The middle-aged man said very little, turned around and walked towards the hall, and the others followed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Pushing open the door, on the table of eight immortals against the wall in the center of the hall, a four-legged black square tripod was placed, about a foot high.

Fang Ding of this size, in the bronze ware that has been unearthed in China, if it is a pocket type, you can see that there is a slender and lifelike dragon surrounded by Ding, the four claws are the four legs of Ding, the dragon head and dragon tail are raised high, as the two ears of Fang Ding, you can hold.

The light in the room was extremely dim, and there was no light source on the table of the Eight Immortals, Chen Hai stood at the door, but he could surprisingly see the subtleties on the black square tripod.

Not only the dragon carved on the tripod body can even see the cyan scales clearly, but even the ancient seal with the inscription on the tripod's body that is as small as a fly's head, Chen Hai can see it clearly.

There is no rust on the body, the dragon is green and bareheaded, and the color is still very bright, it does not look like it has just been excavated from the ancient tomb, but it exudes a simple and clumsy atmosphere.

What's even more strange is that the dragon carved on his body is like a living thing, and Chen Hai inexplicably has a sense of spiritual oppression that is being stared at.

"It's not like a lacquer ......" Someone walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, stared at Xiao Fangding and asked in confusion, but he didn't suspect that it was fake, he carefully reached out and touched the ear of the dragon's head, took a breath, and said in surprise, "It's so hot......"

The ground has been dusty for thousands of years, what kind of paint can not be weathered when it sees the light, and can still keep it as bright as new?

If the other party really wants to set up an old situation, he will also put a lot of effort into it, and he will not show these smiling and generous horses.

Seeing that the middle-aged man had no intention of stopping it, Chen Hai also leaned over and reached out to touch the tripod body, the tripod body part was as cold as ice, and the hideous dragon around the tripod body was like a burning charcoal fire, so hot that Chen Hai was about to scream, but the hand was violently withdrawn, but there was no feeling of burn at all.

What the hell.

Chen Hai took a closer look at the casting and carving of the blue scales and red head of the dragon, the color was very bright, but it was not painted with lacquer, but more like it was directly cast and carved with some radioactive non-ferrous metals.

Thinking of this, Chen Hai was startled, and subconsciously hid back: radioactive metal is not a fun thing!

"We have tested the metal flaw detection instrument at the construction site, and there is no radioactive ......"

Chen Hai's subconscious movements attracted the attention of the middle-aged man, and he obviously also recognized Chen Hai's carefulness and caution. Probably because of the sympathy of people in the same way, he has always been silent, and at this time he came over to explain a little to Chen Hai.

Seeing that the others were puzzled, Chen Hai smiled awkwardly, knowing that no one else had thought of this, and looked at Hei Ding seriously. He couldn't see what kind of metal was wrapped around the body of the tripod to engrave the dragon, but it was integrated with the body of the tripod, and he couldn't see the slightest trace of splicing.

Chen Hai went around to the front of the black ding, and there was a feeling of being stared at by the dragon's eyes, very uncomfortable, as if this hideous dragon was a living thing, it was really hell.

Although Chen Hai didn't know if other people were like him, they all had the strange feeling of being stared at by Canglong, but looking at the other people's focused appearance, one thing was certain, others had dispelled their doubts at this time, and no longer thought that this Ding was a fake set up by the other party.

Otherwise, when we saw the newly unearthed but bright and new, without a trace of rust, everyone would have walked out with their hands in their hands.

More than a dozen people present, although no one has read archaeology as upright as Chen Hai, but they are all half experts in this circle, even if the other party wants to set up a bureau, they should also work making old, Chen Hai is more inclined to believe that this small tripod has just been unearthed like this.

What kind of bronze is it, sealed in the ground for thousands of years, without a trace of rust?

"Can you tell what period this Ding is?" asked Chen Hai with a suppressed voice.

Gu Fatzi, who has always been cautious and slippery, did not suspect this Ding fraud.

Chen Hai shook his head, unable to say anything.

Chen Hai studied history as an undergraduate, and was admitted to Northeastern University as a graduate student, majoring in archaeology, mainly studying bronzes from the pre-Qin period, and is extremely familiar with the inscriptions of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

In fact, in different periods of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there were obvious differences in bronze inscriptions and shape styles, and later generations mainly inferred the age of bronzes through these differences in style.

Chen Hai can be said to be an expert in this aspect, otherwise, with his net worth of an order of magnitude difference from Gu Fatzi, it would be impossible for Gu Fatzi to be pulled over to participate in this secret transaction.

And this black square tripod, whether the dragon head and tail are tripod ears, dragon claws are four-legged shapes, or the inscription ancient seal cast, Chen Hai is very unfamiliar, in his impression, there is no similar one in the Shang and Zhou bronzes unearthed in China.

And he didn't even recognize the thousands of inscriptions around his body, and each of the inscriptions and ancient seals as small as a fly's head was so vivid, and it seemed to contain strange powers.

The middle-aged man took out a jade ring again, saying that it was a ring, mainly in shape, but in terms of size, it was more like a jade bracelet, whose fingers would be as thick as a wrist.

It's just that compared to the black ding, the gray and somewhat mutilated jade ring looks ordinary, but it is more like an old thing that has been dusted underground for thousands of years.

"The tomb is buried and can't be seen, but you should have taken more photos of the scene, right?" asked Su Qian.

Everyone had seen some photos before, but only one was a photo of the scene, and the angle of the shooting was not good, and nothing could be seen from the collapsed mud pit on the scene photo.

At this time, Su Qian wanted to see more photos of the scene, and others also had these meanings, staring at the middle-aged man.

"This has a ......"

The middle-aged man took out a domestic mobile phone and turned out more than a dozen photos of the scene, which could almost piece together the panorama of the scene and give everyone turns to look at it.

Chen Hai stood beside Su Qian, saw her take the phone and inadvertently withdrew, as if from other photos to determine the time and place of these live photos, but Chen Hai was quickly attracted by the photos in the phone.

Far from the usual aristocratic tombs of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the scene in the photo is more like a giant hall, or a corner of the giant hall, with only two black remnants buried at right angles deep in the ground of a certain mountain range.

The two remnants of the wall seem to have been cut by some sharp weapon, reflecting the luster of metal under the exposure light of the mobile phone, and the entire remnant wall is actually made of some kind of black metal, and from the excavator in the photo, it is inferred that each remnant wall is at least seventeen or eighteen meters high.

From the remnants of the giant reliefs attached to the remnant walls, it can be inferred that these two remnant walls are only a small part of the entire giant hall, and it is difficult to imagine how majestic the complete giant hall will be.

The remnant wall looks plain, and it is difficult to see the appearance of a small corner relief, but the incision is extremely smooth, and there are extremely strange, but it seems to have some kind of regular pattern, like countless ancient seal characters connected together.

How can the incision of the whole smelted metal block be as regular as the lines of the ancient seal.

If these two remnant walls have been buried underground for thousands of years, what is it in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, or an era older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties, that can cut the metal remnant walls more than ten meters long so neatly?

And even in modern times, the earth does not have the ability to cast such a large metal component as a whole!

Once this place is announced to the world, it is destined to be an archaeological discovery that shocks the world, but Chen Hai, as an antique customer, will not care about these.

Chen Hai believed that everyone else had this or that question, and the middle-aged man asked everyone to hand over their mobile phones, and no one refused, they all followed the middle-aged man from the back door of the yard, through a narrower alley, and a bus was parked at the mouth of the alley waiting for everyone.

The middle-aged man arranged for everyone to sit in the back half of the bus, and the windows of the back half were pasted with a layer of blackout film to block everyone's view and not see where the bus would go.

It can be seen that the other party is also quite thoughtful about this transaction, more like a professional tomb robbery gang, rather than the construction team that accidentally found the tomb of Shang Zhou at the construction site as they said.

Of course, everyone only cares about whether the other party has genuine goods in their hands, and they don't care whether the other party is a tomb robber gang or a construction team.

The black remnant tripod was also moved to the bus, the black tripod looked a foot tall, and the wall was not thick, but it was unexpectedly heavy, and the middle-aged man and the three muscular young companions put down the black tripod, and they were already sweating profusely.

Chen Hai sat in the middle of the back row, facing the black tripod in the aisle, and the hideous dragon head and ears were also facing him, he couldn't get rid of the strange feeling of being stared at by the carved dragon, as if the dragon carved by the black tripod had a soul.

The bus went out of the city, the road was a little bumpy, and with a sudden brake, Chen Hai, who was staring at Hei Ding, was thrown out of his seat and hit Hei Ding unexpectedly.

It wasn't very painful, Chen Hai caressed Hei Ding and got up embarrassed, and saw through the front window that there was a teenager in front of him who was stupid, and he was almost hit by the bus, and the driver scolded.

Su Qian handed over the tissue, and Chen Hai realized that there was a hot current in his nasal cavity, and there was already a puddle of nosebleed dripping into the black ding.

The attention of the others was attracted by the car accident that almost happened, Chen Hai took the tissue to cover his nose, looked inside the black ding, and wanted to wipe off the nosebleed with another tissue.

At this time, a strange scene appeared, the nosebleed that he dripped into the black tripod was slowly penetrating into the ding wall, and there was a faint light precipitating out of the ding wall, interweaving a three-dimensional picture of square inch size in the center of the black ding, like a picture scroll of mountains and rivers, mountains, rivers, and sea of clouds, and the carved dragon seemed to come to life, condensing into a phantom shadow flying hideously in the sea of clouds......

Chen Hai was startled, thinking that he was dazzled, rubbing his eyes and looking again, there was nothing in the black ding, even the nosebleed he dripped was completely gone.

It's really a hell, this black tripod can actually suck blood, and Chen Hai's hairs stand up!

Chen Hai spread out the tissue covering his nose, and it was already a large piece of red from the nosebleed, and he was sure that it was not all an illusion just now, but what the hell is the picture scroll in the black ding?

Su Qian poked her head out in confusion, but seeing that there was nothing in the black ding, she glanced at Chen Hai suspiciously, not knowing why he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Only then did the others notice that Chen Hai broke his nose, and they all laughed when they saw him fall in embarrassment.