When the old man heard this, his face was happy, and he jumped off the coffin with vigorous skills like a young man, but the muzzle of the gun never left Leng Yue's head.

He glanced at his subordinates and said, "Go and see." ”

I frowned, thinking about it in my head, trying to judge the identity of this old man surnamed Cui, but I found that there was no number one person in the circle surnamed Cui.

A couple of strong men came up to us, pushed their black muzzles up, and motioned for us to follow.

At this time, Mr. Cui had already taken Leng Yue hostage and walked to the doorway leading to the front court, and several strong men next to him seemed to be very afraid of Leng Yue, and they all pointed their guns at Leng Yue.

We hadn't gone far when we suddenly heard a "bang" knock.

The sound came from the vestibule, and it was not known what they were smashing.

I saw from the side that Mr. Cui's face changed, and he was so panicked that he left Leng Yue alone and anxiously rushed into the vestibule.

Not only Mr. Cui, but Leng Yue's face was also ugly at this time.

Ignoring the muzzles of the guns pointed at him around him, he flashed and rushed into the vestibule.

Those strong men were startled, and they wanted to shoot but seemed to have some consideration, so they could only chase after them with shouts.

We were taken hostage and followed, and then into the vestibule, and came to the door of the chamber where the stone lions were located, and we saw Mr. Choi reprimanding two white men with hammers and wrenches in English.

By the light of the flashlight, I saw that the stone lion inside had been smashed through the stone skin, revealing the bronze inside.

It turned out to be a stone-clad copper design, you know, it is very difficult to use stone to make the skin, and it has far surpassed the magic skills.

It seems that this stone lion must have hidden a big secret inside.

Could it be that what they had been looking for was hidden inside this stone lion?

Mr. Cui held up a flashlight, angrily looked into the mouth of the stone lion, and after only one glance, his eyes widened and his face was happy.

"It's right here!"

Leng Yue frowned, and wanted to step forward to look, but was pushed back with a gun by a black man next to her.

Mr. Cui stretched out his hand to a white man next to him and said, "Give me the wrench." ”

The white man had just been reprimanded, and his face was red, and when he suddenly heard Mr. Cui asking him for a wrench, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly offered the wrench.

Mr. Cui carefully inserted the wrench into the stone lion's mouth, and every time he played with it, a "gurgling" sound came from the stone lion's mouth, as if a ball was rolling.

Leng Yue's eyes lit up, and then she shook her head again and said, "It's useless." ”

Mr. Cui glanced at Leng Yue coldly, and asked for a crowbar from one of his subordinates, trying to pry the lion's mouth open, but he was sweating profusely, and he didn't even pry out a single gap.

"Here you go!"

Mr. Choi waved at the black man, then stepped aside.

The black man rolled up his sleeves and strode forward, grasping the handle of the crowbar with both hands, lifting it up with all his might, tensing his muscles in the low roar, as if he had exerted all his strength, but still could not pry open the mouth of the stone lion.

"You two go too!"

Mr. Cui waved at the two white men who had smashed the lion before, and the two white men hurriedly dropped the things in their hands and ran over to help the black man.

These three strong men worked together, and they could have two or three hundred catties to say the least, but they were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and there was no way to open the mouth of the stone lion.

Mr. Cui paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, very anxious, and finally seemed to be in a heart, pouting his teeth and saying, "Fuck, smash." ”

When several strong men heard this, they grabbed hammers, pickaxes, crowbars, and sledgehammers, and used all their strength to greet the stone lion.

For a time, the sound of "clanging" in the entire ancient tomb was endless, which made people upset and irritable.

After about five minutes like this, the stone skin of the stone lion has been knocked to pieces, and even part of the bronze has been smashed into a dent, but the pouting mouth that seems to be cute has never loosened.

Suddenly, the ground of the ancient tomb shook, and a roar similar to that of a wild beast was heard from the direction of the road, causing everyone present to change their faces and stop their movements.

Leng Yue turned around and shouted at us, "Learn from me!" ”

When the words fell, he actually bent down in the direction of Yongdao and bowed his hand, raised his fist-clasped hands above his head, and then knelt down.

I was shocked, knowing that something big was going to happen, so I hurriedly glanced at Shen Dali, Zhang Yi and Yang Qing, and also learned Leng Yue to bow down in the direction of Yongdao.

At this moment, the foreigners led by Mr. Cui were stunned, not knowing what was going to happen, and they didn't know whether to learn from us.

Foreigners, after all, do not understand Chinese culture and history, so they are naturally unwilling to kneel.

Mr. Cui also kept standing, his hands tied behind his back, looked at Leng Yue and sneered: "Is it a ghost kneeling? Or is it God? It is better to kneel on the gun in our hands, kill gods when encountering gods, and kill ghosts when encountering ghosts. ”

Even though he said that, I could catch a glimpse of his body trembling, as if he wasn't as calm as he had been.

Although those foreign strong men were also a little flustered, they were not confused, and after checking the bullets and guns in an orderly manner, only two or three people were left to look at us and Leng Yue, and the rest of the people were cautiously holding their guns and walking towards the side of the corridor.

Suddenly, the strange roar ceased, the ground no longer shook at all, and everything seemed to fall silent.

Leng Yue didn't get up, still maintaining a kneeling posture.

I saw that Leng Yue didn't move, so naturally I wouldn't rush up, so I quietly used my spare eyes to look at the others.

I saw that Mr. Choi was patting his chest and letting out a long breath, as if he had let his guard down.

But at this moment, a strong man who walked to the doorway between the corridor and the vestibule suddenly seemed to be grabbed by something, and he fell to the ground, and then was dragged into the corridor with his legs and struggle.

After a while, there was a terrible cry, echoing in this thousand-year-old tomb, making people shudder.

Mr. Cui's expression, which was originally relaxed, immediately tensed up again.

The rest of the strong men were all holding guns, looking at each other with panicked faces.

The miserable cry became weaker and weaker, gradually evolved into **, and finally disappeared into silence.

After a while, the strong men gathered at the door all jumped to the side in surprise, as if avoiding something.

I looked in that direction and saw blood pouring in, with some internal organs in it.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The muffled sound came from far and near, and it turned out to be a blood-stained head, bouncing like a ball into everyone's field of vision, and finally stopped in a pool of blood.

"Smack!"

An arm flew in and landed next to the skull, splattering thick blood in all directions.

Then, there is another arm, a thigh......

This is...... Divide the corpse!

It's just that in an instant, a living strong man has become so fragmentary, which is not something that normal forces can do.

The deceased seemed to be a friend of the black man, who looked at the stump on the ground, red-eyed, roared and rushed into the corridor with his gun, shouting and shooting.

However, the gunfire did not last long before it stopped, and was replaced by the black man's terrible screams.