Boom, boom......

Just as Yang Chen was thinking, the sound of a similar mechanism opening suddenly sounded, and then an archaeological team member cheered and shouted: "Come on, I found it here!" ”

Everyone gathered around, and Yang Chen immediately opened the crowd and walked to the front, only to see that the bluestone wall in the north direction was concave in the middle, showing an arch-shaped entrance.

An archaeological team member was about to reach over and knock down the bluestone inside the arch, but Yang Xiong hurriedly stopped it.

"Don't move, you forgot the General's Tomb?!"

The faces of all the archaeologists changed suddenly, they encountered one such secret door the last time they excavated the tomb of the general, and they suffered heavy casualties because of their inexperience.

"The experts of the archaeological team stand back, and the people who guard the organization are in front!"

Captain Wang shouted loudly.

"Wang Chao, you use the monitor to poke in through the crack and check what is going on behind the wall?"

"Yes!"

Everyone stepped back and gave up their positions to Wang Chao.

And just when everyone was staring at the stone arch, Sun Yuming whispered to the bodyguard: "Ah Leopard, Ah Hu, you two open the coffin, see what is in it, pack it for me!" ”

Of course, Sun Yuming's funding for Yang Xiong's excavation work this time was not a free donation, his original purpose was to resell the antiques in the ancient tomb.

"Yes!"

Although Sun Yuming's voice was small, it still couldn't escape the ears of Yang Chen and Captain Wang, but the two of them didn't say anything to stop it.

"There is not the slightest energy fluctuation in this wooden coffin, and there can't be a magic weapon." Yang Chen didn't think so, except for magic weapons, ordinary antiques couldn't arouse his interest now.

As for Captain Wang's task, it was originally to protect the magic weapon from falling into the hands of the three sects and nine streams, as long as Sun Yuming stole not a national treasure, he would turn a blind eye.

Ah Bao and Ah Hu circled around the wooden coffin, only to see a white chanting cloth spread on the lid of the coffin, on which many incomprehensible charms and incantations were drawn with cinnabar.

This kind of chanting cloth is not uncommon in modern times, and it is still practiced in many rural areas in the south, where a person dies in a coffin and asks a priest to write the name of the deceased's descendants on it, with the intention that the deceased can shade the descendants.

But this chanting cloth is obviously not a person's name.

"Boss, this chanting cloth looks a bit evil." Ah Leopard said cautiously.

"It's just a piece of cloth, you're afraid of a ball, open the coffin!" Sun Yuming said undoubtedly.

Ah Leopard and Ah Hu looked at each other, and there was a trace of uneasiness in each other's eyes.

"Ah Hu, this wooden coffin is not nailed on the coffin, let's push it open directly."

"Good!"

Ah Bao grabbed the chanting cloth covering the coffin and threw it into the air, and Ah Hu and Ah Hu pushed the coffin lid open one by one.

Airplanes!

At the moment when the chanting cloth fell to the ground, Yang Chen and Captain Wang suddenly noticed an unusual fluctuation of ability coming from inside the wooden coffin, which made people palpitate for a while, and they all looked back together.

"The aura of the good evil sect fluctuates, this ...... This feeling is and、And ......"

"Jiang Qi!"

"That's right, the aura flowing on this cloth is the same as the evil weapon Jiang Qi used to control Yang Lao!"

"Damn, the surging aura of this evil weapon is even more manic and ferocious than the aura of the bracelet used by Jiang Qi!"

Yang Chen's gaze fell on the chanting cloth first, and his color suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly:

"Stop!"

However, it was too late, and Ah Leopard, who was at the end of the coffin, had already pushed open a gap, and a stream of black gas rushed out of the coffin and floated on top of the coffin.

What is this?

Driven by curiosity, an archaeological team member standing next to Ah Leopard reached out and touched the black gas in the air.

"Don't ...... Don't move! ”

Yang Chen stopped it loudly, but it was too late, the archaeological team member's fingers touched the black gas and immediately let out a miserable scream like killing a pig, only to see that his fingertips were entangled by the black gas, like a blender to tell the rotation, only a few seconds of effort, the skin and flesh of one palm were all shaved off, and the white bones were white.

"This ...... What is this!? ”

Just when everyone was shocked, the black qi coiled all the way along the arm, and from the arm of the arm, the skin and flesh of the kung fu were completely gnawed away in a short time, and the whole arm was like a white bone specimen in the laboratory.

"Ah...... Help me......"

That black qi gnawed at one of the arms and continued to coil, and if it continued like this, I was afraid that it would not take much effort to turn the entire archaeological team member into a white bone.

"!"

Yang Chen crossed the crowd, and the Xuanyuan sword at his waist was unsheathed.

Swish!

In a flash of cold light, the arms of the archaeological team members fell to the ground with shoulder to shoulder, and the white bones fell to the ground, instantly turning into powder!

The archaeological team member's arm was cut off, and blood gushed from the broken opening, which should have been painful, but at this time, a bitter smile of relief appeared on his face.

"Brother, I'm sorry, cutting off your arm is also to save you."

Yang Chen squatted on the ground and lit the acupuncture points on his body, and soon stopped the bleeding, and suddenly the group of people exclaimed again, and when they looked up, they saw that the black qi rushed up from the ground and floated in the air again.

"Damn, you still want to do something?"

Yang Chen tightly grasped the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword, and in the next second, the black qi swirled in the air and flew down.

However, its target was not Yang Chen, but Ah Hu, who was already frightened by the coffin.

The black gas enveloped Ah Hu in it, accompanied by Ah Hu's miserable scream, everyone thought that Ah Hu was about to turn into a white bone, but they saw that the black gas penetrated from his mouth, nose and ears like a spirit snake, and disappeared all at once.