"Uncle Cao, are you worried that something will happen?"

"Well, Master Yan, from the first step into this ancient city, this place is full of weirdness, I haven't seen this tree three times back and forth, and suddenly it pops up, and then a coffin with an irregular system is placed on the tree, and there is something wrong in this matter."

"And what are you going to do?"

In terms of inverted fighting, Yan Jun's experience was definitely not as experienced as Cao Qing's, so he planned to listen to Cao Qing's thoughts first.

"Respond to all changes with the same, take one step and see three steps, this is the old saying of the predecessors."

Yan Jun nodded, his eyes glanced at the bronze coffin, with his eyesight at this distance, he could see very clearly, the carved ornaments on the coffin did not look like the Central Plains style, black birds with wings spread, fierce beasts walking on the earth, and one-eyed giants holding chiseled axes.

When his gaze swept over the heavy ornamentation on the surface of the coffin, Yan Jun's mind felt like a lightning bolt.

He suddenly thought of the strange obstacle array he had encountered in the ancient city before, and the one who acted as the eye of the array was a one-eyed stone man.

At that time, he was still strange about the strange shape of the stone man, and now that he saw the one-eyed giant, Yan Jun subconsciously thought of the two.

It's like, it's not just like.

"Uncle Cao, do you want to go up and have a look? Maybe there's any clue in the coffin? After hesitating for a moment, Yan Jun suddenly proposed to Cao Qing.

The similarity between the stone man and the carved pattern was too great, and they existed in the same place, and he had no reason not to doubt the connection between the two.

And most importantly, the towering tree in front of me stretches all the way to the top of the mountain, maybe they can climb up the branches and leave this hellish place.

"Cao Ye, if you don't fall over the coffin and don't take it, it's going to be punished by God, Cao Ye can't let it go?"

"King Chu Jing is a royal family, and there must be a lot of Ming utensils for the funeral, so let's make this more cost-effective than pouring down ten old pits."

The guys on the side had already pricked up their ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two of them, and now they were speaking out one by one.

"Sanzi, what do you mean?"

Glaring at the guys around him, Cao Qing looked at the third son.

The latter was obviously stunned, thought about it, and quickly gave an answer.

"Master Cao, is this what we do, it's not like you can't enter the coffin."

"Okay, then go up and see what's in that bronze coffin?"

Now that everyone agreed, Cao Qing had no reason to refuse, and with a wave of his hand, a touch of excitement and excitement suddenly appeared on everyone's faces.

After being in the tomb for so long, it is finally possible to open the museum.

The candidates who went up were designated by Cao Qing, in addition to Yan Jun and the third son, there were also Lao Zhu and another buddy, and the others were guarding under the tree to prevent accidents.

Lao Zhu stretched out his hand quickly, and it is said that he was the first to hunt in the mountains with his father since he was a child.

Lao Zhu had a bundle of rope hanging on his shoulder, and Lao Zhu, who looked like a thin monkey, showed an amazing climbing ability, and jumped up in three or two clicks, and the bundle of rope on his body that was full of ten catties did not limit his skills at all.

Soon he stepped on a relatively large fork under his feet, and the man lay down in the middle of the branch, and with a sharp shake of the rope, the rope flew down from it.

"Come on, hurry up, don't waste time."

The third son patted the rest of the guy, although the latter was not as flexible as Lao Zhu, but it was not bad, pulling the rope and rushing up, and then followed by Yan Jun, and the third son was at the end.

Lao Zhu, who was walking at the forefront, would take out a few cold fireworks from time to time and fix them in the gap between the treetops to provide lighting for the Yan army who came up behind.

Four people all the way up.

After about four or five minutes, the bronze coffin finally appeared in Yan Jun's sight.

Before Yan Jun approached, an indescribable simplicity and shock on the bronze coffin had already rushed to his face.

Heavy and thick!

This was Yan Jun's first impression when he stood in front of the bronze coffin.

The coffin is more than three meters long and one meter wide, and the whole is made of bronze.

The coffin is covered with carved patterns on all sides, like the finishing touch, shaping it even more shockingly.

It's not that Yan Jun hasn't seen bronzes, he used to run to museums in the city, but those bronzes from the Shang and Zhou dynasties are completely incomparable in front of the giant coffin in front of him.

Whether it's size, craftsmanship or craftsmanship.

Bronze was used as a sacrifice in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and after the two Han Dynasty, it became a symbol of royal power.

After that, unless it is a royal sacrifice ceremony, it is difficult to see the shadow of bronze.

This is also why there are Zhou bronze, white marble, Tang Sancai, and Song calligraphy and painting in antique transactions.

Yan Jun glanced around, and everyone, including the third son, was deeply shocked by the bronze coffin in front of them.

"Third brother, how many dings can this coffin reach?"

Lao Zhu's eyes showed a touch of fanaticism, as if it was not a coffin for burying the dead at all, but a peerless beauty, reluctantly withdrew her gaze from the coffin, glanced at the third son, and suddenly asked.

Jiding's statement belongs to the black words in the inverted bucket industry, just like a bright weapon, which can't be put on the table.

Basically, Wuding belongs to the national treasure level, once it is found that 100% of them will eat guns, and the four tripods are called quasi-national treasure level, which is probably the last top level that can be seen in the black market trading.

Sandings are more common, but the market price of a Sanding ware is at least 500,000 yuan.

Now it is not as good as the future generations, 500,000 at this time is equivalent to millions in the future generations!

As soon as he asked this, Yan Jun's attention was also attracted.

The third son is an old man, and all the people who have passed through him are first-class bright weapons, and his eyes are vicious, and after pondering, the third son made a conclusion.

"It should be about three tripods facing up and four tripods."

Hearing what the third son said, Yan Jun roughly estimated that it was almost this position.

After all, the industry is also one of the oldest professions, from touching gold, moving mountains, unloading mountains, and sending hills, and then extends to the north and south.

For thousands of years, the ancient tombs and old pits have basically been patronized, unless you are lucky, how can you easily encounter the tombs of princes?

"This trip is worth it, Siding Mingqi, I can't even dream of it, this is just a coffin, what kind of good things do you say there are in it?"

The rest of the guy, who is about the same age as Lao Zhu, has an ordinary face, and belongs to the kind of person who can't be found when he throws it in the pile, and he listens to the third son They call him Mao Boy, very strange pronunciation, where should it be the local dialect.

The hairy boy rubbed his hands vigorously, and the hot color in his eyes was no lighter than that of Lao Zhu.

I'm afraid that this kind of royal funeral goods can be piled up into a mountain.

The fief of the king of Chu and the seven generations of the seal, throughout the history of the Ming Dynasty is also extremely rare, the entire fief is almost the country within the country, although all the way down, this ancient tomb is not as luxurious as the imaginary tombs, but the prince is the prince, and the burial goods are by no means comparable to ordinary people.

Lao Zhu encouraged on the side: "What is the good thing, just open it and see it." ”

"Open the coffin?"

These two words are like an inexplicable magic, constantly flashing in the hearts of several people, anyway, now that they have come up, it is not impossible to open the coffin and take a look.

"Try it then?"

The third son's mind also came alive.

Princely tombs are common!