Sign in to Guanshan Taibao at the beginning of tomb raiding

Chapter 95
At this moment, seeing everyone turned their eyes on him, Feng Siming felt that suddenly, he felt like he was being watched by a beast. This feeling suddenly appeared when the fat man asked if he could take down the jade figurine, and he was not present. Everyone looks at what they have done.

Is it possible?Suddenly something came to mind, and an imperceptible color flashed in Feng Siming's eyes.

"I really don't know how to get rid of this thing, but I have read some ancient books before, you can read it."

When Feng Siming said this, he raised his hand and pointed to the coffin where King Lu Shang was lying. At this time, the bottom of the coffin was covered with a thick layer of scale-like things, and inside was a layer of Another layer.

Wu Sansheng and the others saw that Feng Siming grabbed some of the scales in the coffin and held them in their hands, then they heard him say slowly:

"These are the dead skins that King Lu Shang sloughed off. We all know that animals are very fragile during the period of moulting and skinning. You said that if you want to remove the jade figurines, do you have to wait until the skin is changed?" Row?"

After Feng Siming finished speaking, he threw the dead skin in his hand into the coffin. They didn't know if what he said was true or not, but after hearing that the coffin was covered with the molted skin of King Lu Shang, Several people were still taken aback.

Wu Xie stared in disbelief and said, "Damn, I thought it was some magic weapon before, but I didn't expect it to be the dead skin that this guy sloughed off."

"According to what Brother Feng said, this fetish can only be removed during the peeling period. You see, the amount in the coffin is estimated to have only peeled off five or six layers of skin."

As soon as Wu Sansheng said this, everyone couldn't help but feel cold. After all, after thousands of years, this thing has only shed so many times. If you carefully calculate the time to shed once, at least it must be century.

"Damn, this is not true, is it? So you can only carry this King Lu Shang out? Either keep him here, and then we will come and take him away when we are 90 or [-] years old. After all, who knows When was the last time this guy shed his skin?"

Fatty's face was full of bewildered expressions at this time, it was so hard to come here, it's fine if Gui Xi didn't see it, but now such a fetish is in front of him, unexpectedly he can't get it, how can this not be popular.

Seeing the changing expressions of several people, Feng Siming stood aside, knocked on the coffin with his fingers and made a few soft clicks, then said with a smile:

"Have you guys forgotten something very important?"

After listening to Feng Siming's words, everyone's eyes gathered again. At this time, Feng Siming was smiling and found something extraordinary.

"As for those who know this ancient tomb, everyone must forget one person."

Feng Siming's words can be said to have cast a little light on everyone in the dark night. They only remembered one person, and that was Poker Bottle who could talk to Zongzi in the tomb. It's just that this guy disappeared for so long. Everyone had forgotten about this guy, but at this time Jing Feng Siming mentioned it and everyone remembered it.

"That boring oil bottle has disappeared for so long, where do we go to find this person, besides, could he have escaped long ago?"

Wu Xie glared at Wu Sansheng angrily, to see what kind of monsters and ghosts his third uncle found when he went to the tomb this time. One disappeared without a trace after entering the tomb, and the other was a big coward. Only Pan was left. Son, this one who has served as a soldier can still use it.

At this time, Feng Siming smiled again and continued:

"If you look for it, you don't need to look for it."

After hearing this, everyone almost put the word speechless on their faces, squatting on the side thinking about whether the jade figurine is a fat man, and said angrily:
"I thought what were you going to say? It's true. It's impossible for Fat Master to go back to the winding tomb passage with his physical strength. So let's not look for it. Let's just think Let’s find a way to get this King Lu Shang out together.”

Just when everyone thought there was nothing wrong with Fatty's words, they saw Feng Siming's originally smiling face change, and immediately changed his face. His pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were sharp. Like a glowing night cat, it is staring at the direction where everyone came before.

"He has come."

Everyone was unprepared and was taken aback by Feng Siming's sudden change. Who, who is here?Suddenly remembering the question they were talking about at this time, everyone hurriedly turned their heads and stared at the direction Feng Siming was looking at.

Under the direct light of the two miner's lamps, what he saw was almost clear at a glance. At the place where Wu Xie led Wu Sansheng out of the cave before, there was a person walking slowly at this time.

From such a long distance, I don't know how Feng Siming heard it. Since there are countless hanging branches covering everyone, everyone can't see clearly. They all widened their eyes to an exaggerated level. After bypassing the area with the most vines, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

Then Wu Sansheng and the others were stunned. It was true that there was nothing wrong with the Poker Bottle, but the Poker Bottle looked miserable at this time.

I saw that he was covered in blood at this time, and the clothes on his upper body were gone, revealing a blue unicorn tattoo. At this time, this guy was holding an ancient black gold knife in his left hand and a strange thing in his right hand. Slowly walking towards the crowd.

Everyone's eyes were full of astonishment, this guy disappeared for so long, could it be that he just came back from a fight somewhere?I'm afraid this guy is no longer human at this time!
Everyone held their breath, waiting quietly for Poyoufeng to come step by step. When he came to the bottom of the stone platform, everyone saw clearly what he was carrying in his hand. Akui stepped back in fright. Wu Xie and the others gasped.

Because what he was holding in his right hand turned out to be a bloody head. Looking at the appearance of this head, he still had a feeling of deja vu. Could it be that this thing came out of that coffin?
It's just that when I looked at it at the time, I was covered in green hair, but now it turned into a bloody tattered appearance. Poker bottle stood under the stone platform and looked up at the crowd, and then turned away Feng Siming from the corner of the eye. Staggered up the steps.

It is no exaggeration to say that Feng Siming was stunned for a moment, after all, this guy was so much like a person who had just ended a long war, he wondered if this guy was really injured.

But thinking that this guy is an acting school, the kind that Feng Yingdi is not exaggerating, Feng Siming felt that it would be better for him to be an audience first and wait and see how it changes.

After Poker Face stepped onto the stone platform, from the outside, he could only hear that he was breathing very heavily.

Looking at the appearance again, the first impression is that this guy is seriously injured and the situation is not good. Judging from the scars all over his body, he thinks it should be a fierce battle.

Earlier, Feng Siming only said that he saw Poker Bottle and the monster entering the inner room, but he didn't mention the details of the battle. Could it be that this guy was fighting monsters most of the night?
But at that time, it was obvious that this guy picked up the black gold ancient knife and slashed the monster screaming. There were too many problems with this guy, and everyone couldn't ask them for a while.

After the oil bottle came up, he first stood and looked at the coffin, then waved his hands to the fat man and the others standing in front, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Step aside."

After hearing this, the fat man and the others standing in front of him immediately gave up their seats like puppets to the calm and unwavering gaze of Poker Bottle, and just watched him walk in.

(End of this chapter)