Chapter 23: The Essence of Traditional Culture

"Poof~! Hahaha...... "Tang Huazang's operation directly amused He Bendao, he really couldn't hold back his laughter, it was an undisguised ridicule.

"Hahahaha, I said...... You kid, don't be so blunt if you want to pretend? Hahaha, it's so funny, you should be an actor...... It's so talented," He Bendao's stomach hurt with a smile, and he said a little breathlessly.

It was originally a seemingly embarrassing scene that was made by Tang Huazang, and He Bendao's performance, everyone felt that their brains hurt, especially the three team members who had just been rescued.

Wang Qiang said in a hoarse voice: "This person is poisonous, if you want to get out so easily, we will be trapped here for three or four days?" ”

The other two team members also shook their heads helplessly with a wry smile.

At this time, Song Yuling stood up: "I believe in you, let's go!" ”

Everyone was stunned again, this ......

In desperation, everyone had to move on, but to their surprise, they actually came out, and the whole process took less than 3 minutes, and an ear chamber appeared on each of their left and right.

"It can't be! You kid must be blind! He Bendao looked at Tang Huazang in disbelief.

Tang Huazang didn't explain, but said in a weird way: "Maybe! ”

Then he sat down on the ground again: "I want to sit for a while, you don't have to worry about me, go and get busy." ”

Song Yuling also pulled Xiao Zhang to sit next to her: "Tell us about it, we are also curious......" After speaking, she blinked and looked at Tang Huazang with big eyes.

The rest of the people, including Wang Qiang, were still full of suspicion about Tang Huazang, thinking that he was just just lucky, and didn't want to listen to his nonsense and waste time, so they entered the ear chamber and continued to search for the first batch of archaeological team members.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, the general design of the corridor is not too long, it is rare to walk for more than 10 minutes, and we walked for more than ten minutes as soon as we came in, even if it is the emperor's mausoleum, there should be something new, but there is no ...... here"

Tang Huazang pointed at the tomb with a flashlight: "You see, this tomb is very strange and a bit like a spiral structure, but it is not a real spiral, but the workers at that time deliberately twisted it, because it is convenient for them to make it into the shape of a Mobius ring, so that people walking in it are not easy to notice the clues, and it will circulate in it indefinitely." ”

"No, since it's a Mobius ring, why did we get out so easily?" Song Yuling asked.

"Originally, the MΓΆbius ring is not what the three-dimensional world should be, topology exists in the four-dimensional, what we learn is his theory, to say that no one has ever seen the real thing, the road in front of me is afraid that it has achieved the ultimate of human beings in this area, which has to say that our ancient craftsman spirit is really the essence of Chinese culture."

"Then what do you mean by slapping that with a whisk?"

"This is the subtlety of this Yongdao, although some of the people of He Dao have felt the heresy of Yongdao, but his cultivation is still not enough, there is a flowing yin qi in the Yongdao that secretly hides the place where the Yongdao is connected, because the mobility can avoid the detection of most low-level mages, so He Bendao did not find it, so we have been taking the wrong road."

Hearing this, Song Yuling and Xiao Zhang roughly understood the situation, but they were a little angry when they thought about it, so Song Yuling pinched Tang Huazang's arm: "Why didn't you make a move?!" Am I not tired! ”

"Ah...... Mom~ Don't you always believe me, don't they think I'm bragging...... if they don't let them touch their noses," Tang Huazang had a strong desire to survive, and hurriedly argued.

"Yes, Professor Wei is indeed a bit too ...... to Brother Tang like that," Xiao Zhang said timidly.

Thinking of Aode's attitude towards Tang Huazang, Song Yuling immediately expressed his understanding, if he was to change himself, he was afraid that he would do more than Tang Huazang.

……

"Zhang Tao~"

"Li Su~"

The archaeological team searched the auricular chamber but did not find the first team members to enter.

This is strange, the tomb is a closed space, the ear chamber of the underground palace is a place to display the funerary goods, they will not open the main tomb without the permission of their superiors, and they also checked the tomb door of the main tomb just now intact and has not been touched at all.

Perhaps in a hurry, they began to call out their companions' names in low voices.

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, how could two people who were alive disappear out of thin air?

At this moment, a child's voice came from the corridor: "The sea dragon king Qian Poliu, the fisherman wants to abandon the child behind the eaves, fortunately the grandmother has mercy to save his life, and the salt pawn has emerged. ”

Everyone was attracted by children's nursery rhymes, where did the children come from in this forbidden area?

An inexplicable doubt surfaced in everyone's minds.

