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

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So the situation at that time should be that someone had an evil intention towards these bells, which caused the tragic situation that Uncle Wu is talking about now.

However, now that Uncle Wu took into account that the officials were also watching the live broadcast, he modified the story a little bit.

However, Uncle Wu then said honestly:

"Actually, the patriarch Little Dragon Slayer left us a danger signal on these bronze bells."

"But I was really too young at the time. We were all young back then."

"Nobody thinks that a small, sound-only bell is going to do anything to us."

Having said that, Uncle Wu sighed deeply:

"However, money is hard to buy, I knew it earlier."

"The guy who was bewitched by this bronze bell encountered more bronze bells when he went crazy."

"At that time, the sound of bronze bells echoed throughout the Devil's Valley."

"I realized that since Patriarch Xiaoye left us such a dangerous signal on the bronze bells, it must be for us to guard against the sound of these bronze bells."

"That's why most of us were able to hold our own lives under the bronze bell by closing our hearing immediately."

"Still, we've lost six fellows in this way."

On one side, Bai Changming couldn't help taking a breath, and said:

"Then it seems that this bronze bell has the same hallucinogenic ability as the bronze candleworm we met in the underwater tomb."

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

"I didn't expect that in the history of our Great Xia, there are so many magical abilities!"

"This is important information, Mr. Wu!"

"Can you tell what age this bronze sacred tree is from?"

"But since you have already said it in such a public place, then I have to contact the authorities as soon as possible."

"We must immediately send a team over to protect this sacred bronze tree! Moreover, the further investigation of this sacred bronze tree will be of great significance to our earlier historical research work!"

Wu Sanshu looked at Bai Changming, and then said:

"If I'm not mistaken, this bronze sacred tree should be a product of the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

"Oh yes, don't you know that the Shang and Zhou Dynasties of our Great Xia were an era full of myths?"

"Many people think that the myths and stories of this era are fictional, and many people even think that this era never existed."

"What's more, more people are completely unaware of the existence of this era."

"Our current understanding of history is just a drop in the ocean."

Hearing this, Bai Changming nodded excitedly, thinking that he could empathize with what Uncle Wu said:

"Yes! Mr. Wu is right!"

"So investigating history is a mountain-moving project for us!"

"Now all of a sudden there are so many clues in front of us."

"This will also allow the old guys of my generation to make more contributions to the work of making up for history!"

Wu Sanshu shook his head:

"No, Professor Bai, you still don't understand what I mean."

"What I mean is, this place is a forbidden place that mortals are not allowed to enter."

"You don't have to worry about grave robbers who can take something from here."

"Here, the only thing they have a chance to take away is their life."

"However, the chances of them getting their lives back are very slim."

"And you don't have to send the expedition team down without the help of these two."

"Meat buns beat dogs."

Chapter 714 Third uncle: I have an association, organized by my second brother

"There is no return."

Bai Changming murmured and added after Wu Sanshu.

Generally speaking, this should be a curse word.

Especially for cultural workers like archeology professors like them, no one has ever made such an evaluation of their archaeological work.

Even if they are in a certain ancient tomb, do they have any companions brought out.

For the world, it should also be a sacrifice, a dedication.

However, in front of the bronze sacred tree and Devil's Valley that Uncle Wu said.

This impolite description sounds so logical.

If they already knew what kind of miraculous existence this Devil's Valley and the Bronze Sacred Tree were, they would rush forward to conduct so-called investigations.

Then they are indeed like Wu Sanshu said.

Meat buns beat dogs, never return.

It's just a farce of pebbles hitting rocks.

Uncle Wu didn't care about Bai Changming's depressed mood anymore, because in his opinion, it would be a good thing if Bai Changming could understand such a disparity like a natural moat.

There are some places that mortals should never set foot on.

No matter what kind of sincerity you have, it is indeed a restricted area for mortals.

Wu Sanshu continued:

"It took us a while to realize that the patriarch Little Dragon Slayer has left us a safe path."

