After all, we are looking for treasure, and this kind of sweet and refreshing spleen naturally attracts everyone's attention.

The light swept over the entrance of the cave, and by now, we have stopped deliberately hiding the light, and before the treasure, any clue missing may make us miss the treasure, so everyone has paid attention to it.

It can be seen that this is an incomparably huge karst cave, but it seems to have been expanded and excavated by manpower, so it has a special kind of neatness, in a circle of the cave walls on all sides, there are neat blue bricks piled up to form a wall-like building, and the entrance of the cave is facing the stairs, and it has been seven or eight meters high.

The rich flavor of malt fermentation is blowing on your face! Everyone was on guard, still in the same formation as before, and walked up the stairs.

"Don't you think it's like a granary of the past?" Feng Zhengmao walked on the left side, and said to himself: "The only fly in the ointment is that it is almost written 'full' on red paper!" ”

No one replied, still full of nervousness, and finally came to the top of this wall, on the contrary, the taste of malt fermentation was much lighter, and our lights hit this wall, and as far as the eye could see, there was a dark and corrupt unknown thing!

There was still an identical staircase facing down the wall, and Feng Zhengmao took the lead, and immediately took a handful out of it.

"Be careful!"

Mo Laoha hurriedly reminded, but Feng Zhengmao had already reached out and pinched it, and the confused handful turned directly into ashes!

"Don't look at it! This is the granary! Yang Wencai pushed his glasses and said: "It seems that we are all thinking wrong, the treasure of the Ghost Face Country is used to restore the country, so it shouldn't be just gold and gems, such as this granary!"

Oh, that's a pity! Although King Xuande is martial and strategic, his descendants obviously failed to hold up this banner, let's go, there is nothing to see, it is all corrupt food! ”

"It shouldn't be!" Feng Zhengmao retorted to himself: "It's been thousands of years since the Ghost Face Country perished, if it's just food, where does the malt fragrance come from!" ”

Yang Wencai was not arrogant, and raised his hand to point to the dome: "You look up, although the Ghost Face Country is a thousand years ago, the design of their granary is still reasonable!"

The whole spiral pattern of the roof of the cave is not used to look good, they can greatly lock the air flow in the granary, forming a pressure that is relatively greater than the outside world, so as to isolate oxidation to the greatest extent. That's why there is still the fragrance of wheat for thousands of years!

It's just a pity, the treasure waited for a thousand years, and did not wait for its owner, and time will also make all reasonableness in vain, let's go, this smell of decay is too strong, be careful to get drunk! ”

Not to mention, after Yang Wencai's reminder, we are really a little dizzy, this kind of grain that has been fermented for thousands of years, I am afraid that it has formed the most mellow ale wine, but it is a pity that it has been too long and too long, and it has all been cheaper.

Coming out of this hole, advancing a hundred meters, this time it appeared on the right side, it was still the same hole, even if we were sluggish, we understood that at this moment we had come to the real cellar place of the Ghost Face Country, Fang is the grain, what is it now?

Mo Laoha didn't know when he took out an LED square lamp, and when the switch flashed, the rich cold light had already covered the entire cave!

Compared with the regularity of Fang Cai, this cave is a little scattered, but it is only relatively speaking, according to the shelf-like existence of the cave, which is densely packed with agricultural tools made of bronze, hedges, rakes, shovels, and so on.

We reaffirmed our previous judgment that although this place is commonly known as the treasure of the Ghost Face Country, if it is really precious, it may not be those gold and precious stones, but these things that can support their restoration.

But we quickly withdrew, although these agricultural tools were made of bronze, and their value must be expensive, but this value was more due to their historical function, and how could we not be moved by so many gold and gemstones.

Yang Wencai didn't even say much, I originally thought that he would at least take a few samples for example, or at least take pictures, which is also in line with his doctor's identity, but none of this happened, he was a little distracted, I don't know why.

After entering the third cave, we finally saw something that excites us, and yes! It is an arsenal that is similar to the previous agricultural tools, with knives, guns, clubs, halberds, and axes.

In the light of the square lamp, everyone's breathing suddenly became short, for no other reason, in the glittering reflection, the elegant texture and the murderous aura of Sen Sen were exactly the same as what we had seen in the dungeon of the Ghost Face Country before.

In the past, we took great pains to snatch the treasure from the Yang corpse, but now it seems that it is simply a cabbage! The number of sweeps at a glance is not 100,000 but 780,000!

Just like the wizard who saw the treasures piled up on the hill before, everyone rushed towards the treasures on those weapon racks in no particular order, even the old and heavy-handed Mo Laoha and Qin Liuye were not spared!

But as soon as everyone touched those weapons, their faces immediately changed, and then they walked around like flowers, and the original excitement was like being beaten by frost eggplant, and the whole thing became bitter.

"What's wrong with you?" Bu Nishang and I walked hand in hand at the end and asked everyone.

"That's not right! That's not right! None of them are right! Zhan Baifeng turned his head, his eyes full of disappointment: "This is not a magic weapon, it is just an ordinary bronze artifact here!" Broken copper! ”

"It's not that bad, is it?" As I spoke, I also picked up a long sword on the weapon rack, and as soon as I got my hands on it, I knew the reason, it turned out that the weapons here were all ordinary cold weapons, without any spiritual power attached.

Although there is only a word difference between magic weapons and weapons, but there is a world of difference, magic weapons are exclusive to warlocks, strong spiritual power, terrifying amplification, which makes each magic weapon valuable, but if it is just a weapon, it is better before the magic weapon, that is, scrap copper and rotten iron!

Everyone is still climbing up and down unwillingly, and almost every one has to be carefully distinguished, but judging from the expressions, there is still nothing.

Everyone is busy, I have nothing to do, I took out the bronze sword in my hand, Zheng, a gentle dragon groan, smooth blade, even after the years, still showing sharpness, this ghost face country's casting process really deserves its name, even if it is "mortal iron" is definitely the top kind.

"Do you like it?" I asked softly at Ni Dress.

Bu Nishang shook his head, but pointed at another shelf, only to see that the various delicate weapons on it belonged to slender and dexterous or something.

"Gotcha!" I nodded, and immediately climbed up the shelf, and at a cursory glance it was all made of bronze, but the casting process was different!