Fang Yan specially consulted the barrage, but no one noticed what the fat man said about "dead baby blinking", and the barrage complained about the fat blowing and scared himself:

[This fat man is too wasteful]

[I really don't understand why I brought him along] (pink)

[It's really a soy sauce bottle]

[I think it's okay, I like to listen to fat bragging]

……

Gift: "SADO95" gives "Fat General" diapers x99!

Gift: "Heavenly Rain" gave "Fat General" a wheelchair!

……

"I really blinked just now, no, it should have lit up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info wait, you guys move the lights out and I'll take a look. The fat man sat on the ground and refused to get up, stubbornly crooked his neck and stared at the little baby.

"Uncle, I remember, when we entered the first stone door before, it suddenly felt like an elevator descending, and it sank for several seconds, and then it calmed down without any side effects, it turned out that the 'lifebuoy' sank to the bottom?" Jin Ling'er was still repeatedly thinking about what happened when she came, and she couldn't understand the exaggerated reaction of the fat man slumping to the ground.

Seeing that Fang Yan's "lifebuoy theory" set off a wave of recognition in the live broadcast room, Lord Wei didn't say a word, and took out an iron drill and a short-handled hammer from his bag: "If there is really water outside, I'll dig a hole to know." ”

"Yes, you can have holes, but don't dig too big. If there is water, plugging the hole is a nuisance, and no one knows how deep it is underwater, and the water pressure may instantly widen the hole. ”

Fang Yan picked a place and assigned work to his teammates: "Fatty, it's okay if others don't believe you, I definitely believe you, I think the real way to crack the mechanism should still be in the mural, you and the military division will look for it together." Erzhu is responsible for adjusting the searchlight range of the nine snake heads, so that the audience can observe the mural without dead ends. I'll insert the iron drill, sir, you hit the hammer, let's chisel the hole a little smaller, up to three centimeters in diameter, and the guy who plugs the hole will be prepared in advance. ”

"What about me? What do I do? Xiao Nizi said unhappily.

"You?" Fang Yan waved his hand behind him, "You just need to stay away from us and keep an eye out for any suspicious movements in the tomb." ”

Just do it, Fang Yan knocked on the surrounding stone walls, and finally did not choose the stone walls on both sides, but chose the feet, firstly, the water pressure gap will not be too big, and secondly, if there is really water, it is obviously easier to deal with it from below and up than from the side, according to past experience, the most difficult thing to deal with is to sprinkle down from the top.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Lord Wei hammered one hammer after another, and the stone layer that he couldn't break with his bare hands before was barely broken through by this fine iron iron drill.

A small half of the audience was cooperating with Fat Blow to study the mural, and the rest of the people's attention was attracted by the sound of hammers here:

[My name is Wang Da Hammer, I never thought that I would swing a sledgehammer in the cemetery]

[This, isn't it Haotian Douluo? ] 【Messy cloak hammer method? 】

[Run, Reinhardt magnified moves]

[The muscles of Lord Wei Xiang look like they are trained by coolies]

【Lei Zhen's Midnight Invasion of Qianling】

[My king's arm strength is also very good, holding this iron chisel without shaking]

……

Boom!

Boom!

Lord Wei covered the hammer with a hammer, and the iron drill went deep into the ground to a depth of one and a half meters. Perhaps in order to reduce the overall weight, the thickness of the skin of this "lifebuoy" was far lower than the estimate of Lord Wei and Fang Yan, and it was suddenly completely pierced without paying attention.

Burst! 呲呲呲......

The fine splash of water rushed out wildly, but fortunately, the blocking effect of the iron drill was not bad, and Lord Wei took out a milky white special soap bar from his bag, and without saying a word, he directly smeared it on the crack of the splash.

Seeing this piece of soap, the barrage instantly scared me:

[Damn! Soap? 】

[666 Men with their own soap, are you afraid? ] 】

[Didn't pick up enough soap in the army? (Powder)

[I thought it was something good to plug the hole, but I didn't expect it to be soap]

[You know a basket? If a small boat has a hole, soap is the best emergency plugging item.

