Chapter 792: Painting

"What did you kid see? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" The fat man walked over, patted Feng Yuan's shoulder and said.

"See for yourself. Feng Yuan pointed to the front and said.

The fat man stuck his head out and looked ahead, and I followed suit.

As soon as I looked at it, I realized that there was a burial chamber behind the iron gate.

I thought that after walking through the tomb road, I would see the burial chamber, who knew that this burial chamber was actually here.

"It's too dark, another flashlight. The fat man spoke.

Listening to the fat man's voice, I brought the flashlight, and the fat man turned on the flashlight and shone it forward.

Then the fat man nodded at me and told me to come over for a moment.

I hummed at the fat man and walked forward.

"Mo Yan, you and Mo Han are watching outside, just the three of us go in. I turned my head to Mo Yan and spoke.

Mo Yan didn't speak to me, but Mo Han nodded, letting us go in with confidence.

Feng Yuan walked in the front, this guy walked very fast, as if he was afraid that others would rob him of the things in the tomb.

"Don't be too greedy for money when you kid go to the tomb, this kind of tomb is not an ordinary tomb. The fat man said to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan didn't answer the fat man's words, but just laughed twice.

When I walked into the tomb, I took a flashlight and looked around, and the walls around it were all made of iron.

The iron walls inside are different from the outside, and the walls inside don't have any rust at all.

In front of it is a mahogany coffin, and underneath the mahogany coffin are two long iron stools, on which the coffin rests.

I've seen a lot of mahogany coffins, so I didn't pay attention to this coffin, but looked at the wall next to it.

The more I looked at it, the more strange I felt, and my eyes narrowed slightly.

"You two don't look at the coffin yet, come and look at this iron wall. I turned my head to look at the fat man and Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan was almost ready to pry the grave.

Listening to my words, the guy looked up and glanced at me.

Waiting for these two men to walk next to me, I reached out and pointed to the iron wall in front of me.

"Do you feel that the pattern of this iron wall is a little weird? I said to the fat man and Feng Yuan at the beginning.

Feng Yuan was a little absent-minded, and his eyes were always looking towards the mahogany coffin.

I know that this thing is probably thinking about the treasure of the mahogany coffin, and I am a little speechless at him.

simply didn't ask him again, but looked at the fat man.

The fat man touched his chin and turned his head to look at me suspiciously, "It's nothing strange, it's just a simple painting, what can be strange about this." ”

I glanced at the fat man, thinking that this observation was really weak.

In front of us, on the iron wall, there is a painting.

There is a peach tree in the painting, the ground is sprinkled with peach blossoms, and under the peach tree there is a long iron stool, and the woman sits next to it.

The woman in the painting is very beautiful, with a melon seed face, big eyes, a small cherry mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile, and holding an iron fan in the woman's hand.

And behind the woman stood a lot of men, and these men's clothes were very different, and the clothes they wore from left to right were getting older and older.

The clothes worn by these men ranged from Qin Dynasty service to modern service.

The odd similarity is that these men are all holding an umbrella and have happy smiles on their faces.

"Nothing strange. The fat man took a closer look and still spoke.

"Let me ask you how old this tomb is. I asked, turning to the fat man.

The fat man looked around, looked at me, and said, "At least five hundred years old, or even a thousand years old." ”

I shrugged my shoulders and pointed to the painting in front of me, "Since it's been a thousand years, why do modern men still appear in this painting wearing clothes and serve, and how can people from the Qing Dynasty appear here?" ”

Hearing me say this, the fat man fell silent, and just as the fat man fell silent, a creaking sound sounded.

Listening to this voice, I looked behind me, only to see that Feng Yuan had already opened the coffin.

"It's strange that this coffin doesn't have any mechanism. Feng Yuan opened his mouth and said to me and the fat man.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder, don't think about it yet.

Walking towards Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan beckoned to me and asked me to push the coffin lid.

I nodded softly and pushed the lid open.

As soon as I pushed the lid open, I could smell the stench of rotting plants.

I hurriedly blindfolded my nose and took two steps back.

Feng Yuan didn't pay attention to the smell, walked towards the front, and after walking to the front, Feng Yuan looked down at the inside of the coffin, and the more he looked at Feng Yuan, he whispered, "I'll go, there is nothing in this tomb, it's all made of good wood for the coffin, why is it so shabby here." ”

After speaking, Feng Yuan took out a fan from the coffin, glanced at the fan several times, and nodded lightly: "It should be worth a lot of money." ”

As he spoke, Feng Yuan prepared to put the things in his pocket.

I thought to myself, why does this guy want to put everything in his pocket, isn't he afraid that this package won't fit.

I was muttering about this in my heart, when I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I immediately looked towards Feng Yuan's hand.

The iron fan that Feng Yuan put in, how I feel very familiar.

Hurriedly turned his head and looked at the painting on the iron wall, wasn't the iron fan just now the iron fan in the woman's hand?

"You kid show me something. I beckoned to Feng Yuan.

"Hey, brother, don't be like Sister Mo, let me put things back, you are full and hungry, I still count on doing this ticket and going back to my hometown to marry a wife." Feng Yuan said with some unhappiness.

"What nonsense, I still look at this tomb. I walked towards Feng Yuan as I walked.

Feng Yuan carefully handed me the iron fan.

I took the iron fan, shook it slightly, and said Isn't this just a broken iron?

Feng Yuan glanced at me and pointed to the center of the iron fan, "Isn't there a ruby?"

I looked towards the place where Feng Yuan pointed, and there was indeed a ruby, but this gem was too small, just like a small broken stone on the ground.

I pointed the iron fan at the wall and compared it with each other, and my heart sank slightly, this iron fan is indeed the same as the touch in the painting.

"Still struggling with painting?" Feng Yuan asked for the iron fan from my hand and said.

"Xiao Ye, come and take a look. Suddenly, the fat man's exclamation came over.

Listening to the voice of the fat man, I quickened my pace and looked ahead, and the fat man pointed to the coffin and then to the painting.

I looked at it, and I was dumbfounded, thinking how could it be......