Instructing the Archaeological Team, Was Actually Regarded As a Tomb Robber

When they didn't discover it before, no one took it seriously at all, but now that they've discovered it, it's completely different, and they feel like they're starting to panic inside.

After all, this situation is really weird.

In the past, if they encountered any danger, ferocious beasts, etc., they could at least pick up a gun and fight them. But this strange situation left them unable to do anything. Even Ye Cheng didn't have any good ideas.

Time passed by minute by second again.

Soon, when the sixth minute was reached, everyone started beating again, and the beating time this time was obviously longer than the previous times, lasting half a minute.

It was as if everyone was possessed, suddenly and inexplicably dancing together.

If this place wasn't this weird grassland, their movements would be like people on the grassland singing and dancing.

"It's over, it's over, I have a hunch that once the time is up, we won't be able to stop!" Fatty Wang panicked and kept stamping his feet, but he just couldn't think of a good way.

"It must be related to that dream. Have you noticed that our movements are all the same as that of the shaman in the dream? If my guess is correct, when the time comes, we will start dancing like the shaman! "Li Duoduo said!

"Damn, it's so evil. A dream can control us. This is definitely witchcraft!" Fatty Wang cursed!

Team Zhang and the others didn’t recruit any more.

It's okay to let them go into battle to kill the enemy, but to let them deal with witchcraft, they really don't understand it at all.

Ye Cheng frowned, "In shamanism, there is indeed a saying of inviting gods, summoning gods or wild immortals to enter people's bodies and control their behavior!"

"So, we are also possessed by wild immortals?" Fatty Wang looked at himself here and there.

I usually just treat this thing as a story and don't pay much attention to it.

But it's different now. This is actually happening to them. It's impossible to believe it or not.

"How about we do a farewell dance and send them off!"

"But who would?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Shamans have countless things like this,

They have only seen it in movies or TV series, but have never been exposed to it. They really don’t know how to do this.

Ye Cheng said: "Even if the shaman summons the wild immortals countless times, it only takes a short time. It will never be like you, intermittently, and it takes little by little!"

"Well, maybe it's because they cast the spell too early, a generation apart, so they're so embarrassed!" Fatty Wang is still here looking for excuses.

Ye Cheng shook his head, "I told you about the curse before. This may be a curse left by the shaman, but the curse can have a certain impact on people, but it is absolutely impossible to control a person's words and deeds. so easy!"

"In my opinion, curses can affect people's spirit, but they can never have a direct impact on people!"

Ye Cheng has been exposed to a lot of magic, and he has also been cursed by Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, so he basically has an intuitive understanding of magic.

Although this thing is mysterious, it is not omnipotent.

Ordinary techniques can only play a supporting role.

"Then, what's going on? We are...finished, and here we are again!"

Before Fatty Wang finished speaking, several people started jumping up.

This time the jump was longer, lasting about forty seconds.

When everyone stopped, their expressions were extremely ugly.

Because after another twenty seconds, they'll keep jumping, and then maybe for fifty seconds, and finally, after ten seconds of rest, they'll keep jumping until they keep jumping.

"Brother, little brother, think of a way quickly, I can't hold it anymore!" Fatty Wang was anxious.

This was one of the few times he was so worried.

This situation is really too weird. I can't control my body. This feeling is not too bad.

Ye Cheng frowned as he carefully thought about everything yesterday.

Everything since they got here.

It seems that the only difference between me and them is that I didn't have that dream.

Isn't it really that dream?

But are shamans really that powerful?

After being dead for thousands of years, you can still control people who enter here through a dream?

This is simply outrageous. If the shaman was really that powerful, wouldn’t he be invincible?

Emperors of all ages probably could not escape their control.

There must be something wrong somewhere and I just didn't notice it.

definitely is.

But what exactly went wrong?

Feng Bai racked his brains, rapidly recirculating everything that happened yesterday in his mind.

"It's over. If you start jumping now, you won't be able to stop jumping. Otherwise, you will be exhausted."

"Is this shamanism so powerful? I want to join it, and I want to learn it. When I learn it, hey, can I do whatever I want?"

"Are you hey?"

"Oh, I'm so worried for them. Let's find a solution quickly."

"It seems that Ye Shen has nothing to do!"

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Not only are they anxious, but even netizens are anxious.

Such a strange situation makes people both curious and nervous.

Wang Yan and the others were also anxious, and some people were still thankful that they had not followed, otherwise, they would be the ones dancing with them now.

Twenty seconds passed quickly, and sure enough, several people started jumping again, this time for fifty seconds.

Rest for ten seconds and then start jumping again.

This time it was one minute, and then everyone never stopped and kept beating. Their movements were too similar to those of the dancing masters.

Even if no one teaches them, they can still perform this set of movements skillfully.

At present, all they have to do is not sing the songs of dancing masters. If they are given a Wenwang drum, they can become professional dancing masters.

"It's over, little brother, if I can't stop and there are still bullets in the gun, just shoot me and kill me!" Fatty Wang shouted depressedly while jumping.

Li Duoduo worried: "If we can't stop, we will all be exhausted in the end!"

Everyone was jumping and looking at Ye Cheng. Now, Ye Cheng is their only hope. If Ye Cheng can't think of any good way, maybe it's really over.

"What if I try to knock you out?"

Ye Cheng said!

"Yes, yes, yes, come on, come on, hit me first, hit me first, let me sleep a little longer, my dear, if I dream about that old witch again this time, I will go up and kill her!" "Fatty Wang said hurriedly!

This guy was on fire. He had seen that guy dancing the Great God in his dream before, but he didn't feel anything. If he could dream about it again this time, he would go in and beat that guy up to vent his anger.

"Okay!" Ye Cheng walked up to Fatty Wang and stabbed him on the back of Fatty Wang's neck.

Fatty Wang suddenly rolled his eyes, fainted and fell to the ground.

His movements finally stopped.

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