Chapter 45: Taking Pictures
I entered the WeChat group according to what Baozi said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and after his explanation, he suddenly understood that the big pillar where the queen's body was hung was the black hole at the end of the square behind it. Looking back on it now, I do have an impression. But is that thing a black hole? Aren't black holes supposed to be like those swirling lightning in science fiction movies? I didn't expect that the black hole was really a black hole, and it didn't look powerful at all. Suddenly, my three views were ruined!
I asked Uncle Baozi, didn't he say that there is an inscription of Xu Fu's deeds before his death? If there is such a thing, it will save us from solving the problem one by one, and our heads will blow up. He frowned and said, "The inscription definitely exists, maybe someone took it." β
Got it? This place is full of rare and exquisite treasures, what do you do with a big and heavy inscription? Could it be that my mother took it?
We've basically solved the mystery so far, but of course the mystery about me doesn't have the slightest clue. The monk's bag over there contained a palm-sized golden figure, as well as amber, agate, jade, and a few small utensils. The rest are all 'unclear' treasures.
After studying the murals, Baozi paid attention to the treasures he held, and he studied history very thoroughly and knew what was a good thing. He used his bronze sword to buckle off a large piece of jade pendant on the bronze mirror, and then set his eyes on the golden coffin in the middle of the stone room.
With the bun, he walked towards the golden coffin. It was only then that I turned my attention to the golden coffin in the middle of the golden room, and I was just immersed in extreme excitement. Only now did I find that the coffin board was covered with three white lords. Jue this thing is an ancient drinking equipment, generally used for warm wine, with three legs under it, and the horns and mouth are in the shape of sharp angles. The texture of this jue should be made of ivory or rhino horn. Jue's whole body shines with milky white streamers, and the delicate edges of the beast-shaped carvings around the body are quite exquisite. The three knights stand on the coffin on both sides and in the middle, forming a balanced arrangement.
I saw that as soon as Baozi's gaze came into contact with the honorable man, the whole person was like a fool. His expression was sluggish, and even the night pearl he had just taken in his hand fell to the ground. His feet trembled, and he walked towards the golden coffin. Muttered in his mouth: "Immortal nectar? Could it be that this lord is the elixir of immortality that the First Emperor ordered Xu Fu to findβthe nectar of immortality? β
We heard him muttering and looked towards the coffin. Immortal nectar?! These four words have an immense amount of magic. For 5,000 years, the emperors and overlords of the past dynasties have almost forgotten to sleep and eat these four words. Rare treasures are obviously too pale for immortals. An inexplicable excitement suddenly rose in my heart. Eternal life? Can people really live forever?
Immediately I came back to my senses, the elixir of life that would only appear in the grotesque science fiction. I look at the three honorables, no matter how I think, they can't be found like this. I know that most of the contents are not immortal nectar. So I reminded behind me: "Buns, you take it easy, what bullshit is nectar that doesn't die." Damn, maybe it's the three poisonous wines, and the first emperor may give it to Xu Fu. β
"Oh?" Baozi was reminded by me, and his face softened: "It's me who is so excited!" Placed on what could have been Xu Fu's golden coffin, I thought of the nectar of immortality. I don't think so! Otherwise, Mr. Wang would have told us just now. β
Baozi paused, but the monk had already stepped forward first. After years of mixing water, he naturally knows what prudence is. He didn't reach for the lord, but just looked at it. Say: "What bullshit immortal nectar? The three white cups were empty, and if there were any good things, they would have been taken away long ago. β
Empty? We all gathered around the monk's words. Looking at the empty cup, there is no water stain at all, such a bright and luxurious honorable is deliberately placed on the golden coffin? Is it an ancient ornament? Obviously, that doesn't make sense!
"That's not right!" Baozi held his cheeks and frowned and said, "There must have been liquid in this lord." I could see the shallow white marks in the cup, which must have been filled before. Now that Jue is empty, it is impossible for this room to volatilize the liquid of a statue. It's as if someone took it or drank it! β
"That's not easy!" The monk first observed the three lords for a while, and made sure that there was nothing wrong. At this time, he stretched out his hand and took the three lords into his arms. Ignore our shocked gaze. He also said: "Then simply accept the three lords first, and open the coffin to see if it is Xu Fu inside!" Grandpa Monk has long wanted to see you blow into such a character? Xu Fu multi**, right? β
"Are you crazy?" I watched him take the Lord into his arms, frowned, and said, "Why are you so reckless?" This lord is going to have a mechanism like a frog and dissolve you! It's time for us to ask your Shaolin brother to recite the mantra for you! β
Da Zhuang also stepped forward and pulled the monk to start nagging one by one: "Yes! Monk! Don't do any work in the field! This digging up the grave of the ancestor is broken. We bastards can't lose their conscience like this. We robbed the Japanese devil black ship and recaptured the cultural relics smuggled by the foreign devils. We have done everything to win glory for the motherland, but why are you doing this to start our glorious career! β
"Fuck off!" The monk laughed strangely, slapped his hand away and said, "What does it mean to lose your conscience?" What does it mean to protect cultural relics? Damn, you're going to be a national hero and hand over the contents of your bag to the museum. Lao Tzu won't stop you, but we're making a headless business. In the business of mixing water, if you do a big job, you have to kill a boatload of people. Look at the good water head who doesn't have hundreds of lives under his hands? β
That's exactly what the monk said. Basically, the famous sailors who hijack ships at sea must be almost wiped out, otherwise it is easy to leave a scourge. There are two outcomes of being robbed, the first is that the pirates grab some money and goods, tie people up and detain the ship, and then evacuate. The second is to slaughter the whole ship and throw it into the sea to feed the fish, and then change the face of the hijacked ship and spray paint it and then sell it. Obviously, the second article is often more secure, after all, there is no proof of death. What's more, the probability of finding it after the ship changes its face is pitiful. So water bastards tend to be much bloodier than tomb robbers.
