Dreams still have to be had, what if they come true?

Su Ling felt that this sentence was particularly suitable for He Bing, even though he knew that he had no chance to get the so-called natural power, he still did everything possible to guide everyone to open the coffin, looking at the green and faint coffin with an expectant face, and yearning for it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Silently praise him.

As soon as He Bing's words came out, everyone was silent, after all, the purpose of their coming was to end up in the drought disaster, and if they returned to the village without any achievements, it was obviously a little unreasonable.

Night Meditation thought for a moment and nodded, "Open it." ”

He Bing was instantly overjoyed, laughing so much that his mouth was about to grin behind the root of his ears, and secretly clenched his fists, Su Ling was too lazy to take care of this guy, looked up at the top of the cave and said: "Besides, even if we go back the same way now, it is unlikely that even if we go back the same way now, almost every hole on this cliff leads to the stone path maze, and if you want to get out from there, I don't know how much time it will take, the best way is to climb out from above." ”

Several people also followed Su Ling's gaze and saw the cracks on the top of the cave, the moonlight shone down from the top of the cave, it looked very desolate, Zhuang Fan pointed to the giant tree: "You see, the top of this giant tree is very close to the top of the cave, and there are many vines derived from the tree to the outside of the top of the cave, this is simply a natural ladder, and there are so many branches on that tree, it is very easy to climb, which is just conducive to us to get out." ”

Xiong Jieba's brows furrowed more and more tightly when he heard this, and said, "Zhuang Fan, have you forgotten that this is a cannibal tree that sucks the blood of human essence, isn't climbing that tree to find death?" ”

Zhuang Fanwan smiled, as if he had expected Xiong Jieba to ask like this, picked up a piece of gravel from the sacrificial platform on the ground, and threw it on the ghost hand vine.

"This tree is called Hydra Cypress, I should have thought of it, I have seen the introduction of this tree in the ancient books at home, don't you dare to touch the stones here if you don't see these vines? This stone is called Tianxin Rock, which specializes in hydra cypress, and we get some lime to apply it to our bodies, so that we can go up smoothly. ”

Xiong Jieba had such an expression, and then picked up the stones on the ground, smashed them and smeared them on his body, and praised Zhuang Zhuang for his knowledgeable and erudite knowledge.

Su Ling also felt magical, but at this moment, she was thinking more about why she didn't have any stone powder on her body, and those ghost hand vines were afraid of her.

Without saying a word, a few people acted immediately, just in case Xiong Jieba took a few more pieces of Tianxin Rock, Su Ling packed up his equipment again, and several people began to walk up.

The night was at the beginning, and after Su Lingdian, she heard the sound of rustling behind her, and when she looked back, she found that it was Liu Xiaolin who was taking a step and resting. If it had been in the original, Su Ling might have gone up to help. But now, hehe, didn't she save Liu Xiaolin, it's just that the latter wants to put Su Ling to death again and again, ungrateful, ruthless, is there still a need to save it!

Speaking from the heart, she is indeed not a sympathetic White Lotus, she doesn't want to be a savior, she doesn't want to be real money, she doesn't want to save the world, and she doesn't expect everyone to like it, so she chooses to ignore it and resolutely moves forward.

Ye Ying walked forward with the sword, the blue light of the spirit sword body seemed to be brighter than usual, and the rest of the people followed, slowly walking up to the high-level stone platform, and hurriedly ran down just now, without looking carefully, it turned out that this stone platform was built up of large pieces of Tianxin Rock, and the volume was so large, I don't know how it was transported.

There are also some wild deer mountain cranes carved on the steps, this kind of totemic relief is very rare, Su Ling couldn't help but wonder, what level is this prince, how can the specifications of the burial be so bizarre.

At this time, several people had already walked in front of the eight tree holes, and then they saw clearly that the hole was not cracked by itself, but was torn open by more than a dozen iron chains inside, and the huge bronze coffin was inside, big and heavy, and there were dense inscriptions engraved on it.

Su Ling didn't know much about the ancient culture of the Eastern Continent, in her own words when she was a student, her life was not good, how could she care about those rotten ancients!

Hehe, what an excuse not to want to study.

When I came here, I don't know why everyone stopped talking, as if they were afraid of waking up the owner of the tomb. Ye Ying carried the sword and knocked it, and there was a dull echo inside, it was definitely full of things, and he said to Zhuang Fan: "Can you understand the things on it?" ”

Su Ling was stunned, she always thought that Ye Ming was also an intellectual, it turned out that he was also an illiterate "good boy" who didn't like to study.

Zhuang Fan pursed his lips and shook his head, and said: "I don't understand the specifics, but I can be sure that the owner of this coffin is the prince we are looking for, and the words on it should be his life." Growing up in the people, and when he entered Beijing to recognize his relatives, he accepted the test successfully, and basically spent his middle-aged years on the battlefield, riding horses and horses, and gunpowder. Then, he was persecuted by the slanderous words of the villain, returned to his hometown, and died in his hometown. Zhuang Fan's eyebrows jumped, "I didn't write about others pretending to be him on the battlefield." ”

Su Ling was never interested in the cultural life of the dead, so he glanced at it a few times and stopped looking at it.

"And what do those words mean?" Xiong Jieba asked, Su Ling and Zhuang Fan looked over at the same time, and saw that in the middle of the coffin, there was a word "Qi" written on it, and then below was a string of first words of the zodiac, Zi Chou Yin Mao or something, but this word "Qi" was extraordinarily large and more eye-catching.

Zhuang Fan frowned, and touched the raised words in the past, "I know that this number is a day, but the dynasties before the ancestors were mostly produced in wars, often because the royal family is in decline, the princes do their own thing, and the calendar is even more chaotic, so I don't know which day it is."

When Zhuang Fan and Su Ling were studying the inscription, Ye Ming and He Bing were studying how to open the coffin. He shook the chains, one ring after the other, but each one the size of a thumb. I don't know when this world entered the Iron Age, but even if it is a strong cast iron, after so many years, it should not be aged, but these are not, just a layer of rust on the surface, and it is still very firm to pull hard.

He Bing was also puzzled, and looked up at the night night, "This is..."

Ye Ming had already thought of it, "The psychic did it, and it was coated with a layer of spiritual water compressed by spiritual energy, which can protect it from decay for ten thousand years." ”

When Xiong Jieba heard this, he immediately jumped up and said in surprise: "There is also a masterpiece of a psychic master in here?" He looked around, "So this tomb was really built by psychics?!" ”

If it is really like what Xiong Jieba said, then the matter is a big deal, the psychic is no better than ordinary tomb craftsmen, let alone tomb robbers, it seems that this prince has put a lot of cost on his tomb.