Chapter 56: Strange sound in the recorder, mummy resurrected
"Wu Xie, wait a moment." Wu Suowei looked at Wu Xie and said.

"Huh? What's wrong, little Brother Wu?" Wu Xie looked at him in confusion.

The fat man stopped burping now, and the two of them just looked at Wu Suowei.

"Oh, nothing." After saying that, he pulled out the Minghong Sword.

"Little Wu, why did you take out the knife when nothing happened? Did something happen?" The fat man looked at Wu Suowei, who already had the knife in his hand, and asked doubtfully.

"You'll know in a moment. Besides, if anything really happens, I'll protect you." Wu Suowei answered casually.

"Little Wu, you are getting too proud. You protect me, but who will protect you?" The fat man looked at Wu Suowei with a squint.

"Hey, you fat guy. I will never let you get hurt." Wu Suowei said while looking at the fat man.

"Yeah, you'll be dead by then. How can you protect me? I'd better let the little brother protect me." The fat man said again.

"Oh, damn, you fat guy, you are so good at talking? Do you want me to fix it for you? It just so happens that Wu Xie's stuff is not yet dealt with."

"Alright, alright, little Brother Wu, are you really okay?" Wu Xie also asked.

"Small problem, I'm here for you." Wu Suowei looked at Wu Xie and said.

"But, Fatty, it's okay." Wu Suowei said with a heavy breath. "Hey, Master, take a rest first."

After saying that, he held the knife and rested on the pillar next to Wu Xie.

The fat man rolled his eyes and sat down as well.

"Okay, okay, let's start." Wu Xie looked at the two of them and shook his head speechlessly.

He turned around and pressed the play button on the recorder.

The tape reel started to spin along with the recorder. Wu Xie stared at it nervously and listened attentively.

The first short section is silent, and then a young voice is heard.

"Test, test."

"April 1st at 21:39, archaeological excavation of the Nanhai King's underground palace. Recording of thunder in the main hall, first time. Thunder intensity, 110 decibels, TD greater than 90. Negative polarity lightning strikes greater than 90%. Tester, Yang Daguang."

The tape begins with Yang Daguan's voice.

The fat man straightened up and immediately thought of the weather station and Yang Daguang’s treasure cave, which left a deep impression on him.

The fat man lowered his voice and said, "Oh my god, it's the guy named Yang."

"Shh~" Wu Xie put his finger to his mouth as a reminder to keep quiet.

The fat man immediately shut his mouth and listened carefully.

Several people continued to listen.

The tape of the recorder continued to turn, and a woman's voice came out.

"Xiao Yang, wait a moment."

The voice sounded like the leader of the archaeological team. Fatty and Wu Xie listened. For a moment, they didn't understand who the voice was. But Wu Suo knew. This was Wu Erbai's sweetheart, Qi Jin.

The voice continued, "You have connected the potentials incorrectly. Come here and I will teach you. This is how you should do it."

"Okay... okay." Yang Daguang's voice sounded a little awkward.

"You have to connect this line here. Didn't your teacher at school teach you this? You can't connect it this way."

"This is what Professor Chen taught me."

"It's almost closed, it's almost closed."

Professor Chen, Professor Chen.

Wu Xie heard a new name again. Wu Xie, who was not going to give up any clues, kept muttering to himself.

After repeating it several times, Wu Xie had figured it out. Although he didn't know who the voice belonged to, it was Professor Chen. There were only a few people in the entire archaeological team, so this Professor Chen was most likely Chen Wenjin.

After a while, a piercing sound came. The needle on the recorder that recorded the decibels suddenly moved, and the numbers kept increasing. Then, it suddenly dropped.

"What's that sound?" asked the fat man with a frown.

The sound was neither a human voice nor thunder; it was very strange.

Wu Xie held the flashlight, thought for a while and said, "Hey, Fatty, Little Wu. Do you remember our treasure cave in Yang Daguang? The walls of the well were all covered with reeds.

This sound should be produced by the resonance of the reed and thunder. "

The two listened carefully again.

"The thunder formed an unidentifiable sound within four years of vibrating the reed. After the team's paleolinguists made their judgment, the conclusion is as follows."

"The vibrations are very turbid, the team's paleolinguist suggested. We cleaned the reeds overnight today, and judging by the rhythm of the pronunciation alone, this is most likely an ancient language."

They must be translating thunder, this is really Chen Wenjin." Wu Xie thought and said.

"Your third uncle's mistress." The fat man said with a sly grin, holding his statue of Lei Gong.

"What mistress? Can you please stop talking nonsense? Chen Wenjin studied ancient Chinese and was a colleague of my third uncle." Wu Xie said helplessly.

