Fusheng Chronicle

After returning home, Zhou Sheng Xiaozai carefully studied the piece of copper. Based on his experience, he could only tell that it was an ancient relic from the Western Zhou Dynasty.After all, nothing can be seen from this piece of copper alone, but the Qingdong Mansion that Miao Changfeng blurted out has no impression in Zhou Shengxiao's memory.

Fortunately, there is an ancient bronze vessel in Fusheng shop, and there is an old monster older than Zhou Shengxiao living in it, so he should know something about it.

The old bronze monster had been sleeping for many years, Zhou Shengxiao dared not wake it up rashly, so he had to find a thousand-year-old snake incense stick and burn it.He bought this thing from grave robbers with a lot of money, there are only five in total, because it can wake up the bronze monster, it is considered an extremely precious treasure, and one is used less.

Xu Yanbao looked at it and felt distressed, "This little powder of yours is worth an ancient vessel, and you still take the whole one and burn it, it's so cheap."

Zhou Shengxiao said lightly: "It's okay, just ask others."

The bronzing incense burner is washed with lake water and then dried at high temperature.After a series of tedious procedures, Zhou Sheng and Xiao Cai carefully placed the Snake Yanxiang wrapped in jade skin in it.

Xu Yanbao often smoked secretly, and Zhou Shengxiao found a lighter in the cabinet without any effort.It is still imported from Germany, and the ignition rate is quite good.

He casually lit the Snake Yan Incense, and threw the lighter to Xu Yanbao: "In the future, we should smoke less cigarettes."

The flames in the incense burner were flickering, flickering and extinguishing.The lavender smoke rises up like a dream, taking a deep breath, the whole person feels dizzy, as if inhaling □□, the whole body feels refreshed, as if in the clouds.

Xu Yanbao laughed at him as an old-timer, "I don't understand, smoking is the current trend. Don't fool me with the idea that it's bad for the lungs, I'm tired of hearing it."

In school, Xu Yanbao seemed to be an out-and-out bad boy, and he didn't know who led him to be bad.

Zhou Shengxiao took a puff of purple smoke, and then slowly exhaled it, with a somewhat sophisticated posture: "Smoking cigarettes is a bit too bad. Learn, and when you go out in the future, don't say that the people in my shop are so unqualified." .”

Xu Yanbao's eyes widened, "You have standards, and your whole family has standards!"

"You're right," Zhou Shengxiao said with a light smile, "My Zhou family has always been a well-known family, so the standards are naturally high."

Xu Yanbao was speechless, he could only stare at the purple smoke in the stove, took a puff, and said in surprise, "It's like smoking."

It's just that the choking smell of cigarettes is gone.

Zhou Shengxiao explained: "There was no such thing as cigarettes in the past, and all we smoked were incense burners."

"How come I've never heard of it?"

Zhou Shengxiao: "This censer smoke can only be smoked by famous families, because a precious spice, which is slightly inferior to snake incense, is priceless. Moreover, censer smoke is beneficial to the body and harmless, just like this priceless incense. The golden snake prolongs the incense, and one breath can prolong life."

Xu Yanbao hastily took a few more breaths, completely intoxicated by the feeling of being dizzy and forgetting everything.He said in a daze, "One sip can prolong your life, so wouldn't you become a fairy if you take a few more sips?"

"Hahaha, this little friend is really interesting."

An old and elderly voice exploded in the fusheng shop like thunder on the ground.

After entering the profession of the bronze monster, it is no longer like Boss Duan that only Zhou Shengxiao can hear him speak.If he likes it, I'm afraid people all over the country can hear his loud voice.

In an instant, She Yanxiang was shortened a lot.

"Children of the Zhou family, what are you calling me out this time?"

The bronze old monster has also been sleeping for thousands of years. He remembered that the last time he was awakened was when the kid from the Zhou family asked him for the art of death.

Now the stars have changed, and everything is no longer what it used to be.

Zhou Shengxiao arched his hands and said: "Senior Bronze, I got a piece of Western Zhou bronze plate a few days ago, engraved with the three characters of Qing Dongfu. I am not talented, so I have to ask you for help."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shengxiao held the copper piece in his palm and showed it to a bronze sword in front of him.

In the eyes of outsiders, this scene is indeed a bit funny.

Xu Yanbao was stunned, he only heard something from Zhou Shengxiao, but he didn't see a real person living in the antique.

The voice of the bronze old monster was a bit dignified, "Where did you get this copper piece?"

Zhou Shengxiao said: "A man in black gave it to me."

"That's true." The old bronze monster sighed, "It's fate and you can't escape. You are destined to have this calamity. This is a clue to an ancient tomb, which is related to your life."

Ordinary people must care about "existence", but Zhou Shengxiao only cares about "death".Just as he was about to ask something more, the snake Yanxiang was already on the verge of collapse and could not last long.

The bronze monster laughed loudly, and finally said: "It seems that you have no choice but to go down to this ancient tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty."

After the speech, the fragrance is broken.The room is lonely.

Xu Yanbao picked out his ears, "Did I sleepwalk just now?"

Zhou Shengxiao was stunned, then bent down to clean up the messy incense burners on the table.

In the next few days, Zhou Shengxiao asked Xu Yanbao to help him do some online shopping.

Xu Yanbao rolled his eyes, "What do you want to buy? Something unknown?"

Zhou Shengxiao handed over the list, which contained rows of neatly written lowercase letters, such as miner's lamps, Luoyang shovels, ropes, candles, and the like.

Xu Yanbao thought he was joking. Isn't this something from a novel, so he smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, are you planning to rob a tomb?"

"Can't you?"

I think of the conversation between Zhou Shengxiao and the old bronze monster, which involved a Western Zhou tomb or something.Xu Yanbao was excited for a moment. Although he had been with Zhou Shengxiao for a long time, it was the first time he heard that he had the ability to rob graves: "Are you a tomb robber? Captain Mojin? Southern faction and northern faction?"

"You read too many novels." Zhou Shengxiao concluded.

When it comes to Zhou Shengxiao's generation, there are no sects.He is the patriarch himself, God knows how many ancestors worshiped by so-called tomb-robbing and archaeological families are him.

In the past, there was not as much equipment as there is now, and Zhou Shengxiao still took it as a routine to go to the field.With these things now, even entering some extremely difficult ancient tombs may not be a problem.

These days Zhou Shengxiao checked some ancient books and documents, and finally got a little understanding of "Qingdong Mansion".It is rumored that a prince in the Western Zhou Dynasty especially liked things like cultivating immortals, and yearned for immortality.

Later, the princes found the legendary Qingdong Mansion, where many immortals once became immortals.He had nowhere to look for the method of cultivating immortals, so he found the most famous craftsman and Feng Shui master at that time, built a mausoleum here, and buried himself alive in it cruelly.

And this so-called "Qingdong Mansion", according to its geographical location, should be in the border area of ​​Henan today.

Since he was going to the field, Zhou Shengxiao would not go out alone.The third master was the first in his mind.

The third master has played with him many times, they trust each other, and their skills are also extraordinary.

Moreover, this time it is related to his life and death, and it must be related to Miao Changfeng.

Zhou Shengxiao began to think about how to take Miao Changfeng to the field together.

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