The Transaction of All Realms Starting from Douluo

The world of ghosts blowing out lanterns, the ancient tombs of the Kingdom of Jin.

After putting on the equipment, everyone began to build the tomb in large numbers.

The area of ​​the tomb is small, at most square meters square, and it seems to be designed according to the living people's house, with a main room, a back room, and two side rooms.The place where we came in happened to be an ear room, and the coffin of the owner of the tomb was parked in the center of the main room.

There was no tomb bed, and a shallow pit was dug in the middle of the main room. The dark coffin was placed in the pit, with half of it exposed. This is a tomb within a tomb.

There are several skeletons piled up in the corner of the main room. The skulls are dented and cracked, and there are obvious signs of being struck by blunt instruments. They may have been prisoners used for burial or wives, concubines, and servants.

None of the four had any interest in these corpses, especially when Yingzi saw that the corpses looked like they would get up and eat people.

Lin Chen took pictures of the four walls with a flashlight, and immediately, a series of relatively exquisite murals appeared in front of the four of them.

The characters in the painting have simple and lifelike appearances. Despite the passage of time, the colors are still bright, but as the flowing air enters the tomb, these murals will fade in a short time.

After looking at the murals a few more times, the four of them wandered around the tomb to see if they could get something valuable.

However, the two ear chambers are filled with porcelain pots and basins, and the back chamber contains four horse bones and some armors and weapons, but there is nothing extra.

In desperation, the few people could only focus on the coffin in the middle of the tomb.

After all, the entire tomb has been seen, and there are no valuable burial objects, so I can only focus on the coffin.

The coffin of the owner of the tomb is not small. It is made of mahogany and black lacquer, with golden patterns painted on it. The color and shape are very strange. This should be related to the national totem of the Jurchen tribe.

Hu Bayi reached out and patted the coffin, then felt that there was no mechanism or anything like that.

He took out his engineering shovel and inserted it directly along the crack in the coffin.

Lin Chen and Fatty also took out their engineering shovels and inserted them in to help Hu Bayi.

With the joint efforts of the three of them, the coffin made a rattling sound, and then the gap between the coffin gradually became wider.

After changing positions, the three of them raised the nails on the coffin one by one.

The tomb is very dry, the walls of the tomb are very waterproof, and the glazed tiles on the head do not leak water. In addition, most of the rainwater from the Savage Ditch has been absorbed by the fallen leaves, so there is a lot of dust in the coffin.

Thanks to Yanzi for getting them some gas masks, otherwise Fatty and Hu Bayi would probably be stunned.

The fat man wanted to push open the lid of the coffin.

But Hu Bayi fooled him a few words, saying that there would be monsters and ghosts inside the coffin.

Not to mention, Fatty was really fooled by Hu Bayi and retracted his hand that was already on the coffin lid.

When the fat man went down to the tomb, he asked Hu Bayi many times if there were any monsters or ghosts in the tomb.

Now hearing Hu Bayi's flickering, Fatty really believed it a little bit.

The fat man was a little better, but Yingzi asked tremblingly: "Brother Hu, are you talking nonsense? You can't joke around in this tomb."

Lin Chen smiled, walked straight forward and pushed the lid of the coffin away.

Lin Chen didn't push the coffin lid to the ground, he just pushed it halfway and carried it on it.

After all, if you push it away, it won't be easy to clean up after a while.

A tall male corpse lay inside. The water in his corpse had evaporated, leaving only the dry purple skin covering the bones. After nearly a thousand years, it was relatively well preserved, like the one unearthed from Mawangdui, Hunan. The wet corpse is extremely rare, unique in a thousand miles. Although the facial features are collapsed and the eyes and nose have turned into black hollows, the face is still vaguely identifiable. He is about forty or fifty years old. He wears a crown facing the sky and wears red jewelry. Wearing a blue-edged gold silk embroidered robe, wearing cloud-stepping boots, he put his hands on his chest.

Generally speaking, this person is a short-lived person who died in his forties or fifties. No matter in which era, he is a short-lived person.

Lin Chen shook his head, and then said: "The owner of this tomb is quite handsome, but handsomeness is of no use, he is just a short-lived ghost."

Hu Bayi swallowed. Although he had seen a lot of dead people, it was his first time to go to a grave and dig up corpses. He found it a bit exciting.

With his heart pounding, Hu Bayi clasped his hands together and bowed three times to the ancient corpse in the coffin: "We are short of food and clothing, so we have no choice but to borrow a few pieces of domestic goods in exchange for some small money. Don't blame me for offending you. Anyway, you should have gone to heaven long ago." , go to the ground when you need to, go wherever you need to go. Dust to dust, dust to dust, money and jewelry are all external things. If you don't bring them with you in life, you won't take them with you in death. It's of no use if you leave these belongings. We Thieves have their ways. After taking it away, most of it will be used to build bridges and pave roads to improve people's lives. Learn from a good example, be clear about love and hate, never forget your roots, and stand firm."

"........."

Before Hu Bayi could speak, Lin Chen said, "Ahem, old Hu, you're probably a college student, right? Your eloquence is quite good."

Lin Chen didn't say it casually, what Hu Bayi said, Nima really couldn't make it up without any culture.

Hu Bayi smiled awkwardly. Most of these words were in the half of the book passed down by his ancestors, but he just changed the version.

Lin Chen teased Hu Bayi, and then began to check the funeral objects in the coffin.

There are some porcelains inside that are not very exquisite, some porcelains are better, with exquisite pictures on them, and some porcelains are just smooth porcelain bottles.

But Lin Chen knew that no matter whether these things had pictures or pictures, they still had value. After all, these were antiques passed down thousands of years ago.

Lin Chen directly put all the porcelain bottles in the coffin into his storage ring, and then continued to look at other things inside.

"Lin Chen, what are you doing with these rotten bottles and cans? These things are worthless."

The fat man looked at Lin Chen with disgust, saying that he was a piece of shit and didn't care about money.

Lin Chen smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, we will share the money together when the time comes. You have to know that the porcelain bottles placed in the coffin are not the pottery pots buried outside. Those pottery pots are not valuable, but these porcelain bottles are not It’s the same. If you’re lucky, if you meet someone you like, a porcelain vase can cost thousands of dollars.”

Lin Chen was right. Porcelain is the antique that is least likely to depreciate, and it is also the easiest antique to depreciate.

If it is well preserved, the price will be the same, and as time goes by, the price will only increase.

But as long as you wait a little bit, the price will plummet several times and dozens of times in an instant.

Although the porcelain in the coffin is not the best, it is well preserved, and the price will definitely not be low.

Fatty didn't care too much, anyway, he just felt that this thing was not very valuable, and the money would definitely not be much.

As a result, apart from some porcelain, the only valuable things in the coffin were the two pieces of jade in the hands of the corpse.

Lin Chen didn't do everything right. Just like Hu Bayi said, he left a few porcelain vases without pictures for the tomb owner.

But Lin Chen knew that after a while these porcelain vases would become his own again.

Because Lin Chen wasted a little time picking and collecting the porcelain vases, when they were about to put back the lid of the coffin, the candles in the corner had already been extinguished.

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