Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

This passage is very narrow and long, and the further you go in, the more weird it feels.

At the beginning, the surrounding stone walls flashed with a little red light, and there were a few suona sounds in Huo Jilin's ears.

Smith and the others looked at the red light on the stone wall, and they couldn't help but feel a little chill in their hearts.

The further you go inside, the more obvious the red light becomes, and it is even imprinted on everyone's bodies.

The music in the ears is also getting louder and louder, and the pipa, suona, drums, chimes and other musical instruments are blended together, and the music played is magnificent, which is quite a bit of a lingering sound for three days.

Wang Kaixuan thought for a while, his face was full of doubts

: "How can there be the sound of wind instruments here?"

"Why don't you want to think about what kind of place is this!" "What kind of concert is going on!

" "This is not fun to play!"

Hu Bayi frowned and frowned:

"

Fatty, this is not like a concert, this red light in the sky and the dowry outside, no matter how I look at

it, it looks like a wedding!" "Ah!" Wang Kaixuan was startled for a moment, and took a few steps back, "How could it be! Lao Hu! This tomb is thousands of years old! This funeral has already been completed! What about the wedding!"

Huo Jilin chuckled: " It's pretty good, it's all here, it's a wedding or a funeral, don't you know if you go in and take a look?"

Shirley Yang nodded: "Yes, don't you know if you go and see?"

At this time, Hua Han and Li Yi had already taken several big strides forward, distanced themselves from everyone, and walked at the front of the tomb.

A vermilion wooden door appeared in front of him.

The sound of music through the wooden door was particularly loud.

Hua Han turned around and shouted, "Eh! step big one by one, don't grind

!" When everyone came behind him, Hua Han clenched the big knife with one hand and pushed open the vermilion gate with the other.

This door opened much better than the previous one, and with a slight push, it opened.

What they saw in front of them shocked everyone.

I saw that in this tomb, red silk was hung everywhere, there were six wooden stakes in the tomb, and a candlestick was hung on each stake, and three red candles with gold thread were lit on the candlestick, and

on the two sides of the tomb,

there were two rows of musicians.

The musicians in the front row are holding suona tied with red ribbons, and ten fingers that have become dry bones are playing hard, playing the suona too much, and a skull head is swaying back and forth, left and right, and some dust is falling from time to time.

Several musicians in the back row dressed in the palace maids are playing the pipa, and the finger bones that are as white as snow are placed on the strings, playing a passionate tune for a while, and becoming very tactful for a while, from time to time the strings or wheel fingers, and the bones fall from time to time with a crunching sound.

In the center of the two groups of musicians, there was a tall cadre, dressed in a red and white dress, with a big red ribbon wrapped around his forehead, and was beating the drum hard.

"Knock, knock, knock!" the

drums seemed to hit people's hearts.

Behind the drummer is an altar with a cushion woven of straw and red gold-trimmed satin on the left and right.

On the altar, there are chickens and ducks on the left, oxen on the right, and oxen in the middle.

The musicians are still playing happily.

I have to say that the ancient musical instruments played by these ancients are indeed beautiful and moving, and the aftermath is lingering and extraordinary.

But after all, this is in the ancient tomb, and no matter how well this group of dried corpses plays, it still can't alleviate the weirdness that permeates the tomb.

Every time the hands of these dry corpses moved, these people couldn't help but feel a little more frightened.

As soon as Shoichi Horiki and Hideo Fujita saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but get their crotch soaked, and they fell to the ground on the spot and kept shivering: "Yes... There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Anderson helped Wilson, his face showed fear, his legs trembled, Anderson

almost couldn't help Wilson: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it was okay just now, and it will be fine now."

Peng Longjin and Sun Yaozu were so frightened that they squeaked and screamed, and the two wanted to hide behind each other's backs, but they made a fuss.

Sun Yaozu was angry, and viciously pushed Peng Longjin: "What are you doing? I'm a professor! Do you understand it! Daxia can't get a lot of property! Protect me and you should do it!" Peng

Longjin was anxious and afraid, so he slapped Sun Yaozu impulsively: "Don't pretend to be your mother's garlic! What's wrong with you being a professor! Do you know who Lao Tzu is! Lao Tzu is your father!"

Sun Yaozu, who was slapped in the face, felt aggrieved and fearful in an instant, and sat on the ground and cried: "I

won't go forward! I won't go one step further! I want to go back! I want to go back to the capital!" He

really couldn't figure it out, when he was in the research institute, he was also above ten thousand people under one person, and there was no disrespect in the entire research institute.

But when he got here, no one respected him and didn't say anything, and he was beaten and scolded at every turn.

Peng Longjin couldn't bear it, and punched Sun Yaozu's bald head again: "Dog thing! What is it called! If you attract that group of things over in a while, I will throw you in immediately!"

At this time, Sun Yaozu didn't dare to howl, so he could only bury his head in his knees, and kept silently chanting in his heart: I can't see me, I can't see me.

Although Hua Han and Li Yi were also taken aback, they quickly calmed down, one pulled out a gun and the other held a knife, and stared vigilantly at the dried corpses in front of them.

After all, there are a large number of dried corpses in front of him, and if not fifty, there must be forty.

If they really do it, maybe their group of people will not be enough to take care of a full meal.

Wang Kaixuan looked at the group of corpses holding a wedding in front of him, and shook his head: "Tut-tut, Lao Hu, Huo Ye, you say, come here to attend the wedding, do you pay the money?

Hu Ba paused, looked at Wang Kaixuan, and said in his heart: This fat man won't be stupid? At this time, he can still think about money?

After sorting out his language, Hu Bayi looked at Wang Kaixuan: "If you have to pay the money, fat man, we can only take you out."

Wang Kaixuan let out an "ah" and leaned closer to Huo Jilin's side: "Although we don't have money, Huo Ye and Shirley Yang have money! Why do you want to take me out!"

Shirley Yang looked at the two grudges in front of him who were laughing at each other, and continued: "Do you think they are short of money? If you want to go with them, you can only go out with them for dinner."

Although the three of them

were still joking, the nervousness and chattering teeth from time to time still revealed the fear in their hearts.

At this time, Huo Jilin closed his eyes tightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, and did not say a word.

As soon as Hu Bayi noticed Huo Jilin's expression, he put his hand in front of Huo Jilin and shook it: "Huo Ye, Huo Ye, what are you doing? I see your expression, how can you still enjoy it a little?"