There are holes, large and small, everywhere on the walls.
The small one can only allow small animals such as muskrats to crawl, but the large one is enough for a Tibetan horse bear (a bear with a face like a horse) to pass unimpeded!
"Mingzi, Lao Hu, look at it, what kind of skin is this?"
Hu Ming and Hu Bayi were observing the terrain when the fat man next to them suddenly shouted.
Suddenly the fat man pulled out a large piece of skin with a lot of black hair from his feet.
Hu Ming took it and took a look and said calmly: "This is human skin."
"Human skin? It shouldn't be. How come there are such exaggerated black hairs on human skin?" Hu Bayi was stunned and asked in confusion.
It wasn't that he couldn't trust Hu Ming, it was just that it didn't look like human skin, but the skin of a large, hairy animal.
"These hairs are not simple... they are not good things anyway!"
As he spoke, Hu Ming shook the black-haired human skin, and a half-remaining skull fell out of it.
However, the bone layer of this thing is astonishingly thick, and it doesn't look like a human skull at all.
It even feels a little soft to the touch, not like hard bones at all.
The searchlight shined on it, and upon closer inspection, there were densely written words on the skull.
"It's in Portuguese!"
"I think it's probably something left by some unlucky guy who came here to explore before."
Hu Ming squinted his eyes and said with certainty.
In terms of writing... Hu Ming really has no talent. Hu Ming knows this very well. I think back in his previous life, when he was still in college, he would get up early and study hard at night every day, but in the end he still failed to pass CET-4.
...
But in this life, he relied on good memory and memorization to learn English well, which was much better than in the previous life. However, Hu Ming did not want to learn these things in other languages, and in this era, there are also
Not many people learn foreign languages.
I have to admit, talent is really interesting.
Hu Ming is unique in his wisdom when it comes to fighting, but in terms of language, (emmm, it’s hard to describe in one sentence.)
Although he didn't know Portuguese, he had seen some in his previous life, and he could easily tell whether these words were Portuguese.
"What explorers, Mad, are just a group of foreign thieves!"
"Their country is so poor that they come to our country to steal the gold and silver treasures left by the ancients. Those bastards must have emptied the ruins of this ancient city!"
Hearing this, the fat man said very unhappy.
In Fatty's view, if these foreign thieves hadn't blocked the ruins of the royal city, all the gold and silver treasures here would have been his.
Except for Hu Ming, Hu Bayi and Yang Xueli, the rest of the people, even Da Jinya, as long as someone dares to steal money from him, Fatty will fight tooth and nail!
"No, I estimate that when these Portuguese people came, the ruins of this ancient city were already empty."
Hu Ming knew Fatty well and knew what he was thinking. He shook his head in a funny way and said, "I heard from the Lama that there were still people living around here before. There are many good things in the ancient city, and most of them have been touched by local residents."
gone."
"After all, hundreds of years have passed. What good things can be left to these foreign thieves? When they came, they were probably just like us, and they only found an empty city."
Hu Ming squinted his eyes and looked at the shaft above his head. Judging from the decoration at the end, it must be the palace.
Compared to this grape, the unlucky guy accidentally dropped it and became Sin Balu's food.
I just don’t know who left these words on his Tianling Cap.
However, these are not important anymore. What is important is that Hu Ming knows that there are several layers of paper on the Tianling Cap, which contains an important map!
This map is indispensable for their trip.
He shook the black fur in his hand and felt the alarm coming from his intuition.
The corner of Hu Ming's mouth turned up in a sinister arc. He decided to use this thing to trick people.
Hu Ming first closed his eyes, letting his spiritual power gather on his eyes, and then opened his eyes.
If anyone looks carefully at Hu Ming's eyes, they will find that his black pupils have turned into a pair of golden dragon pupils.
But Hu Ming found that his vision suddenly changed.
In the surrounding environment, there was a layer of faint black mist at some point, and there were people faintly inside, and the shapes of animals were constantly condensing and disintegrating.
Without exception, the expressions on the faces of these illusory figures are horror, fear, despair, etc., and are full of negative emotions.
Looking down again, I saw that the black fur in my hand was extremely rich in black energy.
Hu Ming raised his eyebrows at this, and then Hu Bayi on the side intervened: "Okay, Mingzi, let's go back first. Show this thing to Shirley. Maybe she can understand some Portuguese."
Hu Ming nodded when he heard this. After all, Yang Xueli's academic qualifications were not simple.
Then he wrapped the skull again with the weird human skin, and the three of them left here one after another.
At this time, the bright moon is hanging high in the night sky outside, it is midnight.
Before leaving, take the opportunity to move the golden Buddha statue back to its original place. This time, even the fat man didn’t clamor to take the golden Buddha statue away. He just took a regretful look and followed Hu Bayi and Hu Ming.
The two brothers left together.
In fact, this golden Buddha statue is not small, at least half a person tall, and it is extremely heavy.
There is still a long journey ahead, and it is not a problem to carry such a heavy guy.
It can be seen from this that Dongzi, that bastard, probably just kept it or hid it after getting the golden Buddha statue.
"This kind of rotten boy deserves to die. He really is a bird who dies for food and a man who dies for money.
Hu Bayi glanced at Dongzi's remains, shook his head expressionlessly, and stopped paying attention. He didn't even entertain the idea of collecting his body. He had brought this kind of fate upon himself, and no one else could blame him.
? ?It’s the Chinese New Year, and there are a lot of things at home.
? I have to go fishing with my father tomorrow, and I have to prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner the day after tomorrow. There are a lot of things to do.
