Wu Sizhen and Wu Tianzhen were busy fixing the tape recorder, and the entire tomb was filled with an alluring fragrance.
Fatty was not far away from the two of them. He was holding a small table and cooking noodles. He even placed the Thunder God statue by the table to accompany them.
"Aiyo, this is too fragrant. Fourth Uncle, you're so naive. Are the two of you really not going to have a sip?”
Wu Sizhen scratched his face gloomily. There was a pit of white bones at the bottom and a dried corpse beside it. What kind of appetite did Fatty have to eat here?
So it was just a grave to eat.
"But it's been so long. I wonder if little brother has anything to eat. He should have appeared by now. This is a little strange.”
"What can happen to him? He can take care of the two of you alone. How can he send Liu Sang away?”
As Wu Sizhen spoke, he reached into his empty bag and pretended to fumble inside. He took out a few batteries from his Dimensional Pocket and placed them on the table.
"044, these things can prove that this person should have come in with Yang Daguang and the others. Yang Daguang, Mu Xuehai, and the others have all gone out, which means that this underground palace is not a place where one can only enter and not leave.”
Wu Sizhen placed the batteries into the recorder one by one and then closed the back cover.
"Moreover, the tape recorder here shows that they didn't discover the thunder here, but they discovered the thunder outside and specially took the tape recorder to the underground palace to listen to the thunder. So, the implication is that we also have to listen to the thunder here to know what my third brother and the others discovered here.”
Wu Sizhen turned the entire recorder over. Wu Tianzhen reached out and pressed the play button that was closer to him. The rings on both sides of the tape recorder began to rotate.
"It's fixed."
Wu Sizhen chuckled and adjusted the tape on the tape recorder.
"Hey, this tape is older than the two of you, right? You can even fix this.”
Fatty burped as he poked his head out to look at their tape recorder.
Wu Tianzhen and Wu Sizhen were both nervous. After all, it was very likely that this tape contained the thunder that could solve the mystery of Third Uncle.
"Burp."
Just as the two of them held their breaths and were about to press the play button, Fatty suddenly burped while holding Thunderlord Statue.
"Do you want some water?"
Wu Tianzhen moved his eyes away from the tape recorder and asked.
"I can't drink it. I ate in a hurry."
"Control yourself."
Wu Sizhen said and turned to press the play button on the recorder.
The tape began to spin along with the tape recorder. There was a short silence in front of it, and then a young voice sounded.
"Test, test, April 1st, 21:39, thunder recording in the archaeological main hall of the South Sea King Underground Palace. Thunder volume of 110 decibels, TD90, negative pole accumulation greater than 90%, tested by Yang Daguang.”
"Hey, this is the one with the surname Yang."
Fatty said in a low voice. Wu Tianzhen reached out his hand and gestured for him to keep quiet. Wu Sizhen did not even raise his head and stared at the sound from the recorder.
"Little Yang, wait a minute. You've connected the wrong voltage. Come over and I'll teach you. You should do it this way. You won't be able to connect like this."
"Teacher Chen taught me."
"Turn it off, turn it off."
A young woman's voice came from the tape. However, no one knew who this voice belonged to, but Teacher Chen. There were only a few people who did archeology, so this Teacher Chen was very likely Chen Wenjin.
Wu Sizhen continued to listen to the voice from the recorder in silence.
Then, as if there was something wrong with the tape, there was a piercing noise, and then it fell.
"What is this sound?"
This voice was neither human nor thunder. Wu Sizhen lowered his head and analyzed,"
"This is the sound of that. The sound of the bronze plate in the well in Yang Daguang's treasure cave shaking. The lower sound behind it is the thunder of gathering.”
" Within four seconds after the thunder shook the bronze plate, it formed an indistinguishable sound. After the judgment of the team's paleolinguists, the conclusion is as follows: The vibration sound was very murky. It was recommended to clear the bronze plate tonight. From the rhythm of the pronunciation, it might be an ancient language.”
" 2nd April, 22:50, Archeology of the South Sea King's Underground Palace. This is the sixth recording of thunder. We are about to welcome the biggest thunderstorm in the past few days. Everyone, get ready.”
"Don't listen to the thunder, don't listen to the thunder, you will die if you listen to the thunder! Listening to thunder will kill you!"
A slightly high-pitched and crazy voice came from the recorder. Wu Sizhen paused for a moment. He did not expect Mu Xuehai to be crazy at this time. He did not know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that he could live in this state until now.
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty obviously found the voice familiar. They were frowning as they tried to recall whose voice it was.
"Mu Xuehai."
Wu Sizhen reminded the two of them, and the two of them immediately had an expression of realization.
"He's here too.”
"Mu Xuehai, are you crazy? Get down!"
However, Wu Sizhen and Wu Tianzhen's eyes widened when they heard the voice. The voice was extremely familiar to them. It was Wu Sansheng's voice.
"These things should be enough to prove that we really didn't go to the wrong place. My third brother and the others had been to this place before and heard the thunder.”
Chen Wenjin following them meant that they really wanted to decipher the language in the thunder. Wu Sizhen thought and pursed his lips.
Fatty counted on his fingers.
"From what we've heard, your third uncle, Chen Wenjin, Mu Xuehai, Yang Daguang, and a jealous woman. Who's the one lying here?”
Fatty casually used his flashlight to shine on the ground where the dried corpse had been placed. However, it was already empty at this time. Not even the hair of the corpse could be seen.
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty's movements suddenly stiffened. The corpse had just been turned over by them, and now it was walking away with its long legs?
For a moment, the atmosphere between the three of them became tense, and a bad premonition filled their hearts.
With this posture, he was probably resurrected.
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