I smell a refreshing fragrance from a distance. Is this magic flower poisonous? Generally, poisonous plants and animals are all brightly colored. Look at the red leaves and green flowers of this corpse-scented konjac. The colors are as bright as dripping water. Maybe it is really poisonous.
, I thought of this and quickly asked everyone to put on their gas masks.
The fat man said: I don’t think this flower is poisonous. Poisonous things are small in size. But this big one is like a big bucket. I think it is a piranha flower.
Said: It can’t be a piranha. There aren’t even ants around here. If this flower relied on eating animals, it would have died long ago. Then the coffin made of the Kunlun Sacred Tree must have provided it with enough nutrients.
The fat man snorted and said: No matter what kind of ghost bird it is, I will shoot it a few times and kill it, then there will be no danger. Then let's go over and see what the most beautiful woman in the Western Region's rice dumplings looks like.
Sample.
Professor Chen said: It is absolutely necessary. We would rather not go there than destroy this precious corpse-scented konjac.
I turned the searchlight to shine around the coffin so that the professor and others could see more clearly. Under the light, I discovered that there were many characters carved on the edges of the stone beams. They were densely packed with ghost cave characters, and there were hundreds of characters.
This discovery is not trivial. There are very few words in the entire ancient city, including the temple and the underground palace. Most of them are recorded in murals. Only the jade eyes in the temple have some ghost cave inscriptions. Unfortunately, I haven’t had time to take a closer look, so let me give them.
It broke into pieces. I didn't expect that there were so many ghost cave inscriptions on this stone beam.
Text is the most basic symbol for human beings to transmit information. The information conveyed by ancient murals to people is an intuitive feeling, while the information contained in text is more precise. If these ghost cave texts are deciphered, it will be difficult to decipher this exquisite text.
There will be fewer detours in civilization.
Professor Chen hurriedly asked the students to record and write down the ghost cave inscriptions on the stone beams part by part. Fortunately, the fonts were very large, so you could use searchlights to record and take pictures without getting too close.
Fatty and I had nothing to do, and Professor Chen wouldn't let us smoke here, so we had to sit on the ground and wait until they were done.
It seems that the archaeological work this time has come to an end. The harvest cannot be said to be small. The well-preserved murals in the sky brick figurines alone are enough to shock the archaeological community around the world for two years, not to mention this bottomless one.
The big hole, plus the coffin of the Kunlun sacred tree, and the ancient strange corpse-scented konjac, all of which are enough for these intellectuals to study for a long time. We do not have any means of protection now. It is impossible to open the coffin to see the most beautiful woman in the Western Regions.
Yes, I saw Prince Pumo's coffin in the holy well a few days ago. Professor Chen clearly prohibited us from opening the coffin. These actions must be reported to the leadership for approval before we can do it. I didn't have the chance to see it.
It's a pity that Hao Aiguo died in the valley, otherwise he would have been so excited when he saw this. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, and I also felt a little guilty in my heart. If I could have taken action faster, forget it, in this world
There are so many what-ifs, damn, if I hadn't let my men kill those Vietnamese agents, maybe I would be a battalion commander now. The past events are still vivid in my mind, and the more I think about them, the harder it is to calm down.
The fat man saw me dumbfounded and patted my shoulder: Old Hu, look what those two boys are doing.
I came back from my tangled thoughts and took a quick look. I saw that Chu Jian and Sa Di Peng had already stepped onto the stone beam. Didn’t the professor say that they were not allowed to go up the stone beam to touch the Queen’s coffin? I asked quickly.
What's going on.
Professor Chen said: It's okay. They didn't go to see the coffin. There was a lot of dust accumulated in the stone beams, which obscured the fonts. They went over to sweep the dust away and came back. They all wore gas masks, so everything would be fine.
I wanted to call the two young students back and let me go for them. Professor Chen said: No, the ghost cave inscriptions on this stone beam are of great significance. You are not professional in doing this. It will be troublesome if it gets damaged.
Now, Chu Jian and the others will use a brush to clean off the dust and debris bit by bit. They are quick with their hands and feet and can finish it in a minute or two.
I still feel uneasy and restless. My intuition has always been very accurate. Something must have happened. Why didn’t the British explorers who had been here before take away such a valuable sacred coffin except for one insane survivor?
Where have the rest of the people gone? This cave in the middle of the mountain seems peaceful and there is no danger, but what will happen if I get close to the Queen's coffin? I can't wait any longer. I must call Chu Jian and the others back quickly.
