Idle People

How many sets of human bones are actually installed in such a large cauldron?

After learning of this fact, the four people present did not immediately think about the supernatural, but analyzed it from a historical perspective—it might be human sacrifices used in ancient tombs.

"The planning is done with care, but the legendary secret treasure... I haven't seen it until now!" Hong Chen, the writer, said with some regret, "Little Ban, didn't you say anything in the gang?"

Half a day away shaking his head.

I also know that the various gangs have mixed eyes. After entering the underground palace, they will naturally not openly broadcast any news of this operation on the gang channel.Blood River could have known the progress, but because of his resignation from the team and the half-day leisure team, it is temporarily impossible to grasp other people's dynamics.

"Forget it, since there's nothing here, let's move on... Ah Dao, what are you doing?" Hong Chen, the writer, was talking, when he suddenly found that Heng Dao was lying on the ground looking under the cauldron.

Hearing this, Hengdao raised his head slightly and replied, "I want to see if there are any traces of fire underneath."

"Fire? What are you thinking? Do you think the owner of the tomb cooks human flesh with this big cauldron?" Knelt down to the logic of this foodie roommate in half a day.

Heng Dao smiled sheepishly, "I'm just trying to diverge my thinking. Ah, but there seems to be something engraved on the underside of this tripod. Which of you brought the torch and still have some left?"

Blood River silently handed over a lit torch.

Hengdao put the torch under the cauldron to light it, and murmured: "According to the records above...well, the owner of this tomb seems to be some kind of 'Prince Chatu'...well, it is said that it can drive ghost soldiers...eh? It seems that this tripod was put in later! An organization called 'Fengyin Sect', in order to wake up the sealed Prince Chatu, used the big tripod to release the flesh and blood of living people..."

Writer Hong Chen listened, rubbed between his brows, patted Hengdao on the back and said, "We're not here to do archaeology, just look at this kind of thing casually."

"Wait!" Hengdao's voice suddenly became tense, "It says that Prince Chatu is sealed with eight bronze mirrors!"

"..."

When the other three heard the words, they all thought of the mirror used to open the underground palace this time.

In this world, things like premonitions are often good and not bad spirits.

Just half a day away, I felt that they seemed to have fallen into a trap with a large layout this time, when I suddenly heard a roar that did not sound like a human voice from the depths of the underground palace.

The writer Hongchen's face changed when he heard the roar, and he said solemnly: "Hey, I think it's all thanks to the Nine Gangs Alliance that we can open the underground palace this time. I really shouldn’t argue with them. I’ve visited the underground palace now, why don’t I go back?” Just as he was speaking, the curses of the players were faintly mixed into his roar.

Half a day leisure and Hengdao immediately follow the writer Hongchen

Standing on the same stand, determined to withdraw.

But after running for a while, he turned around and found that Xuehe was looking in the direction of the roaring sound.

"Blood River?"

"You guys go first, I'll go over and see if there is anything that needs help." Xuehe said.

Hengdao was moved, "Brother Xuehe, you are so angry that I feel ashamed..."

Xuehe said lightly: "The land reclamation personnel have received pensions in advance." Taking people's money means doing things.

It was said that Hongchen and Hengdao, the writers who didn't receive pensions, could go away with peace of mind, but they shook their heads and didn't keep up after half a day's leisure, "I went to watch the fun with Xuehe. Anyway, I'm low-ranking, so even if I die, it won't be a big loss. .”

Little loss?Dropping from level 29 to level 30 is much worse than dropping to level [-] from level [-], okay? !

Heng Dao wanted Ban Zhaixian to wake up, but Hongchen, the writer, rushed ahead of him and approved Ban Zhaixian's death.

"Go, go, anyway, your level was brought up by Blood River, so you should pay him a few levels." Hong Chen, the writer, waved his hand impatiently.

After half a day, he laughed and ran after the blood river who had gone away.

Xue He turned around in surprise when he heard the sound of running behind him, and saw the smiling face of Ban Zian Xian.

"I think the old man always has a reason for throwing me in here, so I'll go and see with you." Ban Zhai Xian explained.

Xuehe naturally didn't believe that the other party came back for such a reason, but he had nothing to say and just nodded for half a day to accompany him.

While they were on their way, the weird roaring sound never stopped, but slowly, Ban Tianxian found that the roaring sound began to change from crazy to calmer.And the voices of the players in front of them cursing have decreased a lot.

Optimistically, perhaps the situation is gradually under control.

From a pessimistic point of view, it is probably that people are almost dead.

Half-day leisure individuals are more inclined to pessimistic estimates.

In fact, the small hall they were in before was not far from the center of chaos.

However, in less than 10 minutes, Bantian Xian and Xuehe could already see a very spacious tomb in front of them. There were many torches scattered on the ground of the tomb, obviously left by the players who came in to hunt for treasure.

There were still sounds of fighting in the tomb.