[Because soap can bind with calcium salts in water] (powder)

[There are countless maidens in Wuli soldiers, and they still need to pick up soap? What about your IQ? 】

[Wei Jian, you bastard, I haven't checked out the bill for playing 3P with my wife last week]

……

The barrage is getting dirtier and dirtier, and Wei Jian doesn't have the time to pay attention to it. He squatted on the ground and was in a hurry, because the crack caused by the iron drill through the hole in the ground was slowly spreading, and Fang Yan was too busy to come over to help repair the soap bar.

Suddenly, a milky maggot sprang out of a crack that had not had time to be repaired.

"Sir, be careful!"

Although Fang Yan's eyes were sharp, the color of the strange insect was almost the same as the soap bars all over the ground, and the body length was only half a centimeter, which was easy to ignore with the naked eye.

The insect was top-heavy, like a freshly molted snake, crystal clear. Without waiting for Fang Yan to issue a warning, it jumped out a foot high and clattered softly to the back of Wei Jian's right hand.

After only half a second, the countless tiny jagged teeth in its mouth bit through the layers of epithelial tissue, like a greedy devil, and instantly burst into it.

"Leeches?"

Thanks to Lord Wei's trick, if the fat general was bitten by this strange miniature leech, he was afraid that he would cry wolf on the spot, and even faint in pain.

"Hurry up and seal it up!" Fang Yan saw that the leech's whole body was blood-red, and the skin had branch-like bloodshot textures, and it was roughly speculated that it had sucked it up and couldn't be fuller anymore, so there was no need to get it down for the time being.

It is imperative to plug the other cracks as soon as possible.

However, when he inadvertently reached out and helped the iron drill, he suddenly found that the iron drill that was nailed to the ground suddenly loosened twice as much!

"Oops, there's something wrong with this water, it's corroding the iron drill."

Fang Yan rejects this idea again, because the part of the iron drill exposed on the ground was also splashed wet by some water droplets, and he didn't see any violent chemical reaction, so this water was not a big problem.

"This kind of ghost thing is not honest when it is full, and it secretes strange things on the back of my hand, hiss...... No, it feels like the skin is going to rot. Jin girl, come over and help me get rid of it. Lord Wei threw the dragon crystal dagger and the lighter together, "Take a knife to pick it first, if you can't remove it, burn it directly, don't worry about burning me." You can burn it, but the lighter will definitely not burn as painful as it bites. ”

Even Lord Wei's teeth chattered, what kind of pain did it feel? It must be secreting a corrosive liquid in its mouth.

Fang Yan had an uneasy speculation in his heart, "This strange leech can't be a group, right?" Could there be a team gathered outside that is collectively gnawing on the iron drill? If even the iron drill can be corroded, wouldn't the dense crowd rush in to gnaw everyone to the point that there is no scum left? ”

I blame myself for my death, and I have to test whether this "lifebuoy" is underwater. Isn't it good to honestly find a regular way to crack it?

[It's over, my king has played himself in]

[It's over, I can't stop it]

[Stick anal Tai! 】

……

Fang Yan felt that the iron drill in his hand was getting looser and looser, and hurriedly sent more people: "Erzhu, come over and help,"

"Wait a minute!" Erzhu held his breath and replied with great difficulty.

"Hurry up, it's too late." Fang Yan urged loudly, and when he looked back, he saw that Erzhu was curled up in a ball, acting as a bench for the fat man, who was standing on the support of the hydra with a serious face, and concentrating on stroking a mural, which was the part where Wu Zetian covered the body with a quilt after strangling Princess Anding.

The more the fat man touches it, the more wrong it feels, and there are words in his mouth:

"Boss, I found that this quilt covering the dead baby seems to be touchable!"

"Don't touch it yet!" Fang Yan shouted casually.

But the fat man has been touching it all the time, and he has never left his hand.

The quilt is the size of his palm, and the raw material does not seem to be the acrylic paint commonly used in murals, but a pigment that fades after repeated rubbing.

The fat man wiped it hard, and most of the peach-colored quilt was instantly wiped off, revealing a new emerald green cover.

Just such a simple action ended, and the No. 2 tomb road suddenly turned around. The Erzhu bench was the first to lose its balance, and it involuntarily began to roll on its side, and then heard an exclamation from the fat man, and fell to the ground without suspense, and then shrank into a ball and rolled violently with the flipping of the tomb. (To be continued.) )