Perhaps he was frightened by what happened in the circular rammed earth layer just now.
Qian Sheng took the initiative to ask for the ball, and asked Lin Yi to give him a black donkey's hoof and a bag of glutinous rice. If there was any movement later, he could get the upper hand.
Wang Qiang's greatest advantage is that he doesn't hide anything in his heart.
Just now we almost met each other at the gate of hell again, and now I held up the live broadcast device and started chatting with netizens.
Since he was preparing to open the coffin just now, Wang Qiang kept the live broadcast equipment stuffed in his clothes.
Netizens in the live broadcast room didn't see anything, they could only worry about the transformation, zombies, etc. For old fans, it was considered a small scene.
Now that he was finally released, he only asked them about Jiang Ziya's tomb.
"Fat brother, how are you? Has the coffin been opened? Did you see anything?"
"Are there apricot-yellow flags and divine whips in the coffin? No matter what, there must be a Bagua Yi, right?"
"Have you seen too much in Honghuang? Where did you get the apricot-yellow flag and the divine whip?"
"Why didn't you say that the 'Seven Arrows Book' was released before? Is this a reasonable association?"
"Fat brother, tell me the truth. Did you really not open the coffin of Grand Duke Jiang and take a look?"
At least seven or eight out of ten comments in this live broadcast room ask this question.
Seeing that Wang Qiang couldn't escape, he could only make up a panic and deal with it.
"It's really not open. We are here, firstly, to help the public security organs find clues, and secondly, to help our customers find locations. Don't think of us as tomb robbers, okay? We are all serious businessmen!"
But no matter what he said, netizens didn't believe a word he said.
"I don't believe it. Since you didn't open the coffin, why couldn't you see the live broadcast just now?"
"That is to say, I have long suspected the identity of the anchor. His skills, tsk tsk, look professional at first glance. Now that you have added a money shopkeeper, you have formed an industry chain, right?"
"Don't doubt people blindly, okay? The anchors and others have been through life and death, brought the archaeological team out of the Kunlun Glacier, won the banner, appeared in the newspaper, and received official awards."
"That is to say, this time I have become the co-investigation consultant of the local police. You can't doubt anyone you suspect!"
Seeing this, Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng admired Lin Yi from the bottom of their hearts.
The identity of the "assistant investigation consultant" obtained from Captain Liu is really useful.
"Fat brother, prove to them that Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people!"
Wang Qiang stared at the barrage, then looked up at Lin Yi and Qian Sheng.
The two turned their heads to the side and pretended not to notice.
Wang Qiang gritted his teeth and looked around, muttering in a low voice.
"You two, okay! When I swear later, I will bring you two along with me."
At this moment, the words floating across the screen in the live broadcast room were: Chinese people will not lie to Chinese people.
"I, Wang Qiang, on behalf of Lin Yi, Qian Sheng and the three of us, hereby solemnly promise to everyone in the live broadcast room: We really did not open the coffin."
The two of them whispered to the side: "That's weird!"
"Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people." After saying this, Lin Yi and Qian Sheng quietly added: "Really?"
The three of them performed a double act together and finally fooled the netizens in the live broadcast room.
However, four or five hours had passed since they dug into the tomb in the middle of the night.
It's almost dawn outside.
According to the art of touching gold, gold cannot be touched until the rooster crows and the lights go out.
The lights didn't go out that long, but it wasn't long before the rooster crows.
The three of them walked around the circular rammed earth foundation, but still found no way out.
The road above has been blocked by the iron wall and the twenty-four bronze statues of evil spirits. Even if you climb up, it will be a dead end.
If you look for a way down, you will really be digging the earth.
The seven of them, Zhang Qiuli, were all good farmers. It took several months to open several tombs.
With just the three of them, how long will it take to dig?
"Master Lin, how about we ask Captain Liu and the others for help? What do you think?"
As Qian Sheng spoke, he kept reaching out and scratching the back of his neck.
Something seemed to tickle him.
"That won't work. Lao Lin blew all his bullshit in front of that beautiful forensic doctor. He wants to be given an explanation. What kind of explanation do you have now?
Shopkeeper Qian, I asked you, could you please stop scratching me? When you scratch me, I feel the tingling behind me! "
Lin Yi thought for a while and still felt that it was not the time to ask for help yet.
Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not take the initiative to contact Captain Liu.
Qian Sheng and Wang Qiang didn't know what was going on. They were scratching the back of their necks with their hands.
It was as if they were suddenly covered in fleas.
"Old Lin, please help me find out what's going on? Why does it get more itchy the more I scratch it? It feels like it's getting to the bones."
"Yes, Mr. Lin, if you are fine, please help us take a look. Here, I have ointment in my bag. Please rub it on our backs."
With that said, the two took off their backpacks, unbuttoned their coats, and opened their backs.
Qian Sheng took a bottle of ointment and handed it to Lin Yi.
"This is the ointment I bought specially when I went to Southeast Asia. No matter what bites are caused by mosquitoes, fleas, lice, or insect stings, just apply this ointment and guess what, your problem will be cured."
"How long has it been? Are you still in the mood to sell medicine?"
Lin Yi smiled and patted Qian Sheng.
"Lie down."
After that, he stretched out his hand to lift the clothes on Qian Sheng's back, and was about to apply the ointment on it when his eyes suddenly widened and his expression changed instantly.
"Master Lin, please wipe it off. What are you looking at? It makes me feel embarrassed."
"Old Lin, hurry up. It's scratching. Apply the ointment quickly. What's so good about a grown man's back? Don't you have any other fetishes?"
Lin Yi said nothing and touched Wang Qiang with his arm.
Wang Qiang stood up and turned his head to look at Qian Sheng's back.
The whole person suddenly became bad.
"What the hell is this? Oops, I can't watch it anymore, I'm going to suffer from trypophobia."
Qian Sheng, who still didn't know why, bent over and asked them.
"Masters, is there something unclean on my back? Is it making you two feel so uncomfortable? Besides, I don't have any traces of dragons or phoenixes on my back, right?"
Lin Yi grabbed Wang Qiang's back collar, opened it and turned his head to the side.
Also out of curiosity, Qian Sheng straightened up and took a look at Wang Qiang's back. He couldn't hold it back, turned his head and squatted on the ground and vomited.
Wang Qiang's eyes widened and he twisted his neck to look behind him.
But no matter how hard he twisted, he just couldn't see it.
"What's going on, Shopkeeper Qian? I'm carrying Lao Lin on my back. Lao Lin, you're talking. Is this on my back the same as Shopkeeper Qian's?"
Lin Yi nodded.
"Oh, shit! What the fuck? What the hell? How did this happen? This, Lao Lin, quickly take off your clothes and let me see if you have this thing on your back!"
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