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Chapter 911 The Sinner of History

Seeing that Zhang Wenqi was about to fall into the Sumeru Sea, Lin Tian could not wait to save him.

He took out the dragon claw hook, sprayed out a rope, and tied Zhang Wenqi's waist.

With a gentle tug, Zhang Wenqi was pulled back to the shore by Lin Tian.

Zhang Wenqi stood firmly on his feet and cast an unconvinced look at Lin Tian.

"Don't think that just because you do this, I will thank you.

You are trying to ruin my good deeds. I originally wanted to use your trick to wait for the clay lion to fall into the water and turn it into mud, so that it will no longer be able to do evil."

Lin Tian was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. He withdrew the dragon claw hook from Zhang Wenqi's waist, flicked it casually, and threw it behind Zhang Wenqi.

"boom!"

Zhang Wenqi didn't look very good, and he thought Lin Tian had attacked him and threatened him.

"Wow..."

Hearing the sound of gravel falling to the ground, he realized that the clay lion that he thought was troublesome to fight had been smashed to pieces by Lin Tian's strange weapon.

"Gululu..."

The clay lion's head rolled on the ground and rolled to Zhang Wenqi's feet. Zhang Wenqi was startled and jumped away, far away from it.

He had a psychological shadow on the clay lion and thought it would come back to life.

After dealing with the clay lion, Lin Tian ignored Zhang Wenqi and walked inside along the railing.

He mainly observed the remaining lion statues. If there were any strange phenomena like the clay lion just now, he could solve them on the spot.

Zhang Wenqi swallowed and looked at Lin Tian's back, feeling his face burning.

He was so focused on talking just now that he didn't feel the sneak attack from the clay lion. If Lin Tian had saved him later, his head would have been bitten off by the clay lion.

The eyes he looked at Lin Tian also became softer, and he always felt that his attitude towards Lin Tian was a little too much. Lin Tian had never done anything excessive to him.

Alas, to put it bluntly, he just couldn't control his jealousy.

Seeing Qin Zhanpeng's courteous behavior towards Lin Tian, ​​I felt that Qin Zhanpeng paid too much attention to Lin Tian, ​​and he felt that his status was taken away because of his outstanding performance.

Lin Tian discovered that the materials of these lion statues were different. Some were made of wood, some were metal, and some were clay lions like the one just now.

They have different shapes and shapes, and they are lifelike. The people who made this pagoda have very good craftsmanship.

When Lin Tian came up with his secrets and was about to smash them one by one, Zhang Wenqi noticed it and immediately stopped Lin Tian.

"Don't do it, brother! These are cultural relics and cannot be destroyed.

When we go out, we will report it to the country and it will definitely become a new tourist attraction in Tibetan areas.

Don't pay attention to these things that won't move. The workmanship is so exquisite that it must not be destroyed.

If we destroy cultural relics, we will be sinners of history."

Seeing Zhang Wenqi's nervous look, Lin Tian paused, but his vigilance against these statues did not relax.

Before Zhang Wenqi finished speaking, Lin Tian heard a "rustling" sound coming from a statue behind him.

Without saying anything, Lin Tian threw a dragon's claw hook over and smashed the wooden lion that rushed behind Zhang Wenqi into pieces.

"Wow..."

Zhang Wenqi stiffened and turned around to see the mess behind him, the wooden lion shattered into pieces.

"These statues are all machines and can attack people. I wonder if the museum will accept cultural relics that can attack people?"

Hearing Lin Tian's words, Zhang Wenqi sighed and said with some dejection: "Forget it, just treat what I just said as if I didn't say it."

Although Zhang Wenqi was heartbroken, he could only watch Lin Tian destroying all the lion statues without paying any attention to his actions.

He could only comfort himself in his mind that these statues were weapons for killing people, not ordinary cultural relics.

After handling the statue lion, Lintian looked at the Sumeru Sea in the middle and fell into deep thought.

After experiencing the fight with the clay lion just now, Zhang Wenqi found that his cultivation level had been suppressed and he became a little more wary of the things around him.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong with Xumihai. He took out a piece of memo paper from his pocket and threw it into Xumihai.

Seeing the note sinking quickly without a trace, Zhang Wenwu turned pale.

He said in a nagging voice: "Sumeru Sea cannot be touched.

Things sink when they fall in, and I don’t know why. If someone falls in, they will be dead."

As he said that, he glanced at Lin Tian, ​​with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

He remembered the scene just now when Lin Tian caught him in time to prevent him from falling into the Sumeru Sea.

He didn't know what was good or bad, and even talked about Lin Tian. Thinking about it, he felt ashamed.

However, if he was asked to say thank you to Lin Tian at this time, he would not be able to say it.

He rarely thanks people, especially when he had such a bad attitude towards Lin Tian just now. Apologizing suddenly made him feel like he was being degraded.

Zhang Wenqi cleared his throat, pointed to the pillars in the Sumeru Sea, and said: "Look, there is Mount Sumeru in the middle. If we want to go up to the upper level, we must go to the other side of Mount Sumeru, and climb up from Mount Sumeru to

The Buddhist palace on the upper floor.

However, this Sumeru Sea cannot be touched, so how to get across is a problem."

"What's on Mount Sumeru?"

After hearing Lin Tian's question, Zhang Wenwu became interested.

"I know this.

Rumor has it that there are four heavenly kings living on Mount Sumeru. They are respectively the Heavenly King of Control, the Heavenly King of Growth, the Heavenly King of Guangmu and the Heavenly King of Guangwen.

Among them, one holds a pipa, one holds an umbrella, one holds a snake, and one holds a sword."

Lin Tian said coldly.

"Hopefully, we won't meet them here."

The corner of Zhang Wenqi's mouth twitched, and he had no way to refute Lin Tian's words.

"This must be a mechanism deliberately set up in the tower, just to prevent someone from coming and stealing the relics.

As long as we don't touch those relics, we should be fine."

Lin Tian secretly sighed, fearing that all the mechanisms would have been activated the moment they stepped into the tower.

Just when Zhang Wenqi was frowning, Lin Tian was not in a hurry, and another dragon claw hook appeared from nowhere.

Lin Tian handed the dragon claw hook to Zhang Wenqi.

"Take it, let me lend it to you, and return it to me when you get out."

Zhang Wenqi rubbed the dragon claw hook in his hand, then looked at the one in Lin Tian's hand and found that they were exactly the same.

He said in surprise: "What kind of weapon is this? It's weird."

This is the dragon claw hook that Jiang Mazi improved for Lin Tian. Several mechanisms have been added, one of which is the function of grabbing and climbing.

Lin Tian did not explain too much about the origin of the dragon's claw hook to Zhang Wenqi, but demonstrated how to use the dragon's claw hook in front of him.

"Press here to release the rope, press here to grab and lock, and press here to retract the rope."

Before Zhang Wenqi could ask too many questions, Lin Tian made the move himself.

He aimed the dragon's claw hook at a higher position on Mount Sumeru, pressed the switch, and shot out a rope.

When the dragon's claws touched the pillar of Mount Sumeru, it suddenly grew, grabbed the pillar tightly and locked it.
Chapter completed!
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