"It's okay to give it a try, I actually really want to see Mr. Xu Fu's appearance!" Baozi also nodded in agreement. I secretly said that the grooming is a wool, and at most it is a skeleton. However, the monk's proposal finally moved us. In the end, we decided to open the lid of the coffin to take a look. The four of them surrounded the four corners of the coffin, using bronze swords and several divine weapons as crowbars. I think for the coffin diggers, the tools in our hands are really extravagant.
The sick beauty leaned on the stone platform with her hands folded and looked at us. I sighed, counting on this girl's help, I'm afraid I'm going to be sad. We inserted the tip of the weapon into the gap in the lid of the coffin. The gap is not easy to insert. I kicked hard at the blade of the sword, barely tucking into the half-foot-long tip of the sword. The four of them prying hard, their faces were as suffocated as pig's liver, but the coffin lid did not move at all.
"No way!" Da Zhuang gasped and said. "You're fucking tired. This weighs at least a few thousand pounds of throat. With a few of us, even if we add a sick beauty, it is impossible to open it. β
I was so tired that I threw away the bronze in my hand and sat aside. The lid of this coffin is indeed very heavy, and it is reasonable that the coffin lid is usually nailed solidly. And this golden coffin didn't use nails, and it couldn't be pried open, and the people who wanted to cover the coffin didn't plan that it could be opened, so they omitted it.
The coffin couldn't be opened. We reluctantly gave up our plan to pay homage to Xu Fu's appearance. The monk said with the attitude of not being able to eat grapes and saying sourly: "Damn, the most awesome treasure in the world is probably in this golden room." There must be a dead man's rotten bones in the coffin. β
"The feeling that the monk said is!" Da Zhuang complied, and then he didn't know why he took out his mobile phone and said, "I've never seen so many treasures in my life." Let's take the whole picture. Go back to my hometown in the Northeast, and I will also take it out! β
The monk was quite in favor of the proposal to take the photo, clapped his hands and said, "Yes! Take a picture! I went back to Shaolin and let my senior brother Huiguang take a look at the bald man. How does Lao Tzu live outside? I used to beat me all the time, but now I make him depressed and depressed, and he has to hit the wall with his iron head skill! β
I couldn't have imagined standing in a stone chamber full of rare treasures at this moment, smiling and saying 'eggplant' in front of a golden coffin to take pictures. Several people posed in what they thought were the most handsome. I stood on the far left, the monk stood on my right hand on my shoulder, I was a little depressed because of my height, usually I put it on other people's shoulders. This guy is slightly taller than me, and he doesn't have anything to argue with me at the moment. Baozi held a piece of jade and stood on the far right with a shy smile, looking like an old scholar. I looked at the sick beauty, and saw that she was still leaning there with her hands crossed, looking indifferent.
Da Zhuang stepped forward and fixed the phone and set it to take a picture after 5 seconds. Then he ran back quickly. I look at his virtue, and secretly scold you mother! There are more than a dozen pieces of gold and jade wrapped around his neck, and he is holding a lot of jewels in his hand. Squeezed back and grinned and showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, squatting in front of us to pose.
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There was only a second left when I saw a huge red object squeezing against my right arm. I thought it was lice and was startled, so I opened my mouth wide and looked closer, and found that the red thing was actually the cello case of the sick beauty. She leaned sideways and folded her hands, and smiled faintly at the camera. I was stunned! Her actions made me suddenly understand that no matter how cold a woman is, as long as she takes photos, she will be abnormal!
'Click' phone flash lit up.
Da Zhuang happily jumped forward and brought his phone and showed us all the photos on the screen. I thought to myself that I had just scared the sick beauty, and I was afraid that this photo would be useless. At first glance, this is indeed the case, except for my surprised mouth to see the patient beauty, everyone else in the photo is very natural, especially the sick beauty, which gives people a bright feeling. If you don't contact a real person, if you look at the photos directly, you must think that she is a quiet weak woman. It is impossible to imagine that she is actually a female King Kong who tears tigers and leopards.