You said you were good at archaeology, but your tattoo of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin has be

Hua Han patted Smith on the shoulder and sighed:

"In our line of work, we have to live with our heads hanging on our belts. We never know when our heads will fall off."

"Losing a partner is nothing unusual."

"If I die here, I hope I won't make you emotional. Now is not the time to be sad. Such emotions are harmful to us now."

"Okay, put away all your bad emotions, carry your weapons, and set off."

Smith nodded and packed up his weapons neatly.

The current squad has been reduced from eight people at the beginning to three people now.

With five fewer people to share the weapons, Smith and Anderson were really struggling.

The two left the best weapons behind, and the rest stayed where they were, catching up with the team that had already moved forward.

Wang Kaixuan walked beside Huo Jilin, with a worried look on his face: "Master Huo, do you think that if this mechanism continues to be activated, will it trap us here forever?"

Huo Jilin chuckled and shook his head: "No, since he has a way to create this mechanism, he has a way to break it."

This tomb chamber is not big. After just one or two minutes, the group walked into another tomb passage.

This tomb passage is very wide, with torches on both sides of the wall that have long been unusable.

At the end is a huge bronze door, and on top of the door is a golden dragon head that has turned a little black.

This dragon head is not small, about the size of three bowling balls, and is carved lifelike, as if it was really cut off from a dragon.

Wang Kaixuan exclaimed, his eyes showing greed: "Such a big golden head, I wonder how much it is worth! So, of the things found in this tomb, I, Fatty, only want this dragon head, I don't want anything else."

Hu Bayi smiled: "Fatty, it can put such a big dragon head here, there may be better things inside."

Wang Kaixuan's eyes have been on the dragon head, unwilling to leave easily: "Then I can't care, if there are other things, you can divide them up, I like this one, you see, I feel that the forehead of this dragon head is signed by my name, Wang Kaixuan."

Huo Jilin smiled and said nothing, thinking: During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the gold purification technology was very ordinary. If it weren't for the year, it would not be worth much money at all.

Hua Han was striding forward, but was stopped by Hu Bayi:

"This place doesn't look simple, we'd better be careful."

Hua Han felt that Hu Bayi made sense, and quickly retracted the half-stepped leg.

Smith took out a few grenades from his backpack, poured out the gunpowder, scooped up some soil from the ground and stuffed it in, then tied the grenades together and threw them at the dragon head.

"Swish!"

An arrow with a flaming tip pierced straight at the grenades and instantly shattered them.

This scene made Hua Han stand there in shock.

Smith exhaled with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I replaced the gunpowder with mud, otherwise, even if we were not blown into a meat paste, we would have been killed by the shock wave."

"Kacha!"

Before everyone could react, the sound of bows and crossbows reached everyone's ears.

Hu Bayi reacted immediately, pulling Wang Kaixuan and Huo Jilin and running: "Run! This arrow won't be finished in a short time!"

Hearing Hu Bayi's words, Hua Han immediately ran back with Anderson and Smith, and Shirley Yang didn't care about Sun Yaozu's injury and dragged Sun Yaozu back to the place.

Before everyone had finished evacuating, a bow and arrow with a flaming arrow head rushed straight towards the group.

Seeing this, Hua Han immediately took out a knife and cut the bow and arrow in half.

Wang Kaixuan was anxious and angry: "What the hell is this mechanism! It's been thousands of years! It hasn't aged yet!"

Huo Jilin looked at the arrows coming towards Hua Han and the others: "This mechanism is a bit old, otherwise, the arrows shot out would be more than this, most of us here would have been pierced by arrows."

Hu Bayi looked at the direction where the arrows were fired: "This thing is a cannon arrow, each arrow has been soaked in fire dragon oil, and the firing port is coated with gunpowder. No matter how many years it has been, as long as this mechanism can still work, the cannon arrow will not lose its function."

There are more and more cannon arrows, and Hua Han is alone in the front to buy time for the people retreating behind.

Seeing that there are more and more cannon arrows in the sky, Hua Han gradually can't hold on, and several blood blisters have been burned on his body.

After everyone retreated to a safe place, Smith shouted to Hua Han: "Boss! Come back soon!"

Hua Han was attracted by Smith's shout, and a cannon arrow instantly pierced Hua Han.Han's thigh.

"Ah!"

"Bang!"

Hua Han's knife fell to the ground, and he fell down involuntarily.

Even though Hua Han was strong, he was stimulated by the severe pain and let out a scream that made his scalp numb.

Seeing that the overwhelming rain of rockets was about to pierce Hua Han into a hedgehog, Huo Jilin immediately summoned Nezha, and a Hun Tian Ling wrapped Hua Han and sent him back to safety.

Huo Jilin immediately summoned the dragon, which was still a phantom that only he could see.

The dragon hovered over Huo Jilin, amplifying Huo Jilin's ability to control water.

Huo Jilin raised his hands, and a spring of water rushed towards the rain of arrows like a huge wave.

Water and fire are mutually reinforcing and will never blend.

After being washed by water, several artillery arrows fell to the ground, like a pile of dead branches and rotten leaves.

Soon, the last artillery arrow was also rushed to the ground by Huo Jilin.

Then, the dragon opened its mouth and sucked away the water accumulated on the ground.

After everything was done, Huo Jilin looked back at Hua Han.

Hua Han couldn't stop shaking all over, her face was a little pale, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Anderson was dealing with the arrow that had pierced her flesh for her. Every time he moved, Hua Han would let out a very painful groan.

Arrow wounds usually injure nerves, and the pain was like someone cutting your flesh with a sharp blade.

Anderson spent a long time trying to finally pull the arrow out of Hua Han's leg.

At this time, Hua Han's face was completely bloodless, and his lips were covered with dead skin.

Smith regretted it very much. A man of eight feet tall, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he kept saying sorry.

After Anderson bandaged Hua Han's wound, he injected Hua Han with two doses of morphine to numb the wound.

Worried that Hua Han's wound would become inflamed, Anderson injected double the amount of penicillin.

Hua Han was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and was extremely weak. He shouted in a hoarse voice, "Don't delay the progress because of me."