Xuehe held the Luohuang short blade in his hand, and just as he was preparing for the battle, a figure suddenly flashed into the passage they were in.

The visitor looked familiar for a long time, and when he saw Xuehe's frowning expression, he immediately remembered - damn it!Isn't this Merry Seventh Young Master? !

The Merry Seventh Young Master obviously didn't expect that he would run into Blood River just by running away.

Seeing the appearance of Xuehe holding double blades, Merry Seventh Young Master subconsciously shouted: "It is agreed that there will be a temporary truce during the exploration of the underground palace!"

"..." Nima, don't you have such a thing as integrity?half-day leisure

He was speechless to Merry Seventh Young Master, whose personality could be described as more than "a bit cheap".

Xuehe obviously didn't want to talk to that bitch, Merry Seventh Young Master, and only asked, "What's going on inside."

"We opened the coffin and awakened a corpse king." Merry Seventh Young Master said.

Isn't this a martial arts game? Is it really okay to have something like a corpse king?

A half-day idle face with question marks.

Seeing that Xuehe had left Merry Seventh Young Master and walked towards the tomb, he wanted to follow after half a day's leisure, but was stopped by Merry Seventh Young Master.

"Why?" Because of Xuehe's relationship, Ban Tianxian didn't like the guy in front of him either.

"At your level, you will be knocked out as soon as you enter the move. Kindly remind me, before the boss fully wakes up, run for your life." Merry Seventh Young Master said.

It's going to rain red, and the person who sent someone to clean him up before is actually persuading him to run for his life!

The development of the situation in front of me made Half a Day's leisure feel a little messy in the wind.

Pushing away Merry Seventh Young Master's hand, Ban Zha Xian said coldly, "Thank you for reminding me, but not everyone will abandon their companions and run away just to keep a level."

Merry Seventh Young Master was taken aback.

Ban Rixian, who threw away the other party and walked away, praised himself in his heart for what he said just now was so handsome, but in the end, the extreme joy turned into sadness, before he was intoxicated for two seconds, there was a black smoke in front of his eyes, and when he came back to his senses... Ban Rixian found himself standing Inside the resurrection point in Chang'an.

Bye.

Just hung up like this? !

After slowly digesting the situation in front of him, Ban Zhai quickly called up his character panel, looked at the clear "29" in the level column, and almost spit out blood.

There are quite a few players who died inexplicably like him, and there are exclamations one after another in the resurrection point.

"Fuck! I'm dead? How did he die?!"

"Damn it, I'm almost going to upgrade to 38!"

"Hey, it's fine if the system wants to save you from becoming a Sanba, why bother me..."

Amid the din of people, I saw the Blood River in half a day's leisure.

Then he also found Konghua, and the Merry Seventh Young Master who wanted to escape but obviously failed, and was also resurrected in seconds.

From this point of view, the people who entered the underground palace this time should basically have returned from death?This unscientific!Even if you are going to die, you should let me see what the murderer looks like first, I haven't seen the corpse king yet!

Half a day leisurely raised his foot and kicked a stone away in grief and indignation.

All the players were preparing to collectively harass the GM to report the situation, when they suddenly heard the big bell on the upper floor of Chang'an City ring loudly.

In order to enhance the atmosphere of the game, sometimes important announcements in Shenzhou will not be directly notified to players individually by email, but will ring the big bells of the main cities, and gather players to the city gates to look at the bulletin boards.

Of course, considering the crowds

In such a situation, the system thoughtfully arranged for an NPC dressed as an official to stand next to the bulletin board and read out the content of the bulletin aloud over and over again.

This kind of thing that needs to be announced by ringing the bell has only been tested twice in Shenzhou until now, including this time.

The last time, it was announced that it would start formal fee-charging operations.This time, what will it be?

After being taken aback for the first time, everyone came back to their senses and immediately ran wildly, wanting to hear what the officials were going to do.

Because of the need to cooperate with Ban Tianxian's light work speed, when Xuehe and Ban Tianxian arrived near the city gate, the area around the bulletin board was already blocked by the players who arrived first.

Although standing on the periphery of the crowd, the voice of the NPC reading can be heard clearly, but...well, it is a bit uncomfortable not being able to see the bulletin board and NPC officials from this angle.

I couldn't help stretching my neck for half a day.

Amused by the other party's futile efforts, a smile flashed in his eyes, Xue He shook his head helplessly, took a break for half a day, and pointed to the teahouse next to him.

Half a day away, he looked in the direction of Xuehe's finger, and regretfully said: "The teahouse seems to be full too."

"Go to the roof." Xue He said calmly.

Although they arrived later than the people who surrounded the bulletin board, compared to those players who hurried back to the city after receiving news from their friends, Half a Day and Blood River arrived earlier.

Therefore, they successfully seized a good location on the roof of the teahouse for easy observation.

The players who arrived late couldn't even grab a tile from the nearby roof, so they could only sit on the ground in grief and listen to the reading.