Chapter 12: The Same Discovery

Now the main hall is empty, and the entire front half of the temple will be visible at a glance. But as far as the eye can see, it's empty, there's nothing.

Where did old Tarzan go?

Xing Jie's heart was full of questions, according to his understanding of his father-in-law, this place should be the first inspection point.

But now the news from the three fighters is that there is no one here. However, it cannot be said that there are no traces of it, but the place where the expedition team rested and ate was found.

Then there were no further discoveries.

Where did they go?

"Tiger, Dazhi, have you found anything over there?" Xing Jie shouted as he stood at the door of the main hall.

"We're in an empty house with nothing in it. Except for a few cigarette butts on the ground, which are special cigarettes from the reserve camp, which I have smoked. And there seems to be only Yang Ming's kid smoking in the whole team, I'll send you the photo. The sound of the tiger shouting at the throat came from the direction of the side hall on the left.

"I didn't find anything here, just a few footprints. Dazhi shouted there as well.

Xing Jie was a little angry, just such a big place, there is only one main hall and two side halls. Although it was unreasonable that the room was empty, it was also convenient for Xing Jie and them to find it.

After all, if you look at the past, you can see if there is anyone at a glance.

Xing Jie also knew that Tiger and Dazhi had done their best, and they had nothing to do without anyone. All traces found indicate one thing, and that is that they must have straggled.

After all, who was able to smoke at the excavation site and litter cigarette butts, Xing Jie found that in addition to himself, Yang Ming was the second. was not reprimanded by Zhang Fang's group of old-fashioned academics to pick up cigarette butts, which fully shows that Yang Ming and the professor were not together at that time. Also, Yang Ming's goods rarely smoke when he goes on a mission, but this time he smoked a few cigarettes in a row, unless he needed to think about a problem at that time.

Thinking about what?

Isn't his father-in-law gone?

So here, the question comes.

First of all, although Professor Yang is in good health, he is already in his sixties and seventies. Although the illusion here is very cleverly designed, it is not so surprised that it will go straight to the main hall. Secondly, and very important. Yang Ming, as the top guard sent by the reserve battalion, was not with the object he was protecting, what was he doing when he ran to the side hall alone?

If Professor Yang and they disappeared directly in front of him, then according to the regulations of the archaeological team, they must be reported in the shortest possible time, which is an iron rule and must not be changed!

If it's because of the excavation mission?

This also seems unlikely, what happened in the Lop Nur underground temple last time made Xing Jie's father-in-law a little disappointed. The combat effectiveness and fighting quality of these soldiers in the 925 and 8th places are very good, but there are still a lot of deficiencies in dealing with that kind of emergency. Therefore, in the eyes of Xing Jie's father-in-law, a warrior is a warrior, and a scholar is a scholar. Crossing the line indiscriminately not only does not help much, but it is easy to add to the chaos.

So what is the reason why this kid Yang Ming will leave the archaeological team? The most important thing is that this guy has also disappeared! There is no trace of battle, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground and was twisted out by him with his toes. This shows that Yang Ming was very calm at that time and did not encounter any danger. As for the footprints, Xing Jie said that he couldn't see anything, they were military boots, and they were left when he entered the gate.

What exactly did Yang Ming find?

Xing Jie stood at the gate and looked at the venue in the middle, and couldn't help but have a big head. When I stepped out of the door, I found that the temperature had risen again. The stuffy feeling of forty or fifty degrees has disappeared, and now there is only a sense of restlessness.

Even Xing Jie couldn't withstand this kind of temperature for too long, so how did Professor Yang and Zhang Fang, the civil servants, rush to the main hall?

This question once again came to Xing Jie's mind.

Also, even if Yang Ming is a master in the reserve camp, he is also an ordinary person, and he still has the heart to smoke after crossing such a hot field? Also, how did he quickly and accurately find the right path?

Now it can be said that everyone is trapped in this strange palace-like building.

No one could be found, and Xing Jie couldn't give the order to retreat without saying anything.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses!

It's a rule of trade, and it's something that everyone on the archaeological team must follow. After all, this kind of archaeology is too dangerous, and not everyone has Xing Jie's luck that surpasses everything, so taking a step back and returning all the corpses or not throwing them in the wilderness has become the most basic need.

No matter what, you have to take everyone back to the ground, whether they are dead or alive! This is also what Xing Jie said to the five, Basang, and he himself did it.

After all, a woman named Corelli has already made him have demons!

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"Brother Jie, what did you say was in the middle of the road when we came in? I was wide-eyed and didn't see anything. A soldier stood behind Xing Jie and asked softly.

"Listen to the sound of a bullet hitting it like a slate or something, God knows what it is. It was so urgent that I didn't have time to observe. Why did you find anything?" Xing Jie turned around and handed over a cigarette and said.

Light the fire and take a hard sip. After watching the green smoke being spit out, the warrior hesitated for a long time before stretching out his hand.

"Brother Jie, I ran too fast at that time, and the second child fell again, and as soon as I helped him up, my hand was unconsciously helped to the side. And then it was scalded like this. ”

The whole hand was red and swollen, and it was obviously burned. The ointment has been applied and it does not appear to be very serious. This can be understood, even the air is so hot, and the stone slab standing inside is an excellent heat conductor, and the temperature can only be higher, so being burned can only be said to be the warrior's luck.

"When we go back, we have to get the doctor to deal with it for you, in case we get infected, it will be troublesome. Xing Jie sighed and said.

"No, Brother Jie, you see, there's a pattern burned out of this. I think you're so knowledgeable that you'll probably recognize what it is. Seeing Xing Jie pulling on the tablet, the warrior hurriedly said.

"I know, I always feel like I've seen that pattern somewhere. You take a break, I'll look for it. Well, if we can go out this time, you will definitely be the first to go!" Xing Jie smiled and patted the other party's shoulder and said.

That kind of pattern Xing Jie is too familiar, there are two in total, once is incomplete, and the other is extremely well preserved. A kind of illusion of light that is completely different from the illusion in the illusion canyon, and completely uses various patterns to achieve a slate illusion that deceives the eyes. This kind of illusion was considered by Professor Xing Jie and Professor Clint to be the top level of craftsmanship in the ancient period of the South American continent!

But why is this pattern here?

Their presence in the ruins of the Machu Picchu Canyon and in the ruins of the sacred lake of La Paz is understandable, since it is a dependency of South American civilizations. But it's a bit out of place here, isn't it?

Thousands of years ago? What was there on that road?

Open the image library and bring up all the pictures and compare them with the scalded picture one by one.

The style is similar, but there are some differences. In general, it is the shape of those slate patterns in South America, and the shape is a little too square compared to this one.

What's going on?

Isn't it true that a graphic like this can cause a strong visual difference is not bad at all, and why is this not the case at all here? Is it too unsophisticated that these patterns can work as long as they are generally good?

Just give it a try.

Xing Jie took out a bottle of water, endured the strong heat, came to the original position, and poured the water directly. As the water vapor rose, a transparent crystal plate appeared in front of his eyes!