Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

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

"Why are these two dried corpses so strange? Huo Ye, do you know what these two things are?"

asked Wang Kaixuan.

Huo Jilin explained.

"It has been recorded in the records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty that in the Zagrama Mountain, there is a prophet and an ancestor.

"This prophet is able to predict everything that will happen in the future, and the prophet is able to turn the fortunes of the country around.

"I guess it's the two in front of you. It

was only then that several people noticed that the prophet was in front of the saints. There is also a stone box carved with a mural.

"Huo Ye, what's written on this? Take a look!" Huo

Jilin glanced at the mural and explained.

"Judging from this fresco, what is carved is an ancient prophecy.

"It says that in a thousand years, six people will break into this place and open the stone box.

Wang Kaixuan hurriedly answered: "But there are seven of us!"

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

"It was just now, but not now.

Wang Kaixuan was puzzled: "What do you mean, Huo Ye, why can't I understand?"

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

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

"Patriotic... Xiaoye··· Xiao Sa··· Xiao Chu...

Chen Jiuren didn't dare to look at it, so he could only murmur the names of several of his students.

Chu Jian stood in front of Chen Jiuren, put a finger in his mouth and sucked, and was stupidly happy at Chen Jiuren.

Wang Kaixuan reversed Ye Yixin.

She didn't know when her head had been smashed into a big hole, and it was still bleeding.

There was no blood on his face.

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

"Alas.

Hu Bayi sighed.

Huo Jilin continued.

It was also said that one of the six men opened the stone box.

Chu Jian suddenly began to yell frantically.

"Dead, dead, all dead

!" "Ghosts, there are ghosts!" "

I'm a scientist! Demons and monsters get out of here!"

Huo Ji was about to go, and smashed a knife handle at Chu Jian.

Chu Jian fell unconscious.

Huo Jilin clapped his hands and opened the stone box in one fell swoop.

"You're too brave, Huo Ye! What if there's a mechanism in it!"

Huo Jilin shook his head: "No." "

Inside the stone box, there is a smaller stone box.

There are already murals carved on it.

It said that one of the six of us was a demon.

"And that's just two cases.

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

"The second is when the evil spirit is caught and has a different head.

"If the demon dies, then open the third stone box and the last tomb door.

Huo Jilin said very indifferently, as comfortable as a sentence about having eaten.

At the mention of evil ghosts, Hu Bayi, Wang Kaixuan, and Shirley Yang all looked at Huo Jilin.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Huo

Jilin looked at the expressions of the three of them and couldn't help but ask.

Co-authored, did these people regard themselves as evil ghosts?

However, Huo Jilin did not have the slightest surprise.

After all, if you think about it from their perspective, you will doubt it.

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

There is no such thing as a bad consequence.

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

Huo Ji didn't hide it: "Do you think it's me?"

Hu Bayi said: "Brother Huo, I really don't blame us for being suspicious of you, the difference between you and ordinary people is too great."

Shirley Young continued, "I'm sure you're not a ghost, but I don't know who to suspect."

Hu Bayi took out a black donkey's hoof from his pocket: "Brother Huo, you take a bite, we will know when you take a bite."

Huo Jilin sneered.

"Do you think that the evil ghost is afraid of this? Do you think that 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 is really an evil ghost, then he can kill everyone with a raised hand.

"Now anyone can be a ghost, you, me, Fatty, Chu Jian, Chen Jiuren, and Shirley Yang are all possible.

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

Bayi suddenly realized.

"This evil ghost must have escaped from the Peerless Country.

"No matter how disguised it is, it certainly hasn't experienced the Cultural Revolution, let alone political studies! "

Let's just memorize a poem written by Chairman Mao and his old man, if anyone can't memorize it, he's a ghost!" Huo

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

"There are no evil spirits at all, all of this is made by these two prophets and saints to make us kill each other. With

that, let's get 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 suspect that you are a demon even more!"

"It starts with you. Huo

Jilin was very helpless, but knowing that a few people were now frightened birds, he simply said:

"Okay, good, start with me!" "

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

"Look inside and outside the Great Wall, but recklessly. "

Up and down the river... Let's look at the present day.

After Huo Ji finished reciting, Hu Bayi began to memorize it himself.

"The cold autumn of independence...

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning.

Hu Bayi looked at Shirley Yang again.

Shirley Yang was stunned for a moment, and her expression changed slightly:

"Have you forgotten? "