"Momen? Sure enough, it is the orthodoxy of the Mo family. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Jin Ling'er was the first to recognize the four elegant fonts in the palm of the insect master's palm.

"The word 'Chenji' in the back?" Lao Lux was greatly interested, led the apprentice to approach the insect coffin, and pointed to the coffin lid and instructed: "Eighty percent of the classics in it are Yuchen's unique understanding of the Mohist technique. The oldest secret technique of the Momen mechanism has long been lost, and it is also a great opportunity to get a sneak peek at the Codex of the Orthodox Descendant's experience. ”

As he spoke, he deliberately pinched his strong arm and commanded in a low voice: "This supreme treasure will definitely be taken away, if the worm coffin is opened by them, let's take a few more looks." You have a good memory, help the teacher memorize a few more pages. ”

Er Zhu touched his chin thoughtfully: "People who dare to write annotations to famous works are generally sages with unique understandings. He dared to write a new 'Chenji' for the Mojia Technique, instead of leaving the original work to the world? Does this guy named Yuchen arrogantly think that his understanding of the technique is better than the Momen inheritance, or does he humbly think that what he writes is only a personal understanding, so that future generations will not look down on Momen because of his clumsy pen? ”

Fang Yan nodded slightly: "I think the ingredient of self-humility should be a little heavier." Perhaps even Yu Chen himself did not learn the complete Momen Technique, but he recorded the theories and techniques he had mastered in academic and renovated works, and this "Momen Chen Machine" has been preserved intact to this day, and its value is quite high. ”

"Yes, it shouldn't be difficult to auction 200 million." Lin Fatzi seriously estimated a wave, and was knocked a chestnut by Lord Wei, "Can the dead fat man use money to value it without seeing a baby?" This book is priceless at first glance. ”

"No matter how priceless the treasure is, if future generations can't read it, it's just a piece of waste paper." The pianist looked at the insect coffin meaningfully, and turned to the insect master without hurry, "If you look carefully, there won't be only one book in such a big worm coffin, right?" ”

"There's also a corpse, looking at the hair ornament, probably a young woman."

"Can't see your face? What about costumes? Ida asked, narrowing her eyes.

The insect master's pupils contracted sharply, and dozens of black ants all over the whites of his eyes regrouped to form a vague outline of a female corpse: "She shed her skin many times, wrapping many layers on the surface of her body, as if it was a means of using insect secretions to embalm the corpse." ”

Referring to the secretion layer of embalming, Lao Lux hurriedly reminded: "Don't rush the corpse first, let your bugs not damage those secretions." ”

"Is there anything else in there?" Da Zhuang couldn't help but ask.

"No, the only burial object is the ancient book." The insect master replied without thinking, afraid that his reply was so decisive that it would make people suspicious, so he hurriedly changed his words, "I'll continue to look for it." ”

"Sir, touch the gold and bring it to me." Fang Yan looked around the coffin, stood down in a whole circle, and found no obvious way to open the coffin. The barrage god is very professional and directs the country:

[Directly touch the gold mace and stab it chrysanthemum]

[Pierce it in your mouth and pry it open directly]

[If the female corpse is destroyed, it will be destroyed, as long as the ancient book is kept]

[Anyway, that book is really called 'Momen Chenji'? ] I don't look like these four words.

[The font is twisted a little ecstatic, and people who don't understand calligraphy can't understand it]

[No, this insect coffin itself is a large-scale cultural relic, how can it be destroyed? (Powder)

[It's time to keep the big and the small again]

[Don't be blind, it's okay to read more books, can you all read these words? ] 觌氅, 曩磲, 蕤颥, 鳌鹅, 耞耵, 嫖/娼】

[It seems that I don't know anything except prostitution/prostitution] [+1] [+2] ...... [I'll only be the last one, it's so difficult]

……

"I'm sorry, this coffin is too evil, I can't open it even if I touch the golden mace."

Fang Yan smiled awkwardly at the audience, "This worm coffin must be opened from the inside, and it is the most difficult kind of coffin to open, because if you are not careful, it will be locked." ”

[Open from the inside? Who would have designed such a brain-dead mechanism? 】

[Could it be that the original intention of the coffin was to let the people inside deceive the corpse first, and then open the coffin themselves to escape? 】

……

"From the inside?" Andrew raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's the first time I've heard of it." Windsors, it seems that you can only rely on it. Wensers, Wensers? ”

"Are you alright?" Seeing that the insect master was suddenly stunned and did not speak, Alan sighed that it was not good, and waved his hand back and forth in front of his eyes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul, and if you look at his eyes, you will know that something is happening in the coffin. The black ants in the insect pupils were squirming regularly all the time, showing strong vitality, but at this time, they collectively trembled, and I don't know if the ant colony was trembling, or the whole eyeball was trembling.

