Lao Li said speechlessly: "There is no one with a modest person like you!" ”

"Being too modest, that's called pretending to be ......"

Before the cousin's ridiculous words were finished, he was blocked back by Shangguan Hai's words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you fall into the mind control technique, you will definitely die, and there is no solution!" Shangguan Hai said in a low voice.

"Didn't you just save her with a magnet?" Lao Li asked.

"I'm giving her a ride!"

"What?!"

We raised our voices all at once, and we were amazed.

Song Ming, who was walking in front, turned around and shouted, "Can you be quiet?" Say something when you go out! ”

"Shh......h

Shangguan Hai made a quiet gesture and said in a low voice: "The mind control technique is insolvable, it will cause irreversible damage to the central nervous system of the human body, I just did that to relieve her pain, so that she can die quietly." ”

We suddenly stopped talking, and the damage to the central nervous system was irreparable, this was common sense, but Qin Xiaoxiao was now walking in the forefront unharmed.

It is undoubtedly a miracle, but it is like a fog that clouds over the hearts of each of us.

Shangguan Hai continued to whisper: "I once read in an ancient book that the ancient Han people had three kinds of divine powers, the Soul Eater Technique, the Spirit Summoning Technique, and the Mind Control Technique. Those who fall into this divine machine only have three days to live, and after three days, the cranial nerves and central nervous system will collapse, and the death will be extremely ugly. ”

"Are you saying that what Boss Song once encountered at the Soul Burning Terrace was the Soul Eater Technique?" The blind man was surprised.

The thief cave was ethereal and quiet, and the blind man's abrupt voice attracted Song Ming's attention, Song Ming turned his head to look at us, wanted to say something but didn't say it, took a deep breath, and turned back secretly.

"Yes...... These three kinds of divine machines are incomprehensible at today's level of science and technology, how did Song Ming and Qin Xiaoxiao survive, I haven't thought of a reasonable explanation yet. ”

Shangguan Hai lowered his voice very low, shook his head as he spoke, and then said to himself: "If you have to say an explanation, it is that in the early stage of being hit by the divine machine, it was used to contain its fatal damage by some means, but ......"

My cousin didn't speak, the little bell was still clinging to me, and my thoughts drifted into the unknown abyss with the pace of everyone's progress.

If it weren't for Shangguan Hai pointing out these words, everything would seem logical. However, it seems that there is an undercurrent behind the logical development, like a trap buried deep under a smooth road.

Shangguan Hai wanted to say, but in the early stage of falling into the divine machine, she was no different from ordinary people, how could she find out that she had a problem?

Qin Xiaoxiao has always been with us, and we people don't have the ability to save her at all.

Just when I was in deep thought, I unconsciously followed the army to the end of the robbery cave, and Qin Xiaoxiao said, "Stop!" It woke me up in a daze.

I looked around, the yellowed wooden plank frames, the layers of ramparts, and the forks in the road as far as the eye could see, like a labyrinth of wooden planks, the scale was staggering.

Song Ming stepped forward and watched: "Yellow intestine question...... Who hit this thief hole, it's really technical, and it goes straight to the coffin! ”

The yellow intestine question is very familiar to Song Ming, who has been in the archaeological team. It is a landmark building in the tombs of the Han Dynasty and a symbol of the identity of the tomb owner.

The yellow intestine is the peeled cypress wood, named because of the pale yellow color of the wood, and the inscription is a barrier built on the outer layer of the main tomb to protect the coffin of the tomb owner.

Shangguan Hai pointed out: "With such a large scale, this is the highest ceremonial funeral in the Han Dynasty. ”

"You mean this is the mausoleum of the Son of Heaven?" I asked.

"Before I saw the coffin, everything could not be determined."

According to Shangguan Hai's statement, coupled with the speculation before we came, this is likely to be Liu Xiu's tomb, if this is the case, wouldn't it be a major archaeological discovery at home and abroad?

The archaeological team has come to explore this tomb, and announced that this is not the tomb of King Zhuang, but a Han tomb, and it is not said whose tomb it is.

Since going down to the tomb, my thoughts have become even more messy......

Seeing that everyone was about to move on this Han tomb, Song Ming shouted: "Everyone, don't forget the purpose of our visit this time, even if it is the tomb of the Heavenly King Laozi, it doesn't matter about us!" ”

Song Ming is looking for the mirror, and he has also seen the power of the Six Gods Temple, and he doesn't want to encounter additional trouble, so we naturally understand.

"Qin Xiaoxiao, lead the way!" Song Ming waved his hand and motioned for us to follow.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Xiaoxiao, however, she closed her eyes tightly and stood there motionless.

Suddenly, everything was quiet, under the dim searchlight, the huge inscription, Qin Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and listened quietly, making this place highlight the seclusion and horror.

The blind man subconsciously took half a step back and muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The cousin shook his head and motioned for him not to speak.

At this time, Qin Xiaoxiao opened her eyes suddenly, and slowly turned to look at everyone, her expression stunned.

"One of us has a ......"

"What do you mean?" Although I didn't quite understand what Qin Xiaoxiao meant, her strange expression and deep voice made me feel a faint chill in my back.

"There were nine of us, but I heard ten breaths and heartbeats!"