The mountain of treasure only has a strong impact when you first see it. After looking at it for a while, it feels like that.
Especially since most of the people in this team are majoring in archaeology, they value this thing more for the cultural connotation it carries rather than the property itself.
Only Wang Kaixuan was a little greedy at first, but he was quickly educated and stopped.
Everyone continued to explore together, bypassing the burial pit, and soon discovered the stone beam that had been cut off artificially.
Under the illumination of the soul lamp, the entire underground space appeared in detail, and Shirley Yang recognized the place that haunted her dreams.
¡°It¡¯s incredible, this place is exactly like the one I saw in my dream!¡±
Everyone prepared tools, built a bridge, and prepared to go over and check it out.
Sun Zheng moved his hand, and countless gold and silver objects flew out from the funerary objects next to him. They condensed into a gold and silver bridge in the air. When they fell, they just repaired the broken stone beams.
Sun Zheng walked across the Gold and Silver Bridge first, and Wang Kaixuan behind him slapped himself so hard that he gritted his teeth in pain.
"Lao Hu, this is a real golden bridge!" I stepped on the bridge and touched it again and again carefully. I found that the gold coins, silverware and the like were stuck together very firmly, as if they had grown together.
But Hu Bayi stared blankly at the huge coffin at the top of the stone beam and the strange giant flower lying above the coffin. He reminded him seriously: "Taoist Master, be careful, that's corpse-scented konjac!"
Sun Zheng pointed his hand, and a small tornado appeared out of thin air, rushing straight towards the huge corpse-scented konjac and pulling the flower out of the log-colored coffin. Another gourd appeared, and the small tornado rolled up the corpse-scented konjac and stuffed it directly into the gourd.
Hu Bayi¡¯s raised hand was still in the air, and his expression became a little embarrassed.
Wang Kaixuan patted him comfortingly: "Okay, Lao Hu, what you are doing is just for us mortals, and the Taoist priest is an expert in this world. Don't be discouraged. Go back out of the desert and ask the Taoist priest to pass on some tricks ¡¡±
Hu Ba rolled his eyes at him and said, "You'd better save the trouble."
Wang Kaixuan turned his head to the back and made a contemptuous expression: "Look at those people, I took a handful of gold coins and it was like digging up their ancestral graves. The Taoist priests just used them to build a bridge, and I didn't even dare to let go of them."
"Okay, okay, just say a few words. Business is more important. Look, the Taoist priest is about to lift up the coffin!"
I saw Sun Zheng waving his hand in front of me. The coffin, which after two thousand years, still maintained the color of the log, floated lightly in the air. Then the lid automatically opened, revealing the female corpse lying inside.
Sun Zheng is also very curious about this thing. He also wants to see if this Kunlun sacred tree can be preserved for thousands of years. Also, does this exquisite queen look the same as Shirley Yang?
Of course, the most important thing is the secret revealed in the tomb of Prince Gumo. Can Queen Jingjue really teleport people to a different space with just one look at them?
But when the mask was opened, the female corpse revealed was just an ordinary mummy. Not to mention the appearance, you can't even tell whether they are male or female. And as soon as it was separated from the coffin, it immediately turned into fly ash with the wind and scattered completely.
From this point of view, the various bizarre phenomena that Hu Bayi and the others saw in the original drama may really be hallucinations caused by the corpse-scented konjac.
Now that the corpse-scented konjac has been collected and no incense has been released, it will naturally not cause hallucinations. After such a long time, I didn¡¯t see any Bana flowers appearing.
Regardless of whether the queen used illusions or some other evil method, after two thousand years, there is no way to trace her. What's more, Sun Zheng could easily come up with hundreds of easy ways to achieve this kind of trick, so it's not worth delving into.
On the contrary, the Kunlun sacred tree is a bit interesting, even if its function of preserving corpses is fake. However, it has been placed here for two thousand years and still maintains its original ecology, which is worthy of study.
But now is not the time, let¡¯s put it away first.
So the question is, what is Shirley Yang¡¯s curse about?
And according to the development of the original plot, it seems that Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were also burdened with the same curse after returning this time, but others did not notice it.
Well, if we include the influence of corpse-scented konjac, we can speculate based on the realistic and illusory scenes in the original plot. It should be that no one else entered this place, only the three protagonists arrived, and then they were affected by the corpse-scented konjac at the same time. While having hallucinations, I was also infected by this ghost
Sun Zheng took out a small gourd, weighed out some corpse-scented konjac pollen, studied it, and created a traceability formula. The wisp of pollen flew up slowly, all the way to the bottomless ghost hole.
Hu Bayi and others have been following him. When they saw the pollen falling into the ghost cave, they were all waiting for Sun Zheng's answer.
&nbsIn my eyes, it was totally not worth wasting time. Normally, he might have taken some time to study it, but suddenly he learned that he had returned to the world he had longed for, and how could he still hold back. At that time, an illusion was used to deceive Hu Bayi and the others out of the underground. Then he used his magic power to move some rocks and seal the entrance of the cave. Even if he wanted to do research, he had to wait until his own affairs were settled. If it really leads to another world and cannot come back, then I will really cry without tears.
The flight distance from Jingjue Ancient City to Jin Province is less than 3,000 kilometers, so it won¡¯t take long for the mecha to make the journey.
Soon we reached the first line of sky and slowly descended to the familiar mountain pass.
Standing at the whistle and looking into the mountains, the scenery in the mountains has not changed much in the past nearly forty years. It's just that my house looks a little different.
Sun Zheng suddenly hesitated. For himself, time had no meaning. But for ordinary people, many things may have changed in forty years.
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