Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

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"Each of these gold ingots, jewelry and gold can sell for [-] million yuan."

"The sum of the money here is estimated to be [-] billion."

"So much money, we can't spend it all in our lifetime."

Song Hongyan's pretty face was very happy. Although she was already very rich, she still longed for the satisfaction of money.

"The things in this coffin should be the owner's collection."

"You have taken so many jewels, not only will you bring trouble to yourself, but you will also invite death."

Ye Fan reminded everyone: "So these jewels and gold ingots, we can't touch them for the time being, and we'll talk about it after I clean things up."

He knew in his heart that he was now tied to a rope with Song Hongyan and the others, and he couldn't escape if they had something to do.

"That's right, let's put this batch of things away."

Song Wansan looked at Ye Fan and nodded approvingly: "It's not suitable for you to take it back, it will only create a strong enemy for you for no reason."

"However, with this windfall, it will be much more convenient to do things or make friends in the future."

"Of course, we only take jewelry and gold ingots. Leave other antiques, Ye Fan."

"After all, this involves a generation of heroes, and you are lucky to meet these things today."

He reminded Ye Fan: "However, there are many poisonous centipedes in this coffin."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, looked at the centipede inside the coffin and said, "I know it's difficult to deal with, but it's not impossible to deal with it."

While speaking, he grabbed out the silver needle and swished it out.

The centipede froze instantly.

"boom--"

Ye Fan stomped his left foot and rushed towards the coffin.

He crashed into the centipedes like a sharp arrow.

The centipede swished and shot, pierced into Ye Fan's clothes, and penetrated in, causing a sharp pain in Ye Fan's back.

But Ye Fan didn't even hum, he pressed his legs suddenly, and his body spun.

The centipedes fell to the ground with a clatter, breaking one by one.

Ye Fan quickly trampled to death more than 20 centipedes.

Centipedes scattered all over the place.

Song Hongyan and the others hurriedly avoided, not daring to approach.

"Ugh-"

Taking advantage of this gap, the coffin rang again.

Ye Fan raised his head, and saw a taupe head poking out of it.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

It was a snake head with fangs and green eyes, which made Ye Fan feel horrified.

"Whoosh!"

As if noticing Ye Fan, the giant python jumped out of the coffin, and its huge body circled up to stare at Ye Fan.

Snake Xinzi neighed and his tail swung.

Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, he shook his right hand, and with a wave of the Yuchang sword, pierced the snake's head.

Blood spurts.

The snake shook its head twice, then slowly retracted into the coffin.

Ye Fan quickly restored the corpse and covered it to prevent the snakes from crawling out and hurting Song Wansan and others.

He also turned his head and asked He Lianjing, "Are you sure, this is the King of Nanling?"

He Lianjing nodded again and again: "I confirm that this is King Nanling, this is his coffin, he sleeps here, this coffin belongs to him."

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to the partridge whistle and shouted:

"Burn this coffin."

Partridge Whistle immediately took out a lighter to light it.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, the dead branches broke, the coffin trembled, and the coffin lid slid off with a snap, revealing a section of the dark gun barrel.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he yelled: "Stop burning."

Partridge Whistle was so frightened that he threw away the lighter and crawled four meters away from the coffin.

He Lianjing and the others also backed away one after another.

"boom!"

When Ye Fan focused his eyes on the muzzle of the black hole, he heard a sudden thunderclap.

Then, the whole cave shook violently.

"what--"

When Ye Fan raised his head subconsciously, he found that a wall in front of him had collapsed.

A cave appeared in front of everyone.

It was deep and dark, like the mouth of a prehistoric beast.

"What the hell is this place?"

Ye Fan whispered: "How could there be such a hole?"

He Lianjing and Song Hongyan were also taken aback, obviously they didn't expect such a cave to exist here.

"Don't worry, there is no danger in this cave, and there is no danger to life."

At this moment, Song Wansan walked to the entrance of the cave with a cane, took a look, smiled playfully and said:

"Not only will it not hurt our lives, but it will give us a great opportunity."

Chapter 812 Ancient Battlefield, Core Area

"This is the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield."