The black ant columns that connected the insect pupils and ran through the whole body also showed high-frequency tremors, and the insect master's lips fluttered repeatedly, and he shuddered and spit out a few words:

She ...... She...... She still has a heartbeat! ”

"What?" Alan was dumbfounded, took off his tennis cap, and smoothed his ponytail fiercely, the tips of his nails flicking wildly on his scalp, constantly stimulating his mind to be clear, but he still couldn't calm down.

This is a worm coffin from at least 1,300 years ago, how can the "female corpse" lying inside have a heartbeat?

She had visited two pyramids, seen more than twenty well-sealed mummies, and was rumored to have seen several cases in Egyptian history in which the body was dead and the soul was immortal.

But their bodies have passed away, how can they be like the one in the worm coffin, how many years have passed, and the heartbeat is still there?

"I said, big brother, you can see clearly, don't make jokes? Six million people watched. Hush...... Don't speak, I'll listen. The fat man's fat head and big ears were close to the lid of the coffin, and he didn't hear any breathing or heartbeat after listening to it for a long time.

Jin Ling'er saw that the insect master was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she couldn't help but speculate: "Could it be that the ancients expected that there would be tomb robbers in the future who would be able to penetrate the inside of the coffin, so they left a mechanism that simulated a 'heartbeat', just to scare people?" ”

"It makes sense, if you feel the sound of breathing, it's easy to simulate the heartbeat, right? The secretion layer of the female corpse hides a few bugs that jump a few times, or the illusion of a spring mechanism being triggered. The ancients did not expect that in later generations, there would be foreign insect masters who directly relied on insects to penetrate the inside of the insect coffin, and theoretically this kind of mechanism was triggered when the tomb robber touched it, and the person who stretched out his hand was already weak in his heart, extremely sensitive, and more likely to mistake it for a 'heartbeat'. ”

Fang Yan thought of the thousand-faced fungus in the four-leaf clover grave, compared to poking out his heartbeat in the coffin, it should be more terrifying for the person who opened the coffin to see "himself" lying in the coffin at a glance, right? The heartbeat simulation in this worm coffin can really only be regarded as pediatric.

"I vouch for the reputation of the No. 1 insect master in Northern Europe, this 'lady' definitely has a faint breathing sound, her heartbeat is not simulated, and every beat of her heart will cause the viscous secretion layer outside to rise and fall together." The insect master shook his head, and the black ant colony in the insect pupil settled down a little, "It was originally very quiet, but it was only from my four tomb ant squads that they converged towards the head of the jade cicada, and she began to react." ”

"That's right, it seems that the core of the coffin is in the cicada's head, I said that there are compound eyes and mouthparts, as well as messy oral pipes, the more you look at it, the more it looks like the starting point of the coffin." Lin Fatzi seized the opportunity and stepped on the enemy platform again, "Boss, this insect master's trick can only help here, and the rest has to rely on you to make a move." ”

"Give it a try. Not necessarily open. Fang Yan stood close to the cicada's head, rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes tightly, and beckoned at the same time: "Sir, come here, I will touch the inside of the cicada's head with the golden holy hand, if there is any accident, the old rule, as soon as I open my eyes, you will destroy this ghost thing, try your best to keep my hand, if you can't pull it out, you will cut off my entire arm." ”

"How can it be so exaggerated, you see that the school girl is scared, and the audience is also scared by you." Lord Wei shook his head helplessly, and smiled, the dragon crystal dagger was still held in his hand very professionally, just waiting for Fang Yan to move the knife as soon as possible if something really went wrong.

After that, under the surprised eyes of the anchor of the enemy station, Fang Yan probed into the deep and terrifying jade cicada mouthpiece with his bare hands.

"Touching the Golden Holy Hand?" Lao Lux vaguely remembered something, "If you can't advance and retreat freely with such a fast technique, then this coffin should be given up." ”

Although he does not have a good impression of looking for the dragon gate, the secret method of finding the dragon gate is still worthy of respect, and the old wrestler values Fang Yan's "closing his eyes and touching" more than several foreigners.

However, he miscalculated.

Fang Yan's hand had barely reached out for less than two seconds before he let out a muffled snort, and his closed eyes opened in pain. (To be continued.) )