Chapter 110: This Is Impossible:
The rectangular plank that was sawn down still had some residual strength due to partial adhesion, but it did not affect it to be pulled out, the board was full of dust under it, Zhao Xiaoche used his strength, and with a snort, he pulled out the plank and quickly wiped it clean with his sleeve, he was really curious, what was in it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Immediately afterward, he lowered his head, and at the place full of debris and ashes, he was angry and blew it away, and then what appeared in front of him was a blue crystal.
Zhao Xiaoche subconsciously looked up at the top of his head, the warm sun was still shining down, and it was still a little dazzling, and he retreated, and suddenly understood that it should be this sunlight that caused the dark blue crystal to emit a burst of white light.
And he touched and touched, oh my God, this crystal is extremely dense, Zhao Xiaoche suddenly had a bold guess: Could this be a complete Shang Dynasty crystal coffin!
The crystal of the Shang Dynasty, and it is not a piece, it is a whole block, if it is put in 2017, how much should it be worth!
Judging from the color, translucent, deep, like the deep sea, clean, looking at it at a glance, he was deeply attracted, Zhao Xiaoche couldn't help but be overjoyed, the switch of the chainsaw turned on, and said respectfully, I'm sorry, stepped on the sawdust next to the coffin, touched the handle of the chainsaw with one hand, and turned into a carpenter, and soon removed the second layer of decorations of the coffin
It's like undressing a beauty, unbuttoning them one by one, moving your hand along her collar and breasts, then holding her, taking off her blouse, or turning it over, and then lowering it, loosening the belt, and peeling it down little by little.
Excellent ornamentation.
He was like a glimpse of an iceberg, from the tip of the iceberg to the whole picture, and after the side of the giant crystal was completely exposed, Zhao Xiaoche used his clothes to peek into the whole picture of the crystal while blowing. The essence is shining, the deep blue, it is really beautiful.
At that time, the sunlight shone down from the top of his head, and the crystal coffin was more like being decorated with light, and he subconsciously retreated far away.
Cold, there was a man lying in the crystal coffin.
When he vaguely saw the whole picture of the person, Zhao Xiaoche's head was like being shocked, and he said: Impossible, impossible.........
The man's body was well preserved, as if he had just fallen asleep, with no signs of decay on his body. Oddly enough, how could his clothes be modern.
Zhao Xiaoche's buttocks sank, his feet slipped, and he collapsed to the ground, staring at the person in the coffin, and muttering to himself: Impossible, impossible, what kind of joke is this.
He slapped himself in the face, as if possessed by a ghost, and with a crisp loud sound, the hot pain spread to the surface of his skin, and he sat on the ground in shock, and the chainsaw also fell to the ground, and it worked violently, cutting a long mark on the steps.
It can't be, something must have gone wrong.
An ancient tomb, designed layer by layer. Secret and dangerous, like a secret, in the end, there is a modern person buried.
Who is he!
Then, Xiao Che's head felt a suffocating pain, he stood up, but suddenly staggered, only remembering the sudden chaos in front of him, like an earthquake, and like being thrown into the vast universe, that taste was really uncomfortable.
360 degrees, turn, turn, turn, until I dizzy, my brain couldn't bear it anymore, poofed, and fell to the ground.
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Magic City, one of the most prosperous cities in China. Located in a hotel on the bank of the Huangpu River, 8 floors, 6 rooms in a row, Lao Wang kept wandering pace, not seen for many days, beard and beard, dense, wearing a Hanfu, hands behind his back, quite a bit of the taste of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, but the face is haggard, and the body is also a lot thinner. Compared with the last time we met, as long as I looked at this old Wang, I had a **** idea.
What is this old king, guarding 13 beautiful women all day and night?
In the room, a woman's angry voice was faintly heard: Husband, a wave of gifts, my sister loves you~
Then, with a smile in his eyes, he made a heart-to-heart gesture. Then, this girl smiled on her face, and there were constantly gifts smashed over, this girl screamed wow, said quickly, come more and more, and the little brother who has no gift can also click on the information, there is a sister WeChat account, remember to add WeChat~
A small pitiful expression, endearing. In fact, at the same time, her WeChat account has received more than 100 WeChat requests, and every day, she always has to add them for a long time.
At the beginning, there was a restriction on adding friends, and after that, it was not set, but whenever someone added, she passed, where there was a crowd, there was traffic, she would post some selfies in the circle of friends every once in a while or something, someone took the initiative to chat with her, she was not a bird, someone sent a red envelope, and she only replied a few words.
The daily life is to eat and drink, play live broadcasts, and then go to the street, buy clothes and watch handsome guys.
No, spring has come, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, shorts, skirts, black silk, high heels, off-the-shoulder suits, all worn, round buttocks twisted in the hotel, if a man is present, I really can't help but shake Yingying, touch it.
Lao Wang, who is wearing Hanfu, is nothing more than thinking about this matter: since the last time he sent a message to Zhao Xiaoche and called, he gave back some excellent information and ideas, and he summoned them for training on the same day, playing live broadcast software, applying makeup, training speech, learning big V live broadcast experience, etc. Because of the good appearance of the thirteen hairpins in Jinling, in the flower season, and love beauty, some people started the live broadcast that night, but they didn't expect the harvest to be good, the popularity is over 10,000, the barrage is continuous, and the other sisters have also started the live broadcast. After coming and going, food and clothing are solved. Suspend the urgent matters in Lao Wang's mind, because he is about to open a house, his credit card is almost maxed out. As soon as it arrives on the 10th of each month, continuous repayment reminder text messages are frantically smashed. He didn't have much money, but he couldn't leave these young girls alone, right?
If you don't have survival skills, you can't be harmed by others. He thought about crossing the river with his mud bodhisattva, but he still held on, fortunately, now he can relieve some of the pressure, the only unpleasant thing is that the share between the anchor and the official is too low, and the girls have to broadcast live for more than 10 hours a day, and they have to make up and buy cosmetics, and they are tired to death. The sixth also specially called to express condolences to Lao Wang about how his harem life was, and Lao Wang snorted, saying that he was still a brother, and if he was a brother, he would come and think of a way, the income was too low! I can't live anymore!
Lao Liu laughed and said, I probably understand the situation, the current live broadcast CD is like this, one platform looks at another platform, except that the new platform can be a little higher, but the popularity is not as popular as the popular platform, this industry is like this, but if you can, apply for a contract to try, do an exclusive broadcast on a certain platform, if you can, then the income is also doubled.
Lao Wang thought about it again and again and said okay, okay.
At this time, I felt an itch on my buttocks, as if I had been pricked by a needle, turned my head, and a cute little girl, about 14 or 5 years old, wore pigtails, looked surprised, and said, Brother Wang, your ass is so warpy.