"Girl, you're so smart!" Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and after Xiao Nizi's reminder, he suddenly figured out a lot:

"At first, I also wondered if the lid of the coffin had only been pried open with such a small gap, and if there were large gold, silver and jade objects inside, could it all be hung out by ropes and hooks? Therefore, there are not many treasures in Li Xian's coffin at all, and it was deliberately done when he was buried. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"The burial tomb of the second son of the dignified Wu Zetian is not even a little trapped, because there are no treasures in this tomb?" Erzhu was puzzled.

"No, not without treasures. But there is another mystery! Clues to the mechanism may be hidden under these gildings around the perimeter. ”

Fang Yan corrected: "The people who designed this tomb wanted to disappoint the tomb robbers who had the ability to touch in the future generations to retire, or they wanted to leave satisfied after feeding these people, so they only left some ordinary terracotta figurines and jewelry, and the coffin was casually decorated with burial goods to send people." In fact, this is just a cover-up, a concealment of something more valuable. ”

"There are so many burial tombs in the periphery, there are many dangers, how can those who can touch it here are idle people?"

The Pitting Lux who had been silent beside him glared at Lin Fatzi and snorted coldly:

"I said you fat boy with a thief and a thief, do you know that you are wrong now? Who said that those who have come here are only the people who can only do destruction? Those predecessors are clearly people with brains, although they can't see through the life change map implied on the mural, but they also guessed that there must be a secret passage in the tomb, so they went around tinkering with gold, but ...... Looking at the structure here, there is not much movement, and the predecessors estimated that they did not find out the mechanism, and in the end they just regretted retreating. ”

Lin Fatzi was about to fight with this old wrestler to the end, but was stopped by Fang Yan, and hurried to the main camera and shouted: "Let's start the military division, help find it, and don't let go of the gold stickers that have fallen off and torn." Whoever finds it first, I give a mysterious gift. ”

This time, all the military divisions were dispatched, but the effect was not as good as before. Ten full minutes passed, and no one found any valuable clues.

Fang Yan also led the team to grope in the back tomb for a long time, during which he went back to the front tomb and knocked around, but he didn't find any useful clues.

"It's strange, this Li Xian's tomb should not be far from Wu Zetian's tomb, how can there be no organ fortification? You can't really find any material here, right? The fat man gradually lost his patience, and when he saw that the anchor of the enemy station had given up the idea of continuing his research, he also retreated.

"The seniors didn't find it, which proves that either this is indeed a garbage dump, or this hidden clue is really too difficult for my generation to crack." Lord Wei shook his head again and again, and the group returned to the back tomb, and groped for a long time, even the barrage was a little impatient:

[There's really nothing here, the anchor can be withdrawn]

[Except for some dry mural paint, there is nothing left under the damaged gilding]

[I'm so sleepy in the middle of the night, if I don't have some passion, I'll turn off the lights and go to sleep]

[Sleep, Wang Play Me] (pink)

[The anchors of the enemy station have all eaten supper, isn't Emperor Yan hungry]

……

It's not easy to get to this point, the anchor of the enemy station has indeed begun to eat, Ida gave everyone a piece of black bread, and seeing that Jin Ling'er was curious about these special breads, she kindly brought a piece of it.

This is a special bread that is much more advanced than compressed biscuits, not only high in sugar, but also has many essential vitamins and refreshing hormones.

Da Zhuang took a bite and his face was full of bitterness: "It's so hard." ”

"Sir, are you hungry, do you want me to feed you below?" Fat Lin said with a concerned face.

"You want to die?" Lord Wei raised his fist.

"Oh, oh, I was wrong, it was boiled noodles, boiled noodles! Not below. The fat man lit up the instant noodle bowl awkwardly and swayed left and right in front of Erzhu.

