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Chapter 295: The Black Coffin in Siberia


Tatyana looked at Chu Wangxian with blue eyes.

This Chinese man has a steady breath, clear eyes, and a faint temperament that is beyond mortals.

After seeing Chu Wangxian walk in and talk a few words, she soon heard the team leader professor calling her name.

"He can only speak a few words of Russian, Tatyana, you can help translate it."

The leader, Professor Yukov, shrugged helplessly.

He was very curious about this Chinese man, but unfortunately he didn't understand the language.

"You can't speak Russian?"

"It's just a little bit, it's okay to say hello, it's troublesome to talk, do you know Chinese?"

Chu Wangxian replied in Chinese.

If he fully inherits the memories of his previous life, he will be able to speak not only Russian, but also hundreds of languages in the world.

But Chu Wangxian's head was groggy now, and he needed time to digest the memories of his previous life, he just wanted to sleep.

"Why are you so good here?

Aren't you cold in such a cold weather, even wearing only single clothes?

” "It's just practice."

Chu Wangxian said briefly, but Tatyana pouted and didn't believe it.

Tatyana's grandfather had been to Huaxia and had studied Chinese, and she used jerky Chinese to communicate with Chu Wangxian.

"He is a cultivator from Huaxia and asked us if we could go south together."

Tatyana introduced Chu Wangxian like this.

Practitioners?

For Chinese kung fu, these Luo Guo expedition members also know a little about it, and they have seen it in movies at most.

Flying away, Edgeworth kills.

Looking at Chu Wangxian's figure again, Luo Guo advocates the tiger's back and bear's waist.

With Chu Wangxian's normal figure, it is unbelievable that he can practice at a low temperature of minus 30 degrees, but it is also admirable.

Although they didn't understand it very well, the Mao Zi adhered to the usual rough lines, and gave a thumbs up one after another, praising Chu Wangxian.

Chinese Kung Fu, NO1 Some people even took out vodka and invited Chu Wangxian to taste it together.

Luo people are good drinkers, the average life expectancy is more than 60 years old, and drinking too much is the first cause of death, which also leads to more men and fewer women, and the proportion is out of balance.

Soon the husky let out a screech and pulled the sled and skated quickly on the ice.

"Chu Wangxian, where are you going?"

"I'll go where you go."

After getting on the sleigh, Chu Wangxian quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sleigh.

Tatyana didn't ask anything, stuck out her tongue, helpless.

This place is close to the polar regions, day and night rotate, and the days of this half year are exceptionally short.

As night soon approached, the huskies howled, the tents were erected, and the team quickly hid in the tents and used kerosene stoves to make fires.

In front of the kerosene lamp in a tent, three members of the Luo expedition were surrounding a black coffin.

The team leader, Professor Yukov, as well as Tatyana and Mikhail, who is almost two meters tall.

"The biggest discovery of our expedition is this black coffin."

The three of them looked at the black coffin, swallowing nervously.

They made a geological expedition and found this black coffin in the depths of a glacier, and they could not explain why there was such a black coffin in the depths of the Siberian glacier.

I can only vaguely feel that this black coffin was deliberately placed in the glacier.

There is a point of nervousness, but also a point of expectation, looking at the pattern on the black coffin, which belongs to a very ancient Roman script.

Professor Yukov identified it as the script of the Eastern Roman Empire.

Did the Eastern Roman Empire ever penetrate deep into Siberia?

The two are not compatible, and no one can live on the Siberian glaciers except the Eskimos.

"I'll open it!"

There was no way to guess, Mikhail, who was holding a crowbar and inserting it into the gap in the black coffin, using both hands and feet.

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Bang bang bang!

The crunch sound sounded, and it was particularly conspicuous in the silent night.

Tatyana's hands were sweating, pinching nervously, and suddenly there was a sound.

"If you open this black coffin, you will die a terrible death."

The three of them turned around suddenly, but they saw Chu Wangxian appear behind them at some point, and he spoke fluent Russian.

"Do you know Russian?"

"Yes!"

Chu Wangxian nodded.

After a good night's sleep, he had awakened and mastered the skills of the Russian language.

"You're lying to us, you've blended into the team, what's the secret?

Is it for this black coffin?

Professor Yukov's eyes widened.

Chu Wangxian raised his right hand, and a flame ignited in his hand.

"Get out of the way!"

This scene frightened the three of them back again and again, starting a fire out of thin air, they had never seen such a terrifying ability.

"You, you're a magician?"

Chu Wangxian didn't care, he pressed the flame on the coffin, and the flame spread like oil, burning over the surface of the black coffin.

With a crackling sound, the flames finally burned away the wood covering the outside of the black coffin, revealing the metal surface.

Professor Yukov made his face pale with fright, this is not a movie.

Chu Wangxian slapped his right hand, and the black sawdust fell, revealing the full picture of the golden coffin.

He glanced at it, frowned, and said: "This is the curse of Justinian I, and for your sake, I advise you not to open it."

Chu Wangxian said indifferently, now he has inherited the memories of his previous life, and he already knows what kind of existence this black coffin is.

The last time this black coffin was opened, hundreds of millions of people died.

Until now, in the history of various countries, and even in textbooks, the cataclysm brought about by the black coffin is recorded.

"You mean, fifteen hundred years, the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire, Justinian I?"

Professor Yukov chewed Chu Wangxian's words, looking up and down at the black coffin, he couldn't quite understand.

Justinian I he knew.

He was the emperor of the Eastern Roman Empire in the fifth century AD and is known as the last great Roman emperor.

The Roman Empire, which was on par with the Han Empire, collapsed, and the Western Roman Empire was occupied by barbarians, just like the Wuhu Rebellion.

The Eastern Roman Empire survived, just like the Eastern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, which had only half of the country, and existed for thousands of years.

"Huaxia people, do you know the secret of this black coffin?

Who are you?

Professor Yukov asked one after another.

"A person passing by, who just doesn't want to see you die."

Chu Wangxian said simply.

In his mouth, there is still a taste of vodka.

Although Chu Wangxian didn't have much interest in foreign affairs, he was willing to do it by the way to save people.

"What happens when you open it?"

Tatyana asked, pouting.

"It's a long story, would you be interested in hearing one?"

Chu Wangxian's subdued voice came.

"Six hundred years ago, on the Crimean peninsula on the Black Sea, in one place, addition."

Addition is not an addition of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, but a colonial city.

"It is the Crimean crisis that is now in the international news, and your country is making a lot of noise.

In the city of Jiafa that year, there were the troops of the Eastern Roman Empire and the merchants of Italy. ” Chu Wangxian began to narrate, in front of the kerosene lamp, it seemed a little terrifying.

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They could even faintly hear the whining of a baby in the black coffin, which frightened them into clenching their hands and sweating down their backs.