Live expedition from tomb raiding

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It can be called under the huge banyan tree.

In this dark period before dawn, the fat man suddenly said that there was a ghost in the tree...

Geek!

Hu Bayi heard: "┌(.Д.)┐!!!"

Of course Hu Bayi was frightened, and instinctively turned to Fatty: "Fatty, don't be so crow-mouthed!!!"

"Old Hu, what I said is true, it's really a ghost... Didn't the tea dealer and the proprietress both say that the local people dare not come here at all, even if quarry workers come here, they will definitely not dare to come here I stayed overnight because I was afraid that I would hit a ghost!"

The fat man responded in a low voice with a tense face, "There is no reason for it, and it may not be without reason!! The locals say there is a ghost, it can't be purely a rumor."

"And don't forget, back then, King Xian didn't know how to use that evil 臿脚, lazy, slack, yanshu, 脚, 依, and potential to play with the invaders. I'm so excited, I'm not sure what to do..."

The fat man said in one breath...

Just saying it doesn't matter...

But when the fat man spoke, his tone and demeanor seemed a little bit like he was telling a ghost story...

then.

In the dark primeval forest, after three o'clock in the morning.

The terrifying atmosphere, accompanied by Fatty's words... From a certain point of view, the words are really frankly justified, slowly, slowly drifting away...

hiss! ! !

"Zhen Nima is a bit scary," Ding Ze couldn't help but silently sucked in such an atmosphere.

'If I don't know what's going on in the banyan tree, I guess I really think there's a ghost here! '

Ding Ze silently thought of this question.

At this time, Xue Liyang turned her head to face the fat man, and said with a serious expression, "I don't believe there are ghosts in this world. There must be a reasonable explanation for the appearance of this Morse code."

After the words came out, Shirley Yang withdrew her gaze, and her eyes fell on the thick trunk above the banyan tree again.

These two banyan trees, which are entangled together and have grown for more than 2000 years, are really big and tall... It is no exaggeration to say that they have indeed reached the level of covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Therefore, standing under the tree and looking up... It is almost impossible to see the situation above clearly at a glance, let alone the night.

Shirley Yang looked at it for a while, about five or six seconds, and suddenly there was another voice, "I'm sure this voice contains a Morse code that represents help, maybe someone came before we came in, Still inside."

After finishing speaking, Shirley Yang looked at Hu Bayi, obviously seeking support.

"I'll go up and have a look," Xue Liyang said, saying so.

heard.

Fatty: "╰(*°▽°*)╯!!!"

Hu Bayi: "(ΩДΩ)!!!!"

The fat man became anxious, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Miss Yang, that's a ghost, aren't you looking for death? Our target is those artifacts, Muchen Bead, go up and see what the hell!!!"

Fat people's words are not rough.

Hu Ba nodded, and agreed, "Miss Yang, I think what Fatty said makes sense... Besides, after hearing Fatty's bluff, I thought of a possibility..."

"I think this may be a signal from a ghost... You see, the moonlight is red tonight, and the fog in the forest is getting thicker. From the perspective of Feng Shui, this is a bad omen..."

Words floated into the air.

Ding Ze: "?????"

Shirley Yang: "??????"

A crowd of sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room: "?????"

"Damn!!! Is Hu Bayi taking the opportunity to race?"

"You big-headed ghost!! You are evil yourself, what Hu Bayi said is an ominous omen!"

"Oh, this is not a bra! Then I have another question."

"what is the problem?"

"Why didn't Hu Bayi just say it's a bad omen?"

"o((⊙﹏⊙))o...."

"If he said it, you will definitely have to make a big fuss about it again!!!"

Ding Dong, the Old Wang next door must appear naturally, "Hey!! You are good or bad, I like it so much!"

A crowd of sand sculpture audience: "(*^▽^*)!!!"

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"Probably, this is the legend, the speaker has no intention, but the listener intends," Ding Ze thought with a silent smile.

Hu Bayi's words continued.

"Because of this bad omen, I'm sure there must be a dead person in the tree. Miss Yang, it's definitely not a good thing to go up. Even if we don't start right away, it's best to wait here. We will set off as soon as the sky is dark."

80s.

People's thinking is generally relatively simple.

Naturally, Shirley Yang didn't care about bad omens or not. Hearing this, she asked in doubt, "What is a ghost signal? Why haven't I heard of it? Hu, you also believe in ghosts? "

Hu Bayi: "￣□￣｜｜"

"Miss Yang, I'd rather believe it than not. Ghost signals do exist. I used to be in the army, and there were legends of ghost signals in the army..."

"It is said that in some remote areas, especially troops in remote mountainous areas, they often receive inexplicable signals on the radio in the middle of the night."

"Some are calls for help, some are warnings, and there are all kinds of content."

"After receiving such a signal, the army will send people to check what's going on. As a result, the people who went out never went back. No one is alive or dead..."

At this moment, Hu Bayi's tone was clearly tense, "Miss Yang, I can't go, let's wait until dawn."

"That's right," the fat man, who was almost scared to pee, immediately nodded and echoed, "Miss Yang, I know that you grew up abroad and don't believe in these things. But the legend of ghosts has already existed in our country. It has been passed down for thousands of years... We fight against each other, and we deal with graves and zongzi, we must maintain awe, otherwise our lives will be lost!!"