I was about to call them two, but it was too late. I saw two students walking one behind the other in the middle of the stone beam. Sa Di Peng behind suddenly bent down, picked up a rock, and caught up two steps later.
It hit Chu Jian in front of him on the head fiercely. Chu Jian tilted his body and fell into the bottomless hole under the stone beam without even making a sound.
All this happened very suddenly, and no one had time to stop it. Before we could react, we saw Sa Di Peng turning his head and pulling off the gas mask on his head, and smiled at everyone. This smile was indescribable.
Evil and weird, he then turned around, walked quickly towards the coffin at the end of the stone beam, and smashed his own sun with the rock in his hand. The blood on his head flowed down like a bursting tide. He swayed twice and threw himself on the ground.
On the coffin of Queen Jingjue, life and death are unknown.
The rest of the people were stunned by this bloody and strange scene. What happened to Sa Di Peng, who had always been gentle and indifferent, suddenly turned into a murderer, killed his best classmate, and then committed suicide next to the coffin?
I shouted: Oh no, those little glasses must have been possessed by an evil spirit. The fat man quickly hit the black donkey's hooves. He doesn't seem to be dead yet. It's still too late to save people.
Professor Chen saw two of his students, one dead and one injured, falling into the abyss. Even the bones were gone. The injured head was bleeding and fell at the end of the stone beam, motionless. He didn't know if he was still alive.
Living, these facts were too hard to accept. She was so anxious that she fainted and fell to the ground. Ye Yixin quickly supported the professor. She was also frightened and could not do anything except cry.
I thought it was more important to save people. Even if there was a ghost on the stone beam, I would have to fight hard. While letting the fat man and the two rescue the professor, I picked up the weapon and put the gas mask on my head. I thought:
Even though it is a powerful evil spirit, it has to be afraid of evil black donkey hooves and glutinous rice. If the corpse-scented konjac is poisonous, I will not be afraid of it even if I put on a gas mask.
I didn't have time to think too much and stepped up to the stone beam. The stone beam was three meters wide and hung in the sky above the bottomless cave. When I looked down, I felt chills all over my body.
I was halfway out when I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I looked back and saw the fat man and the two of them following me. I asked them: If you don't take care of the professor, why are you following me?
The fat man said: I don't know what ghost is on this stone beam. I'm not worried about you coming alone. Besides, it's difficult for you to carry Sa Di Peng alone. Let's carry him back together to avoid another accident.
I thought that time was urgent, and if I said a few more words, Sa Di Peng would lose too much blood and be dead, so I waved for them to follow, and the three of them went straight to the coffin at the end of the stone beam.
This time I got closer, and I felt that the strange flower Amorphophallus konjac was extremely charming. The bright colors of the flowers and leaves were thrilling. I remembered Professor Chen saying that the soul of evil spirits was hidden in this magic flower.
At this point, no matter how rare it was in the world, he cursed: Damn it, maybe it is this monster flower that is causing trouble. He waved the engineer shovel in his hand, aimed at the corpse-scented konjac and chopped at it, cutting the giant flower into a ball.
It was pulpy and a lot of black liquid came out, so I just stopped.
Seeing that I had already chopped the magic flower to pieces with my quick hands, I had no time to stop it, so I sighed helplessly: Forget it, I’ll chop it down, it’s more important to save people quickly.
I said: Exactly, stop the bleeding of Sa Di Peng quickly. As I said this, I went to get the first aid bandage, intending to wrap it randomly twice and then carry him back for treatment as soon as possible.
The fat man stretched out his hand to touch Sa Di Peng's carotid artery and sighed: "Stop working, it's over, there is no pulse, we are still a step too late."
I slapped my palm on the coffin angrily: Damn it, how can I explain to their parents this time without hurting the family to death?
Unexpectedly, I slapped the coffin, and Sa Di Peng's body lying on the ground suddenly sat up like an electric shock. His eyes were red, and he pointed at Queen Jingjue's coffin and said: It's alive.
The fat man and I were all shocked. Just now we felt that Sa Di Peng had lost his pulse. Why did he suddenly sit up and die?
I subconsciously grabbed a black donkey's hoof in my pocket and wanted to hit him, but after Sa Di Peng finished speaking, he kicked off his legs and fell straight to the ground again. This time he seemed to be really dead. Shumeng