Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu can probably deduce the age of Fengchai. Even if the history is not good, after Shen Yu's last guidance and the subsequent recognition at the treasure appreciation meeting, Zhang Yu can already be sure that this should be the previous dynasty. s things. In terms of time span, it is probably from the middle to late period of the previous dynasty. The specific time is difficult to determine.

This is definitely an antique, and the handiwork is quite beautiful. How could there be such a thing in Grandma Shen Qing's tomb?

Shen Yu is a collector. Zhang Yu doesn't know how many things he has at home, but it should be quite a lot.

What age is it? It has long been out of fashion to be buried with someone. For Shen Yu to be able to bury such a valuable thing in his mother's coffin, it must have been inserted into his mother's hair after she passed away. Presumably, his mother liked him very much during her lifetime.

There was such a thing on the hair casually, and Zhang Yu gradually realized that there was a problem in it.

The person who dug up the grave must have come to rob it. There were signs of being rummaged through the coffin. If the phoenix hairpin hadn't been tightly entangled in the hair, it would have been searched.

Tomb robbery! It must be a tomb robbery!

Zhang Yu made a positive judgment.

But if this answer is determined, then a question arises.

First, it seems that the tomb robbers did not have the habit of completely repairing the tomb after stealing it. If they can fill it with soil, it would be considered good.

Secondly, whoever robs a tomb and then puts a snake in it will still be highly poisonous and will kill people.

Third, why is it such a coincidence? Judging from the time when the tomb was repaired, it was probably Shen Yu who came to sweep the tomb. Maybe in front, maybe in back, the difference shouldn't be long.

Fourth, this is even more coincidental. The contents of the coffin had just been stolen, Shen Yu had just returned home from sweeping the grave, and disappeared the next day. Is there any necessary connection here?

These four questions left Zhang Yu unable to answer for a while. All kinds of coincidences and calculations seem to be in the clouds and foggy, and yet they seem to be right around you.

At this time, Zhang Yu thought of a person - Hua Yunong.

Hua Yunong is the tomb robber. Could she have done this?

Zhang Yu shook his head slightly. She thought Hua Yunong's purpose was not an ordinary tomb. And Hua Yunong shouldn't have ideas about Shen Yu? Would she know that Shen Yu had so many things at home? Even if Hua Yunong did it, would she put a snake inside and wait for me to open the coffin?

"Impossible!" Zhang Yu answered affirmatively in his heart. Even if Hua Yunong did everything else, Zhang Yu believed that this woman would never let a snake in and kill him.

"Who else could it be?" Zhang Yu continued to think, and a figure appeared in his mind.

Chen Guangwei!

A person whose face he couldn't see through.

But Zhang Yu still thought it was impossible. Even if it was Chen Guangwei who did things like robbing graves and putting snakes in coffins. But there is really no need for Chen Guangwei to kidnap Shen Yu.

Shen Qing is Chen Guangwei's fiancée. Shen Qing's father has also passed away. Everything about Shen Yu belongs to Shen Qing. You just robbed the tomb. Do you need to kidnap Shen Yu again? What are the benefits of kidnapping him? It's not just for Shen Yu's collection.

Zhang Yu shook his head repeatedly, without any direction at all.

The people behind saw him standing there, motionless. Niu Sanjiang shouted loudly: "Brother, what happened?"

Only then did Zhang Yu react from his thoughts, put Feng Chai into his pocket, and said: "It's nothing! I was just wondering, there is nothing in here, how could a poisonous snake come out! It's really scary to death I’m done!”

He deliberately did not mention the discovery of Feng Chai, after all, there were many people here talking. These people were far away and probably wouldn't be able to see clearly what he just got.

"It's fine. Then what should we do now?" Niu Sanjiang asked.

"Now... let's bury the coffin again. We can't do it today. Let's come back tomorrow and perform a ritual for these two elders to calm the wind on the grave and let them live in peace." Zhang Yu said.

Continuing to stay has lost its meaning.

Zhang Yu's mouth is still numb now, so he has to go back and take some medicine. He nailed the coffin back together, and everyone worked together to put the coffin back, seal the arches, and fill in the soil.

The slates were all smashed, and we had to come back tomorrow to put them back together. I left the phone numbers of the migrant workers and asked them to help me get the materials first. Finally, everyone went down the mountain together.

Shen Qing was still in a coma, and Niu Sanjiang carried her down the mountain.

Back at Duanjiaji, there were fewer people in the market, but it was still lively. I heard it would be like this tomorrow.

There was everything for sale in the market, and there happened to be a medicine farmer selling some traditional Chinese medicine. Zhang Yu grabbed three pairs of heat-clearing and detoxifying medicines, went back to the hotel to boil the medicine, and Ma Sihai went to buy some food.

The hotel was still full and there were no free rooms. As for the household items for boiling medicine, of course there was nothing, but the fat woman had a sharp mouth and a soft heart. When she saw Zhang Yu's mouth was swollen like that, she lent the big steamer to Zhang Yu for free.

Zhang Yu boiled two sets of medicinal soup and prepared the other for external application.

I drank a drink by myself. After returning to the room, I took off Shen Qing's pants, applied the topical medicine to her legs, and pulled a thin quilt to cover her. Put the remaining medicinal soup aside and wait for Shen Qing to wake up before drinking it.

After dinner, Zhang Yu lay on the bed, holding the phoenix hairpin in his hand and looking at it carefully.

After all, my level is limited. Apart from being able to determine the approximate age, I can't tell anything else. Zhang Yu thought about it for a moment and decided to leave it alone until he returned to Zhenhai and ask someone who understood.

The room was too stuffy and he couldn't sleep. Just as he stretched out his hand to massage himself twice, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his Dantian.

"Huh?"

This situation really surprised Zhang Yu.

It was the same feeling as when I was learning martial arts from Lao Wangtou and had just mastered the Qi. I still remember that at that time, after he calmed down that little bit of Qi, his cultivation never improved, but he only knew more and more.

In the words of Lao Wangtou, what you mainly learn is medical fortune-telling. As for telling qi, it is just a little bit of it, and you have not really cultivated the Tao. Therefore, being able to refine this bit of true energy is considered a blessing. But if you want to continue cultivating the Tao and practicing Qi, I can’t teach you this.

Zhang Yu also tried hard later, but in the end he really agreed to Lao Wangtou's words, but it was of no use. If he had the time, he might as well help tie up a few paper figurines.

Now the Dantian was agitated again, and Zhang Yu was shocked but also overjoyed.

He quickly sat cross-legged and started to circulate his Qi according to the method he used to calm down his Qi for the first time.

A trace of heat was slowly incorporated into the original Qi, and Zhang Yu could clearly feel that his Qi was gradually getting stronger.

It's a pity that these heats are really limited, and Zhang Yu smiled and accepted them all without knowing it.

He found that his current energy was twice as strong as before. In other words, the Qi Watching Technique could be used once a day in the past, but now it can be used twice.

This was already a big gain, but Zhang Yu wondered why he had inexplicably increased his energy. Have you done anything? The only explanation seems to be that he ate the snake gallbladder.