Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

The team that had just escaped from the sea of ​​suffering looked at this scene with indescribable complexities. Of course, their eyes had just been stung by the strong light, so they saw double vision when seeing people.

Zhang Qilin hurried over and just saw the gold layer on the little golden man melting.

“Is this the zongzi in the coffin?”

Hu Bayi and Wang Kai opened the coffin. Hu Bayi sat on the ground and calmed down: "It's Prince Gumo."

"He's still a prince?" Zhang Qiyuan used his fingers to pinch Prince Gumo's skull, shaking it up and down a few times. "The meteorite gold on him is of high purity."

Prince Gumo's roars continued, which made Zhang Qiyuan open a hole on the top of his head and press lightly with his fingers.

Then let Ah Huan get in.

Prince Gumo twitched for a few seconds, and his entire body turned into a pool of sticky gold.

Ah Huan hissed as he emerged from the golden color. Not a drop of food was on the black and white skin of the silver ring. "It's so delicious. It's not very tasty."

Tom and Zhang Qilin who understand snake language: ...There's no need to report the taste.

Yang Xueli took a sip of water and cheered herself up. She looked at the still flowing golden liquid: "If a bullet hits it, it will rebound and it has the ability to devour blood."

Seeing that Zhang Qilin didn't want to talk, Zhang Haike automatically stepped in and said, "Tell me what happened in detail."

Yang Xueli watched the chairman picking at the golden toy with his hands, and she felt relieved. She reported very professionally: "After we went in, we explored the whole thing and found only one coffin. We didn't find any other hidden tombs."

"Voldemort and Mr. Edward, they are in charge of photographing the murals. Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan and I will go to open the coffin together."

"The material of this coffin is very strange. I don't know what kind of wood it is. I think it is golden nanmu, but it feels wrong."

“The shape is also very special, completely square, like a square box.”

Zhang Qiyuan, who was holding a soft and slippery toy, heard this and said casually: "It is used for sacrifice. It is specially raised from wood. It is probably raised from corpses. If it is more refined, it is irrigated with the flesh and blood of boys and girls."

He didn't go into too much detail.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Yang Xueli's slightly frowned brows. It was obvious that Yang Xueli was quite disgusted with this inhumane sacrifice.

Yes, who among the righteous gods likes bloody sacrifices?

Anyway, Zhang Qiyuan doesn’t like it.

Zhang Qilin and Black Glasses quickly checked everyone to make sure they were not entangled with any dirt, and then Yang Xueli continued to report.

"I couldn't tell whether what happened next was an illusion or a fantasy. I only remember that after we opened the coffin, Prince Gumo lay inside it, looking like a living person."

"Prince Gumo was wearing a golden mask and armor. There was a golden scepter in the coffin, as well as some burial objects."

"Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan came forward to check the body. Wang Kaixuan took a gemstone, and then Prince Gumo's body opened his eyes."

"Then we fell into an illusion. I don't know if they were the same. I became a slave of the priests in this sacrificial hall, tied to a stone pillar, and completely unable to move..."

Hu Bayi nodded and agreed: "I have also become a slave and am being bled."

Wang Kaixuan glanced at Hu Bayi, then at Yang Xueli, and said indignantly: "So I am the unlucky one who has become a slave who was beheaded."

Yang Xueli replied very naturally: "Maybe it's because you are holding burial objects, so the punishment is more severe."

Wang Kaixuan thought that he had experienced beheading for a stone, so he took out the stone from his pocket, but when he took a look at it, he was so scared that he threw it away immediately.

"Oh my god, what is this, a bone?"

It was at this time that Tom began to narrate what happened from his perspective: "The child's bones. Edward and I saw with our own eyes Wang Kaixuan open the coffin and take out the bones from under the body."

The man with black glasses held the round and smooth bone and looked at the lines on it carefully. "It's a child's bone. It's been polished and coated with some corpse oil for maintenance."

Zhang Haike did not check it. He frowned slightly and looked at Tom: "What did the body look like?"

Tom replied: "I didn't see it. Edward and I were taking pictures from a distance. I just saw the three of them suddenly stood still. After a while, they started to twitch."

"Edward and I felt something was wrong and shouted a few times, but they didn't respond. Then the bodies in the coffins began to surge with black mist. I used a spell to pull them out."

Edward continued at the right moment: "After the corpse started to move, I punched it and my hand was broken. At that time, there was no golden light on the surface of the corpse."