Er Zhu glanced at him: "Your broken bowl has been covering the crotch of your pants for so long, and you are embarrassed to cook noodles for us to eat?" It's really bad. ”

This point in time is an excellent time to give advertisers a wave of advertising, but Fang Yan has no intention of advertising: "You guys eat something to replenish, I'll look for it again." ”

Jin Ling'er didn't take a bite for a long time holding a long strip of black bread, just because the enemy's Da Zhuang bit down on the first bite and almost didn't knock his teeth, on the other hand, the others were not in a hurry to eat, but waited for the pianist to take out a palm-sized stove, only to see him plucking the strings at will, and the stove lit a soft flame.

"This one needs to be heated." Ida took the big bread and heated it on the stove.

No one noticed that in the process of swelling the black bread, her little fingertips gently punctured a layer of bread crumbs, and the crimson nail polish quietly melted in the heated environment, and a faint touch of red oil dipped into the bread.

"Come, little beauty, sister will help you bake." Ada took the golden bell again, placed it by the fire, and the tip of her little finger hooked the repetition amplitude, and dipped it in another touch of red oil.

"Seeing that you are all eating, I am hungry too. But eating at night is not good for your health, should you be late? Jin Ling'er held her pink cheeks and got tangled.

"Eating something easy to digest doesn't hurt your stomach much." Ida smiled and handed over the baked bread.

The swollen bread had an enticing aroma, but the little girl broke it in half.

Ada's eyes twitched slightly, and she helplessly watched her walk to Fang Yan, who was still looking through the gold stickers. Xiao Nizi stood on tiptoe, pinched half a piece of bread and turned over the back of Fang Yan's head, and shook it left and right in front of his eyes: "Is it fragrant?" ”

"Eat, I'm not hungry." Fang Yan didn't reply.

"How can you broadcast all night if you don't have the physical strength?" Jin Ling'er knew that the audience couldn't see this angle, so she almost stuffed the bread directly into Fang Yan's mouth.

Ada, Andrew, and Winthers all stared at this detail, and the half piece of bread dipped in nail polish was about to be stuffed into Fang Yan's mouth.

"It's so fragrant, the raw material should be not only rye, but also a lot of spices."

Fang Yan saw that Xiao Nizi didn't have time to chew after taking the first bite, and then took the second bite regardless of the image of the lady, and was immediately aroused by some appetite. But wouldn't it be too ambiguous to let Xiao Nizi feed her mouth in public?

He took the bread in one hand, and was about to speak, when he suddenly reacted to something, looked up at the many torn gaps in the stone wall in front of him, and then looked down at the bread.

"What's wrong? Don't have an appetite? Jin Ling'er asked in a low voice.

Fang Yan didn't answer, turned around and approached the pianist, "Mr. Andrew, can you borrow that little stove?" ”

"You want to bake a little longer?" The luthier gave up the stove and kindly reminded: "Don't burn it." ”

"No, I know what's wrong." Fang Yan threw half a piece of bread to Lord Wei, "Help me get it." This careless move disappointed several foreign friends who had been caring about him.

With that, he took a turn around the back chamber with the stove held high, deliberately stopping for a few more seconds near the torn gilding.

"I think there may be some key clues on the east and west walls that have been poured into the tomb for too long, either by the yin wind that has been poured into the tomb for too long, or it has dried up naturally, and it is time to get some temperature?"

Before Fang Yan's words fell, Old Lux suddenly shouted: "What smell?" Suddenly there is a lot of blood? ”

There were ten people present, and this person had the most sharp nose.

Lin Fatzi also sniffed all the way along the direction of his nose, and found that there was a gap the size of a vinegar dish on the east wall, which had been sealed by a high-grade gold paste, and after the gold paste was removed by the tomb thieves, only this pit surface was not deeply sunken, and there was a pool of dark red paint inside.

The military division had not paid much attention to this circular pit before, because it looked like it was just a piece of colored masonry.

But as the fire scorched, the red coating melted, and streaks of viscous blood slid vertically down the mutilated mural.

"This smell, don't you feel a little familiar?" Fang Yan and Jin Ling'er looked at each other, their faces full of shock.

This is also the smell of the mechanism that was triggered in the "tire" graveyard before, and the mural was soaked in blood, which is where the pervasive leeches came from. (To be continued.) )