The corpse was still shaking.
The archeologists 'hearts were in their throats.
It was useless to watch the coffin shake.
The black-gold saber was drawn out, and the finger was broken.
A drop of blood slowly dripped into the coffin.
The swaying corpse stopped abruptly.
"Ol 'Wei, you're struggling. Even without me, you wouldn't be able to get out.”
Hu Can's muttering added a sense of horror to the gloomy tomb.
Everyone stared at him, not knowing who he was talking to.
As if responding to him, the coffin began to tremble again.
The golden mask on his face seemed to have been glued to his face, not moving at all.
It firmly gripped the corpse's head.
"That's enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dried corpse fell silent again.
The red hair that had already overflowed quickly shrank and disappeared.
Seeing that there was no movement, the few of them mustered up their courage and moved over.
He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the dried corpse had completely stopped moving.
"Where's the corpse? Where's the zombie I want to see?"
"Wow! The red-haired dumpling was convinced by Old Hu!"
"Are you stupid? This is obviously the effect of the golden mask.”
"I don't know what it is, but I know that Thief Hu is not far from going to prison.”
Hu Can's actions stunned the archeologists.
Elder Wang also looked at him in bewilderment."Old Hu, who were you talking to just now?”
"Elder Wang, I was just trying to persuade the one in the coffin. It's not a big deal.”
Nani!
Seeing that he actually admitted it personally, Elder Wang was dumbfounded.
The series of questions that he had prepared in his heart were suddenly stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
gray, often blue and thin.
"Do you think this is human language? Persuade a corpse?"
"I think it's to persuade the soul. Didn't Old Hu say that this person's soul was sealed inside?”
"I suddenly feel that the owner of this coffin is a little pitiful.”
"I also feel that I should mourn for him for three seconds.”
"I've never even heard of this ability, but I think I saw him drip blood into it.”
"I saw it too. Do you still remember the mysterious bloodline outbreak in the book?”
The bullet screen instantly pulled out the chapter from Old Hu's book. With such a match, it exploded!
"Old Zhang, we've been exposed!"
"I didn't expect this thick-browed and big-eyed man to be a grave robber. You really can't judge a book by its cover.”
Hu Can had already guessed what would appear on the bullet screen. He explained firmly,"
"I didn't drip any blood just now. Also, didn't you talk to the tomb owner when you visited the tomb?”
"That's what I mean."
"I didn't expect him to be moved by my sincerity.”
Three black lines appeared on Elder Wang's head when he heard Hu Can's explanation.
This excuse was really invincible. How could it be mentioned in the same breath?
However, looking at the coffin that had already stopped, he swallowed his stomach full of questions.
"Old Hu, who is inside? And where is the main tomb?”
"The one inside is Wei Yan.”
His words were as light as a feather, but they sounded like a nuclear bomb in everyone's ears.
Elder Wang's eyes widened as he asked in disbelief,""This, this is Wei Yan. How are you sure?”
"Take it. These constellation diagrams told me about it. In addition, they also indicate the location of the main tomb.”
She followed his chin and looked at the seven stars on the coffin lid.
Elder Wang felt like he had been played. There were only seven dots and six lines, and you were telling me that there was so much content on it?
Seeing that he still didn't believe him, Hu Can continued,""The star positions on the coffin lid and the star positions inside the coffin are like Morse code. As long as you understand it, it's very simple.”
As he spoke, he wrote the solution on the ground with his foot.
"From these star positions, we can tell that the person inside is Wei Yan.”
"But it didn't say if he died of illness in Wuzhang Plain.”
"The general meaning of the whole body is that Zhuge Liang knew that he was going to die, and he also calculated that the Seven Star Lamp would be extinguished by someone in the end.”
"So I don't have the intention to blame anyone else, but the one in the coffin is really a little silly.”
"After extinguishing the Seven Star Lamp, he panicked and thought that Zhuge Liang would not let him go.”
"So, they directly raised an army to rebel. Think about it, what good would it do to rebel under Zhuge Liang's nose?”
"In the end, he was killed by Ma Dai. He used a series of technical methods to seal it here as an apology to Zhuge Liang.”
His casual words sounded like TNT to everyone.
Such an exciting moment had actually been casually brushed off by him. Was he pretending or was he really too lazy to say?
This was unknown.
Hu Can had just finished speaking when the coffin began to shake again.
It was as if he couldn't believe Hu Can's words, making him feel wronged? Or rage.
He actually killed himself?
This time, the tremors didn't cause any panic.
They all looked at the coffin with interest, as if they had seen Wei Yan's panic.
"That's enough. It's been so many years, but you still haven't let go.”
Seeing that the coffin was still shaking non-stop, Hu Can's anger rose.
Previously, because they had destroyed the opportunity for the other party to escape, more than a thousand years of hard work had been wasted.
This was their fault. The second time was because they wanted to prove themselves.
But this time, he had gone a little overboard. He just knew the truth. What was the big deal?
He kicked the coffin.
The shaking stopped instantly.”
Hu Can's actions instantly made everyone's jaws drop to the ground.
Was he threatening the corpse inside?
It was too freaking scary.
"Old Hu, since Wei Yan is inside, then his head?”
According to historical records, Wei Yan was beheaded by Ma Dai, but his corpse had a head.
"He's already dead, and he's still his brother from back then. It's normal for him to leave his corpse intact.”
"Moreover, if it weren't for this one, I'm afraid that the one inside would have come out long ago."
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