"Fatty, your thoughts are very dirty. Wash them off when you get out." Wu Suowei said, leaning against the pillar.

"Big head or small head?" The fat man was not serious again.

"Shut up and listen." Wu Xie said.

"April 2, 22:50, archaeological excavation of the Nanhai King's underground palace. This is the sixth recording of thunder. We are about to usher in the biggest thunderstorm in the past few days."

"Everyone get ready!"

Boom~~~
There was a burst of thunder in the recorder, this sound was more intense than the last time. The mummy lying on the ground suddenly raised his hand and put it down again.

The hand was sickly pale, with long nails, and it was very scary.

It was the dried corpse they pulled out of the burial pit.

Wu Xie and Fatty were listening carefully to the sound in the recorder and didn't pay attention.

However, Wu Suowei, who was leaning against the pillar, watched the mummy's hands rise and fall. He smiled, said nothing, and began to listen to the thunder seriously with Wu Xie and the others.

"Don't listen to the thunder, don't listen to the thunder."

"If you hear thunder, you will die. If you hear thunder, you will die."

A slightly sharp and crazy voice was heard.

Wu Xie immediately paused the recording, and then said, "Why does this voice sound so familiar to me? Fatty, Little Brother Wu? What do you think?"

"That's Mu Xuehai's voice." Wu Suowei looked at the two people pointing their fingers non-stop, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Oh~ yes, yes, it's Mu Xuehai."

"Why is he here too?"

At this moment, Wu Suowei was also thinking that Mu Xuehai sounded crazy. Maybe his secret was discovered or he was confused by the murals and had hallucinations.

I don’t know whether it is his luck or misfortune to be alive today.

"Did he see something?" Wu Xie said to Fatty.

He thought that Mu Xuehai was definitely not just talking nonsense, and Mu Xuehai must have discovered some secret about Tinglei.

"Then listen again. Listen again."

Wu Xie turned the play button on the recorder again.

"Mu Xuehai, why are you crazy? Get down right now."

Just when they were all thinking about something.

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the recorder.

Hearing the voice, the fat man stood up suddenly.

Because this voice doesn't belong to anyone.

It was the Third Uncle they were looking for.

"Uncle San!" Wu Xie's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but call out "Uncle San" as he looked at the tape recorder in front of him. He immediately pressed the pause button and rewound the tape for a while.

Then he turned the recorder again and played it again.

"That's my third uncle."

Wu Xie immediately looked at Fatty excitedly and shouted.

"That's your third uncle."

Fatty pointed at the recorder, and stood up excitedly. He walked around and came behind Wu Xie: "Look, the situation is like this now. We are sure that we have come to the right place. Your third uncle's archaeological team did hear thunder in this underground palace, and they also tried to translate it."

The voice in the recorder sounded again, and the corpse on the ground was not willing to be lonely.

The fingers became more and more flexible as they swung, as if they were gathering energy to prepare to stand up again.

Slowly, his hands left the ground, and he stood up straight like a zombie.

Before Wu Xie and the others noticed anything unusual behind them, the Zongzi had already woken up and was slowly approaching them.

Wu Suowei, who was resting on a pillar, looked at the Zongzi behind Wu Xie and stretched his neck. Was he trying to hear thunder? Or was he trying to eat Wu Xie?

Wu Suowei looked at this famous scene. This was the first time he had seen it. Wu Xie would definitely raise a corpse when he opened the coffin.

Although this is controlled by human hands, why does it feel like a famous check-in scene?

As he was thinking about it, he made a gesture to Fatty and the others and pointed behind him.

However, the fat man didn't notice Wu's gesture at all and was still immersed in his own analysis.

"Look, now we know that there is Mu Xuehai, Yang Daguang, Chen Wenjin, and your third uncle, right?"

"And a jealous woman."

The fat man was walking and analyzing, and when he talked about another woman, he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Who is this person?"

But when he turned around, he seemed to see something, and his eyes suddenly widened as big as copper bells.

However, Fatty didn't dare to alarm the old zongzi, for fear that he would bite Wu Xie again.

Wu Xie, who had been watching him, didn't understand and shone his flashlight on the ground.

He finally discovered it then.

The mummy that was pulled back from the burial pit had disappeared.

Wu Xie glanced at Fatty and found that he was pouting and making faces, hinting him something.

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PS: The protagonist in this chapter is a bit exaggerated, right? I was going to show it off and tie up the mummy. But when I was writing, I suddenly thought, forget it, just wait and see. But it doesn't matter, after all, the protagonist is also the ceiling of the martial arts world. I mainly want to see the famous scene and check in. The author wants to write it this way, don't criticize if you don't like it, thank you (﹃)
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