Chapter 111: The Legend of the Ghost Valley

The small pieces are all stuffed into the pockets, and the pockets on the body are stuffed.

But if it's a little bigger, it won't fit.

I don't have a travel bag or anything like that.

"Hey, you put your white arms down and take off your coat first." Su Qingya said to me.

"What are you doing?"

"What else can you do, pack these things up and take them away." Su Qingya said as a matter of course.

Antiques, pack and take away, this sounds arrogant.

Hurriedly took off her coat, Su Qingya tied up the two cuffs, used the two sleeves as pockets, stuffed all the things inside, and stuffed the clothes with stuff, and finally tied a knot and carried it on her shoulders.

After packing up all of this, we left.

"Yo, Officer Chen, you can go down, there is an old coffin inside, I don't know what age it is, you can basically leave it alone." I squinted my eyes and grinned.

But Chen Ming, as well as the nearby policemen, were all looking at me and Su Qingya with a strange gaze.

On my body, I was carrying a long strip-shaped object, and as for Su Qingya's back, I was carrying a big package.

These people, all of them, are constantly twitching.

An old coffin? I'm afraid it's not an ancient coffin, right?

These two people, shouldn't they have scavenged all the burial goods in the coffin, no wonder they have to let their people go down.

It's just that after all, we solved this matter, and now in this situation, these people can only act as if they didn't see anything and let us leave.

"Ah, by the way, just down there, there is a pool of blood, and there is a white bone soaked in the blood pool, if you guess correctly, it should be Zhao Quan's bone." After walking some distance, I turned back and admonished.

Then Su Qingya and I left here completely.

didn't go anywhere else, went directly back to his room, put down his white arm, and the backpack on Su Qingya's body had been opened.

Empty your travel bag, take stock of these things, and stuff them into your travel bag.

"There are eighteen pieces of gold, twenty-four pieces of silver, and three pieces of jade."

In this coffin, there are a total of forty-three antiques, all of which we have taken.

"It seems that Qin Shi Huang should also be worried that Bai Qi will make trouble, and he is fully prepared, on the one hand, he uses silver and gold as a funeral, hoping to eliminate Bai Qi's resentment."

"On the other hand, suppress it with some precious jade to avoid a resurgence in vain, these are all treasures." Su Qingya said happily.

Those gold and silver objects are just ordinary antiques, ordinary funerary goods.

The real power is the three pieces of jade.

One of the pieces of jade is a brush carved from jade.

The whole body shows a kind of cyan traces, and the whole is transparent, even for people like me who don't understand jade, they can see that this is definitely a good jade.

I don't know what the bristles are made of, it looks golden and shining, and after so many years, it has not rotted, and it is certainly not an ordinary color.

On this jade pen, there are countless dense boys, and I can't recognize all of them.

Su Qingya pinched this brush with two fingers, identified the handwriting on it, and put it down after a long time: "This pen, the name is called the Spring and Autumn Pen, and the Spring and Autumn Period is a Qin Dynasty monk, and it is used to draw talismans, and it is a good treasure."

"In the current cultivation world, I'm afraid it will cause a bloody storm and make countless people crazy to grab it." Su Qingya was amazed.

"And the perennial drawing of the talisman itself has been penetrated by the aura, and the charm drawn with this pen is probably several times more powerful than the ordinary drawing."

"It's also a pretty good artifact in itself."

"What about this thing?" Pointing to another strange thing, which looked like a wine gourd, it was also carved from beautiful jade, crystal clear, and the surface was shining, as if it could see the water droplets flowing inside through this layer of jade.

Su Qingya picked up this wine gourd and looked at it carefully, there were no strange words carved on the wine gourd, so Su Qingya basically couldn't distinguish it.

"It looks a bit like the legendary soul gourd, it's the kind of thing used to absorb ghosts and smelt ghosts directly, if you encounter some evil ghosts, you can test it."

"What about this?" My finger pointed to the last thing.

It was a book-like thing.

Of course, it's not the modern kind of book, but the ancient kind of bamboo slip book, but it's made of jade, so it should be regarded as a jade slip book.

It was covered with pitch-black ink, full of all kinds of words, densely packed, and looked a little dizzy.

Su Qingya didn't know much about this thing.

But fortunately, Su Qingya has studied ancient characters and can still identify the contents of the jade slip book.

Su Qingya read word by word, and there was still a little sound at first, but when she got to the back, she didn't even have a voice.

I only saw the expression on Su Qingya's face, and it became more and more solemn, as if she had discovered something amazing.

Until the end, Su Qingya suddenly gasped, and her face even looked a little pale.

"Hey, what's written on this, your face is so ugly?" I couldn't help but ask.

Only Su Qingya knows, and I don't know the content of this, to be honest, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

Su Qingya's throat squirmed slightly, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Turning to me, he said, "Listen."