Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 33 Stop Pretending, Anchor, I Saw You Touching the Golden Talisman (Please support the second update!)

Seeing that Sun Bingjun's car had rolled over to the ground, the huge desert mole cricket was not in a hurry to attack, but was still pedaling the ground rhythmically.

"Brother, Lao Wang, everyone, fasten your seat belts, I have a bad feeling!"

Lin Yi held up the walkie-talkie and yelled.

At the same time, as the rhythm of the mole cricket pedaling on the ground became faster and faster, there seemed to be a muffled sound in the ground to respond to it.

Suddenly, countless potholes appeared on the surface.

Each one is about half a meter in diameter, and they are densely connected together, like a honeycomb.

Before everyone recovered from the situation, the ground began to subside without warning, and all the vehicles sank into the ground one after another while they were still driving.

There were cries for help and screams coming from the walkie-talkie.

Wang Qiang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, Lin Yi's whole body was tense, his feet were on the seat, and his upper body was hard against the roof of the car.

Rao is the well-informed guide Abudu, who is also holding the handrail tightly with both hands at this moment, with a look of horror on his face.

The car tilted, as if falling into a horn.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

In the panic, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the horn and flew out directly.

Then there were several huge vibrations of the vehicle landing, and the sound of other cars' tires blowing out.

Immediately afterwards, the vehicle siren began to beep one after another.

The piercing sound echoed in the underground space, and it felt like coming to a huge underground parking lot.

"Brother, Lao Wang, are you all right?"

Lin Yi pressed the switch of the small light in the car.

"It's okay, what the fuck is going on? An earthquake?"

"It shouldn't be an earthquake. We fell to the ground." Abu Du rubbed his eyes and looked forward through the glass.

It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

There was a tingling sound coming from the intercom at this moment.

"Everyone okay?"

It was Lu Lao's voice.

"We're fine!"

"We're OK with this!"

"Everything is fine, except that Xiao Chen was a little frightened."

"Everyone is fine, Comrade Xiaolin, is Comrade Xiaolin here? What's going on?"

Lin Yi picked up the walkie-talkie.

"If I guessed correctly, the huge desert mole cricket just now should be a female insect, and this is her nest."

"Nest? The whole ground has been hollowed out as a nest. How productive is this guy?" Wang Qiang turned on the headlights while complaining.

It doesn't matter if it starts, the scene under the lights almost scared him out of his wits.

Right in front of the car, a large group of figures appeared, with huge heads and pale faces, each with a stiff and strange smile.

The eyes just stared at them directly.

"Fuck, is this a fucking human or a ghost?"

Wang Qiang swears obscenities to build his courage, but his eyes are always evasive, and he dare not look outside at all.

Lin Yi didn't say anything, he looked around and found no other movement.

So, he picked up the leather backpack, opened the car door, walked out, and buckled the two Yingjishas given by his elder brother to his wrists.

Abu Du also carried a dagger, and followed closely behind.

"Hey, do you have some sense of teamwork? We are a team."

As he spoke, Wang Qiang hurriedly picked up an engineering shovel from the back seat and followed.

Everyone in the other cars stayed quietly in the car and did not dare to move.

Lin Yi gestured, and the three of them marched in the shape of a character.

Cautiously approaching the front of the strange figure, the three of them turned on their flashlights.

"Shh!"

The three of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

"What the hell did I think it was? It turned out to be human figurines after a long time of fuss."

Wang Qiang's tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment.

The tense air in the studio has finally returned to normal at this moment.

"Good guy, to be honest, I was almost scared to pee just now!"

"This is much more exciting than watching a horror movie!"

"What is this? Why does it look like a terracotta warrior?"

Lin Yi carefully observed the strangely shaped human figurines in front of him.

"This should be the tomb of the owner of the half epitaph. According to the burial system of the Western Han Dynasty, this should belong to the secondary burial pit of the main tomb."

"Comrade Xiaolin is so right! Looking at the shape of these terracotta figures buried with him, they are indeed in the style of statues from the Western Han Dynasty. This is indeed a burial pit."

With the support of his students, Mr. Lu came to Lin Yi's side, and while putting on his gloves, he added excitedly.

"The anchor stopped pretending when he got to the cemetery, didn't he? He didn't hide it anymore, he just said what he had."

"Isn't it? Now that you're at work, Bel is kind, right?"

"And you said you didn't come to rob the tomb?"

"Stop pretending, anchor, I've already seen the gold-touching talisman on your neck!"

"Touch the golden talisman? What touch the golden talisman?"

Wang Qiang looked at the barrage, and when he looked back, he saw that there was actually a pendant on Lin Yi's chest.

A sharp claw is inlaid on the front end, and the conical lower end is inlaid with gold thread, and the color is black and transparent.

There is a ring at the top, which is passed through with a black leather cord.

"Boss Lin, explain to my buddy, what is this?"

Lin Yi himself didn't know when this thing was hung around his neck.

Facing Wang Qiang's persecution, he could only find an excuse to fool him for the time being.

"Hey, isn't this a souvenir I bought at the Comic Con last time? Don't you have one too?"

Wang Qiang scratched the back of his head and thought about it carefully for a long time.

"It seems that this is indeed the case. Oh, that's not right. Why do I look different from yours? I'm not as bright as you."

"You have to play with this thing, you know? As for Wenwan, you have to feed it with human oil. The more you play with it, the brighter it becomes."

Lin Yi grabbed the golden charm and stuffed it into his collar.

Several Lanyun players on the side also came together to watch the fun.

"Since they are all figurines, why don't these things have arms? Are they still naked?"

"I've been to the terracotta warriors and horses. The terracotta warriors there are all bearded and tailed."

While observing with a magnifying glass, Mr. Lu was wearing gloves, carefully touching the ancient relics thousands of years ago.

"Actually, I have already summed up this issue when the Hanyang Mausoleum was unearthed. The Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty were the only two feudal dynasties that abolished human sacrifices. The human terracotta warriors buried in the Han Dynasty were smaller than the terracotta warriors and horses. , the most notable feature is that there are 'clothed figurines', and the arms will be made of wood."

Mr. Lu's student, Xiao Song, also came up and continued to add:

"The terracotta warriors and horses belong to the 'plastic-clothed figurines', which integrate the shape of the clothes with the figurines; the 'clothed figurines' are buried in a layer of clothes on the outside of the figurines. These wooden structures have been buried for thousands of years. Gradually rotted and deteriorated, decomposed by microorganisms, and finally merged with the sand."

At this moment, everyone gathered together and listened to Mr. Lu and the others popularize the knowledge of cultural relics on the spot, as if they had suddenly forgotten that they were in the ground.

Even the huge desert mole cricket just now was completely forgotten by everyone.

"Oh, brother, come and see!"

Brother Abdul, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

Lin Yi and Wang Qiang hurriedly joined together.

"Brother, look, the wood for the arms of this figurine is Populus euphratica."

"Polar wood? Isn't it said that it will not die for a thousand years, will not fall for a thousand years after death, and will not rot for a thousand years after falling? How can it rot and deteriorate like ordinary wood?" Wang Qiang asked puzzled.

Lin Yi reached out and picked up a piece of sawdust and observed it carefully in front of his eyes.

"No, these woods are not rotten and deteriorated, there are signs of being eaten!"

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