Han Yi touched his chin and looked at the handwriting on the wall, a little distracted.

After a while, when Han Yi came back to his senses, he found that the words on the wall had disappeared!

Han Yi was startled, and hurriedly took a look with a flashlight, and found that the handwriting on the wall was gradually fading, as if the water stains were slowly disappearing under the high temperature of the sun.

It's weird.

Han Yi didn't dare to move, staring at the words on the wall under the light of the flashlight, not daring to miss the slightest.

"It's really gone!"

In the end, Han Yi's eyes widened, and he looked carefully at the empty wall, and was silent for a long time.

Han Yi suddenly remembered that the murals on the other walls hurriedly swept over with flashlights, and after finding that the murals on the other walls were intact, he realized that the five thunder techniques recorded on this wall should have been deliberately done by the owner of the tomb.

"Why me?"

Han Yi was very puzzled, if the murals on the walls disappeared, they should have disappeared a long time ago, because there were many people who came into the tomb, not to mention the tomb robbers, the village chief Uncle Bao Zheng and several uncles in the village also came in, but no one mentioned such a strange incident as the disappearance of the murals.

Could it be that none of these people were able to see the Five Thunder Techniques on the mural?

Han Yi didn't understand, the flashlight also came with a flickering electric light, Han Yi knocked, and after feeling that the power was out, he drilled out of the tomb along the robbery hole.

Out of the thief cave, Uncle Bao Zheng, the village chief, immediately noticed the movement and surrounded him, and Uncle Bao Zheng was relieved when he saw that there was nothing on Han Yi's body.

The wealth is moving, and it has spread in the village in the past two days, saying that the things in this tomb are worth millions when they are taken out, and many people are active, but he knows that no one can afford to take the things in it.

"Uncle, there's nothing in here!" Han Yi walked around the tomb, but he really didn't find any bottles and cans.

"Alas, it has long been emptied by this family, but there are still some things, the coffin of the tomb owner has not been found, and the good things should be in the coffin!"

Han Baozheng touched his chin and beard and said.

"Then wait for the archaeological team to excavate tomorrow!" Han Yi patted the dust on his body, "That's okay uncle, I'll go back, and my arm is still a little uncomfortable." ”

Han Baozheng nodded and watched Han Yi leave.

Han Yi entered the house in the dark, and Erhuang barked twice in the yard, and the old yellow dog didn't pay attention to Han Yi.

Han Xiaoye hadn't slept yet, and the lights in his grandfather's house were also on.

Han Yi entered the house and took off his shirt, fetching water to wash his face.

Han Xiaoye is more eye-catching, but the main reason for his expression is that he feels sorry for Han Yi and broke an arm, so it is inconvenient to deliberately put down the pen to serve Han Yi.

"Yikes!"

Han Xiaoye suddenly screamed, staring at Han Yi as if he was stupid.

Han Yi touched his face left and right, and asked Han Xiaoye for some reason: "What's wrong, I was shocked at night!"

Han Xiaoye didn't speak, turned around and ran to his grandfather's house.

Han Yi felt inexplicable, and his grandfather had already been dragged over by Han Xiaoye, "Grandpa, look, there is something on my brother's head!"

"What?"

Han Yi felt inexplicable, wiped his head with his hand and took it to his eyes, there was nothing.

He walked over to the mirror again, and was dumbfounded.

A spider-like pattern, a fine line like a tree branch opened on the door of Han Yi's head like a tattoo, and in the center of his forehead, like a branch of a bird's nest.

"What the hell is this!"

Han Yi was startled, and hurriedly rubbed it with his hand a few times, but he only squeezed the skin on his forehead to distort and reverse, but he couldn't wipe off this line, not even the slightest change.

Grandpa was obviously stunned, he had never seen such a strange thing in his old man's life, frowned, and also stared at Han Yi.

"That's cool!"

Han Yi's face immediately darkened when he heard Han Xiaoye's words, and after glaring at her, he stared at his forehead in the mirror.

"What's the matter, I didn't have this pattern on my forehead when I broke my arm by the mysterious woman just now, how could I get into the tomb and come out with this pattern, and the tomb ····· The village chief also went down to the grave, and there was no face, why was it me alone······ Five Thunder Techniques!"

Han Yi was suddenly struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Could it be that the Five Thunder Technique technique disappeared because I saw this technique, thus forming such a pattern symbol on my forehead?"

"Is this marking me?"

Although Han Yi vaguely figured out this matter, there were still many puzzles, he had never touched anything in the tomb, how did this pattern get on his forehead?

"I can't go out to meet people with such a thing, can I?"

The more Han Yi looked at the lines on his forehead in the mirror, the more he felt as if the thunder and lightning splitting before the majestic rain at night swept across the sky.

Han Yi figured it out a little, but saw that his grandfather and Han Xiaoye were staring at him nervously, so he pulled his grandfather to the kang, glared at Han Xiaoye, who was fussing, and talked about what happened to him in the tomb.

"Wow, brother, you won't be the chosen one, right?"

When Han Yi finished talking about the Five Thunder Techniques, Han Xiaoye looked at Han Yi stupidly and made a nymphomaniac-like voice.

Han Yi's mind was full of black lines.

"The difference between you and us is that you have already advanced towards the half-step Vajra, the so-called Vajra is the strong and incapable truncated, and the physical body is gradually transcendent and holy, while we can describe it as a mortal fetus in the flesh, there is no pure yang qi in the body, which may be the reason why you saw the grammar of the Five Thunder Techniques and was chosen by this symbol. ”

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, and grandpa's analysis Han Yi suddenly felt that his mouth was suddenly opened.

"I'll try to run the pure yang qi, grandpa, do you see if the thunder pattern on my forehead is still there?" Han Yi took a breath, closed his eyes again, and began to operate the pure yang qi in his body.

It was very different, as soon as Han Yi's mind entered the dantian, he immediately felt that the pure yang qi in his body seemed to be three points more active than usual.

The circulation is very wishy-washy, much more than usual.

The pure yang qi evaporated and overflowed from the sacral hole of the ten halls of the Yama of the tail Lu Pass, gathered together, and then naturally went to the acupoint opened by the Du Mai, Han Yi had already opened the Du Mai to the Hanging Pivot Acupoint, at this time, the pure Yang Qi moved, and instantly converged under the Hanging Pivot Acupoint, like a large army gathering, and then broke through the pass, Han Yi did not feel that the Hanging Pivot Acupoint had any obstacles, and was broken through in an instant, and then with a bang, the pure Yang Qi broke through the two acupoints one after another, and only then stopped under an unknown acupoint pass of Han Yi.

"This ······"

Han Yi opened his eyes, and his surprise flickered.

"It's gone, it's gone!"

Han Xiaoye shouted, making Han Yi retract his mind, he looked in front of the mirror in the room, and sure enough, the thunder pattern on his forehead disappeared.

Han Yi was speechless for a long time, Han Xiaoye gradually quieted down, and the three of them were silent for a long time.

At about ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, three cars came to Hanjia Village, a police car, a bread, and a truck. A few young men and women who did not look like members of the archaeological team.