Tomb Raider Live: Beginning Cao Cao's 72 Suspected Tombs

Seeing the two, the two guys who were guarding the door immediately stretched out their hands and pushed the door open.

A heavy sense of history suddenly rushed over.

Different from the outside, the hall is brightly lit, and a high platform can be vaguely seen on the water-polished green brick ground, which can be seen from the light.

Zhang Laojiu just nodded.

Then he stretched out his hand and invited Chen Yao to enter.

After entering the building, Chen Yao discovered that there was something even more hidden in it.

There are three floors in total.

As far as the eye can see, even if it is him, he can't help being a little startled.

This wooden building, dubbed the "Moanjin Building" by people in the Luoyang Daodou industry, uses old objects without exception.

Even the lamp hanging overhead.

Chen Yao casually glanced at it, and it was also something from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Jade glass, because it is fragile, is the most difficult to preserve.

This lamp can be kept from that era to today. Thinking about it, you know how difficult it is, and how amazing its value is.

There are three floors up and down.

Just put some tables and chairs.

But Chen Yao quickly noticed the trick.

The tables and chairs used on the first floor are all made of mahogany, dated around the late Qing Dynasty, and there are about twelve or thirteen of them, all of which are in complete sets.

The second floor uses huanghuali.

Probably only six or seven.

When he reached the third floor, it was very easy to see clearly with his eyesight.

There were only four tables and chairs in total.

Under the light, it shone a deep purple.

Precious and atmospheric.

"Small-leaf rosewood."

And they are all old items from the Ming Dynasty.

Just a table is worth tens or even nearly a million.

It's no wonder that this place attracts people from the entire Luoyang Daodou and Antique Shops.

This background is really shocking.

Chen Yao's eyes fell on the four tables and chairs on the third floor, and he couldn't help wondering who would be eligible to be invited to the third floor today.

"Brother Chen, find a place to sit casually, I have to make some arrangements."

Zhang Laojiu looked down at his watch, and it seemed that the time was coming, so he whispered something to Chen Yao.

"Brother Zhang can do things by himself, don't worry about me."

Chen Yao nodded.

In fact, he can probably guess it.

Zhang Laojiu's status in the territory of Luoyang City should not be high or low, and he can talk to those big shots, but he can't really enter that circle.

Today, speaking of it, Chen Yao gave him a chance.

A chance to show your face and make a name for yourself.

It has been almost two years since there was such a collection feast as Qianjin Building.

If he can really get out of the dragon's back of the Yatang this time, he doesn't need more, one is enough, then Zhang Laojiu's status in Luoyang's land boundary will also rise.

For someone like him, making money is secondary.

That's why he was so enthusiastic and busy.

During the day, Chen Yao was arranged to rest at home by him, but Zhang Laojiu was busy making arrangements.

Not everyone is qualified to hire the Daofangyuan.

After all, there are too many things that you can't do with money.

What is needed more is personal connections.

"it is good!"

Zhang Laojiu rubbed his hands, turned around and left quickly.

There was excitement and anticipation in those eyes.

It is completely different from the image of selling artifacts on the street in the antique street outside the old city during the day, with a fierce and ruthless face.

Wait for him to go.

In the huge building, only Chen Yao was left.

He walked to the high platform in the middle of the lobby with his hands behind his back.

The light from the crystal glass lamp above the head hits the center of the table, making it as transparent as daylight.

Even if you are sitting in a remote corner, you can see the utensils on the booth at a glance.

stand there.

Watched quietly for a moment.

In a daze.

Chen Yao seemed to see that all the surrounding scenes began to change from brilliant colors to grayish white, and countless figures appeared on the stage one after another, and then quickly disappeared.

It's like watching an old fashioned silent movie.

The figure keeps changing.

Their clothing and hair styles are also constantly changing.

From the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China and beyond.

The only thing that remains the same is this ancient building and the aura exuded from them.

Chen Yao is very familiar with it.

In Zhang Laojiu and even in himself.

He suddenly understood that what he saw was the changes of Luoyang City over the past 100 years.

at last.

He saw Zhang Laojiu.

However, the latter seemed a little green, with no ferocity in his eyes, no stubble on his chin, suits and leather shoes, and meticulously combed hair.

But I can only sit in the farthest corner of the lobby on the first floor, talking to people next to me with a smile from time to time.

There is no trace of his current composure, or how fierce and fierce Xiao Xiao is.

dong dong dong~

Just when he was immersed in that weird scene.

Suddenly there was a sound of thumping footsteps.

From far to near.

Chen Yao frowned, and in an instant, everything he saw in his sight shattered like bubbles, and the high platform in front of him was empty, with no one in sight.

Suppressing the strangeness in my heart.

Chen Yao turned around.

Although the door was closed to hide it, he still heard someone's voice clearly.

It's Zhang Laojiu.

He lowered his voice, even deliberately lowering his tone.

Chen Yao seemed to see him bowing his head and drooping his eyes, with a flattering expression on his face.

Try not to look so menacing.

Thinking of this, Chen Yao couldn't help feeling a little expectation in his heart.

Can Zhang Laojiu be so respectful, could this person be one of the few who are qualified to sit at the four tables on the third floor?

"Please."

soon.

With the voice of Zhang Laojiu.

The door was slowly pushed open.

Chen Yao, who was standing in front of the high platform, also looked up.

A pair of long legs as white as jade came into view at once!

Chapter 71 Femme fatale caged tiger

It was a woman of indeterminate age.

Say thirty.

She has a very beautiful oval face, with light makeup, bright eyes and white teeth, but she looks like a vixen when she frowns and smiles.

Saying 24 five also seems right.

Occasionally, there was a hint of a little girl's breath in his expression.

Always draw the attention of others.

Can't help but get addicted to it.

Wearing a close-fitting cheongsam, the perfect figure is undoubtedly displayed, and the sides are extremely high.

That's why when Chen Yao raised his eyes, the first thing he saw was not her beautiful face, but her pair of slender and fair legs.

"woman?"

Seeing her stepping over the threshold and entering the building, Chen Yao's heart couldn't help but move.

Standing in front of the stage just now, she didn't seem to be among the figures who were walking and leaving.

Then why, Zhang Laojiu would be so in awe of her.

Standing behind the woman, he bowed slightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not even daring to take a look.

The woman also didn't expect that there was already someone in the moving gold building.

A pair of beautiful eyes flew towards Chen Yao lightly.

Fall on him.

However, the trace of surprise in his expression was only fleeting.

dong dong dong~

soon.

There was another burst of low-pitched footsteps from behind.

It was as if a mountain was moving over the ground step by step.

Chen Yao's brows sank slightly, his eyes subconsciously passed over the beautiful woman, and looked towards the gate.

A strong man with a height of 1.9 meters followed closely behind the woman at the same pace. His face seemed calm, but there was a palpitating coldness in his eyes.

The clothes on his body could hardly cover it, the high bulge, like the muscle lines cast by molten iron.

It is different from Chen Yao.

No one can ignore the explosive power hidden under his figure.

The most amazing thing is far more than that.