Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

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But just now, the two of them completely exposed their displeasure at the same time.

There was no need for him to deliberately use the tacit understanding with the two of them to feel this, because they had completely put this emotion on the surface.

Ye Fan reasoned a wave of the situation the two faced together just now, the only breakthrough was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

Could it be that the black glasses and the little brother had any festivals with the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?

Regarding this, Ye Fan only thought of one possibility.

Perhaps, to say that these two are old manchus, centenarians, is restrained.

Is there a possibility that the little brother and the black glasses are both centenarians?

However, as their close friend, Ye Fan already knew that both of them had conflicts with the emperor, and it was so serious that they could show their emotions.

Naturally, he must resolutely defend his good brother!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan silently put away the Thousand Chance Umbrella, and took out the more aggressive and fierce black gold ancient knife.

And in the back, the members of the archaeological team who watched Ye Fan do this series of weapon exchanges also nodded silently:

Well, the current situation is indeed quite dire.

After a moment of silence, Bai Changming spoke first, breaking the silence.

"This emperor has been asking Jinxi and Hexi just now."

"Could he be asking this question to the two conversational masters in the passage?"

Beside him, Mo Hongxuan also nodded and said:

"Yes, logically speaking, the person who scratched the iron gate just now should be the emperor."

"It seems that he wanted to go out from here, but he was locked here by this iron gate, especially, there is this seal here."

"Could it be that these two people imprisoned the emperor here on purpose?"

Just standing here, combined with what they saw and heard just now, the members of the archaeological team can generate a lot of conjectures.

But at the same time, none of them are not in the dark.

After all, for anyone, in the 21st century, seeing a living, living, at least talking emperor will generate a series of conjectures about the ancient secret of longevity.

However, looking at the state of the emperor just now.

Whether it's the haggard appearance, or the situation of being reduced to being a tomb keeper.

None of them wanted to be a decent emperor who had gained longevity calmly.

Liu Bowen shrank his shoulders involuntarily, took a breath, and said:

"I see, even if the emperor can still breathe, he is almost like a ghost, right?"

"After all, only ghosts keep repeating their obsessions, tonight and tonight."

Saying that, Liu Bowen frowned again, thought for a moment in a useful direction, and said:

"However, why is this emperor's obsession on this evening?"

"Besides, didn't Captain Zhang answer him just now? Could it be that he has to translate it into classical Chinese for him to understand?"

The archaeological team was full of doubts.

Everyone's words were inside and out, all trying to figure out the mystery of the emperor.

However, under the aura of the first three special advisers, their greatest courage was to raise their doubts in such a roundabout way.

But no one dared to take the initiative to take the initiative to go in.

In front, Ye Fan, who had already identified the Ming emperor just now as a good brother and an old enemy, exhaled.

He first repeated a question that the emperor kept repeating, in a somewhat cold and mocking tone:

"What evening is this evening?"

Then, he clenched the black gold ancient knife in his hand a little more:

"The time of his death.":

"Go in, such a narrow place is actually his advantage."

After putting forward this useful and well-founded suggestion, Ye Fan calmed down and waited for the responses from several leaders of the archaeological team.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, the members of the archaeological team seemed to have received some kind of amnesty.

Great, they dare to move now!

Chapter 322 The last one trapped for 500 years was still a monkey

After hearing these two words from Ye Fan, Zhang Qiling and He Lianjing were the first to act.

The two walked in silently.

Ye Fan looked at the backs of the two people moving forward, and then heard the footsteps of the members of the archaeological team starting to move behind.

Xin said that according to the old rules, before entering the new tomb, didn't there always be a mobilization meeting?

Why don't you need to go through the process this time?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan also followed Zhang Qiling and He Lianjing through the short passage behind the iron gate with the intention of at least contributing to the fate of the little brother and the black glasses. .

After passing through this short passage, it is considered to have entered the real tomb.

After the members of the archaeological team entered the tomb, they quickly began to look around with the help of the flashlight.

I saw that the entire tomb room was very spacious, and it was because their flashlights could not illuminate the entire space at one time.

But now, their primary purpose is not to observe the scale of the entire tomb first, but to find out where the emperor who suddenly disappeared just now is now.

The flashlights of the team members shone in different directions, and the light fell on different objects in the tomb.

Some fell on the wall near the entrance, some fell on the statues of the characters farther away, and some fell on the pool in the middle farther away.

In the middle of the short pool was a golden coffin placed vertically inside.

However, the members of the archaeological team didn't care about this at all, and the light of their flashlights didn't dare to stay in the same place at all.

I was afraid that if I kept shining in this direction, the living emperor who attacked with his hair would appear in another direction.

Therefore, even though they saw such a key prop as the coffin, the members of the archaeological team could only control their curiosity.

Use the instinct of a strong desire to survive to overcome the drive of your own curiosity.

