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

The first two pieces fell into the hands of bronze man Zhang and Hu Laoyan respectively, and the rest of the people were tense and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

They all came on the back of the dragon.

Who wants to go out empty-handed like this?

The moment the long brocade scarf was pulled away, more than a dozen pairs of eyes swept over it all at once.

Being stared at by so many eyes, even Zhang Laojiu felt oppressed.

"what is that?"

"charcoal?"

"Weird texture, never seen before."

"Master Liu, you are best at playing with such weird things, can you recognize it?"

The long scarf was removed, and what was surprising was that what was placed on the square-patterned gold and jade plate was a palm-sized, dark and deep object.

For a while, seven or eight people on the second floor watched for a long time, but none of them recognized it.

"It's Yinzi's coffin!"

at last.

A low hoarse voice broke the silence.

At the same time, those voices of controversy and curiosity were instantly suppressed.

In the tea room next door, Chen Yao, who was holding a teacup, couldn't help but move his eyes when he heard that assertion.

This piece of charred black wood, as if struck by fire and lightning, was indeed cut from the cellar coffin by him.

He just didn't expect that someone really knew it.

You must know that the eucalyptus wood can almost be called a natural wonder, and it is rare to see it once in a thousand years.

Among the three demon coffins, it is undoubtedly the most astonishing one.

And it is still made from the core of the ten thousand-year-old cellar tree.

At least it can last until the Xia and Shang Dynasties.

In the whole world, I am afraid it will be difficult to find such an astonishing Xingzi coffin.

Follow the sound and look towards the third floor.

Chen Yao's gaze finally fell on the thin old man with a dry face and a cane.

If I remember correctly.

Previously, everyone called him Mr. Meng.

Looking at his seat, it is also the frontmost one among the four tables on the third floor.

In Luoyang City, he can be regarded as the leader of the fight.

No wonder it can be recognized at a glance. This vision and insight alone are not comparable to other people.

"Xingzi coffin?"

"Bronze outer coffin, cellar coffin, don't get close if you don't have a hard character."

"God, is there really such a strange thing?"

"Didn't it mean that this kind of tree has been extinct for a long time, and it can be seen today?"

Everyone in the building seemed to be extremely convinced by Mr. Meng.

See him at a glance.

There was a deep shock in the expressions.

"Zhang Laojiu, I want this coffin, but you have to tell the old man a word."

Third Master Meng coughed lightly.

The girl next to him immediately helped him up from the seat.

Holding a cane, he strolled to the railing. Like a sick tiger, Meng Sanye leaned over and lowered his head, with a pair of cloudy eyes, fixedly staring at Zhang Laojiu downstairs.

"This... Third Master, if you have something to ask directly, as long as I know, I will know everything."

Facing the old man, Zhang Laojiu bowed his head, his face full of pressure.

"Where did you get this cellar coffin?"

"This……"

When Zhang Laojiu heard this, his expression turned ugly.

Not to mention, he didn't know where Chen Yao got these artifacts.

Asking about the Lama's information in this way is considered a taboo in the Dao Dou Xing Jianghu, breaking the rules.

"The coffin of Xingzi is only a few million at most. It is too small and not as magical as it is said in the legend. I will give you 4000 million, and the rest is money for buying news."

Mr. Meng is such a fine person, he ate more salt than everyone in the building had eaten rice.

Zhang Laojiu's embarrassment can be seen at a glance.

Throwing out the conditions directly blocked his next steps.

"Third Lord..."

There was a flash of struggle in Zhang Laojiu's eyes.

3000 million to buy a message.

This offer was really hard for him to refuse.

However, thinking about Chen Yao's reminder when he came, the struggle finally turned into bitterness.

Arching his hands, Zhang Laojiu gave a wry smile.

"Master Meng, in front of your old man, I dare not hide anything. Today's dragon backs were entrusted to Zhang by a friend. He told him not to leak any information."

"So, please forgive me for not revealing."

Hear this.

Everyone who was suppressed by Mr. Meng's aura and didn't even dare to breathe too much, their faces were full of disbelief, and they could even hear the beating of their hearts under their chests.

Inverted in Luoyang City.

Anyone else dare to reject Mr. Meng?

"That's really a pity."

"The last time I saw Xingzi's coffin was six or seventy years ago."

"If there is a chance, I would like to meet your friend. It's a good way."

Chapter 75 Your price is not enough

hoarse voice.

It seems that there is a dusty past that has been buried for a long time.

It's a pity that the third master Meng just tasted it and didn't say much.

Standing on the high platform, Zhang Laojiu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After those words were spoken just now, he was even ready to be kicked out.

After all, this person is the one who stands at the pinnacle of Luoyang Dao Dou Xing.

During the 170 years of the Meng family, in his hands, the four generations were all ruthless people who hunted for gold, stole bones, and ate the dead.

At its peak, it almost monopolized the local goods business in Luoyang.

Everyone has to look up at the Meng family's breath and have a bite of food.

At that time, there was no such thing as the Su family, the Liu family, or the Wu family. They all worked for the Meng family.

It's just that after the family fortune fell, those few families had the opportunity to escape and leave, set up their own family, and made some famous names.

But even so, after a hundred years, even if the three families joined hands, it would be difficult for them to break arms with the Meng family.

It's a good way to get Mr. Meng to mention a word.

That is almost equal to reaching the sky in one step.

That is to say, Zhang Laojiu forcibly held back, otherwise if these words fell on him, even if he cultivated himself for many years, he might not be able to hold on.

"Third Master, I will definitely bring this to you."

Zhang Laojiu still had a wry smile on his face.

Others flocked to it and couldn't find it, but Chen Yao abandoned it like a pair of shoes.

This middle gap.

really……

It's frustrating.

"Okay, let's take out the last thing. The old man is too old to stay up late, so he has to go back and rest after finishing watching."

Holding his crutch, Mr. Meng gently slammed it down on the ground.

heard.

How dare Zhang Laojiu delay.

He bowed and nodded.

only……

But he didn't uncover the brocade scarf on the last gold-patterned jade plate, but clapped his hands.

next moment.

There was a dull sound of thumping.

Came from outside.

It seemed that something extremely heavy was being carried in from outside.

Everyone's minds were attracted at once.

Even Mr. Meng on the third floor squinted his eyes and looked out of the gate.

"This movement, I'm afraid it didn't come back with a bronze tripod?"

"That's not an ordinary thing. Even if it's Mr. Meng, he wouldn't dare to do that in Luoyang City, would he?"

"Bronze lamps, bronze mirrors, I suspect they are really heavy items."

Those on the second floor argued in a low voice.

thump~

at last.

The originally closed door was pushed open again.

Everyone in the moving gold building held their breath and looked at the door intently.

"This is……"

"Why is it so big?"

"Looks like a jade screen?"

The gate was pushed inward, and everyone saw six or seven guys at a glance, holding a stone screen more than two meters high together.

Move carefully.

I'm afraid that if I bump into it, it will damage even a little bit.

The crystal glass light above the head shone on the stone screen, as clear as jade, with a fascinating luster.

All the people present here are veterans who have been in the Dao Dou industry, or in other words, the antique industry for many years.

The value of that emerald stone screen can be judged at a glance.

"It's really a stone screen, without any trace of carving, it's really rare to see."