"The treasures and treasures of the ancient people are stored in this cave."

"In recent years, the ancient battlefield has been blocked by the government, and it is difficult for outsiders to dig in, so a lot of things have been accumulated here."

"It's not worthless for us to pick up the leak this time."

He was very pleased to see Ye Fan and Partridge Whistle, and secretly called his apprentice a blessing.

"Ancient battlefield? Who is buried in this cave?"

"Which country are you from? Or Chinese?"

Ye Fan straightened his back slightly: "Shall we go in and take a look?"

"What is the concept of an ancient battlefield?"

Song Wansan smiled when he heard the words: "That is a cruel place where thousands of troops fight."

"In addition to the mountains of corpses, there are many ferocious birds and beasts, and even dangerous things such as miasma, poisonous gas, and swamps..."

"Do you think we can easily break in?"

"Don't say you are not good at this realm, even I may not be qualified to break in, and I still have to risk my life."

"It's not that I look down on you. If you enter this realm, you will definitely die."

His tone was very firm: "So I advise you, don't go in to die, let alone touch the things in the coffin."

Ye Fan sighed: "This world is in chaos!"

"Don't be emotional, the most important thing for us now is not to be emotional about the chaos in the world, but to find a way out."

Song Wansan patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:

"Since this is an ancient battlefield, there must be a passage leading to the outside, otherwise how did you get in and out?"

"Go around and look around, maybe you can find the secret to get out."

"Let's rest here first, and come join us after you finish your work."

Song Wansan told Ye Fan a few words: "But remember to be careful, don't rush into it."

He Lianjing and Partridge Whistle also echoed in unison: "Yes, don't be reckless!"

Ye Fan nodded to express his understanding, and then took the candle and walked around the sarcophagus to find the mechanism.

It's just that after searching for a long time, there is no movement, and there is no abnormality in the sarcophagus.

"Strange, I saw the machine bracket just now, why can't I find it?"

Ye Fan muttered to himself: "Could it be bitten or corroded by rats?"

He touched the crack of the coffin lid, only to find that it was wet.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously pulled out the silver needle and pricked it.

"Pumppump-"

As the silver needle penetrated, the soil at the bottom of the coffin slowly rolled.

A pile of yellow sand soon emerged, and a puff of thick smoke filled the air, accompanied by a special stench.

Ye Fan instinctively sniffed his nose, then retreated covering his mouth and nose.

"careful!"

Ye Fan roared: "Quick back!"

Before the words fell, he felt the ground shake, and then a skeleton broke out of the ground.

One skeleton was fine, but Ye Fan was also surprised to find that four or five skeletons broke through the ground one after another, with shriveled cheeks, hideous appearance, and pus dripping.

An extremely foul-smelling liquid dripped down their skinny arms.

"Crack-"

Before Ye Fan and the others stood still, a vine as thick as a finger stretched out.

He strangled Ye Fan's neck.

The power was so terrifying that Ye Fan almost suffocated. He instinctively swung the fish intestine sword to strike, but he cut nothing.

"when!"

The Fish Gut Sword slashed on the vine, leaving only a trace, but did not cut it off, and even sputtered out an electric arc.

Ye Fan's body trembled, his wrists went numb, and he was almost dislocated.

At the same time, a gloomy chill invaded, freezing Ye Fan's whole body.

"laugh--"

Before Ye Fan could react, another sharp branch pierced Ye Fan's chest.

Ye Fan snorted, and there was a bloody hole in his chest instantly.

Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

At the same time, countless skeletons and wild dogs rushed towards Ye Fan and the others.

Their eye sockets glowed with blue light, full of endless resentment and violence, as if Ye Fan and the others were enemies.

The partridge whistle roared and brandished a knife to fight, but it was a pity that before the light of the knife bloomed, a pair of skinny claws severely scratched his head.

"Extraordinary!"

He Lianjing cried out in grief, and rushed over to hug the body of Partridge Whistle.

"Ugh-"

At this moment, dozens of vines wrapped around the body of Partridge Whistle.

Like a boa constrictor, they rolled up their partridge whistles and flew out, then hit the wall of the cave entrance and fell unconscious.