Qin Tianlu frowned and looked at me, as if he was a little disgusted, and then snorted coldly: "Old Du, decades ago, I advised you not to believe in these evil ways. There are no Taoist magic. These so-called talismans are just tricks to deceive people. You have been acquainted for so many years, but don't you understand these?"

"That's right, Lao Du, what kind of talismans are just a piece of broken paper pretending to be a god. As the deadly professor of archaeology in the country, why do you still believe in these things and really lose face in our industry?"

Another old man looked at Lao Du with some dissatisfaction. It seemed that he had long had an objection to Lao Du's divineness.

Damn, I really want to slap this old guy in the face, thinking that he was the one invited by him, I held back.

Gu Moru, who was beside him, also pinched his fists and crackled, so he could not beat him up.

But the fat man, the people in their profession and the archaeological people, looked down on each other. After enduring this group of people for a long time, he was so angry that he ran away again and jumped up to curse.

Seeing this, Gu Moru and I shook our heads and were too lazy to care about these people anymore. They insisted on committing suicide, and we couldn't stop them.

I was full of energy to protect my body, so I wanted to protect my face and eyes, and then I went to the crack to observe.

What makes people feel cold is that even though the Qi has already protected the body, the left eyeball still feels a very weak stinging pain in the yi array before and after reaching the crack.

I was shocked. Even though my body was covered with the weakest body protection effect, but with my current strength, I was still like this. If Gu Moru and Fatty could not protect their body, if they faced this wind without any defense, they would probably be seriously injured in an instant.

In the crack, besides the storm of cold wind, it is also very bright. It is so bright that the eyes of ordinary humans cannot see anything clearly, just like a large light bulb of hundreds of watts, coming in front of them.

Only by using the sky eye did I see the picture in front of me clearly. After seeing it clearly, my hair was standing upside down. My body suddenly retreated. My left hand turned into a claw while protecting my body. I grabbed the one I saw like a ghost and attacked the thing in front of me.

"Bone" Everyone was shocked after seeing what was in my hand.

Indeed, this is the shiny black calves bones, and the bone swords that are grinding are as bright as black jade, and they emit a faint smell. This smell cannot be considered a fragrance.

I just threw away the bones, and then I came again, and then my thigh bones, and finally even my hand bones came.

My head was covered with black lines. These black bones looked like the black skull I saw in the crack. Could it be that there were many of them inside? Or, that guy took off his bones?

No wonder, this guy stopped after throwing away the leg bones of his legs and the hand bones of his hands. He had a good relationship, and this guy still knew he wanted to keep his hands.

Seeing that there was no movement there, I went over and took it, and the skeleton sprayed black breath at me again

Damn, is it still over

I lost my patience and directly pulled off the silver talisman on the right, poured my magic power into it, like a paper blade, flying into the crack.

The guy knew he was afraid, but he was still cut off his skull by the silver talisman paper blade and no longer moved.

Losing the suppression of the silver talisman on the side of the yi, the cold wind coming from the cracks surged up again. I bit through the fingertips of my middle finger and used half of the corpse blood to spend a string of spells on the mud wall, and the effect was much better than that of the silver talisman.

And at this time, I also saw the situation inside clearly.

It was very bright inside, and it was very wide, like the passage of the official road, with bluestone paving the ground, and the stone walls on both sides were carved with ghostly depictions, with various varied and everything.

I frowned and speechless. Did Emperor Qin Shihuang like these before, what the hell is this?

At this time, Yuwei, who had been away for more than ten minutes, came with Taoist Master Hao Ren and Lu Song, and two other old men.

These two people should also be archaeological staff members in terms of equipment and dress, but their temperament and attitude when they see us are completely different.

"Xiao Nan, the country's professional team has arrived and is preparing for the preliminary preparations for digging. We are considered to be the first wave of investigation. Later, professionals should appear."

Taoist Master Lu Song explained and introduced the two old men around him, one named Tian Weidong and one is Feng Weiyun, both of whom are archaeological doctors from the country, with rich experience behind him.

When Lu Song said these praises, he looked at Hao Ren with a guilty look.

I laughed secretly. Tian Weidong and Feng Weiyun knew that they were capable, but when it comes to visiting the tomb, I am afraid that there is still a big difference compared to the ancestral mastermind and Hao Ren, who is a Taoist craftsman.

Of course, in the official opinion, Hao Ren is just a wild path. Although it is powerful, it cannot be put on the table and has no high-tech means. But Tian Weidong and others are different. This time, they brought the most advanced equipment and archaeological instruments in China. Obviously, they attach great importance to the existence related to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang.

Fortunately, Hao Ren seems to have a good relationship with these two people. He is not hostile to each other, but cooperates with each other. After all, after hearing our explanation, even Hao Ren is not sure what the situation is inside. He just secretly sued us. Even if there is a real Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, it is probably not the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang we imagine.

Hearing this, fat Gu Moru Yuwei and I became a little nervous, and at the same time I remembered the ghost tomb.

Could it be that the real Qin Shihuang Mausoleum is a terrifying ghost tomb

Even I couldn't believe this thought. After all, when Qin Shihuang built a tomb, he must have started construction when he was alive. How could he, the emperor of the world, quietly build a ghost tomb? I'm afraid no one in the world can build a ghost tomb?

My fat man and I looked at each other, and we both saw the concerns in each other's eyes.

"Damn, Nanwa, you said that Qin Shihuang won't suddenly appear later, right?" the fat man murmured quietly.

My scalp was numb and I laughed dryly, which was a bit unimaginable.

After all, according to Bai Qi, Qin Shihuang did not have reincarnation. If he was really stuck in the real tomb, what was this guy hiding for more than two thousand years?

"Is it necessary to be resurrected and dominate the country again?" The fat man's mind was so energetic that I made my face dark.

Dominate your sister, but when I think of those mysterious Terracotta Warriors, I was suddenly cold and could only secretly hope that Ying Zheng, the great god, should not make any trouble, otherwise, I am afraid that the entire Xi'an city would have to be buried with him.

While we were discussing, Tian Weidong had already divided all the cash protective equipment and tools he brought. Except for the few of us who didn't need it, the entire archaeological team members, fully armed, began to dig the mud wall with all their might.

And I kept drawing silver talismans and suppressing them on the edge of the mud wall. Finally, there were no more accidents during the excavation process.
Chapter completed!