Chapter 310: The Treasure Vault
"You say, who will be the owner of this coffin, if it is the owner of the tomb, this heart is too big, isn't this obvious that it is to touch the gold for the tomb robbers? Or, there is this super big zongzi buried here, and it will jump out directly to help us kill them all later, the fat man has opened his eyes this time, and after pouring the bucket for so long, it is really the first time I have seen someone put the coffin at the gate. We had already walked to the position in front of the coffin, and the fat man was carrying a black mallet, looking at the coffin in front of him and saying, a little impatient.
I think even if there is a super big dumpling in here, as long as we have no opinion, the fat man will go up and dismantle the coffin in minutes.
"It's hard to say, I haven't met it either, just go up and have a look." Separated by three large steps of one meter high and one meter five wide, you can see the text on the coffin, which is different from the oracle bone inscription on the door, the text on the coffin is the mainstream common traditional Chinese characters, because it is on the coffin, so it is engraved with seal characters.
Before I could finish speaking, the fat man began to climb directly, and as soon as he supported the steps with both hands, he jumped up, and the flexible fat man, so we also began to climb up with the fat man.
The head of the coffin is next to the steps, and the whole step is parallel, very flat, at a glance, you can know that it is deliberate, but I don't know why I do it, I feel that the owner of this coffin has obsessive-compulsive disorder in his life, or the late one.
Three steps to climb fast, unlike Princess Miaoyue's Hades Temple, dozens of such steps, climb up to exhaust people to death, if you don't believe that this kind of steps will be very tired, you can climb the stairs yourself to try down, not to mention dozens of floors, climb five or six floors are hard.
When everyone came to the top of the stairs, our minds were not on the coffin, but on both sides of the bronze ancient door piled up with dark weapons, this kind of scene I have only seen in the Warring States Tomb in Tibet, I did not expect to see the second time in my lifetime, it is not an exaggeration to say, this is simply a pile of banknotes all over the ground.
As soon as the flashlight shone like this, a lot of gold and silver utensils and some artifacts inlaid with precious stones burst out with a dazzling light, which was much brighter than those spars just now, and it was a genuine treasure.
In addition to gold and silver utensils, there are also a lot of jade porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, wood carvings and coins are also piled up slowly, here like garbage is thrown at the door, and in the eyes of the secular people, it is like entering a treasure trove, which makes people linger.
Standing in front of these treasures, even the most pure-hearted and desireless people are afraid that they will be hooked up with greedy desires, and the treasures themselves are attractive enough, not to mention the value behind these treasures.
"Rich! Haha, get these things out, let's spend the rest of our lives, don't ...... I won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of my life. The fat man looked at the treasures in front of him, and he was a little trembling when he spoke, which was enough to see how excited he was in his heart.
Of course, I was actually quite excited, nodded and said, "It's rich, Sister Jing, that Linglong heart shouldn't be in these treasures, it doesn't look easy to find." ”
"These are just worldly things, nothing to look at, although they are worth a lot of money, but it is impossible for Linglong's heart to be thrown in this, it is possible in this coffin, if I guess correctly, this coffin should be the coffin of the Naxi sacrifice." Yan Jing didn't look at the piled up artifacts much, but was more interested in this coffin.
In fact, she was right, although there are many of those dark weapons, but even if we take it, we can't put it out, and naturally there is no need to pick fat and thin, although this treasure pile looks very spectacular at first glance, but I took a closer look, it is indeed nothing too high-grade things, but they are not the kind of rotten stall goods, just take one out, sell for 10,000 yuan There is absolutely no problem at all.
The fat man had already taken the fire man and Mu Leng and a few of them into the treasure pile, and began to pick up things, touching one in the east and taking one in the west, but there was a bit of the rhythm of the monkey moving corn, and when he saw a better one, he still put the one in his hand in the pile of dead weapons.
"You guys be careful, don't get any mechanism, see it clearly before you take it, don't touch the poisoned artifact, otherwise you will suffer." I was a little unsure of them, so I admonished.
I can't blame me for being too cautious about this, because in many ancient tombs, the artifacts are soaked in poison, specially to tempt the unlucky thief to take it, some powerful poison, as long as you touch it and invade the blood, you can take people's lives in minutes.
"Come on, don't worry." As he spoke, the fat man raised his hand at me, and I was a little relieved to see the gloves he was wearing.
The ancients didn't even have the technology of poison, because there was a market demand at that time, and who dared to study poison in this era, it was purely their own death, but it was different in ancient times.
On the one hand, the emperor will let the warlocks play with the elixir and some health medicines, but he will also let them refine some poisons when they are fine, these poisons are also widely used, the more official is to stab to death, that is, to reward some ministers to eat, such as the kind of officials who are highly meritorious, and the deaths are quite ugly.
So the ancients studied the golden mean, as far as the world is concerned, in fact, every dynasty is like this, the emperor is the top person in a country, but if someone's power crisis reaches the emperor, then what awaits is only destruction.
Many hidden families in China are tired of the disputes between the government and the opposition, and choose to keep a low profile, but each of the real forces is enough to be described as unfathomable, and none of the families that can be inherited for more than eight generations is a fuel-efficient lamp.
Since the owner of this tomb has placed things at the gate, I have probably guessed the purpose of doing this, which is nothing more than to persuade him to retreat.
Tomb robbers go to the tomb basically to seek wealth, and after being able to get the treasure of a lifetime, few people are willing to risk their lives anymore, after all, this is a thing that can happen at any time, and the people who die in the tomb are basically not happy.
Seeing that the fat man had gloves, I didn't care about them, and the two sides of the bronze ancient door didn't look like there was a mechanism, standing next to the coffin, I carefully began to look at the coffin.
The coffin is not protected by the coffin, but the material of the coffin is not bad, although it is not as luxurious as the golden silk nan ebony, but it is also willow wood, that is, the wood of Guangxi, although this thing is not very valuable in modern terms, but in ancient times, the value is only a little lower than the golden silk nanmu, and it is also only enjoyed by dignitaries, mainly due to regional restrictions, at that time the traffic was too disgusting, and the transportation cost was too high.
Isn't there an old saying in China about dying in Liuzhou, which is not false at all, and when you die, you can directly bury a willow coffin on the spot, which is very worry-free.
When I walked around to the coffin, I saw the words, but because the coffin was parallel to the steps, I could only stretch my neck to go out to see it, which was a little too uncomfortable, so I jumped straight down.
(End of chapter)