Immortal Voices Chapter 499: Inverse Travel (3)

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After confirming that the coffin has no special mechanism, the staff began to open the coffin cautiously.

As the coffin opened, a scent of fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose.

The coffin was opened little by little, and the embroidered palace costumes were greeted with gorgeous colors and mysterious and exquisite embroidery.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the clothes were just like the new ones. It was incredible.

Three hundred years of long years did not leave any traces on this palace costume.

Wu Ni inadvertently caught a glimpse of the charms pasted in the coffin, and then saw that the inside of the coffin was dry and clean, without any change, as if he had just been buried in the coffin, and his heart jumped.

At this moment, the compass in his hand turned frantically, and Wu Ni yelled in horror, "Wait."

Everyone was taken aback, and their movements couldn't help stopping.

The middle-aged man clasped the silk cloth in his hand tightly, as if it would bring him a sense of security.

He was a little scared and said: "Master Wu, you are too scared to be surprised, what is going on?"

Wu Ni's gaze fell on the exposed corner of the coffin, and he said in a panic: "Did you see the lines on it? That's the Taoist method of suppressing evil things."

Weak youth: "...We didn't destroy the formation, it should be okay."

Several staff members wearing protective clothing to open the coffin shook their hands and asked in a trembling voice: "Should I cover the coffin now or continue to open it?"

Old Mr. Yu suddenly hesitated. After so many years of archeology, this princess tomb is the strangest he has ever seen, and the owner of the tomb is also legendary and weird.

He is not sure what will happen after the coffin is actually opened.

Rong Zongzi, who was lying on the corpse, was unhappy. Whatever happened to these people, even if they procrastinated, they wanted to give up halfway.

When she just wanted to persuade a few people to have a beginning and an end, Mr. Yu directly made a final conclusion: "Open."

Already one-fifth of the drive, just keep driving.

Rong Zongzi suddenly swallowed what she said, with faint regrets. This archaeology professor gave her a good opportunity to scare people when she did something wrong.

After hearing what he said, several staff members became nervous.

They took a sigh of relief and opened the lid of the coffin completely.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and the shadow of the owner of the tomb was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Everyone took a breath, only feeling a little soft, including monitoring the medical team and special units that had been guarding behind them.

I saw Princess Pingle in the coffin lying quietly in a luxurious costume, with her hands on her lower abdomen, as if she was holding flowers.

She was covered with a veil on her face and a yellow talisman on her eyebrows. This scene was a little frightening.

The talisman is properly attached to the corpse. Is this something weird?

They carefully looked at the exposed skin of the tomb owner, white and delicate, and could be broken by a bomb.

This is not like a character who has been dead for three hundred years at all. Time seems to stand still on her the moment she lay down. The Creator's preference keeps her appearance at its best.

The intern student said tremblingly: "Professor, is the anti-corrosion method three hundred years ago already so sophisticated?"

Old Mr. Yu said idiotically: "No, no, we haven't opened the tomb three hundred years ago, but this is the first time we met with such a well-preserved corpse. There must be other reasons."

"Could it be these formations and yellow symbols?" The weak youth suddenly said.

The middle-aged man was thoughtful. After walking around the coffin, his eyes fell on the jade pillow under the head of the tomb owner and said: "Maybe it is related to this jade pillow."

He stretched out his sinful hands toward the coffin, trying to take out the jade pillow, and then--

Hold down the back of his hand, hold down, hold down!

The middle-aged man became stiff and looked down at his arm. His soft and white hands were very familiar. The jade bracelets on them were all he had just seen.

The man raised his head sluggishly, and saw the owner of the tomb sit up unhurriedly, his eyes under the yellow talisman slowly opened.

Middle-aged man! !

The man rolled his eyes and fainted directly on the ground.

At the same time, everyone behind the surveillance was in an uproar, and their heartbeats accelerated one by one, and inexplicable fear enveloped their hearts, causing their hands and feet to tremble.

In the room, when Mr. Yu and others saw the stretched arm, everyone froze, and the horror on their faces made no secret.

"Get up, get up." The weak young man stammered.

Without waiting for others to speak, they saw the woman who had been dead for three hundred years lifted the yellow talisman between her eyebrows and spit out a beautiful diamond. With those deep and mysterious eyes, those eyes looked at them curiously. .

Then they heard the princess, who didn't know whether it was a ghost or a strange one, say something.

Everyone:? ?

This is not a riddle, it's because everyone didn't understand what Rong Zongzi was talking about.

Oh, don't get me wrong, this is not a lingua franca for rice dumplings.

Old Mr. Yu slapped his thigh, this is basically the mandarin of people leaving the court.

After studying for most of his life, he only recognized the words, which could be translated into Mandarin. As for how to pronounce it, he didn't know at all. There was no pinyin at that time.

This is embarrassing.

Rong Zongzi looked at everyone with pure eyes and said another word.

Everyone was at a loss, they still didn't understand.

Rong Zongzi pondered for a moment, and in an old-fashioned elegant and luxurious accent, he said erraticly in their language: "Grave robber?"

Well, Rong Zongzi is still demonstrating his acting hobby today.

Everyone:! !

She, she, she can actually speak, and they speak their current lingua franca. Everyone just thinks they are going crazy, going crazy, going crazy!

This is not a corpse at all, but a resurrection! This resurrected princess is also very powerful.

Old Mr. Yu trembled: "...The princess may not believe it, we are not tomb robbers."

The other people's faces twitched. Is this the focus now?

Old Mr. Yu can tell everyone with certainty that it is this.

They are now confused about what is going on with Princess Pingle, so it is better not to irritate each other to be conservative.

Rong Zongzi nodded, and rapped slightly: "I don't believe it."

She looked at Wu Ni, who was burying her head and holding the peach wood sword tightly, and the intern student holding the black donkey hoof tightly, and said quietly: "You may not believe it, those things are useless to me."

The two people who were deliberately watched trembled in their hearts, and dropped the things in their hands to the ground.

Wu Ni called Taoist Sanqing and Zhang Tianshi in horror in his heart.

The intern cried out in his heart that he no longer believed in science.

Old Mr. Yu clasped his earphones tightly, and he held guns for special arms outside the door, some with black dog blood, and some with a bag of glutinous rice. They all looked at the door vigilantly, their bodies tight. Wait for orders from superiors.