Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

Hua Han knew that Horiki Shoichi was yin and yang himself, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

"Bang dang!"

Hua Han threw the big knife aside and walked in front of Horiki Shoichi.

Before Shoichi Horiki could react, a sudden hand hit the back of Shoichi Horiki's neck.

With a little force, Horiki took off and breathed air at a height of one meter and seven meters.

"Ahh

Horiki Shoichi is short in stature, and in Hanahan's hands, he looks like a pig waiting to be castrated.

Hua Han laughed and threw Horiki up the ground.

Following a graceful arc, Horiki fell heavily to the ground, the facial features of his entire face suddenly constricted, and two rows of uneven teeth were exposed, as if he was wearing a mask of pain.

Hua Han squatted down and patted Horiki Shoichi lightly on the face:

"In order to avoid such a situation next time, I suggest that you pee first to take pictures of what you are."

"I just touched your face and found that it was not ordinarily thick, and I realized how you had the confidence to say these words when you couldn't even touch my waist.

"I advise you to be obedient, I plan to take Li Yi's body away, but if you die, it will only rot here."

Horiki Shoichi's hand was bruised by himself, but his face was full of smiles: "I'm sorry boss."

After Hua Han turned around, Horiki Shoichi's eyes were full of viciousness.

Smith stowed his gun behind his back and counted the piles of discs.

Wang Kaixuan looked at Sun Yaozu, who was kneading the leather drum on the side, and shouted: "Eh, you go too, there is great power in numbers."

Sun Yaozu snorted indignantly and coldly: "you, I'm the professor of Daxia! How can I do such a thing! Why don't you go!" Wang

Kaixuan looked fearless, and pointed to Shirley Yang who was holding him: "I'm taking care of the wounded, don't let your professor's fart go anymore, hurry up, go find something."

Sun Yaozu was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he opened his mouth and shouted at you for a long time.

Finally, he let out a long breath, shook his head, walked over to Smith, and followed him to find something.

Anderson and the others had no choice but to follow and split the discs together.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and several people quickly separate the discs.

Huo Jilin and Hu Bayi counted the discs that were separated, but found that although the group of people had found a lot of them just now, they were basically things that did not match the ones on the gossip mirror.

can be used on the gossip mirror, counting the one that Huo Jilin found himself, there are only four pieces.

Smith instantly felt extremely angry, flipped those things that he didn't need to the ground, and scolded: "Fake! Isn't this a fucking wasted effort

!" Wang Kaixuan gave Smith a thumbs up: "Brother, listening to your words, this is the first time I understand what is called the combination of Chinese and Western!"

Hu Bayi looked at the dense pile of bone shelves in the tomb, his face failed to manage, and his brows furrowed: "Where do you have to find such a large pile of bones?"

Wang Kaixuan also muttered: "He's mua! This dog-day King Zhou Wen, why did he make such a troublesome mechanism!"

Hu Bayi touched the things on the altar and pulled out a round piece with a pig's head in the mouth of the bull's head.

Huo Jilin and Hu Bayi searched on the altar again and found two more discs.

The seven discs have been found, and there is only a moment left for the dragon's disc.

Hu Bayi turned the altar up and down, but found no trace of the eighth disc.

Dense beads of sweat had already appeared on Hu Bayi's forehead: "Where is this eighth piece?"

Huo Jilin walked down the altar, his eyes as sharp as an eagle searched the ground.

It finally landed on the brazier that Shirley Young had just stepped on.

Huo Jilin picked up the paper brazier and crumpled it in his hand.

The papers fell one after another, and a round piece engraved with a dragon head appeared in Huo Jilin's hand.

Huo Jilin jumped on the altar and, together with Hu Bayi, put eight discs into the gossip mirror.

"Boom!"

a loud mechanism sounded, and the altar in front of him began to slowly open upwards.

After more than 30 seconds, the rumbling stopped, the top floor of the altar was lifted high, and the sacrificial offerings such as the head of the ox were scattered all over the ground.

Hu Bayi looked cautiously into the altar.

I saw that the tomb was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything real.

Hu Bayi pulled Huo Jilin: "Brother Huo, come and see, what is in here?"

Huo Jilin grabbed a few flares and threw them in.

"Bang!".

Several flares exploded at once, instantly illuminating the scene inside the altar as if it were daylight.

Below the altar was an open space.

The altar is about three stories high from the open space, and the open space is about 60 square meters.

Hu Bayi took out the rope from his backpack, found a fulcrum on the altar, and tied a dead knot.

After testing the stability of the rope, Hu Bayi looked at Huo Jilin and said, "Brother Huo, I'll go down and take a look first, don't act rashly." With

that, he slid down the rope and slid down the clearing.

Wang Kaixuan was shocked, and hurriedly threw Shirley Yang to Hua Han, threw herself to the side of the altar, and shouted anxiously: "Old Hu, be careful in everything!"

Hu Bayi nodded to Wang Kaixuan: "Don't worry, fatty, I won't have an accident."

Wang Kaixuan was still relieved: "Lao Hu, when you are in the end, don't move, wait for me to come down with you."

Hu Bayi couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

It's really hard to find such a sincere brother with a lantern.

Hu Bayi smiled at Wang Kaixuan, "Don't worry about me, fatty, what can I do."

Wang Kaixuan lay quietly on the edge of the altar, not daring to speak again, for fear that he would divert Hu Bayi's attention.

This vertical distance is not high, and with Hu Bayi's skills, it only takes about a minute.

After Hu Bayi landed, Wang Kaixuan immediately slid down the rope.

Although Wang Kaixuan is fat, he still has nothing to say about his skills.

Descending all the way, Wang Kaixuan soon arrived at Hu Bayi's side.

At this time, Huo Jilin was propping one hand on the edge of the altar, looking at the scene inside the altar.

The weak Shirley Yang's whole body pressed on Hua Han's body, which made Hua Han cry bitterly.

"Smith, do you have any eyesight, why don't you help her to the wall!" Hua

Han shouted through gritted teeth.

Smith hurriedly trotted over, took Shirley Young, and put it next to the wall.

Hua Han immediately ran to the side of the altar, poked his head into the altar, and watched.

At this time, Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi were turning on their flashlights and shining around the clearing.

"Bang!"

the sound of the mechanism opening sounded, and the hearts of the people up and down the altar immediately rose to their throats.