Xiao Ran was shocked, it seemed that without the soul-locking orb, Prince Mo would soon turn into a white-haired rice dumpling.

If it were to pop out, let alone the fact that there were so many people in this small tomb, it would not be possible to subdue it. With Professor Chen and Hao Aiguo being such a hindrance, it would be really difficult if one or two of them were injured.

There is no way to clean it up.

Besides, he didn't want everyone to know that he secretly opened the coffin and touched the beads.

For the current plan, the only way is to strike first. Fortunately, after entering this desert, the several artifacts were muted. At this moment, when I pulled out the Guanshan Sword, there was no noise like before.

The coffin began to shake again. Xiao Ran turned over the coffin lightly, trying his best to prevent the coffin from making any noise. He then raised his knife and aimed at the head of Prince Gu Mo, preparing to insert the coffin and head into his heart.

He held his breath and was about to insert the knife downwards, but the coffin shook violently again, followed by several muffled "bang bang bang" sounds, and several arrows suddenly appeared from the four walls of the coffin, and one even rushed out of the coffin.

It lay on the ground diagonally, and the arrowhead was still hung with black, white, and bloody fragments of flesh and blood.

After that, the coffin stopped shaking.

Xiao Ran was stunned while holding up the knife. He quickly turned over and opened the coffin lid slightly. He saw that Prince Gumo and his wife had been pierced by sharp arrows. Prince Gumo's head was also pierced by a sharp arrow, and the white hair on his body and face was

The hair and originally soft body also quickly shrank and turned black.

Before the smell of the rotting corpse could escape, Xiao Ran quickly closed the coffin lid and quickly inserted the wooden wedges and copper nails back into place.

At this time, Hu Bayi poked his head in from the exit. He happened to see Xiao Ran stepping up the steps and asked quietly: "Brother Xiao, are you planning to open the coffin? How about I find a way to send them away?"

Xiao Ran shook his head and said: "I just tied my shoelaces. It would be too risky to open the coffin, so let's forget it..."

What he said made sense, and Hu Bayi had no choice but to nod his head angrily.

Xiao Ran recalled what had just happened, and roughly estimated that there might be some sharp arrow traps in the coffin. If the tomb robber opened the coffin without permission, he would definitely be shot through the head and cracked.

Unexpectedly, by chance, he barely opened the coffin lid and took away the soul-locking bead. On the contrary, Prince Gumo, who had lost the bead and triggered the corpse transformation, was tossing around in the coffin and accidentally triggered it.

He was trapped in a trap, and his head was pierced before he could get up.

He died a second time in his coffin.

If there are archaeologists who discover this place in the future, they will probably be shocked by the scene in the coffin, but this is not what Xiao Ran needs to consider.

Xiao Ran returned to the sacrificial room, picked up the wolf skin on the ground and walked out. Professor Chen and others were already waiting at the door.

"Professor Chen, look at these wolf skins, can they be used to block the crack in the door again?" Xiao Ran asked.

Professor Chen looked happy at the wolf skin in Xiao Ran's hand, and his eyes were filled with approval.

Hu Bayi asked: "Professor Chen, what does it mean that the skin is stuck on the door?"

Professor Chen said: "In ancient times, the Gumo people brought live animals into the sacrificial room, killed them, skinned and cut off the meat and cut off the internal organs, leaving only the bones, and the fur with flesh and blood was fixed on the door while it was hot. The sacrificial room

Close to the water source, you can use animal skins to isolate the water vapor until the next sacrifice. Slaughter the animals, skin and remove the bones, and tie people to the pillars to dry, all to protect the water source of the holy well from drying up."

Hu Bayi looked at the wolf skins that were already dry inside and asked Professor Chen: "These skins are already dry, can they still be attached?"

"We just need to take protective measures as much as possible. If it doesn't work, just use tape..."

Hu Bayi was stunned for a moment. Apparently he didn't expect Professor Chen to be so adaptable. But since the professor said so, everyone just did as he was told. They had to use a lot of tape to fix the wolf skin layer by layer on the crack of the door.

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I don’t know if future archaeological teams will be dumbfounded when they see the scene inside and outside this door.

Back at the stone house camp, the archaeological team members gathered together, looking at the records and drawings in their notebooks, to discuss issues such as the underground sacrificial rooms and tomb shapes in the Gumo ancient country. Hu Bayi, Shirley Yang, and Professor Chen also discussed the matter together.

One step plan.

Judging from Hu Bayi's tone, he still hopes that safety will be the priority, but in fact he just hopes that these archaeological team members can retreat despite the difficulties.

Xiao Ran knew in his heart that this journey would indeed involve a lot of risks, and it might even be possible that the gains would outweigh the losses, and he would eventually go back with Queen Jingjue's curse.

But if you find the Faqiu Seal, you may be able to restrain the curse, but that's not necessarily the case.

Thinking of this, he found a secluded corner and fell asleep with his arms folded, and secretly called the Soul-Sucking Ding Lingzhu: "Ding Lingzhu, how much do you know about Queen Jingjue's curse?"

"Queen Jingjue believes that the treasures in the desert belong to her. Anyone who wants to take away the things here will be swallowed by the desert. Even if they are lucky enough to leave, their life will be worse than death."

Xiao Ran asked again: "Then if I take you away now, will I also be cursed?"

The soul-locking spirit bead said in a very disdainful tone: "I am different, I am the burial object of Prince Gumo. Prince Gumo is the incarnation of the Sun God of War and the warrior who ended the rule of Queen Jingjue. Her curse will not affect me.

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Xiao Ran seemed to understand something when he heard what it said: "Then if I bring any treasures into the desert, will she regard them as mine?"

"I know what you want to ask. I can feel that those three things on your body have been favored by Queen Jingjue. Now it is difficult for them to use their abilities. Next, you can only rely on me. As long as you take me

Go to Queen Jingjue..."

Hearing this bargaining tone, Xiao Ran felt upset and interrupted: "What on earth are you going to do? If you dare to play any conspiracy, I will throw you back into that well right now, and you will lose tens of millions of dollars in the future."

Just stay there!"

Soul Locking Lingzhu's tone immediately softened: "I really don't remember, but as long as I see Queen Jingjue, I will definitely remember it. Please don't abandon me, I will serve you well, just like

Just like serving the great Prince Gumo."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Xiao Ran decided to take it one step at a time. The current Soul-locking Lingzhu was rubbish in function, but it didn't look like an evil thing that could bring disaster. Moreover, it could get rid of Queen Jingjue's control. The other three artifacts were basically rubbish at the moment.

In this state, maybe I will really need this bead in the next period of time.

Xiao Ran listened to Hu Bayi and the others arguing about the next plan of action, and slowly lowered his eyelids and fell asleep. He dreamed of an old man in white clothes and white hair with his back to him, struggling to beat the yellow sand dunes on the ground, seeming very anxious.

In the blink of an eye, the sand dune he slapped slowly swelled, its color turned yellow and white, and finally turned into a huge hump.

He felt that this old man gave him a familiar feeling, but he just didn't understand what he wanted to express.

When I woke up, the sun was already shining brightly. Everyone was talking and laughing, fetching water and making tea. Shirley Yang used her camera to take pictures of the ancient city and took photos for others. The atmosphere was as pleasant as a tour group.

After resting for three days, everyone decided to set off and continue deep into the desert.
Chapter completed!