After eradicating the corpse-scented konjac, Zhang Jin returned to the archaeological team.

Chen Jiuren said with great regret: "What a pity for such a unique corpse-scented konjac plant in the world, which has so much research value!"

Zhang Jin comforted: "Professor Chen, this is also a last resort for everyone's safety, but I have taken a lot of photos of corpse-scented konjac, and I have also taken photos of the ghost cave text on the stone beam. I am not afraid that I will not have the information."

go back."

Compared with the corpse-scented konjac, Hao Aiguo was more concerned about Queen Jingjue's coffin and asked impatiently: "Now that the corpse-scented konjac has been removed, can we go up and see Queen Jingjue and her coffin?"

Hu Bayi said: "Let's wait for now. Although the corpse-scented konjac is gone, there is no guarantee that there is any danger left. Anyway, Queen Jingjue's coffin is right there, and she can't escape."

"I agree, it's better to be cautious." Shirley Yang agreed.

Everyone waited in place for about ten minutes and found nothing special, then they walked cautiously towards Shiliang.

In front of the Kunlun sacred wood coffin in Shiliang, there is only room for two or three people to stand at the same time. Chen Jiuren, Hao Aiguo and Shirley Yang are studying the costumes of Queen Jingjue.

"It's so exquisite! The textile craftsmanship of a country that was exquisite thousands of years ago can reach such a high level. The color of this fabric is gorgeous and has not faded for thousands of years. It is really rare!" Chen Jiuren exclaimed.

Hao Aiguo's tone was full of disbelief: "Judging from the skin on the arms and hands of this exquisite queen, except for being slightly pale, they are almost exactly the same as normal people. It seems that more than two thousand years have been frozen here.

In a wonderful coffin."

Shirley Yang looked at the Queen Jingjue in front of her who had been close to her countless times in her dreams but always failed, and couldn't help but said: "Professor Chen, can I take off the mask to see what Queen Jingjue looks like?"

Chen Jiuren pondered for a long time before he solemnly said: "I think it's better not to do it. Our understanding of the Kunlun sacred tree is limited to historical records. If we do it rashly, it will destroy the magic of the coffin and cause the body of Queen Jingjue to be damaged. That would be terrible."

Got it!"

Wang Kaixuan suddenly interjected: "After all the hard work, are you willing not to take a look at me?"

"Fat man, don't interrupt, be on guard from behind!" Hu Bayi said.

"I'm not wrong. Who can guarantee that we can come again next time?" Wang Kaixuan muttered and walked back.

Zhang Jin patted Shirley Yang on the shoulder: "Let's change positions. I want to take some photos."

"Okay." Shirley Yang followed the position he made and stepped back.

Zhang Jin held up the camera and clicked a dozen times. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Professor Chen and Professor Hao were dazzled by the flash and turned their heads, he reached out to pick off the mask on Queen Jingjue's face with lightning speed.

When Hao Aiguo turned around and saw this scene, it was too late to stop him. He could only shout loudly: "Stop! What are you doing!"

Everyone was shocked by his shout, and they all looked at him in surprise!

Just when Zhang Jin's hand grabbed the mask, a sudden change occurred!

Queen Jingjue's hands that were originally folded on her lower abdomen suddenly raised her left hand and grabbed the wrist that was reaching for her mask!

Zhang Jin was startled, and his movement of reaching out suddenly stopped, and he froze in place for a moment. The touch on his wrist was very cold, starting from his forearm to the entire right half of his body, all the hairs stood on end, and his scalp was numb!

The force holding his wrist was not strong, but he still did not dare to move rashly for fear of completely waking up this exquisite queen!

"This...teacher?" Hao Aiguo looked at Chen Jiuren, his eyes full of shock!

Chen Jiuren stared at the corpse of the exquisite queen: "Don't panic, it may be that the ancient corpse reacted with the static electricity of the living human body."

"What's wrong?" When Hu Ba saw something was wrong in the atmosphere in front of him, he took a look and his eyes widened immediately, "What's going on, Queen Jingjue moved her hand?"

While staring at the coffin and Queen Jingjue, Shirley Yang said: "Old Hu, take everyone out of the stone beam first, so that if anything happens, we can escape as soon as possible."

Hu Bayi asked: "What about Zhang Jin?"

"I can't control it anymore. Zhang Jin, just hold on, we will find a way to help you!" Shirley Yang said.

Zhang Jin was not in the mood to listen to what others were saying at this time, as all his attention was focused on Queen Jingjue.

There is no such plot in either TV series or novels! Is it because no one has really touched the coffin and body of Queen Jingjue? Or is everything in front of us still an illusion created by the corpse-scented konjac?

"Professor Chen, Professor Hao, let's go." Shirley Yang led the archaeological team back slowly under the cover of Hu Bayi.

"Lao Hu, what happened? Why did you all come back?" Wang Kaixuan asked in surprise from behind.

"Stop talking nonsense, please quickly lead everyone back to the cliff platform at the entrance." Hu Bayi said.

"Okay!" Wang Kaixuan suppressed the doubts in his heart and nodded in agreement.

Watching the fat man leaving with the members of the archaeological team, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang who stayed behind shouted to Zhang Jin in front of the coffin: "Can you leave?"

Zhang Jin heard the shouting, but did not dare to turn around or respond loudly. He could only raise his left hand and make a pistol gesture.

"Does this action mean he wants us to shoot?" Hu Bayi was not sure and turned to ask Shirley Yang.

Shirley Yang replied: "I guess he may be suspecting that there are still hallucinations of corpse-scented konjac. Lao Hu, try shooting!"

Hu Ba nodded, raised his gun, pointed it diagonally upward, and pulled the trigger.

Boom!

Gunshots echoed.

Zhang Jin felt his eyes blurred for a while, so he quickly closed his eyes and then opened them again. What caught his eye was the Queen Jingjue, who was lying quietly in the Kunlun sacred wood coffin, with her hands folded and flat on her lower abdomen.

"It's really an illusion!"

Zhang Jin quickly retracted his right hand, but before he could completely relax, after retracting his right hand, the face of Queen Jingjue, which was originally blocked by her palm, appeared in front of him again, and this time, the mask on Queen Jingjue's face was removed.

He got off, revealing the mysterious face behind him.

This is a very ordinary female face, with clear-cut and three-dimensional facial features characteristic of Westerners, and dark and mysterious makeup on the eyes.

Although he only saw it after the gunshot, Zhang Jin was still not sure whether it was the true appearance of Queen Jingjue or his own hallucination. After all, there was still a question about who took off the mask.

If he wants to confirm the authenticity, he has a good way. He just needs to pick up the camera on his chest and point it at Queen Jingjue's face and take a few pictures. If the system prompts that the task is completed, then it is true.

Zhang Jin picked up the camera and put it in front of his eyes. He aimed the lens at Queen Jingjue's face through the viewfinder and adjusted the focus. Just when he was about to take the photo, Queen Jingjue's face in the viewfinder suddenly showed a strange look.

smile.

The camera was slowly put down, and Zhang Jin looked at Queen Jingjue's face with his naked eyes. The weird smile was still there, and the smile seemed to be getting stronger and stronger!
Chapter completed!