"On that safe road, all the bells are dumb."

He Lianjing and his minister subconsciously looked in Zhang Qiling's direction.

It was only later that they remembered that the mute Wu Sanshu was talking about was not the mute they were looking at.

He Lianjing reconciled with Chen probably because he thought of going together, and at the same time showed a cold expression on his face.

He Lianjing closed his eyes behind the sunglasses, and threw out the weird picture in his mind.

Heart said:

There are dumb people hanging on the trees, this picture is too hellish.

But then again, if there are really dumb people hanging on the tree, then this team may not even be able to get out of the old fox in the end.

But if this is the case, the little leaves at that time must be able to come out.

He Lianjing thought about these things.

Wu Sanshu continued:

"That bronze tree is very tall, much taller than what we have seen, much taller than we imagined."

"Bronze bells are only a small part along the way."

"Further down, we actually saw bronze leaves hanging on the bronze tree."

Bai Changming seemed to be able to imagine this scene, and he said with emotion:

"Can you even make bronze leaves?"

"Then this workmanship is too delicate!"

"Our current technology cannot be reproduced at all!"

Wu Sanshu laughed, as if he was unintentionally laughing at Bai Changming's strangeness.

"Professor Bai, compared to the technology and craftsmanship of our Great Xia thousands of years ago."

"Our current level of technology and craftsmanship is really nothing."

"After all, thousands of years ago, that was already the existence of the mythical year."

"That is really the power of a true god."

"However, what we saw at the time was not the so-called bronze leaves."

"It's a green butterfly the color of bronze."

"Each butterfly is about the size of a palm like mine."

As Wu Sanshu said, he stretched out his hand.

His hand is the hand of a normal grown man.

However, if this area is the size of a butterfly, this area is very amazing.

Bai Hao opened his eyes and said in amazement:

"Is it such a big butterfly?"

"Aren't they beautiful?"

Wu Sanshu withdrew his hand, nodded, and said:

"Yes, those butterflies are extremely beautiful, but they are also extremely cruel."

"These butterflies have a faint green light on their bodies. They don't actually look like bronze, but more like crystal clear jade butterflies."

"At that time, the guy I called was thinking, the cultural relics in this place can't be touched, so it's okay to catch two butterflies and go back to raise them?"

"But with the lesson learned from the bronze bell earlier, I still reminded them: everything here is extraordinarily weird, don't touch anything."

"The two people outside my field of vision are still thinking about these butterflies."

"They caught two butterflies without authorization."

"In the beginning, when they encountered butterflies, even when they caught them, it was normal, nothing weird happened."

"So the people around them saw that the butterfly was harmless at all, and they didn't care anymore. The number of people who caught the butterfly changed from two to seven in an instant."

"As a result, strange things finally happened before more people joined in catching butterflies."

"The person who caught the butterfly first didn't talk for a while."

"The two of them had been silently continuing to climb down."

"Suddenly, without warning, he changed his course of action."

"Suddenly, like two strange species, they began to climb up quickly towards us above."

"And, their state at that time, they can no longer be counted as human beings."

"I don't know when it started, the skin on their bodies turned festering green, and the bloodshot eyes turned red."

"There's a weird smile on his face."

"Their limbs are also much longer than before, and their fingers are like bronze, stuck rigidly into the bronze trunk."

"That's a very disgusting monster."

"Their goal is us who are still above."

Hearing this, the people in the two tombs frowned deeply.

In terms of storytelling, Uncle Wu seems to have quite a talent for making up stories in order to deceive his eldest nephew for many years.

Telling them these contents can remind them of what happened in the scene at that time.

Even the image of the monster was made up in his brain.

Bai Changming, who was longing for this place, now has a face as green as a bronze tree.

He asked nervously:

"Is it because of these butterflies?!"

"Can these butterflies exist that can turn people into monsters?"

Uncle Wu nodded and said: