What age is Fengchai, Zhang Yu can probably deduce, even if the history is not good, but after Shen Yu's guidance last time, and the cognition at the treasure appreciation meeting later, Zhang Yu can already be sure that this should be something from the previous dynasty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info time span, probably the pre-dynasty middle and late period, the specific time, it is difficult to determine.

This is definitely an antique, and the handiwork is also quite beautiful, how can there be such a thing in the tomb of Shen Qingtai's grandmother?

Shen Yu is engaged in collecting, how many things there are at home, Zhang Yu doesn't know, but there should be a lot.

What age is it, it has long been out of fashion to accompany burials, Shen Yu can bury such a valuable thing in his mother's coffin, it is estimated that it should be inserted in his hair after his mother passed away. I think it should be that his mother liked it very much when she was alive.

There can be such a thing in the hair casually, and Zhang Yu gradually realized the problem.

The person who dug up the grave should have come to rob the tomb, and there were traces of rummaging in the coffin, if it weren't for the phoenix hairpin tightly wrapped in the hair, I am afraid it would have been searched away.

Tomb robbery! It must be a tomb robbery!

Zhang Yu made a positive judgment.

But if the answer is confirmed, then the problem arises.

First, it seems that the tomb robbers did not have the habit of finishing the whole renovation after stealing, and it would be good to be able to fill in the soil.

Second, whoever robs the tomb and puts a snake in it will still be highly poisonous and will put people to death.

Third, how can it be so coincidental? Judging from the time when the tomb was repaired, it was probably the front and rear feet of Shen Yu who came to sweep the tomb. Maybe in the front, maybe in the back, the difference should not be long.

Fourth, it is even more coincidental, the contents of the coffin have just been stolen, and Shen Yu has just returned home from sweeping the grave, and he disappeared the next day. Is there a necessary connection?

These four questions made Zhang Yu unable to answer them for a while. All kinds of coincidences, all kinds of calculations, as if in the clouds, but also as if they are around.

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 her head slightly, she thought that Hua Yunong's purpose didn't seem to be an ordinary tomb. And Hua Yunong shouldn't have beaten Shen Yu's idea? Will she know that Shen Yu has so many things in his house? Even if Hua Yunong did it, will she put a snake in it and wait for me to open the coffin?

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

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

Chen Guangwei!

A man who made him unable to see through his face.

But Zhang Yu still thinks it's unlikely. Even if it is a tomb robbery, even if it is a snake in a coffin, this kind of thing is done by Chen Guangwei. But Chen Guangwei really didn't need to kidnap Shen Yu.

Shen Qing is Chen Guangwei's fiancée, Shen Qing's father also passed away, and everything about Shen Yu is Shen Qing's. If you rob the tomb, forget it, do you need to kidnap Shen Yu again? What is the benefit of kidnapping him? For the sake of not Shen Yu's family collection.

Zhang Yu shook his head again and again, without any direction.

When the people behind saw him stunned and motionless, Niu Sanjiang shouted loudly: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yu reacted from his thoughts, put the phoenix hairpin in his pocket, and said: "It's nothing! I'm just wondering, there's nothing here, how can a poisonous snake pop up! It's really scared to death!"

He deliberately didn't mention the discovery of Feng Hai, after all, there are many people here. These people are far away, and they shouldn't be able to see what he just got.

"It's okay. So what should we do now?" asked Niu Sanjiang.

"Now...... Let's bury the coffin anew. It's not going to work today, let's come back tomorrow and do a ritual for these two elders, so let's calm down the grave. Zhang Yu said.

To continue to stay has lost its meaning.

Zhang Yu's mouth is still numb now, and he has to go back to take some medicine. He re-nailed the coffin, and everyone worked together to put the coffin back, sealed the arch, and filled it with earth.

The slate was smashed, and I had to come over tomorrow to rebuild it, and I left the phone number of the migrant workers, and by the way, let them help give the materials first. In the end, 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 are fewer people in the market, but it is still lively, and I heard that it will be like this tomorrow.

There is everything sold in the market, and there are medicine farmers selling some traditional Chinese medicine, Zhang Yu grabbed three pairs of heat-clearing and detoxification, returned to the hostel to boil medicine, and Ma Sihai went to buy some food.

The hostel is still full, and there are no spare rooms at all. As for the family that boils medicine, naturally there is no one, but the fat woman has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and when she saw Zhang Yu's mouth swollen like that, she lent the big steamer to Zhang Yu for use, and there was no charge.

Zhang Yu boiled two pairs of medicinal soups, and the other pair was prepared for external application.

After drinking a pair by herself, after returning to the room, she took off Shen Qing's pants, applied the external compress to her legs, and pulled a thin quilt to cover her. Put the rest of the medicinal soup aside and wait for Shen Qing to wake up before drinking.

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

After all, his level is limited, and he can't see anything other than being able to determine the approximate age. Zhang Yu pondered for a while, or let it go first, and when he returned to Zhenhai City, he would find someone who understood and asked.

The room was too stuffy for him to sleep, and he just reached out and massaged himself twice, when he suddenly felt it, but there was a burst of heat in the sky.

"Huh?"

This situation really surprised Zhang Yu.

It's the same as when I learned art from the old king and just refined my true qi. I still remember that at that time, after he calmed down that bit of true qi, his cultivation was no longer saved, but he only understood more and more.

In the words of the old king, you mainly learn the divination of medicine and life, and as for the mountain, it is only a little bit of the art, and you have not really cultivated the Tao. Therefore, being able to refine this bit of true qi is already considered to be a creation. And if you want to continue to cultivate the Dao and continue to cultivate the True Qi, this Lao Tzu can't teach it.

Zhang Yu also worked hard later, but it really responded to the words of the old king, and the fart was useless.

Now that the dantian was restless again, Zhang Yu was shocked and happy.

He quickly sat down cross-legged and began to practice qi according to the method he had used to calm his true qi for the first time.

A trace of heat slowly incorporated into the original true qi, and Zhang Yu could clearly feel that his true qi was gradually thickening.

It's a pity that these heats are really limited, and they were all laughed at by Zhang Yu unconsciously.

He found that his true qi was now twice as strong as it had been at the beginning. In other words, the Qi Lookout technique used to be able to be used once a day, but now it can be used twice.

This is already a big gain, but Zhang Yu wonders how to improve his true qi inexplicably. Did you do anything yourself? The only explanation seems to be that I ate the snake gall bladder. (To be continued.) )