"How can you say that it is broken?"

Fang Yan is still immersed in the unfinished scroll, it seems to have a kind of magic, once it is aroused, he can't help but search for the text of this painting in the vast murals, this is a difficult job, but as long as you have patience, you may not be able to find it.

But at this time, the barrage had already exploded, and the dragon-seeking ancient coin on his chest also came with a tide of guilt and panic:

[Anchor, watch out for your back]

[Mom, why is there a dried corpse? 】

[Your Majesty, Weichen is guilty]

[Anchor, I was wrong, I just missed it]

[When I just watched it, there was no hair, why did I suddenly crawl out of a zongzi? ] 】

[It's disgusting, why doesn't this zombie have a tongue? 】

[Visual inspection is the ancient labor of cutting out the tongue]

……

"Temple...... Temple...... Temple? ”

Fang Yan kept silently reciting these two words in his heart, vaguely thinking of a major historical clue. When he raised his eyes and looked at the goggles, he found that it was all a barrage of worries and fears, and he couldn't help but smile, "Don't panic, you guys, it's just a little zongzi, there's no threat." ”

"Boss, don't look back! Don't snatch your tongue! ”

Seeing that Fang Yan was about to turn around unhurriedly, Lin Fatzi shouted violently.

"The tongueless corpse is extremely resentful, and he can't complain before his death, which leads to long-term depression, and he is naturally prone to corpse transformation after death." Lin Yuanshan also kindly reminded that this time he did not use a private voice, but said on the public frequency:

"This kind of zongzi like 'tongueless dry corpse' is the most happy to unexpectedly pounce on the face of the living, once bitten, it will not let go until the whole tongue of the person is pulled out."

As soon as Lin Yuanshan rendered this, the barrage was even more anxious.

"It's time to put it to the test." Fang Yan thought secretly, shrugged his shoulders lazily, and continued to look at the mural, pretending not to see a barrage.

Haixin couldn't analyze his intentions from the psychological level, and he couldn't tell whether he was dying with strength or teasing the audience. Either way, she unconsciously pinched a handful of sweat.

Unexpectedly, the more calm Fang Yan became, the more panicked the audience became, and the strong "desire to protect" collected by the Dragon Hunt Ancient Coin also soared violently.

This time is different from the previous internal test live broadcast in Qinghai, more than a quarter of the more than 2 million viewers are loyal ministers, full of positive energy.

Endless "desire to protect", "concern", "prayer", "curse of hatred that iron is not made of steel"...... All directions converge to form a "barrage body" in the true sense.

An indestructible aura condensed on the surface of Fang Yan's body, like an invisible protective suit.

"It shouldn't be difficult to block the fangs and claws of low-level zongzi, but I don't know if I can block physical attacks such as poisonous insects, poisonous gases, and corpse cockroach swarms, so I have to try it if I have the opportunity."

With 200 IQ points from the audience, he couldn't guess that Fang Yan was having such crazy thoughts in his mind at this time.

But I have to say that this invisible "protective suit" really worked wonders, and the big shriveled hand was about to put on the right shoulder of the upper inflammation, but it stopped abruptly and retracted like an electric shock.

Fang Yan was still looking up at the painting, although he couldn't see the scene behind him, but the embarrassment of the zongzi was clear to him, and this wave of tests got a perfect answer. An invisible "Barrage Protector" cheats has been opened, just this one page, the first glimpse of the door.

I don't know how thick this "book" will be, but Fang Yan believes that as his anchor level increases, its thickness and gold content will also increase.

The audience was confused, this big zongzi was menacing, why did he suddenly retreat?

Soon, he stretched out his groping hand again, a little persistent, and continued to grasp Fang Yan's right shoulder.

This time, with an invisible aura, he pressed it gently, and couldn't help but be a little happy: "Huh? It's nothing, scare Lao Tzu. ”

As everyone knows, the reason why he was safe and sound was because Fang Yan couldn't bear to hurt him and let him "hook his shoulders".

Millions of loyal ministers looked dazed, "What kind of trouble is this big zongzi going to make?" ”

He just quietly put his head on Emperor Yan's shoulders and accompanied him to enjoy the picture, just like the diving party in the book friend group of the well-known tomb robbery novel "The Anchor Really Can Play": "I don't speak, I'll watch you post the picture quietly." ”

"Ahem! Cough! Fang Yan coughed twice in embarrassment, without looking back, he grabbed the shriveled palm on his shoulder with his backhand and gently pushed it away.

After five seconds, the big shriveled hand reached over again and put it on Fang Yan's shoulder.

"Ahem!" Fang Yan continued to cough awkwardly, clenched his left hand into a fist, put it to his lips and bit it, as if he was very dissatisfied with the murals on the wall, no matter how he looked for it, he couldn't find the follow-up to the "Temple Map".

Syllable! Syllable!

Seeing that Fang Yan ignored it, the dry hand of the dry corpse gently slapped it twice on his shoulder, and he angrily brushed a wave of presence.

Fang Yan still didn't bother to turn back, he impatiently turned his hand and patted the back of the dirty hand, and pushed it away again. The audience was stunned, picked up the glasses again, and was shocked again.

[Don't look back, the anchor wants to take your tongue]

[Drunk, this zongzi is poisonous]

[Tomb robbery is so simple, such a stupid zongzi, I can do it]

[So persistent, just wait for my king to turn around and get hit? ] 】

[I don't think there's any hostility]

[Yes, not every zongzi is bad]

"Uh-woo, uh-uh-uhhh......hh

As stated in the barrage, this dried corpse does not have a tongue, so the sound it makes is extremely dry.

He put his hand on Yan's shoulder again, and this time he didn't forget to shake it vigorously.

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……

"Hey, man, do we know each other? It's not right for you to hook your shoulders like this, right? ”

Fang Yan turned around helplessly to confront him, and this careless turning action didn't know how many loyal ministers were worried.

Fortunately, the "dry corpse grabbing the tongue" rendered by the Lin father and son did not happen, Fang Yan calmly looked at the dry corpse, both sides knew their own proportions, separated by half a meter, and did not interfere with each other.

This laborer, who had his tongue cut out before his death, was thin and full of black overalls that had long been festering, and died on the construction site like his colleagues, also buried alive, but he was the only one who was transformed, and there must be a reason for this. In the words of the Fortune Master: "His fate is not finished." ”

"Uh-uh, uh-uhhhh

The dried corpse's facial features were completely devoid, only a layer of shriveled and sunken face remained, and there was a pair of dark holes in his eyes, following Fang Yan's gaze to the temple in the mural, and the voice kept repeating in his throat: "Woo woo woo? ”

"This ......"

Fang Yan saw that he was in a hurry, so he had to open the microphone panel and pull Jin Ling'er in:

"Girl, translate."

Zongzi can't communicate with big living people, but the corpse is silent, and people speak.

Fortunately, Xiao Nizi has just obtained the inheritance of Shi Buyu's predecessors and can understand the language of corpses.

"Senior, why aren't you in a hurry at all? He repeated it three times before you came to ask me? You break into the underground palace, he is invaded by yang energy, and he will not live long. Hurry up and ask. ”

Xiao Nizi's upper body is connected to the lower left corner of the VR perspective, and the background shows that she is holding a small white umbrella and following a board car to Sima Road.

"No, what is he repeating?" Fang Yan asked eagerly. While staring at the goggles, he looked distractedly at the equally anxious dried corpse beside him.

"He asked if you could read the painting?" Jin Ling'er replied truthfully.