Ah Chen looked down on these people under the Yellow Witch very much, and snorted contemptuously at Dali, not even bothering to speak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, I thought that Achen was different from the third master, at least they were more humane than them, and they would take care of people, but just at that moment I found out that in their bones, they were born with an old-school self-confidence, or conceit, and looked down on anyone in their hearts, even if it was the partner they were relying on, they all had a kind of innate suspicion and contempt, and always maintained a high sense of superiority. It seems that all the people who are close to them are active and willing to stick to them, they take advantage of each other, and on the other hand, they keep a considerable distance from each other, and refuse to attach a minimum of trust, and the grouping of personnel before the third master is a good proof. It's just that Achen is a little more friendly to me.

But now, I have to start to suspect that this is Achen deliberately doing it at the behest of the third master, deliberately trying to get close to me. I don't know what he wants to get from me. Anyway, Lao Tzu didn't rob money, robbed sex...... Not even worse!

Thinking about it, our boat went to the place where Dali had just passed, and when I saw the painting on the stone wall, I realized the reason why Dali had bitten his tongue just now - at the end of the forest and mulberry field, another group of child laborers were carrying a large bamboo basket on their backs, transporting stones to the construction site one by one.

The children are not as tall as the bamboo baskets on their backs, and when the stones are put in, they bend down at once, and sweat runs down their foreheads to their necks; They didn't wear shoes on their feet, and they were under the poisonous sun, and they walked with footprints.

I can't help but think that Qin Shi Huang used nearly a million laborers to build the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum, and I don't know which one was more miserable compared to the situation on the mural? This is the sorrow of the working people living at the lowest level of society under the hierarchical feudal system...... My mind flashed suddenly, and I remembered the vendor's costume on the picture in the bazaar, I had never paid attention to these details before, but when Huang Witch analyzed it, I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

I remember that he was wearing a loose robe that reached his feet, with a front ** collar, a belt in the middle of the clothes, large sleeves, but narrow cuffs, and a small handkerchief on the top of his head...... These should be the costumes of the Qin people, but the buyer's dress can't be remembered...... Oh, by the way, I think of his study, when he was talking to someone, so he had a good jug of wine and two glasses on the table.

No, more precisely, it should be called "Jue", three-legged, with ears, is a kind of drinking vessel that was common for drinking in the heyday of bronze use in China, and most of the users are noble and have knighthoods.

Because my shop once included Qing Dynasty fakes of this kind of thing (that is, fakes made in the Qing Dynasty), so Sizhi was kind and recognized it at a glance.

Imagine, why did a noble lord buy a batch of child laborers to build a garden house at night? Don't...... Was it secretly instructed by Qin Shi Huang? Qin Shi Huang, the old man, built a palace for himself outside of Lishan?

Unfortunately, now the information is limited, and there is no one around to discuss, so I have to reserve my opinion first, and then look back.

I flashed my efforts, and most of the painting in front of me was already halfway through, and I hurriedly glanced at it, as if it was talking about the process of building this palace, which was boring, so I didn't want to look at it. The next one is important, after it is built.

The young lord stood in front of the magnificent palace with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, and his face couldn't help but show a very satisfied expression.

Further on, there is a specific introduction to the interior of this palace, and the mapper is very clever to draw a bird's-eye view, but unfortunately, the picture has just been shown to the beautiful trees in the front of the good fields, the small bridge and flowing water, and when I was about to talk about the houses and buildings behind, there were traces of fire on the stone wall again, and it was black, damn it, I couldn't see anything.

The sixth son "leaned" and scolded: "His grandmother's! Which turtle grandson did it, Lao Tzu had to kill him! ”

This was meant to be a venting, untargeted sentence, but Liuzi suddenly turned his head and kicked on the keel next to Ah Li, his eyes hooked upward, and he stared at me as if he had done it.

Although I am not afraid of the shadow, Ah Li is sitting next to his lap, in case this guy goes crazy and does anything to hurt Ah Li, I will **** a hundred fights, and it will be useless.

I straightened my back and said, "What do you think I'm doing?" It's also my first time in this place, and if you think about it with your pig brain, you know that I didn't do it. ”

Liuzi didn't get angry this time, probably because he knew that Ah Li was in his hands, and I just had a good time, and I couldn't do anything.

Liuzi raised his eyebrows at me, and at some point he turned out a dagger in his hand, playing back and forth between his fingers, and his movements were quite skillful: "Don't pretend, you kid!" Last time in the Bishan Palace, wasn't the painting on the wall destroyed by you? This fucking re-trick again?! ”

I also remembered when he said this, it was the tomb of the ghost head of the people in the gossip underground palace, and the four walls of the tomb depicted a snake king who could drive the water snake to carry a sedan chair for him, the snake king had his hands and eyes to the sky, and practiced a secret technique that could live forever, and put himself in a coffin full of small snakes, so that the little snakes crawled all over his body, revealing only a pair of eyes.

At that time, Lao Qiao was still the military advisor of the third uncle, and he speculated that the fourth mural must be engraved with the specific operation method of this secret technique, but that painting was burned by a fire! And coincidentally, this fire was set not long ago, and standing on the edge of the wall, you can still smell the sulfide.

Lao Qiao seemed to deliberately hint that this matter was done by me or my junior brother, and the third uncle was already suspicious, and when Lao Qiao hinted again, he affirmed the speculation that I was the culprit, and beat me up on the spot, and my legs were almost broken. I used the poison at that time to protect myself. However, this poison is a weak poison that can temporarily soften people's muscles and bones, and it is not harmful to the body. That was also the final scene when I broke up with the third master and uncle.

However, this matter is really not what I did, I originally wanted to ask my junior brother after I came out, but there were too many things at the time, and I forgot about it when I was busy, and I met that kid again this time, I must remember to ask clearly, otherwise this black pot will be too wronged.

My mind raced and I said, "The one on the wall of the tomb, you say?" Oh, I thought you did it? ”

Liuzi scolded: "You really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" I'll tell you the truth, we found this in that secret room. Liuzi said, took out a small thing from his pocket, and when he lit up to the flashlight, he saw that it was a bronze block in the shape of an arched bridge, and on the side facing me, there was a small seal engraved with the word "Dui".

I looked a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, I remembered that the shape of this bronze block happened to be the same as the shape of the groove above the bronze square box that was snatched by the man in black.