Chapter 444 Lava 11
"Anyway, we have to open the museum." Ping An scratched his bald head and muttered, "My sister's footprints disappeared when she reached the coffin, maybe..."

"What did you say?" He Lan Linzhang turned around and squatted in front of him, not despising him because of his young age, "What did you find?"

Someone from Dong Qi snorted coldly: "A child, I really don't understand why you brought a child in! Did you send him to die?"

"Shut up!" Chen Yongnian glanced over, and several people lowered their heads.

Although this little bald man named Ping An is a child, he has kung fu. You can tell from his walking footprints that his agility is far superior to that of his peers.It's just that his luck is too bad, as long as there is a trap that he can touch, he will definitely fall into it.

But looking at it another way, he has a unique understanding of traps, which can be seen from the fact that he is still alive and kicking after touching it so many times.

Although there were people around him who rescued him in time, but someone else who couldn't be stable... let alone a child, even a strong man, he would have to die if he deserved it.

Being short has the advantage of being short, Ping An squatted down and pointed to the edge of the coffin, "The dust here has become thinner!"

Helan Linzhang's pupils shrank, and he immediately reached out and swept the dust on the edge of the coffin to both sides, "Why did you park the coffin here when we brought it down?"

Yuan Mingde was taken aback by the question, so he let it go casually. Why?
The coffin was originally suspended between two towering sacred trees by iron chains. They were sent in by the same mechanism, but they appeared in different places.

As soon as Helan Linzhang and the others were thrown out by the mechanism, they stood on the huge coffin like a stone platform, but they were just the opposite, appearing by the lava pool.

There are archers on Yuan Mingde's side. They use bows and arrows to shoot the rope onto the coffin, and then ask a few people to climb up the rope to help. Together with Helan Linzhang and others, they use ropes instead of iron cables. , with the help of the divine tree, slowly lower the coffin.

There is not enough space on the edge of the lava pool. In order to prevent the coffin from falling into the lava pool and melting, they could only fix one end of the rope in a more spacious position, so... they chose this place.

"That is to say, this is the only place where the coffin can be put down?" He Lan asked Linzhang.

"Not really." The location was decided by Yuan Mingde, he knew best, "Choose this place, one is that it is spacious, and the other is that it is just right in the distance from the sacred tree, and there is a rock wall behind it, which is convenient for us to fix the rope and convenient for us. Leverage." He pointed to the other side casually, "Look, it's also possible there, but the rope needs to be wound farther."

Xiao Ke pinched his nose, and said: "Smart traps are always intertwined, making it impossible to guard against. Ping An has bad luck, but he will definitely step on any traps. But here...we walked by, and he didn't The reason why he stepped on it was not because he was lucky, but because we put the coffin down."

His eyes flickered as he looked at the coffin, "Perhaps from the moment the coffin was lowered, the mechanism here was officially opened, and Princess Helan was the first person to come here..."

First?
Think about it carefully, isn't it!
After putting down the coffin, the people on both sides did not approach because of their precautions.

The coffin was right under everyone's noses, and even if the Dongqi people stepped on dog shit to pry open the coffin, Helan Linzhang was sure to stop them.

Before Ding Zhen woke up, the thin man led Ding Zhen to stand on the lowest branch of the sacred tree, looking down at the Dongqi people and watching their every move.

Although Fatty and Xiao Ke were curious, they just found a similar stone to stand on.

There are too many people around the coffin, and it doesn't make sense to squeeze in.

The Mobei people came later because they wanted to avoid detours.

Xiao Ke walked to Ping An's side and said, "His eyesight is very good. He can't be wrong when he says that the dust here has become thinner."

After that, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and said to himself: "There is no wind, no people, why does the dust become thinner... unless there is a mechanism below, the dust above will change when the ground is turned or opened."

"The position I'm standing at..." Xiao Ke suddenly raised his head and asked softly, "Is it where she used to stand?"

"But the master and I also..." Xiao Ke disappeared before the fat man finished speaking.

He Lan Linzhang had already thought of something when Xiao Ke was speaking, and when Xiao Ke suddenly fell, he rushed over without hesitation, and disappeared in front of everyone together with Xiao Ke.

"Master—" Fatty's face turned blue, he knelt where they disappeared, and kept looking for something on the ground with his hands.

Biting his lower lip, Ping An said with teary eyes: "No, no! You see, there are obvious marks where Uncle Da Jin touched, but where they disappeared, there is nothing!"

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Open the coffin! If you don't open it, get out of my way!"

"Calm down." Yuan Mingde frowned and persuaded, "The coffin has not been opened yet, is it because we don't want to? It is true that we have used various methods, but we still haven't opened it!"

"Let him try!" The fat man looked at Bai Yanwen with a dark look, "He has the blood of the witch clan, and all the traps here will not kill him!"

"I..." Bai Yanwen shook his head helplessly, "I'll try."

There is a great possibility that the Chuan Guo Yuxi is in the coffin. Bai Yanwen wanted to open the coffin more than anyone else, but Luo Xiyao disappeared before his eyes, so he had to be more cautious.

If Luo Xiyao disappeared without warning, what about Helan Linzhang and Xiao Ke?They disappeared under Bai Yanwen's nose!

It's just that this time he saw clearly the mechanism on the ground, but that's exactly what happened, he didn't want to act rashly.

"How does the underground palace tell the difference between you and us?" Bai Yanxin asked suddenly.

Bai Yanwen shook his head, "I, like you, entered the underground palace for the first time, and I know nothing about it except for the treasure map fragments."

"I guess it's blood." Bai Yan said, "When you don't use the power of the Wu Clan, the difference from us is blood. Maybe the blood of the Wu Clan has a smell or power that can be recognized by the underground palace, Would you like to try to open the coffin with blood?"

"You're crazy." Bai Yanwen pointed to the coffin and said, "How much blood is enough for such a big coffin?"

Maybe...just a drop!
Ping An suddenly grabbed the fat man's fingers and exerted force.

Even though the fat man was very anxious, he lowered his head patiently, "What's wrong?"

"My ears are itchy, I don't know if there are bugs getting in." Ping An cried.

The fat man sighed, squatted down and said, "Let me see."

"Let's go over there and have a look!" Ping An looked terrified, "What if we don't see you later? Uncle Jin can't take care of Grandpa Ding alone!"

The fat man thought for a moment, "You're right. Come on, let me look at your ears first, and then help him get Dr. Ding off."

(End of this chapter)

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