Live Treasure Hunter In The Secret Realm

Chapter 122 Don’t Believe in Gods, Believe in Ghosts and Gods?

Even with the knowledge of system transmission, I honestly can’t recognize what this is. But he had a faint hunch in his heart that this jade medal must be related to the owner of the tomb.

It may even be the piece mentioned in the inscription.

But what makes people horrifying is that the cold rut is very sure that he has never taken this jade medal with Ben in the tomb, and has never even seen it.

But after leaving the tomb, how did this jade medal appear in his pocket?

“Housekeeper Yang Wudi: Anchor, what are you holding in your hand?”

When Hanzhe was in doubt, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly saw the jade card in Hanzhe’s hand, so he asked in doubt.

Glancing at the barrage, the cold rut also recovered, and then he didn’t explain anything, but directly zoomed in on the screen, and at the same time put the jade medal in his hand in front of the audience.

For a while, the audience in the live broadcast room craned their necks to look forward, and after seeing the jade card in Hanzhe’s hand, the audience was no longer calm.

“This is? This isn’t the jade medal mentioned in the tomb inscription, is it!”

“I’ll go! Anchor, you are not kind! Didn’t you say that you didn’t find the jade medal?”

“666, the anchor is so fast! When did you get it?”

“I really didn’t get it.” The audience was all talking about when they thought Hanzhe was when they found the jade card, but Hanzhe suddenly said in a daze.

With just a word, the audience in the live broadcast room became quiet. Immediately afterwards, he swallowed and said seriously: “Brothers, don’t believe me, I’m serious. I’m sure I didn’t find this jade medal in the tomb, and I didn’t even look at it. I’ve been here. You’ve seen it from the beginning to the end of this live broadcast, and you know I didn’t find it.”

The words of the cold track caused the live room to fall into dead silence, and coupled with the cold and serious expression, the audience in the live room couldn’t help feeling eerie and horrible.

“Anchor, you didn’t find the jade medal? What about this jade medal?”

“Could it be… Fuck!”

All of a sudden, the audience in the live broadcast room had an unknown premonition. At the same time, Hanzhe also felt very strange.

He was very sure, let alone finding a jade medal, he hadn’t even seen it before. But this jade medal is so real, how did it appear in his pocket.

The night became a bit cold, and a cold mountain breeze passed by, and the cold rut felt as if someone was touching the back of his neck, and the cold sweat couldn’t stop flowing down.

“Anchor, did you fall into your pocket when you escaped from the tomb?”

“Anchor, take a closer look. Is this jade medallion an ordinary funerary? Isn’t it the jade medal mentioned in the lettering?”

Seeing the audience’s suggestion, Hanzhe suppressed the fear in his heart, and again took the jade medal and placed it under the bright light of the flashlight to check it carefully. Unfortunately, after inspection, it was found that the front and back of this jade plaque were indeed only engraved with the unicorn ghost head and the Chinese character “Jing”.

Seeing this, Hanzhe shook his head and said, “Don’t guess, I just thought it might be an ordinary funerary, but it’s obviously not. You know, Li Tang’s jade plaque, jade pendant, etc., are actually There are grades, and can even be used to shine through the identity. In Li Tang’s tomb, a jade plate can often identify the identity of the owner of the tomb.”

“Like the ranks of Hou Junji and Li Chengqian, even if they wear jade pendants, they will only have white fish and dragon patterns. This is exclusive to Li Tang, just like Emperor Taizong’s white fish and dragon clothes, it symbolizes the glory of imperial power. Yulong jade pendants are usually rewards used by Emperor Taizong to honor officials.”

“But when you look at this jade plate, the endorsement has only one Beijing character, and the front is a one-horned ghost head. To be honest, I have carefully thought about the history of the Tang Dynasty for this kind of decoration, and I have not found any relevant records. So I Dare to conclude that this jade medallion is definitely not an ordinary funerary. It is possible that it is really the one mentioned in the inscription…”

Speaking of this, Hanzhe couldn’t help but fall into contemplation. Then he muttered to himself: “But the more this is the case, the stranger I feel. You have seen it in the tomb. I have searched carefully, and even Li Chengqian’s nine orifices are not in it. If I really get the jade medal, Would I not know?”

“But if I didn’t take it, when did this jade medal appear in my pocket?”

Hanzhe’s explanation not only did not relieve the audience in the live broadcast room, but it also aroused the audience’s fear. Even across the screen, the audience feels creepy.

“Stop talking about the anchor, I’m scared!”

“Hiss~ It’s not really a ghost! This TM is too scary!”

“Upstairs, don’t say it is really possible. There are even 犼 and zongzi, let alone a ghost!”

“Anchor, will this jade medal be a reward for you from Fengmen Village?”

He does not mean that.

Although it was the audience’s fearful speech in the barrage, he was awakened by a single word in his ears.

Yes! It is really possible!

For a moment, the cold thoughts were flying, and suddenly I remembered the mass graves in the tomb. The people of Fengmen Village have been buried there for thousands of years, just to solidify this tomb.

Now that he killed Heiyan and burned the tomb, would it indirectly liberate the mass graves in Fengmen Village?

Thinking deeper, Hou Junji’s corpse was used to suppress Li Chengqian. Now that Li Chengqian’s corpse crisis has been lifted, could it be Hou Junji helping him?

Hou Junji can use his body to suppress Li Chengqian, so is he really a rebel?

Thinking of this, Hanzhe was shocked. Is it true that there are ghosts and gods rewarding him in the dark? But if it wasn’t, how could the jade medal that suddenly appeared in his pocket explain it?

Don’t worship the gods but worship the ghosts…

Suddenly, for some reason, Hanzhe remembered this proverb that had been circulating in Fengmen Village for nearly a thousand years.

After swallowing, he turned around and looked at the collapsed plain in the distance. There, the pitch-black crater occasionally made a vibration or two. But under the shining of the moonlight, Hanzhe always felt that some figure seemed to stare at him.