Skillful Guard Chapter 1918

“Hmm?”

Willow Roo opened her eyes in a daze.

But first she saw Wang Half-Man’s agitated face, and after feeling her body constantly shaking, she helplessly said, “Can you stop shaking? I’m dying from your shaking.”

Wang Hanman laughed and let go of her, then looked at the others, who were also waking up.

When Mr Yang woke up, he looked at his students and thought of the two who had died so tragically, his heart was gloomy, but he was soon drawn back to the scene around him and asked with some excitement, “Mr Wang? This? This is Liu Bo Wen’s tomb? Oh my God, this bronze coffin, the lights on it? Oh my God!”

“Don’t move!”

Seeing that Mr. Yang was going to look at the ancient lamp on the bronze coffin, Wang Half-Man was in a cold sweat of fright and hurriedly said, “Mr. Yang, don’t touch anything!”

Mr. Yang, however, said excitedly, “Mr. Wang, this tomb is at least four hundred years old and extremely well preserved, so don’t worry, I will definitely apply for the strictest and most professional team to inspect it, and will never let any damage occur to the tomb chamber.”

Wang Half-Man slapped his forehead.

On the side, Liu Ru tugged at him and said, “That’s all Mr. Yang.”

“We’ll die if he’s like that!” Wang Half-Man said without good humour.

Liu Ru gave a laugh, and was also extremely curious about the tomb. Seeing that Wang Half-Man was keeping an eye on Mr. Yang, he was busy saying, “By the way, what happened on the ground after we fell unconscious?”

“I was saved.” Wang Half-Man sighed and said, “You were caught in the Innate Soul Loss Formation, your sanity collapsed and you were like walking corpses, before you came in, you were almost killed by that widow and the others, fortunately a friend of mine came just in time and saved you, otherwise, alas.”

At the end of his sentence, he sighed.

Liu Ru said, “Your friend?”

“Hmm.”

Wang Half-Man nodded and said, “That is, Liu Bo Wen’s disciple, which is why I told you not to move, because he is in there and if you annoy him, he will kill you.”

“We are an archaeological team, we are professionals.” A student said somewhat defiantly.

Wang Half-Man sneered and said, “You said the same thing to that widow.”

The student’s aura fell at once.

And at that moment, Mr. Yang also gradually calmed down, but with a few moments of excitement in his eyes, he said, “Mr. Wang? I wonder where that friend of yours is? I want to talk to him so much, these seven bronze coffins are arranged in a seven-star trend with seven lamps on them, if I’m not wrong, this should be the Seven Star Lamp, when Zhuge Wuhou used the Seven Star Lamp to renew his life and failed, the Seven Star Lamp has been lost after his death, if this is the real Seven Star Lamp, it will solve a lot of historical mysteries.”

“I don’t know if it will solve or not, but I know that if you dare to move it, you will die a miserable death.” Wang Half-Man still said so.

On the side, Liu Ru was dissatisfied, “Wang Half-Man! Why are you talking like that! You’ve already come in, and you can’t let us study it?”

“Research! Is life important or research important?” Wang Half-Man also said with some annoyance.

“Fine, fine.”

Seeing that Wang Half-Man was really angry, Liu Ru hurriedly said, “How about we wait for that friend of yours first?”

Wang Half-Man sighed.

He then sat aside, not wanting to say anything, while Mr. Yang and the others kept taking pictures while studying some of the murals on the surrounding walls. Looking at one of the murals, Mr. Yang only felt that he had made a new breakthrough in his research over the years, and that the certifications and theories he had once had were constantly being implemented.

After studying all the murals, the group stood in front of the large bronze door that Qin Hai had previously used. Liu Ru carefully glanced at Wang Hanman who was meditating with his eyes closed, then Mr. Yang nodded, and the group immediately put on gloves and then had to feel if there was a mechanism.

And when one person had just pressed his hand on that bronze door.

At once a dragon’s roar rang out.

And then there was a thud for life.

The student flew backwards and his whole body crashed directly into the bronze coffin, hitting it in all sorts of ways and lying on the ground in agony.

“What’s going on?”

Wang Half-Man heard the commotion and hurriedly opened his eyes.

After seeing the student who was lying on the ground and moaning, he hurried forward, while Teacher Yang and Liu Ru also rushed over and helped the student up, “Is everything alright? What did you just hit?”

The student did spit out a mouthful of blood, and then said weakly, “I just touched the door.”

“Who told you to bang it?”

Wang Half-Man looked at several people angrily.

Teacher Yang and the others were quite a bit embarrassed, while Liu Ru was busy saying, “Let’s see if he’s okay first, okay? ”

Wang Half-Man grunted.

He then examined the student’s body and said, “He has a bone in his arm and a traumatic spinal injury, so he won’t be able to take care of himself for three months.”

“That serious?” Liu Ru asked worriedly.

“It’s good that he’s not dead.” Wang Half-Man rolled his eyes.

He had just finished.

Suddenly a cry of misery came from overhead, and the group looked at each other, then in looking up, they found four figures falling from the air somehow, the group hurriedly dodged away, only to hear several thumps one after another, except for one with a cold face, the other three all fell to the ground.

“What’s going on here?”

The group of people looked at each other with blank faces.

And Wang Half-Man looked at a few people, but saw one of them, a stout one, with wide eyes, “Lei Lao-Ba?”

At this moment, Lei Lao Baja let out several cries as he lay on the ground, moaning for a while, then looked viciously at a foreigner to the side and cursed, “Gareth! You f*ck, I’ll have to pick your skin!”

“I don’t know! I was just leading the way!” Garev said accusingly as he lay on the ground, “The rest should be about Wen Qianzi!”

“Wen Qianzi!”

Lei Lao-Ba cursed again in exasperation.

Wen Qianzi rubbed his back at this point and said, “I can’t be blamed for this, who knew that this place was full of organs and that I had suffered less?”

“I’ll hammer you to death, you son of a b*tch!”

Lei Laobai ignored Wen Qianzi’s complaints and rushed over to hold him down, swinging his sandbag-sized fists down one after another.

“Lei Laobai! You son of a b*tch!”

Wen Qianzi hurriedly dodged, saying, “There are outsiders! There are outsiders here!”

Only then did Lei Lao-Ba stop, and after looking at Wang Half-Warrior and Teacher Yang’s group, his gaze froze and he said, “Wang Half-Warrior?”

“Lei Lao-Ba, you guys?” Wang Half-Man looked at a few people in confusion.

Lei Lao Ba quenched his spittle at Gareth and got up from Wen Qian Zi again, saying, “Caused by these two sons of b*tches, I got lost in the Lost Soul Formation, which almost cost me my old life, then I don’t know how I got here in a daze, do you?”

“You’re not here to rob a tomb, are you?” Wang Half-Man asked with a slightly odd expression on his face.

“So what if I am!”

Lei Lao-Ba said without good humour.