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Song Chen pointed to the tomb in the distance that was buried by a large amount of gravel.

"The road I came here has been buried by the collapsed gravel, and I can't walk at all."

"And we can't wait for the rescue team to arrive. The tomb you have walked through has now been completely destroyed, and the rescue team can't come."

Ignoring the increasingly desperate expressions of Jiang Yueqing and Bingbing, Song Chen kicked the camera that was constantly sparking and said.

"Is this thing broken too? So it is unrealistic to expect to report the location through the live broadcast room."

Seeing Song Chen still in the mood to analyze and explain slowly at this time, Bingbing couldn't help shouting in despair.

"Then what should we do!! Can we just wait to die!"

"........."

Jiang Yueqing just bit her lip and looked at Song Chen.

Jiang Yueqing thought in her heart that even if she was going to die, she couldn't let Song Chen die here.

"It's not desperate, this ancient tomb should look quite big."

Song Chen stretched out his hand to Bingbing, who was slumped on the ground, and said,

"We can find our own way."

After he finished speaking, he directly pulled Bingbing up, and even took Jiang Yueqing's hand directly.

Song Chen directly led the two women to the depths of the tomb passage.

"Woooooo! ┭┮﹏┭┮"

"Stop crying, it's annoying."

"Chen Chen, isn't it comfortable for you to hold someone's hand?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

………………

at the same time.

The collapse of the upper tomb passage finally came to an end, and the people who were chased by the collapse finally stopped running.

Professor Zhang leaned weakly against the stone wall, gasping for breath.

Yes, they have run to the original starting point.

"Survived! Phew! Phew!"

A young archaeological employee lay on the ground and cried bitterly. At this time, all his defenses were still broken.

Today's excitement brought him too much, and finally broke out after this narrow escape.

Everyone present felt the same way as him.

The faint joy brought by the rest of the catastrophe pervaded everyone.

Suddenly, an archaeologist carefully observed the crowd, and after determining how many people were missing, he couldn't help saying sadly.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Gao, Deputy Director Jiang, and host Bingbing are all..."

As soon as these words came out, the joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe disappeared.

Everyone was silent, except for the sound of breathing, the entire tomb was silent.

It's sizzling! !It's sizzling! !boom!

But soon, the cutting sound of the chainsaw came from behind the stone wall.

Accompanied by the cry of rescue workers.

"Are there people from the Archaeological Bureau? Please answer if you hear! Please answer if you hear me!"

"Yes! We are!"

Professor Zhang immediately patted the stone wall and responded to the other party, and the eyes of other people looking at the stone wall began to glow.

Because they know they can finally be saved!

...........................

Deep in the cemetery.

"Chen Chen, shouldn't we be looking for an exit now?"

Jiang Yueqing asked Song Chen, who was squatting on a stone wall, while Bingbing just stood silently behind the two of them.

"So I'm not trying to find an outlet here?"

Song Chen stared at the words on the stone tablet, and then answered Jiang Yueqing's question.

"This is a stone tablet, and it's not an instruction manual for an ancient tomb..."

Jiang Yueqing reluctantly complained, but still squatted beside Song Chen and watched it together.

"hiss……"

Looking at the boldly carved words on the stone tablet, Song Chen frowned and complained.

"The designer of this ancient tomb really has a hole in his brain! Where would anyone use cursive script on the stone tablet!"

"I don't understand it at all!" Yu.

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"Hey~~~ I really don't understand."

Song Chen was really speechless. Originally, it was difficult to identify in cursive script, and it was engraved on the stone tablet.

Years of ashes and corrosion have made the writing on the stele even more illegible.

Although Song Chen was sure of recognizing all the ancient characters of the past dynasties, the cursive inscriptions at this time really made the difficulty of recognizing proudly soar!

"Is this ghostly talisman really a word?"

Jiang Yueqing, who was squatting with his arms crossed his legs, sighed. Regarding the font on the stone tablet, Jiang Yueqing said that he was helpless too.

No matter how hard you try, you can't understand what you don't understand.

It's like a medical name written by a doctor, you will never understand what he wrote.

Then Song Chen and Jiang Yueqing looked at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes.

Name: give up.

"Then what... why don't you let me try it?"

Bingbing unknowingly came behind the two of them, attached himself to the two of them and began to read the font on the stone tablet.

"Can you understand?"

"Um... Barely... My grandfather's cursive script is also very..."

Bingbing said it a little bit hard to say, Song Chen pointed to the ghost painting symbol on the stone tablet and asked.

"You fly like that too?"

"Ah."

Song Chen sighed: "It's not easy for you either..."

Song Chen, who was held down by Bingbing, shook his head, and Song Chen felt a little embarrassed at the softness he felt on his head.

"It's hard to come by. If Bingbing can't do it, just give up."

"Maybe your grandfather can't write such words."

Jiang Yueqing, who was also held down, was shaking his head, but his expression did not change. Instead, he closed his eyes and thought about something.

Choose B?Or what about C?

"You two, don't move! And my grandfather wrote more than this! And don't underestimate me, I'm a master of literature!"

Bingbing said with a proud face, then held down the heads of the two people, carefully staring at the cursive script on the stone tablet and slowly read it.

"In the seventh year of Hongwu, the emperor was attacked by a golden dragon in a dream, woke up, puzzled, and..."

"Can you not use classical Chinese and explain it in a little more common sense?"

Song Chen interrupted Bingbing's reading aloud, although Bingbing only read a few words, Song Chen knew what was going on.

"If there is a story about Liu Bowen slaying the dragon's veins, don't talk about it, let's see if there are other things."

"Oh."

Bingbing pouted, and then looked down to see if he could see useful information on the stone tablet.

Did this guy put it on my head on purpose?

Song Chen felt the weight from Bingbing on his head, frowned and prepared to leave.

But the next moment, Song Chen's sleeve was pulled.

"Ok?"

"Feeling good, right?"

Turning his head to look, he found that Jiang Yueqing was smiling like a little fox, and his charming fox eyes kept gesturing to Song Chen.

"Go away! ノ"

Song Chen directly removed the Bingbing that was on his body, and pressed Bingbing in front of the stone tablet.

He ordered with a rather 'kind' smile.

"Take a good look, I'll go to the front to see if there is any danger."

After speaking, Song Chen walked towards the dark tomb while carrying the box behind him.

As for Song Chen's mobile phone, which was left to Jiang Yueqing for lighting, Jiang Yueqing's mobile phone was broken when it fell.

"Unfortunately~ I wanted to introduce Bingbing to Chen Chen~"

Although he whispered a pity in his mouth, the corners of Jiang Yueqing's mouth were raised high.

Like a little fox eating grapes.