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But at this time, the members of the archaeological team were suddenly speechless because of shock.
With such an amount of information, they even didn't know where to start for a while.
Obviously, these two people were the ones who entered this underwater tomb as early as the Ming Dynasty.
Even, they should be the real people who put the stuffing of the Ming Dynasty inside the ancient tomb shell of the Qin Dynasty.
Now, members of the archaeological team can even understand why they were able to do this.
After all, this person is an old monster who has lived for more than 1000 years!
Liu Bowen took a deep breath, and when he finally couldn't take in the breath, he exhaled again:
"Fuck, what kind of plot development is this?"
"Is there really anyone in this world who can live for more than 1000 years?"
"Then what is the ending of Liu Bowen?"
"Then if this Liu Bowen is a branch of Tulong's lineage, wouldn't he be a member of our elder brother's tribe? He would also set fire."
"Is this really learnable?"
Liu Bowen asked a series of questions.
But none of the members of the archaeological team could answer these questions.
Because almost everyone has these questions in their hearts.
Even more puzzled than Liu Bowen.
Not only the members of the archaeological team, Ye Fan, Zhang Qiling, and He Lianjing were also surprised by the expressions on their faces.
And Ye Fan even has a specific object of suspicion for this old monster who has lived for more than 1000 years.
The one in Wang Mang's tomb, Xu Fu who borrowed Longyun.
Thinking of this person, Ye Fan couldn't help but sneered.
Xin said: Xu Fu, you can live so well, does Qin Shihuang know?
Channel sound doesn't disappear.
But the rest are the meaningless sounds of flames burning and air flowing.
Clearly, the two have drifted apart.
In other words, these two people have already moved to the next destination.
"Go on."
"Be careful with your feet."
While talking, Ye Fan handed back Jing Zhe, who had stopped the electric shock, to Zhang Qiling.
Just like Zhang Qiling handed Jing Zhe to him just now, the hilt of the knife was facing outward, and the blade was facing himself.
Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, looking at Jing Zhe in Ye Fan's hand.
In other words, it was looking at Ye Fan's hand holding Jing Zhe.
After being quiet for a while, he nodded and took Jing Zhe from Ye Fan's hand.
The members of the archaeological team watched the handover ceremony of the two Jingzhe, and they all consciously did not ask any questions now.
With a lot of questions in their hearts, the members of the archaeological team continued to move forward in this passage vigilantly.
In fact, through the length of the conversation, the bodyguards walking in front have already judged the approximate length of this passage.
The first few bodyguards walked forward for a few minutes before stopping.
Zhang Qiang made a stop gesture in front, and the members of the archaeological team behind also stopped.
Zhang Qiang took a photo with a flashlight, and below was a staircase that seemed to be of considerable length.
The stone steps of the stairs are not the same as the stone walls of the passage.
Most of the stone walls of the passage are black after being burned, and most of the ingredients are the ferric oxide that Brother Qing mentioned before.
And the stone steps below are ordinary bluestone slabs.
Zhang Qiang took a deep breath and said:
"Attention everyone, there are steps ahead."
"When everyone comes down, watch your feet."
After speaking, Zhang Qiang took the lead and walked down the steps cautiously.
The players behind him followed suit.Fairy Book Pavilion
The length of this step is very deep, but the space on both sides is less than two meters like the passage just now.
Walking on such narrow and deep stone steps made the members of the archaeological team involuntarily feel very depressed.
In addition, at this time, almost everyone is full of doubts, and this depressed emotion is even more obvious.
For a moment, the members of the archaeological team chose not to say a word.
The stone steps, which were not short in the first place, seemed even longer in such a quiet environment.
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned his head slightly.
Zhang Qiling, who was walking behind him, immediately noticed his little movement.
He frowned slightly, realizing that Ye Fan seemed to be listening to something with this action.
As for Ye Fan's hearing, Zhang Qiling can be sure that as long as Ye Fan hears it, there is definitely a sound.
And Ye Fan's reaction, obviously, this voice is not a normal voice.
"Ye Fan, what's wrong?"
When Zhang Qiling said this, Jing Zhe had already lit up.
And Jing Zhe lit up, it was obvious that it had entered a state of combat readiness.
Hearing Zhang Qiling's question, and the team members walking behind Zhang Qiling noticed Jingzhe who had already entered the state of combat readiness.
