Live expedition from tomb raiding

When the words came to his ears, Aning's face turned black instantly, and there seemed to be angry flames in his eyes, and he moved faintly, "The important things are all in the main tomb, this underwater tomb is very strange, we come in early and leave early, what's the problem? ?”

Aning's tone was a bit threatening and asked back.

Ding Ze smiled, but didn't respond, because he estimated that the time should be about the same, and... he didn't hate Aning too much.

It is true that Ah Ning will want to kill Wu Xie soon...

But if you really stand from the perspective of a bystander, and don't substitute Wu Xie's feeling...

Ah Ning wants to kill Wu Xie, is there something wrong?

There isn't much wrong with it.

After all, it was Jude Kao's order to kill Wu Xie after entering the undersea tomb, and Aning was just following Jude Kao's order...

And Jude Kao, that old man, couldn't have told Ah Ning many secrets... Maybe, like that old fox in Wu Sansheng, what he said basically didn't have a few truths.

Ding Ze thought for a while, and didn't say anything to Ah Ning, but waved to the fat man, "Fatty man, the gun is not for nothing, go ahead and see what's in the porcelain vat."

Fatty: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o??????"

Silly!shocked!Confused!

"Old Ding...Actually, I..."

"Okay, I'm just joking with you," Ding Ze smiled and shook his head before the fat man could come up with any lame excuses, "You cover me, I'll do it."

As he spoke, Ding Ze raised his foot, deliberately pretending to be very nervous, and walked slowly.

If it was just a cover, the fat man was still not afraid, he opened the safety of the pistol and moved.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Seeing that it was about to reach the mouth of the porcelain jar, the porcelain jar still didn't move.

Never mind.

Ding Ze thought for a moment, thinking that according to the original plot, the white-haired rice dumplings inside should be relatively timid and not very aggressive.

That being the case, if you can see it, just take a look at it to determine whether it is a white-haired rice dumpling, or some kind of strange creature with white hair like a forbidden woman.

I have a plan.

To be on the safe side, Ding Ze squatted down to a distance of about [-] centimeters from the mouth of the vat, and then moved the flashlight to shine the light into the vat.

Because the porcelain jar is almost on the same plane as the Shimen, and the Shimen is only that wide.

From this position to illuminate the tank, the light can't go straight into the tank, but is offset by some angles, so it can't reach the bottom of the tank.

"Old Ding, did you see it clearly?" The fat man raised his pistol and stood aside, asking anxiously.

"No, this angle doesn't work," Ding Ze replied, and then slowly moved his body towards the mouth of the tank.

As the distance shortens, the angle at which the light of the flashlight enters the tank naturally changes.

at last!

Saw a little bit! !

"Damn it!" Ding Ze was startled immediately. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the plot he had been waiting for for a long time was immediately staged.

The porcelain cylinder is moving again!

Ding Ze didn't intend to stop him, so he took advantage of the situation and pretended to be frightened, quickly stepped back a few steps, quickly got up, followed the four fat people, and looked at the porcelain vat that had rolled into the corridor behind the stone gate.

"Old Ding!" The fat man was about to shoot, "You see, what exactly is it?"

"I only saw a little white hair," Ding Ze replied, and immediately shone the flashlight in his hand on the corridor behind the stone gate.

The four fat people also made the same movement.

The five lights gathered together, and even though the distance and intensity of the flashlight light were very limited, the five people could still roughly see the situation behind the stone gate.

The first thing that comes into view is a corridor paved with white marble bricks. The corridor goes straight forward and extends into the thick darkness that cannot be illuminated by the flashlight.

That weird porcelain vat was rolling along this corridor, moving forward without stopping at all.

Secondly, there is a light canal on both sides of the white marble corridor, and there seems to be a lamp holder every one meter in the light canal.

It is not clear whether there is still lamp oil in the lamp socket.

Finally, the space behind the stone gate looks very simple as a whole, without any other superfluous things.

However, this simplicity does not affect the luxury of the entire space in the slightest.

After all, this is just a corridor, and so many white marbles that were usually used only in royal buildings in ancient times have been used...

"What the hell, who is the owner of this undersea tomb?" Fatty was surprised, breaking the silence maintained by the five people for a while, "The inner wall of the spring just now was made of white marble, and so is this corridor... ..."

Talking and talking, it's not surprising at all.

Surprise quickly turned into excitement and anticipation, "It seems that there may be mountains of gold and silver in the main tomb, this time I will send it to the fat man!"

As soon as the word 'fa' was exported.

Suddenly, the sound of the porcelain vat rolling and rolling disappeared, which meant it had stopped.

Realize this.

The fat man decisively turned off the flashlight and turned on the searchlight.

The intensity of the searchlight light is far better than the flashlight light.

So with such a photo, the Yumen at the end of the corridor obediently appeared.

The light moves slowly.

It can be seen that there are three jade gates, one large, two small, at the end of the corridor, with the big jade gate in the middle and two small jade gates on both sides.

The three jade gates are all open, probably opened by Wu Sansheng and others more than a week ago.

The light stopped and stopped on the porcelain vat in front of the small jade door on the left.

The fat man saw it, "It's really evil, why does it feel like this porcelain jar is showing us the way?"

When Wu Xie heard this, he obviously had the same feeling, "It seems that this is the case. Could it be that there is a conscious white-haired rice dumpling inside? Or, ghost... damn it! That thing ran away!"

As Wu Xie was talking, seeing the things in the porcelain vat rushing into Xiaoyumen, she suddenly raised the volume, and her voice suddenly became sharp and piercing.