At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has been boiling for a long time.

"Fuck, this is actually an emperor? Isn't this really the dragon robe on the boat, and the civet cat for the prince?"

"So the emperor has become like this, is it true that he will not eat or drink here for the New Year?"

"I remember the last year that was trapped in one place was a monkey."

"Great Sage: Why, have you also stolen the elixir of immortality from the Supreme Lord?"

"Even if it's Monkey King, at the bottom of the mountain, at least there are kind-hearted people throwing a peach to eat!"

"Could this emperor be the missing Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunqi after Jing Nan?"

"Damn it, is that Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty imprisoned here by Emperor Jianwen? Is the royal family so good at playing?"

"One thing to say, why does this emperor live forever? This is beyond science!"

"Immortal emperor, crazy long hair, using hair to attack people, as an old fan who has been in the pit since Wang Mang's tomb, am I the only one who thinks this feels very familiar?"

"Fuck! When Xu Fu helped Wang Mang borrow dragon luck, did he also put a little emperor in the ancient tomb and use the long-lived emperor to borrow dragon luck!"

"It's terrifying to think about it carefully! Is there really such a coincidence?"

"I can't, this immortal emperor is actually a sign, right?"

"I think this emperor has obviously been upgraded compared to the immortal little emperor of the Han Dynasty in Wang Mang's tomb. This emperor can move and even speak."

"Damn it, Patriarch Xiaoye is so handsome to me! Tonight and Hexi, your death date!"

"Master Ye, let's do a class, I really want to learn the art of speaking from Patriarch Xiaoye!"

"Let's just say, but is there such a possibility that anyone can say something, but only someone with the ability of Patriarch Xiaoye can say it without any sense of disobedience?"

"Thank you for the invitation. As I said just now, I am in the hospital, and the ifi is pretty fast. I don't get stuck watching the live broadcast at all."

At the same time, in the ancient tomb.

Just as the flashlights of the team members were shining around, Ye Fan's line of sight was fixed in one direction.

It was on the top of the tomb in the corner of the tomb opposite them.

Ye Fan looked up in this direction, his eyes collided with a very resentful look.

In the darkness, Ye Fan could see the "person" in the corner above the tomb very clearly.

This is the emperor who probably had some feud with the younger brother and the black glasses in the Ming Dynasty.

Although Ye Fan could still hear the sound of the emperor's breathing, he could hear the vibration of his chest every time he took a breath.

He could even hear the sound of his trachea being blocked by something.

These voices are all proving to Ye Fan that this guy is still alive.

As long as he plugged in an electrocardiogram, his vital signs might be more stable than those of the old professors present.

However, just looking at the posture of this person hanging upside down in the corner of the wall with all four limbs together like a ghost, and the skinny and deeply sunken eyes that look extremely resentful.

Most of the scenes that only appear in horror movies like this really make Ye Fan unable to agree that this emperor is still a real living person.

But the way he hid in the corner, it was obvious that he was secretly observing the archaeological team on the ground.

It used to exist like a repeater, but now it is restraining its own voice and breath.

Obviously, this thing has a part of its own mind.

He wasn't attacking with his own attacking instinct, nor was he dodging out of his survival instinct.

Rather, a purposiveness that stems entirely from an animal that is at least able to think.

On the one hand, the members of the archaeological team and Nan Xia Bei Ya have also noticed the direction of Ye Fan's gaze.

Zhang Qiang was about to send the flashlight along Ye Fan's line of sight to take a picture of that portrait, but He Lianjing held his hand down.

He Lianjing, who was also able to see the environment in the dark clearly, spoke with a hint of a smile in his voice:

"Go to the other side first and turn on the lights."

"Be mentally prepared to see him again."

Zhang Qiang was puzzled for a moment.

He Lianjing once again pointed Zhang Qiang to a direction on the other side of Ye Fan's line of sight with the flashlight, and said:

"This way, it's far away from him."

Zhang Qiang's gaze followed the direction He Lianjing's flashlight was pointing at.

In that direction, there are two lamp slave statues standing.

It is different from the lamp slave in the ear room in front where the bronze candleworms live.Bayi Chinese Network

These two statues are two jade boys and girls.

The two little lamp slaves should also be restored in a one-to-one ratio, and they seem to be less than the height of an adult's thigh.

The two little lamp slaves are posing in a cautious posture of lighting candles, with the wick in their protective hands.

A pair of small hands were holding a lamp oil the size of a small wine bowl.

After seeing it, people can't help but wonder, can such a small amount of lamp oil really illuminate such a large tomb space?

Zhang Qiang couldn't help squinting his eyes.

However, just when he narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at the two little lamp slaves.

What he saw made him instantly show a very shocked expression.

I saw that the whole body of the pair of little lamp slaves was covered with messy scratches.

Zhang Qiang suddenly gasped:

"This……"