loud bang, and the coffin lid was thrown high.

Like a cannon.

Turned around several times in mid-air.

There was an astonishing sound of breaking through the air.

Chen Yao's face changed suddenly, the black shadow in his sight continued to enlarge, and the coffin lid was slammed in his direction.

If this is head on.

Not to mention his flesh and blood.

Even if it is a cliff, it is afraid that it will be pierced through.

Taking a deep breath, Qi and blood rushed out of his body, and his whole body rushed out to one side without warning.

It was almost the moment he dodged.

The coffin lid, which weighed at least a few hundred catties, barely passed by him, and the astonishing aura it carried was like the winter wind, and it hurt his face when it was blown.

Bang!

next moment.

The coffin lid hit the ground hard.

It was as if a knife had been inserted obliquely into the jade cave.

Numerous cracks quickly spread around.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yao couldn't help feeling a little scared. If he had taken a step too late just now, he would have been smashed into a pile of flesh and blood.

Set your mind.

Chen Yao turned around with a solemn face.

The door of the coffin with its lid removed was opened wide.

There was a flash of blue light in his sight, and a tall corpse sat up from the coffin.

Wearing a black python-patterned jade-armored gown, a purple-gold jade belt hanging around his waist, a high crown on his head, and his long hair tied behind his head.

His hands were crossed across his heart, and he seemed to be holding something vaguely in his hands.

The whole person does not know whether he is dead or alive.

After sitting up from the coffin, there was no other movement.

Chen Yao secretly swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously looked at the face of the corpse.

But that face was extremely weird, as if it had melted away, blurred, and the facial features could not be seen at all.

But although he couldn't see it clearly, the corpse in front of him was exactly the same as the portrait of Zhuge Liang he had seen all the way down, no matter its appearance or shape.

"It's Zhuge Wuhou!"

There seemed to be a voice in Chen Yao's ear constantly exclaiming.

Tell him that this is the body of Marquis Wu who has been looking for for a long time.

but……

The only difference is.

Among all the portraits, sculptures or statues of Zhuge Liang he saw.

Marquis Wu are all wearing feather fan scarves and crane cloaks with gossip patterns printed on them.

The corpse in front of him was wearing black python-patterned jade armor.

This is a specification only for princes.

However, considering that after Liu Chan succeeded to the throne, he was granted the title of Marquis of Wu Township and leader of Yizhou Shepherd, the attire in front of him seems reasonable.

"Is Zhuge Liang dead or alive? Why doesn't he move when he sits up?"

"It's fucking scary, getting up all of a sudden."

"I don't dare to watch it now, I have goosebumps all over my body."

"Looking forward to the opening of the coffin all night, I didn't expect it to be so scary."

"I'm afraid, I've been dead for 2000 years, even if I'm a god, isn't it?"

The camera followed Chen Yao's gaze and landed on the coffin. Countless people saw the half-sit up corpse.

"Why can't you see the face?"

"It's strange, have you noticed that it really doesn't look like a corpse, but looks like a jade carving."

The fire was shining all around, and there was light from Chen Yao's hand.

Zhuge Liang's body did reflect a strange color, just like jade.

only……

"It's not jade, it should be corpse wax."

Chen Yao waved his hand and explained casually.

What he was worried about right now was nothing else, but that this dead body was too strange. It stands to reason that there was such a big movement before that it almost overturned the whole coffin.

But now after sitting up, he suddenly became silent again.

I'm afraid this is not a good sign.

Clenching the corpse suppressing talisman in his hand, several thoughts flashed through Chen Yao's mind.

Anyway, it's come to this point.

Whether it's Shisha or Shixian, they all died once, and he didn't mind sending him to hell for a second time.

"What's that?"

Chen Yao looked away from that blurred face.

He turned to look at the tightly clenched hands of the corpse.

To make Zhuge Liang pay so much attention to it, and to bury it in the coffin, it must be something extraordinary.

only……

He crossed his fingers tightly, and he could only vaguely see a piece of scarlet.

It looks like a piece of fire jade.

What it was, Chen Yao did not dare to say for sure.

But there is one thing.

Good stuff for sure.

Chen Yao's gaze moved, and he carefully moved over to it. After several times of probing, Zhuge Liang's body, which was sitting in the coffin, still remained silent.

Now without hesitation, he took out a rope from his backpack.

These things were a few utensils specially prepared for him by Zhang Laojiu when he was in Luoyang.

There is a special name in the row.

It's called a corpse rope.

There are a total of sixteen live buttons on the rope, which can be retracted freely.

It is not made of hemp thread, but the old peach bark is continuously polished and twisted into a rope, and then soaked in ink mixed with rooster blood for 49 days.

Peach wood and ink are already used to suppress evil.

Coupled with such a dip, the fire will continue to burn and the water will not rot.

Moreover, once the sixteen loose buttons were fastened, the more he struggled, the tighter the buttons became.

With a strong shake, the rope turned into a big net, no matter how fierce the dead body was, it couldn't escape.

This utensil was originally used by the Xiling school.

It's just that until now, few people understand it.

When he wrote the list, he didn't expect to make it. He didn't expect those Daedou families in Luoyang to have such a deep background that they even collected this thing.

Now that the corpse rope is being held in his hand, Chen Yao can clearly sense that it is not a modern thing, but an ancient artifact.

I don't know where Zhang Laojiu got it.

Holding on to the rope that bound the corpse, Chen Yao jumped forward, stepping on the edge of the coffin with both feet.

Bowing slightly, he was almost touching Zhuge Liang's body.

Even if he held his breath, he could still smell the strong corpse aura coming from him.

But how can you be scruples about these now.

Throwing the rope in his hand vigorously, the end of the rope made a half arc in the air, passed behind the neck of Zhuge Liang's corpse, and he put the other end around the head of the coffin.

Pull lightly.

The sixteen loose buttons suddenly clattered and were locked tightly.

After that.

Only then did Chen Yao reach into those clenched hands.

Chapter 132: Golden Jade Casket, Immortal Jade Pill

Zhuge Liang clasped his hands together.

A thick layer of corpse wax oozes out from the whole body, and the whole person reflects a strange and incomparable light under the firelight, as if completely jadeized.

In order to get what he hid in his hands.

Chen Yao's whole body was almost stuck to the corpse.