He Bendao took the flashlight from Wei Jianjun's hand and pointed it at the place where the voice came from, but strangely didn't see anything: "Who is pretending to be a ghost, get out!" ”

"Lu Wang was a temple in the past, and the straight hook fishing country is even better, if the teaching students are on the West Lake, they must also be used to make the house fish......"

It was still the child's voice, but no longer a nursery rhyme, but a poem, sung in its childlike and strange tone.

"Make otaku fish?!" Hearing this allusion, Wei Jianjun fell into deep thought, and then denied his thoughts, because everyone knew that the cemetery of that person was in Hangzhou, and everyone thought it was a clothed tomb before, but it was later stolen to know that it was not a clothed tomb but a real body.

"And what is it?" Wei Jianjun had forgotten the danger and fell into the exploration of knowledge, and it was not until He Bendao pushed him away that he came to his senses.

Just now, the main owner of the voice appeared as a child wearing a green jacket and red flowers, with a pale face, bloody lips, and two bright red colors on his face, looking like a paper doll burned during the sacrifice of the dead.

It saw the opportunity, and directly opened its mouth and flew towards everyone, Wei Jianjun fell into deep thought, and was defenseless and naturally became the target of its attack, so there was a scene where He Bendao pushed him away.

"Paper Man Yanling?!" He Bendao noticed the strangeness of this child, and the paper figure that should have been eyeless was spotted, so he gave birth to a soul, and was conceived in the tomb of the extreme yin for thousands of years, and He Daoren, who didn't feel anything, suddenly became nervous.

Seeing that the paper man child had missed, he directly changed his role and flew towards the weak Wang Qiang, He Daoren's left hand quickly pinched into a five thunder, pointed to the palm of his hand, spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, and hit Wang Qiang's body.

The surging paper man child felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, instantly paused, and then changed the target, and bit at Zhang Kang with a bloody mouth, He Bendao's old technique was repeated, and then he hit it with a five-thunder finger volley, and at the same time loudly beckoned everyone to quickly get closer.

Looking at the rapid attack of the paper man child, everyone didn't need to supervise and cooperate very well to gather behind He Bendao at the fastest speed, although Tang Huazang felt that he didn't need to gather, but he still came over cheekily, his move was taken into Wei Jianjun's eyes, and he also gave a disdainful look, which felt like saying: "Don't pretend, it's a showdown?" ”

Tang Huazang spread his hands at him and made an indifferent expression.

Wei Jianjun's eyes widened, his hand covered his chest and he was angry, and then pointed at Tang Huazang and wanted to say something, but after all, he put down his hand in anger.

The paper man child has a thousand years of profound skills, naturally not only can only plunder and bite, seeing that several attacks have not achieved results, he chooses to face the tough He Bendao, as long as the Taoist priest is destroyed, the rest is not all fish on the steaming board, how to eat how you want.

He began to get serious, and a body disappeared directly into everyone's sight in an instant, He Bendao searched hard with the help of the eye of the sky, strictly speaking, the child did not disappear, but moved at a high speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and under the tracking of the eye of the sky, He Bendao could barely keep up with the speed, and seriously used the dust in his hand as a defense.

After all, he was older, and after more than a dozen demolition moves, He Bendao began to pant, and he was also rapidly turning his mind thinking about how to crack it.

There is a way to crack it, this paper man is most afraid of fire, but to mobilize the power of the five elements to the foundation of his warlock, you must use a spell or a formation, thinking of this, he directly took out a light blue fire closing charm and pasted it on the dantian, and quickly mobilized the aura to connect the fire of the five viscera and the charm to fuse, and then he aimed at the direction of the paper child and opened his mouth, and a bright line of fire shot out from his mouth, directly hitting the child.

β€œyes! Hit! When Wang Qiang saw this scene, he shouted happily directly.

Everyone including them also breathed a sigh of relief, and He Bendao seized the opportunity to pretend to be a wave: "Cut, what kind of powerful role am I, but I'm just a little ghost who gives away people's heads." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, before Wei Jianjun and his entourage could compliment, a voice came out from the burning flame: "Oh~! Is it? ……”

"Isn't that the voice of the ghost child...... He...... He's not dead! Wang Qiang let out a shocked voice.

In the flames, a child wearing a green jacket and red flowers with a hideous smiling face slowly stepped towards everyone, his whole body tightly surrounded by a pale red yin qi!

"No...... No way! You've obviously fallen for my Closing Fire technique, so you should ...... It should be burned out! He Bendao began to panic, and his speech began to stutter a little.

"Oh? Is Closed Fire powerful? The paper kid looked at He Bendao playfully, and stomped down, and the flame that was originally burning around him disappeared in ...... instant.