"Father of the Nine Gates, stop pretending. Tell me, are you really a gold-looting lieutenant?”
With the appearance of this bullet screen, the live broadcast room instantly exploded.
The previous netizens did not think this way.
Now that he had been reminded of this, it was as if he had been enlightened and instantly found the problem.
"That's right, the biological father of the Nine Gates is the gold-looting lieutenant!”
"Why didn't I think of it before? I've always felt that it was strange. So the father of the Nine Gates is an old monster!”
"No one else. It turns out that we have always been the stupidest people.”
"Hehe, what did you think?"
"Father of the Nine Gates, you're out. Are you a gold-looting officer or not?”
A barrage of interrogation-like comments slid across the public screen.
Wang Di looked at their questions and smiled bitterly.
Are you kidding me?
How did he become a gold-looting officer?
Who gave him the title?
At most, he would be considered a tomb raider or a gold-looting officer. He really thought too highly of himself.
"I'm not!"
"Keep pretending."
"We know that you're not. Hello, Gold-looting Commandant.”
All kinds of speculations came one after another. Wang Di's hands stopped on the keyboard.
For a moment, he didn't know how to retort.
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me."
He repeated it three times in his heart, and his furious heart finally settled down.
He gritted his teeth and muttered,"Just you wait."”
The live broadcast room was extremely lively, but Zhang Qilin and Huo Minmin were already covered in sweat.
They didn't have any doubts about what their father had said.
Everything that had happened before had made this very clear.
The beast heads on the wooden door turned in their hands.
The creaking sound of the gears made everyone's scalps go numb.
The crossbow bolts above their heads were aimed at them.
Any mistake would cause them to die without a burial place!
Creak ~
The soft sound was like the whisper of the Grim Reaper in Zhang Qilin and the others 'ears.
The crossbow bolts on it gradually rose and finally disappeared.
Kacha ~
The Yin Heavy Wood suddenly trembled, and a crack suddenly appeared.
"Hu ~"
The three of them let out a long sigh at this moment.
His hands slowly left the golden rings, and the Yin Heavy Wooden Door moved without wind.
The world behind him gradually appeared.
The originally crowded bullet screen disappeared at this moment.
Everyone wanted to stuff their heads into the screen, wanting to see this air that they had never seen before.
A faint fragrance wafted out from within. Zhang Qilin and the others 'eyes widened rapidly.
Stepping into it, everyone was enlightened.
It could be said to be a tomb, but it was more like a palace or a dojo!
The bronze coffin was placed on a high platform.
The coffin was painted with dragons and phoenixes, with dragons entering the sea above and tigers returning to the mountains below.
The countless carvings in the middle represented the heavy accumulation of history.
The head and the tail of the coffin were respectively the Taotie pattern and the Golden Crow picture.
Although there was dust, it was still extremely clear!
The stone platform below was about ten feet tall and five meters wide.
There were a total of eight red-bearded golden dragons revolving around him.
It indicated his status.
Behind the coffin were rows of terracotta soldiers.
The color on it was still the same, as if it was a living person!
A bronze weapon could kill thousands of people!
The walls of the palace were made of dark wood.
It was a battlefield with millions of heads under its feet!
The flag of the general fluttered in the wind, and the huge Qin word was still vivid in his mind.
His back was majestic, and his golden armor and silver helmet were covered in sword marks and blood!
"What a good map!"
Wang Di sighed in admiration. He knew that there would definitely be extremely exquisite funerary objects in the tomb of the First Emperor.
However, he had never thought that it would still be preserved so well after a thousand years.
There was no damage at all.
It was as if everything had just been drawn, without any flaws.
The murals that gradually became clearer made Wang Di marvel, the netizens exclaimed, and Zhang Qilin and the others widened their eyes.
Although the things displayed in front of the camera and behind the camera were the same, the feeling they gave people was completely different.
It was an indescribable feeling.
If one had to describe it, it could only be described as shocking!
"Gulp ~ If we can get this thing out, how much is it worth!”
Wang Fugui mumbled, his eyes almost glued to the screen.
If it wasn't for the fact that the mural was too big, he would definitely think of a way to get it out.
It must be worth the old nose's money.
"Stop, don't even think about it."
Zhang Qilin, who had just woken up from his shock, interrupted Wang Fugui's thoughts.
Although the nine inheritances were lost, their spirit was still there.
They came in for money, not to destroy corpses.
As for the matter of moving the murals, only the people of Xie Ling could do it!
"Hurry up…Look, the terracotta soldier is alive!"
Huo Minmin's trembling voice suddenly rang out.
Unlike Wang Fugui and the others, she only took a glance at the mural before her gaze landed on the terracotta soldier.
Anyone would know that the terracotta warriors, known as the Eight Wonders of the World, were one of the burial pits in the First Emperor's mausoleum.
And the exquisiteness of the terracotta soldiers here far surpassed those!
"Hmm?"
With the loud cry, the two of them instantly tensed up. Their long knives, daggers, and shovels were even creaking from their grip at this moment.
His knuckles turned white!
The audience held their breath. Under the illumination of the fire, expressions appeared on the faces of the terracotta soldiers.
From afar, it looked like a resurrection!
"It's a living corpse!"
"F * ck your zombie. That's because the paint discolored due to air contact!”
Wang Di, who was originally shocked, instantly cursed.
Scaring people would scare them to death, alright?
He was admiring the mural, and he shouted. Was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to survive?
Wang Di's sudden appearance made everyone instantly embarrassed.
Wang Fugui looked at the comments on the bullet screen and laughed bitterly.
He patted Huo Minmin's shoulder lightly and shivered along with her.
Pa!
The slap landed on his face.
"Why did you hit me? My father said that this pile of things is just discolored!”
Wang Fugui spoke with a wronged expression.
Hearing the word 'father', the two of them felt relieved.
At the same time, Huo Minmin gave Wang Fugui an apologetic look.
Wang Di, who hadn't seen enough murals, frowned slightly. The keyboard rang, and he was dissatisfied.
" Three idiots! Who told you to turn the camera? I want to see the mural!"”
Wang Fugui, who had been paying attention to the live broadcast, turned the camera as if he had received an imperial edict.
Looking at the murals on the wall carefully, he wondered what the meaning of his biological father was.
"Come closer. I want to see the mountain of heads under the general's feet.”
The bullet screen appeared again, and the camera moved forward.
When Wang Fugui was less than a meter away from the mural, his pupils constricted.
He opened his mouth wide, but no matter what he did, he could not make a sound.
After working hard for a while, he wailed like a ghost.
"Ghost! A ghost!"
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