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

Several people focused their attention on the two mummies in front of them.

"Why are these two mummies so strange? Master Huo, do you know what these two are?"

Wang Kaixuan asked.

Huo Jilin explained.

"It is recorded in the Great Tang Records on the Western Regions that a prophet and a sage are buried in the Zaglama Mountain."

"This prophet can predict everything that will happen in the future, and the sage can reverse the fate of the country."

"I guess it is these two in front of us."

It was only then that several people noticed that in front of the prophet and sage, there was a stone box with murals engraved on it.

"Master Huo, what is written on it? Take a look!"

Huo Jilin glanced at the mural and explained again.

"From the mural, it seems that what is carved is an ancient prophecy."

"It says that after a thousand years, six people will break in here and open the stone box."

Wang Kaixuan quickly replied: "But there are seven of us!"

Huo Jilin glanced at the people in the tomb, and his eyes suddenly stopped at Ye Yixin who was lying face down on the ground.

"Just now, it was still the same, but now it is not certain."

Wang Kaixuan was puzzled: "What do you mean, Mr. Huo, why don't I understand?"

Huo Jilin pointed his finger at Ye Yixin: "Go see her."

Chen Jiuren's mind went blank when he heard that Ye Yixin might have died.

"Aiguo... Xiaoye... Xiaosa... Xiaochu..."

Chen Jiuren didn't dare to look, and could only mutter the names of several of his students.

Chu Jian stood in front of Chen Jiuren, sucking a finger in his mouth, and smiled foolishly at Chen Jiuren.

Wang Kaixuan turned Ye Yixin over.

A big hole had been smashed into her head at some point, and blood was still oozing out.

Her face was completely bloodless.

Wang Kaixuan touched Ye Yixin's nose and shook his head.

"Alas."

Hu Bayi sighed.

Huo Jilin continued.

"It also said that one of the six people opened the stone box."

Chu Jian suddenly started to scream wildly.

"Dead! Dead! All dead!"

"Ghost! There is a ghost!"

"I am a scientist! All the demons and ghosts get out of here! Get out of here!"

Huo Jilin smashed Chu Jian with the handle of his knife like flowing water.

Chu Jian fainted.

Huo Jilin clapped his hands and opened the stone box.

"You are too brave, Master Huo! What if there is a mechanism inside!"

Huo Jilin shook his head: "No."

Inside the stone box was a smaller stone box.

There were already murals engraved on it.

"It said that one of the six of us is an evil ghost."

"And there are only two possibilities."

"The first is that when the next stone box is opened, the evil ghost suddenly attacks and kills the other five people."

"The second is that the evil ghost is caught and his head and body are separated."

"If the evil ghost is dead, then opening the third stone box is the last tomb door."

Huo Jilin said it very calmly, as if he had eaten.

When the evil ghost was mentioned, Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Shirley Yang all looked at Huo Jilin.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Huo Jilin looked at the expressions of the three people and couldn't help asking.

So, these people thought he was an evil ghost?

However, Huo Jilin was not surprised at all.

After all, if he changed his perspective, he would also doubt it.

Huo Jilin didn't care, because he knew that this was just a trick played by the prophets and saints.

There was no so-called evil consequence at all.

Wang Kaixuan stared at Huo Jilin: "I think I guessed who this evil ghost is."

Huo Jilin did not hide it: "Do you think it's me?"

Hu Bayi said: "Brother Huo, it's really not our fault that we are suspicious of you. You are so different from ordinary people."

Shirley Yang continued: "I believe you are not an evil ghost, but I don't know who to suspect."

Hu Bayi took out a black donkey hoof from his pocket: "Brother Huo, take a bite, and we will know after taking a bite."

Huo Jilin laughed sarcastically.

"What do you think? Evil ghosts are afraid of this? What do you think? I don't have the ability to kill you directly?"

Hu Bayi felt that what Huo Jilin said was not unreasonable.

Indeed, if Huo Jilin was really an evil ghost, he could kill everyone with just a wave of his hand.

"Now anyone could be a demon, you, me, Fatty, Chu Jian, Chen Jiuren, Shirley Yang."

Wang Kaixuan looked around: "We can't talk about democracy now! Power comes from the barrel of a gun!"

Hu Bayi suddenly realized.

"This demon must have escaped from the Kingdom of Jingjue."

"No matter how it disguises itself, it must not have experienced it.I have experienced the Cultural Revolution, and I have never been exposed to political studies! I have never read the things we talked about in our textbooks. "

"Let's recite a poem written by Chairman Mao. Whoever can't recite it is an evil ghost!"

Huo Jilin didn't want to waste time, so he put his hand on the stone box.

"There is no evil ghost at all. All this was made by these two prophets and saints to make us kill each other."

After that, he was ready to open the stone box.

Three hands clasped Huo Jilin's hands at the same time.

Hu Bayi stared at Huo Jilin.

"Brother Huo, you will make us more suspicious that you are an evil ghost!"

"Start with you."

"Ah this..."

Huo Jilin was helpless, but knowing that several people were now frightened, he simply said:

"Okay, okay! Start with me!"

"The scenery of the north, thousands of miles of ice and snow."

"Look inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only wilderness. ”

“The river is still up and down… we still have to look at today.”

After Huo Jilin finished reciting, Hu Bayi started to recite it himself.

“Standing alone in the cold autumn…”

“The long road ahead is as hard as iron, but now we start over again.”

Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang again.

Shirley Yang was stunned, and her expression changed subtly:

“Have you forgotten? I am a beautiful Chinese.”