Instructing the Archaeological Team, Was Actually Regarded As a Tomb Robber

When they didn't discover it before, everyone didn't take this matter seriously at all, but now that they've discovered it, it's completely different, and it feels like they're starting to panic.

After all, this situation is really weird.

In the past, if they encountered any danger, beasts, etc., at least they could pick up their guns and fight them, but this strange situation made them unable to start, and even Ye Cheng had no idea what to do.

Time passed minute by minute again.

Soon, when it reached the sixth minute, everyone jumped again, and this time the jump was obviously longer than the previous few times, lasting half a minute.

As if everyone was possessed, they suddenly danced together inexplicably.

If it weren't for this weird grassland, their movements would be like people on the grassland singing and dancing.

"It's over, it's over, I have a hunch that once the time is up, we won't be able to stop!" Fatty Wang panicked and kept stamping his feet, but he just couldn't think of a good way to do it.

"It must have something to do with that dream, have you discovered that our actions are the same as the shaman in the dream. If I guess correctly, when the time is up, we will start dancing to the gods like that shaman! "Li Duoduo said!

"Damn, it's too evil, a dream can control us, this is definitely witchcraft!" Fatty Wang cursed!

Team Zhang and the others did not recruit.

It's okay to let them go into battle to kill them, but let them solve witchcraft, which is really not understood at all.

Ye Cheng frowned, "In shamanism, there is indeed a call to the gods, summoning gods or wild immortals to enter people's bodies and control people's behavior!"

"So, we are also being taken by Ye Xian?" Fatty Wang looked at himself and looked at himself.

This thing is usually heard as a story, and I don't pay much attention to it.

But it's different now. It really happened to them. Believe it or not.

"Otherwise, do a send-off dance and send them away!"

"But, who would!"

Everyone looked at each other.

Shamans have countless such things. They have only seen them in or in film and television dramas, but have never touched them. They really don’t know how to do this.

Ye Cheng said: "Even if the shaman summons the wild immortals countless times, it will only take a while, and it will never be like you, intermittently, just a little bit!"

"Well, then maybe it's too early for people to cast spells. It's a generation apart, so it's so slow!" Fatty Wang is still here to find reasons for others.

Ye Cheng shook his head, "I told you about the curse before, this may be the curse left by the shaman, but the curse can have a certain impact on people, but it is absolutely impossible to control a person's words and deeds. so easy!"

"In my opinion, curses can affect people's spirit, but they can never have a direct impact on people!"

Ye Cheng has come into contact with a lot of techniques, and he has also been cursed by Qin Shi Huang's mausoleum, so he basically has an intuitive understanding of techniques.

Although this thing is mysterious, it is not omnipotent.

Ordinary techniques can only play a supporting role.

"Then, what the **** is going on here, we are... it's over, we're here again!"

Before Fatty Wang finished speaking, several people started to jump up.

This time the jump was longer and lasted for about forty seconds.

When everyone stopped, his face was extremely ugly.

Because after another 20 seconds, they'll keep jumping, then maybe 50 seconds, and finally, with a 10-second break, they'll keep jumping all the way down.

"Little brother, little brother, hurry up and think of a way, I can't hold it anymore!" Fatty Wang was anxious.

That's one of the few things he's worried about.

It's really that this situation is too weird, I can't control my body, it doesn't feel too bad.

Ye Cheng frowned, he carefully recalled everything yesterday.

Everything since they came here.

The only difference between him and them seems to be that he didn't have that dream.

It's hard to come by, is it really that dream?

But are shamans really that powerful?

After being dead for thousands of years, can you control the people who entered here through a dream?

This is simply too outrageous, if the shaman is really so powerful, isn't it invincible?

The emperors of all dynasties may not escape their control.

There must be something wrong that I didn't notice.

definitely is.

But where is the problem?

Feng Bai racked his brains and quickly circulated everything that happened yesterday in his mind.

"It's over, if you jump up, you won't be able to stop all the time, you'll be exhausted."

"Is this shamanism so powerful? I want to join the teaching, and I also want to learn. When I learn it, hey, can I do whatever I want?"

"Are you hey?"

"Oh, I'm so worried for them, hurry up and figure out a way."

"It seems that Ye Shen has nothing to do!"

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Not only are they anxious, but even netizens are anxious.

Such a bizarre situation makes people both curious and nervous.

Wang Yan and the others were also in a hurry, and some people were still lucky, but luckily they didn't follow, otherwise, they would be the ones who would dance with them now.

Twenty seconds passed quickly, and sure enough, several people started to jump again, this time for fifty seconds.

Rest for ten seconds and resume jumping.

This time it was a minute, and then everyone didn't stop and kept beating. Their movements were too similar to those of the Great Dancing God.

Even if no one teaches them, they can do this action skillfully.

At present, they just don't have to sing the song of the Great Dancing God. Give them a Wenwang Drum, and they can become professional Dancing Gods.

"It's over, little brother, if I can't stop and there are still bullets in the gun, just shoot me and kill me!" Fatty Wang shouted depressedly as he jumped.

Li Duoduo worried: "If we can't stop, we will all be exhausted eventually!"

Everyone looked at Ye Cheng while dancing. Now, Ye Cheng is their only hope. If Ye Cheng can't think of any good solution, maybe it's really over.

"What if I try to knock you out!"

Ye Cheng spoke up!

"Yes, yes, come, come, hit me first, hit me first, let me sleep for a while, motherfucker, if I dream of that old witch again this time, I have to go up and kill him! "Fatty Wang said hurriedly!

This guy's heart is on fire. I saw that person dancing in a dream before, but I didn't feel anything. If I can dream again this time, I will go in and beat that guy out of anger.

"Okay!" Ye Cheng walked to Fatty Wang's side, and there was a knife on the back of Fatty Wang's neck.

Fatty Wang immediately rolled his eyes, fainted and fell to the ground.

His movements finally stopped.

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