Chapter 2 Recyclers

"Thin monkey, the coffin is fine, prepare it, open the coffin. Daylight commanded that the statues outside the palace, as well as the palace itself, were all for sarcophagi, which showed that the characters in the coffin were extremely noble.

"Brother Bai, we robbed the tomb this time, and we are stealing treasures. Skinny Monkey said.

During the day, he took out a hydraulic crowbar and inserted it in the gap of the sarcophagus. "Tomb robbery is too ugly, I call this the recycling of historical and cultural heritage, it is a great project, as great as the Three Gorges and the moon landing. ”

"Brother Bai is still educated, worthy of being a person who has gone to college, so I feel tall in an instant, by the way, what major are you studying?"

Daylight replied, "Department of Archaeology." ”

"Haha, it's just right for the recycling of this historical artifact. Skinny Monkey laughed.

The day is silent, and it is precisely because of the archaeology department that he has an inexplicable attachment to mysterious history.

"Brother Bai, if you want me to say, take some ready-made things and leave, what if you open a big zongzi. Skinny Monkey proposed.

"Don't talk nonsense, come here to help, I want to see who is lying in such a big battle. Daylight shouted.

"It's coming!" the thin monkey circled behind Daylight and silently drew his dagger.

During the day, he was still waiting for the thin monkey to take his hand, only to feel a sharp object passing through his back, and he was stabbed in the heart, and then again.

Looking back, I saw the monkey with an expressionless face, holding a blood-dripping dagger in his hand.

"You!?"

The thin monkey said: "Brother Bai, don't blame me, you have long been targeted by the strip, now there are so many treasures here, you have no blessing at all, you die here, the clue will be broken, and the strip will not find me, every year Qingming, the fat man and I will burn paper for you." ”

During the day, he is on the sarcophagus and supports his body with all his might. "Without me, you're still asking for food now! Seeing that we grew up in an orphanage, I brought you into the industry, and you turned back. ”

The thin monkey picked his ears and said: "Brother Bai, if you want to eat, you have to rely on your ability, do this business, damage yin morality, you have to pay it back sooner or later, the recycling of the historical and cultural heritage you get every day is simply treating others as mentally retarded, you have been in secondary school since you were a child, you are the first in everything, you always want to be the boss, I and the fat man have seen you unhappy, this time I came with you, just to find an opportunity to bury you in the mountains." ”

"Fuck you!" Bai Tian scolded, drawing his dagger and stabbing the skinny monkey in the chest, but the force was too light, and only a layer of skin was grazed.

The thin monkey was holding a dagger and wanted to step forward, but when he saw Bai Tian's expression, he stopped.

At this time, the day was full of fierceness, like a trapped beast, leaking a cruel smile: "Damn, come on, you want to die together." ”

A dark wind blew, and the candles on the ground suddenly went out.

The rules of the inverted bucket world, when encountering a ghost blowing the lamp, you must put things down, kowtow three times, and return the same way.

The scientific explanation is that the lack of oxygen causes the flame to go out, and in either case, it is better to go ahead.

The thin monkey panicked, but in his bones he was the master who wanted money rather than life, and picked up a few gems from the ground and ran out, gloating as he ran. "Brother Bai, if you are stabbed twice, plus the ghost blows the lamp, you are dead. ”

Daylight sneered: "Bad seeds." ”

Daylight lost his strength and leaned against the side of the sarcophagus with a golden compass, the blood flowing from the wound was draining his life.

The golden compass emitted light on its own, which was very strange, and the unknown words on the sarcophagus glowed cyan, and the two seemed to echo each other from afar.

During the day, he felt that his life was draining, and there was really a big dumpling behind him sucking his blood.

Blood loss to a certain extent, after adapting to the pain, actually produces a sense of comfort.

Daylight put on a comfortable position, closed his eyes and waited for death.

There were a few terrible screams outside the palace, followed by the sound of a large army marching, and the sound of neat footsteps echoing in the hall.

Daylight opened his eyes, adjusted his posture, and the bright light on the helmet shone down.

An army of stone soldiers poured into the main hall, and the stone sculpture in the shape of a general at the front carried two bloody heads.

Daylight blinked, not an illusion, too real, the head was a thin monkey, and the other was fat.

The last expressions of the two froze between incomprehension and fear, contagious to each other.

Seeing this scene, Bai Tian didn't have the pleasure of revenge in his heart, but he just felt helpless, he was about to die.

Before he died, Bai Tian thought of his parents, whom he had never met, who gave birth to him but abandoned him, and would they be a little sad if they knew that he was dead.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the shaped-face face.

Then he remembered the director of the orphanage, whose surname was Qing, who always wore a blue coat, and he couldn't be dirty, but he was very good to him, so to speak, as his own, and liked to tell some myths and stories that were made up.

The name Daylight was given by the Qinglong Academy.

According to Dean Qing, on the first day of arriving at the orphanage, a solar eclipse occurred in the evening.

The solar eclipse lasted for a long time, and after that, the moon and stars were scarce, and Dean Qing specially chanted a poem.

Poetry clouds: The wind rises and the clouds send the day, and the stars return to the moon to attract the dark silk.

That's how Daylight got its name.

With such a young and artistic name, he is really not worthy of being an 'underground archaeologist'.

A stranger who is not related by blood, and finally raised him as an adult, he has to be respected.

Daylight was the last group of orphans brought by Dean Qing, after which the Dean retired.

It's a pity that Bai Tian didn't look like him when he grew up, he had a rebellious personality and did a lot of immoral things.

In the end, although he was admitted to the Department of Archaeology, he still embarked on the evil path of 'underground archaeology'.

He didn't have the face to go to see the dean, because the last time he saw the dean, he stole the golden compass.

Stealing the golden compass is because I have been listening to Dean Qing's bragging, the direction of the compass, and the huge treasure hidden.

In addition, he has accumulated a lot of archaeological knowledge during his university years, and he can see at a glance that the compass is an object with an age, and he knows from some ancient books that he also needs a compass to fix the pulse to find the dragon vein.

Daylight used the golden compass to find many tombs, and this was the last time, which was a great treasure, but death also found him.

Forget it, I'm so tired, let's die.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who is forgiven by the sky, I have done too many things that lack virtue in this life, maybe this is retribution.

Being abandoned by relatives, going astray, and betrayed by friends is really a life of failure.

If there is a next life, he wants another life.

But before he died, Daylight was still curious,

Who is lying in the sarcophagus with blue light coming from the back?

Too curious.

Looking at the stone army under the steps, it didn't seem to mean to come up.

Daylight used the last of his life force and struggled to stand up, the cyan runes on the sarcophagus continued to glow, and the cyan light illuminated the entire hall.

"That's the supernatural, let me see who you are. "Charge the hydraulic crowbar during the day and press it with all your might.

With a bang, the coffin lid was pried off.

Seeing the person in the sarcophagus, he rubbed his eyes during the day, it was incredible, and rubbed it again.

"How can this be?"

A cyan light filled the hall, the day fell, breathing, heartbeat, all features of life stopped.

The golden compass fell to the ground and shattered into starlight that enveloped the day.

Hundreds of stone warriors fell to their knees.

On the wrist of the daytime corpse, the three hands of the watch rotate counterclockwise.

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