All of them became tense.
He Lianjing, who was walking in front of Ye Fan, turned his head while going down the steps.
The posture of turning his head did not affect his movement of going down the steps at all, and his steps were still very steady.
But after seeing Ye Fan's expression, he staggered a step.
With only a small staggering step, He Lianjing quickly regained his balance.
He looked at the expression on Ye Fan's face now, it looked a bit uncomfortable, as if he was enduring something.
But this discomfort does not mean complete pain.
It seems that in this emotion, there is still a very obvious dislike.
So now, Ye Fan is actually in a state of cursing people with his face.
Ye Fan just opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.
He Lianjing felt as if he had seen some national quintessence in that mouth shape.
The whole thing is a face full of dirty words.
His worry instantly turned into an emotion of great interest.
Immediately, Ye Fan exhaled, answered Zhang Qiling's question, and said:
"At the end, someone is scratching the iron door with their fingernails."
Saying that, Ye Fan frowned again.
Ye Fan's most unbearable voice in his life:
Nails scratching the iron door scratching the blackboard, shovel scraping the floor, ding, congratulations to the host for restoring the character card of stealing pens, the restoration speed is increased...
Among these voices, the first two were naturally the ones he couldn't stand the most.
It was a voice he was resisting all over his genes.
But the members of the archaeological team who did not hear this voice got a very important message from Ye Fan's words:
There's someone at the end of the stone steps!
The few bodyguards walking in the front immediately slammed on the brakes when they heard this.
The members of the archaeological team behind also stopped together.
Their first object of suspicion for this person was the owner of the voice in the passage just now.
Although they have a very strong resistance to these two people who are specifically targeting the three special counsels.
But they also had to admit that these two people who were able to protect and cooperate with each other came here.
As an enemy, their strength is definitely something they have never faced before!
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At the same time, not only the members of the archaeological team.
The audience in the live broadcast room became nervous together.
In the long and quiet environment just now, the sliding speed of the barrage in the live broadcast room has also slowed down.
The current frightening incident has made the audience in the live broadcast room active again.
"First of all, I want to declare one thing. I was not inactive just now, but I was watching the handsome guy quietly."
"I didn't feel bored when there was a good-looking little fairy man who could see the time, thank you."
"Bet on a summer homework book, this guy is one of the people in the tunnel."
"Heh, the above is really funny. It's just a summer homework book, so it's called gambling?"
"Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end. I bet ten times that this person is not me. If you lose, you will do your summer homework."
"If you don't want to do summer homework, can you just say so, don't let our archaeological live broadcast take the blame."
"Sisters, do you really not do your summer homework? Have you forgotten that Patriarch Xiaoye is currently studying at the top archaeological university and has passed the graduate school?"
"It wasn't good enough in the first place, and it's even worse now."
"Brother Qiling confesses that when the wild goose is back, the moon is full in the west building. If you don't do your summer homework, you will just lie and lie."
"Please, that's patriarch Xiaoye. Is that someone who can be worthy as long as he does his summer homework?"
"Laughing to death, isn't the junior P school belle also a top student? When standing with Xiaoye, isn't it like being helped out of poverty?"
"You stop fighting!"
"I just want to report the guy up there carrying Pinru's wardrobe around, Haha."
"I was stunned when I saw the bullet screen. Are you really spoiled by the archaeological triangle? There is someone in front, aren't you afraid of this?"
"Scared, but I feel that it is disrespectful to Archeology 101 to say that I am afraid when Archeology 101 is here."
"Is it just me who feels sorry for Patriarch Xiaoye who actually heard the sound of fingernails scratching the wall? The sound of help will really kill me."
The members of the archaeological team who had been advancing also came to a complete stop at this time.
Zhang Qiang, who was walking in the front, turned around, glanced at Ye Fan with some hesitation, and said:
"Brother Xiaoye, do we need to prepare something now?"
"After all, these may be the two people who once talked in the passage."
Ye Fan shook his head first, blocking the sound of scratching the wall that challenged his genetic bottom line, and narrowed the range of his ears.
Afterwards, the disgusted expression on his face was successfully managed back, and he regained his calmness and calmness as before:
"This person should be trapped inside."
"This sound doesn't sound like it was made by any intelligent creature."
While talking, Ye Fan looked at the road on the remaining steps:
"He better be, though."