Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 213 The Jiaolong appears!

Chapter 213 The Jiaolong appears!
As the treasure ship entered the white fog area, everyone saw that the windows were indeed covered with white insects.

Uncle San touched the window and found that it was made of oil-film paper. Although it was very thin, it was enough to keep the insects out.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around he saw that Song Linglong had already lit the candlesticks in the room.

The dim yellow light illuminated the room, and a row of Ming-style armor hanging on the wall appeared before them.

The Third Master's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but move closer.

Even though hundreds of years have passed and it has been soaked in sea water, it still looks brand new because it is covered with a layer of insect eggs!

"This is the first time I've seen Ming Dynasty armor of this quality!"

He picked up the sword at the waist of his armor, and after pulling it out, a stream of blood splashed out of the scabbard.

A fishy smell hit my nose.

He was filled with surprise, only to see the long sword flashing with cold light and filled with murderous intent!
"This knife has seen blood!"

Song Linglong looked surprised.

The Third Master nodded and sheathed his long sword: "Yes!"

Then he frowned and looked towards the window, seeing flying insects constantly hitting the window paper.

"A bottle of toilet water and a piece of window paper can keep away the sea midges!"

"Can the ship really be trapped to death?"

Song Linglong shook her head, but suddenly heard a strange creaking sound coming from behind her.

The two turned around in surprise, only to see Terry, Zhou Cheng and Fatty Han gathered together, fighting over something.

"What are they doing?"

The Third Master came forward with a puzzled look on his face.

I saw Terry sitting on a wooden chair with his mouth crooked. In front of him was something that looked like an optometry instrument. His head could be stuck on it, and there were two steering wheels on the left and right.

But it's made of wood!

"Look! It's my turn!"

Zhou Cheng urged, and seeing Third Master and Song Linglong appear behind him with puzzled faces, he hurriedly said, "Third Uncle, this should be the command room of the past!"

"Look, there's a periscope here!"

The Third Master showed a look of surprise: "Can it still be used?"

Zhou Cheng pulled Terry up and said, "Let Uncle San take a look!"

Terry grinned, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and then suddenly sucked it back: "It's all white. I can't see anything clearly."

The Third Master sat down and stuck his head in, imitating Terry's example.

Sure enough, two half-overlapping circles appeared before my eyes.

He spun the wheel, and his vision suddenly spun left and right.

The visibility outside was extremely low, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he thought that the white fog was full of insects.

"Uncle San, let me take a look."

Hearing Zhou Cheng's voice, he retracted his head, but just as he was about to stand up, his ears suddenly moved.

"what sound?"

Zhou Cheng was stunned: "Is there any sound?"

Zhou Cheng, Linglong and others also shook their heads.

But the Third Master frowned and hushed at everyone.

As the room became quiet, amidst the subtle sounds of mosquitoes hitting the doors and windows, there seemed to be a rumbling sound getting closer.

"Sigh~"

"It's the sound of a motor!"

The Third Master once again leaned over the periscope and looked out.

As the field of vision turns.

A fishing boat emitting black smoke is slowly approaching in the white fog!

"It's Lao Kuai's boat!"

The excited voice of the Third Master came.

The people behind him were all shocked!

Although Old Kuai ran away, he left them a generator, which was considered a help to them.

"Has Lao Kuai not left yet?"

"Is he on board?"

Fatty Han looked anxious.

But the Third Master shook his head: "I didn't see anyone!"

"But if Lao Kuai is on the boat, he should be able to spot us!"

"But he."

"Why no response?"

Fatty Han: "Don't you know we are on the ship?"

"Why don't you give him a try?"

Terry twisted his mouth and said, "You are stupid. No one can hear you even if you shout in the room!"

Fatty Han glanced outside the door and sighed. There were bugs everywhere outside, so he didn't dare go out.

At this moment, the Third Master suddenly stood up with a look of shock on his face.

Fatty Han was startled by his appearance; "What's wrong?"

The Third Master looked at everyone as if he had seen a ghost, and asked, "Am I dazzled?"

His eyes fell on Fatty Han, and he suddenly made way for him: "Fatty, come and take a look!"

"Is that the shadow on the bow of the boat Lao Kuai?"

Fatty Han's face was full of surprise: "There are bugs everywhere outside, can Lao Kuai come out?" Although he said this, he still quickly sat in front of the periscope.

"How about it?"

The Third Master looked uneasy.

Fatty Han: "Yes, he looks a bit like Lao Kuai."

"But how to climb on the boat?"

Third Master: “Hmm?”

Terry's face darkened, and he suddenly turned the wheel on the right: "This is to adjust the distance!"

"Can you see clearly?"

Fatty Han also twisted his fat body: "Closer, closer, closer."

"stop!"

Terry stopped.

Everyone opened their eyes wide.

Fatty Han took a breath of cold air and stood up suddenly!

The air seemed to freeze.

Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

"What. What's wrong?"

The tall and thin man's throat rolled, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Fatty Han rubbed his eyes, turned his head and took a look, then stood up again and said, "This thing is broken!"

"It's so dark, I can't see anything!"

Anger flashed across the Third Master's face. He quickly pulled Fatty Han away, stretched his head to take a look, but suddenly he exclaimed in surprise and sat down.

I saw a figure who looked very much like Lao Kuai crawling along the corridor of the cabin with his butt sticking up.

As the fishing boat turned, the figure was also obscured by the cabin.

The Third Master stood up, his face solemn: "Old Kuai must have been possessed by evil spirits!"

Fatty Han was surprised: "Can you see it?"

He stretched his head to take another look, but found that it was still dark inside. He looked at the Third Master suspiciously: "Are you kidding me?"

"Obviously."

Before he had finished speaking, he suddenly felt the boat sway.

It was as if I had touched something.

Everyone suddenly became alert.

But the shaking sensation only lasted for two seconds and then disappeared.

Just as everyone was confused.

"I know~"

There was a sound of a door opening.

I saw a secret door on the wall suddenly opened a crack.

A pungent fishy smell came from the room.

The flames on the candlesticks in the room also flickered.

"I go!"

"Why is it a bit scary?"

Terry gasped.

Everyone stared at the crack in the door with extremely solemn expressions, as if something might appear from behind the dark door at any time.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a large white light illuminated the room and also illuminated the inside of the door.

I saw a half-broken iron lock hanging on the door.

Zhou Cheng coughed lightly: "All fear comes from the unknown!"

"You won't be afraid now, will you?"

He waved the flashlight and walked towards the door, with the mobile phone stand stretched to its longest position: "With Brother Xuan leading the way, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Everyone's expressions immediately relaxed and they followed Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng heard the sound in front of the door, holding the mobile phone holder and stuffing it inside through the crack of the door.

"Brother Xuan, you have to look carefully!"

San Ye and others also stopped and watched nervously.

"Woooooo~"

suddenly!

A mournful and cold wailing sound came from the crack in the door!
Everyone's face changed instantly!

Zhou Cheng's legs slipped as he ran forward like a frightened cat lying on the floor!

The Third Master shuddered all over, but his eyes widened instantly: "It's the voice from the phone!"

Zhou Cheng stopped immediately and looked at his phone: "Brother Xuan, what's going on?"

The humming sound suddenly stopped.

Zhou Cheng's face, as pale as paper, was suddenly stunned: "BGM?"