"Then I don't know what happened. After the black mist was sucked into the corpse's mouth, we could see clearly that the corpse was wrapped in a layer of golden armor."

"Miss Yang fired a shot, but it only angered the monster and the bullet rebounded."

"I wanted to fire another shell, but Mr. Hu stopped me, saying that this shell might cause a collapse. Although I should be fine and Mr. Voldemort might be fine too, they might be crushed to death..."

Zhang Haike became impatient. He stopped Edward's report and asked Yang Xueli to speak.

Yang Xueli continued, "Mr. Voldemort's magic resisted for a while, but soon the zongzi underwent some kind of abnormality and emitted a very intense light. The light reflected in the tomb even ignited Hu Bayi's bag."

"We were hit by strong light and could hardly see anything, but Edward seemed unaffected and led us to escape."

"Mr. Voldemort must have cast some healing magic. Our eyes are much better now."

"After escaping from that area, this Zongzi chased after us relentlessly, charging like a warrior with a spear in hand."

"During the fight, I accidentally cut my hand, and the blood splashed onto Zongzi and was quickly absorbed."

"We fought and retreated all the way like this, and finally escaped."

Zhang Haike turned his head and stared at Tom: "You should have something else to add."

Tom said helplessly: "There is not much to say. The moment he picked up the spear, I seemed to hear his wailing."

Edward, who could read minds, also said, "Yes, when he held the spear, I could read a relatively complete sentence. He said that he would stop the arrival of the Demon Kingdom, and he would not give up even if his soul was burned by flames forever."

Zhang Haike hummed: "So the chairman helped him get rid of it."

Zhang Qiyuan rolled the golden liquid into circles, forming a golden poop with a perfect shape. One could tell at a glance that anyone who could poop like this must be very healthy.

"Little Tom, you are not honest. What did you do to the prince? Tell the truth!" Zhang Qiyuan pointed at Tom, and then at the golden poop on the ground.

Tom stood up. "He smells so good of death. My void ate half of his soul."

Zhang Qiyuan smiled and said, "Why did you only eat half of it?"

"I can't eat," said Tom honestly. "I have indigestion."

Zhang Qiyuan looked at Tom deeply and said, "Then you'd better hurry up and digest these residues." After all, the ultimate goal is the feast.

****

This trip was full of fog and clouds, and apart from the photos we took, we gained nothing.

So I decided to take a look at what information the mural contained.

To sum up, Prince Gumo wanted to kill the Queen of Jingjue. While gathering intelligence on the enemy, he discovered the Queen's secret: all those who had seen the Queen's face disappeared.

"I found the clue." Zhang Haike was sure that this was definitely related to the imaginary space.

Yang Xueli looked at the last few abstract murals and pointed at one of them: "This should be the Zagrama Valley. Our goal, the Jingjue Ancient City, is here."

The man with black glasses nodded and said, "We should be very close. The clan leader and I discovered that the underground river has a strong current. If we follow the underground river, we should be able to get there."

Yang Xueli was overjoyed. She remembered the underground river recorded in her notebook at home: "Follow the Zidu underground river and you will see the Zaglama Valley. There is no signal from the magnetic field there."

So, determine the direction of your next trip and follow the underground river.

An Liman is a desert guide and he is a professional in finding traces of underground rivers.

Wang Kaixuan glanced at the dark entrance and muttered quietly: "Why don't we go down and clean up the spoils?"

Zhang Qiyuan took a shovel, scooped up the golden poop, and then said to Wang Kaixuan: "Go and clean it up, we are waiting for you upstairs."

Seeing that Zhang Qiyuan was so easy to talk to, Wang Kaixuan hesitated and glanced at Hu Bayi.

"Tsk, I won't lock you up down there." Zhang Qiyuan said with a smile.

But Wang Kaixuan was so frightened that he dared not go down.

Zhang Haike knew very well that Zhang Qiyuan had mastered the art of language, which was truly bizarre. He patted Wang Kaixuan on the sturdy back and said, "We will buy back the things you brought back at the market price."

The bold ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death.

Wang Kaixuan was determined not to miss any opportunity to make a fortune.

"Let's go, Lao Hu!"

Hu Bayi was also very excited, but he still restrained himself: "Be careful, Xiaopang."

Yang Xueli looked at the two money-hungry people, shook her head, turned around and went to eat with Feng Baobao. After a fierce battle, she urgently needed to replenish her energy.