Chapter 166: Genting Temple: Mission Impossible

Saw nine giant snakes coiled around the coffin at the bottom of the rift valley. Although we didn't move, we still felt huge pressure, one by one pale, and raised our arms while retreating.
The Chinese-American expert said: "You don't have to be so nervous. It's winter now. The temperature here is still low, and the snake is still in hibernation. These giant bugs won't wake up so easily."
Anin said: "It is not easy to wake up, and there is always the possibility of waking up. Those of us are excellent hibernation snacks."
The fat man regained his heart and said, "Whether it is awake or not, I touched his head to shoot a few shots, and even if it was ten times bigger, it was dead. Then we went to see this crawl out of the ground. Yes, is this ageless king of kings a human or a monster? "
Pan Zi waved his hand: "Absolutely not. You still remember Shunzi said, the dead scorpion will wake up other hibernating companions. This rift valley runs through the entire Changbai Mountain system. Do you know how many scorpions are in it? Do n’t have a bigger guy come out to avenge his apprentice.

I raised the night vision telescope and wanted to take a closer look. Such a large snake might be a fossil of ancient insects. I can't convince myself that these are alive. When I lifted it up and saw it, I saw on the shadow wall behind the coffin that the originally invisible reliefs turned out to be many Jurchen characters. I was stunned immediately, and I was excited.
There is a lot of text on the relief of the shadow wall, where a lot of text gathers, there must be a certain narrative content. In the building built by Wang Zanghai, text rarely appears, but there are so many here, it is likely It is one of the most precious materials in the ancient tomb.
I quickly pulled over the little man in Aning who could read Jurchen script, handed him the telescope, and asked him to help me see what was written above.
The little man looked confused, and said that although the characters were similar to the Jurchen characters, they were not Jurchen characters, but another type of text of the same language family. He didn't know what to write for a while.
I was suddenly discouraged, and secretly cursed in my heart, this king of slaves was too cunning, it didn't leave me a flaw.
It's no wonder that people like Wang Zanghai who have been thinking about the extreme here have been directly involved in the transformation of the ancient tombs for twenty years, and they can't find the core of the Wannu dynasty who wants to hide secrets. Insurmountable obstacles, not to mention those of us who act by guessing.
It's a pity that the Chinese monk is not there. He has been immersed in it for many years, and he has thinking habits that others don't have. He is here, maybe he can even come out.
Think about it and feel wrong. If the Chinese monk is here, the complexity of the situation is beyond my control.
One thought for a while, and another thought for a while. I did n’t know what I was thinking. On the other hand, I heard Pan Zi crying, "Fat man? Can you do it, or do you want to change people?"
I hate to hear Pan Zi ’s name called Fatty. I jumped in my heart and looked up. I saw that Fatty and Kirk had climbed a chain and walked carefully over the coffin. Fatty was tying a rope around his waist. Probably imagine Tom. Like Cruz, he hung from the chain and hung above the coffin, and the others didn't stop, still indicating the position of the fat man.
I asked Aning what's going on, are these people going to watch Jiulong Opera Fat Pearl?
Aning said: "It's okay. Generally speaking, this way will not disturb the hibernating hibernation, and I just found that the serpentine tails are all locked on the stone piles under the stone platform by bronze chains. Their range of movement is limited, only walking close The talented people are in danger. They come here to see what is in the coffin of the king of slaves. Now that they have found the coffin, they ca n’t see it, and no one can bear it. "
I said that even if the fat man can hang down, he can't open the stone cover of such a huge coffin, you just put it down to see him ugly. Aning said: "He didn't turn the coffin cover, he caught the coffin hook into the gap of the coffin, we hung a pulley on a bronze chain on it, and then we hung the coffin cover here."
I felt very uncomfortable in my heart. Aning was still fulfilling her company ’s work obligations, looking for something in the coffin. Even at this point, she still did not give up. Although I do n’t know what she was looking for, but I don't think there is any reason for something to make people feel more important than their lives.
And there are so many bronze chains on the coffin bed, Wang Zanghai will not think of their tricks when designing, there must be something strange that he thinks that there is no need for precautions. The fat man is a pioneer in a silly way. I must think that the first one to open the coffin can get some benefits. I have to stop him.
I just wanted to make a gesture to let the fat man wait, but the accident has happened. I saw Kirk standing on the fat man, suddenly fell off the chain, and suddenly fell on the coffin of the coffin bed. The sound was muffled, the head was facing down, and the brain was suddenly bursting.
No one knows what happened to Kirk. The fat man is adjusting his stretched position. At first sight, Kirk jumped faster than him, suddenly stunned. Then, suddenly he flew himself, circling around in the air for a while, and fell straight down. Fortunately, there was a rope around his waist. When the head hit the coffin, the rope was straightened and stopped. Underneath his head was Kirk's body.
I almost fainted. The scene was too weird. Did something on the chain push them down?
Thinking of this, I hurriedly shouted to Pan Zi, who was foolish on the side, "Ignite flare! Everyone a guy!"
The people reacted immediately, and we didn't have time to take care of the fat man. Pan Zi hit a flare in the air and exploded. Suddenly we saw countless shadows, hovering above our heads, and several of them were already hanging upside down on the chain, watching us curiously as weird things that broke into the nest.
It turned out that the strange bird didn't know when it had begun to return to the nest silently. I even saw some of the strange birds flying in the sky still holding something. Obviously, prey was in hand.
I raise my hand so that those who are almost on the string must not shoot.
These strange birds are half-blind. Under such strong light, they can't see us at all, but they are very sensitive to the sound, that is, we fired a shot in the front hall, only to attract a large number of strange birds to fly from all directions. Obviously this creature living in an underground crater without any light has already adapted to life in the dark.
However, I said do n’t shoot, do n’t shoot, but there were still people who fired, and it was not a blast, but a series of blasts. The sound of the gun was extremely loud at the bottom of the empty rift valley, resounding through the sky. The shadow circled and began to dive down.
I turned my head to see which king did not listen to the command, but saw the fat man on the stone platform trying to climb the rope. Kirk's M16 was taken over by him, at this time he was staring at the coffin below Volley.
I took a closer look and found the giant coffin of King Wannu. I do n’t know when a slit was opened. Three blue-purple objects resemble arms. Note that three are out of the coffin. Nails flicked in the air, trying to grab the fat man above.