This burial chamber is nearly ten times worse than the burial wine room just seen, the height and width are nearly ten times, four huge columns full of reliefs stand in the four corners of the tomb, the ground of the tomb is piled up with a lot of things, as soon as the cold smoke is lit, we find that it is a hill-like gold and silver vessels, gems and glass, pearls and jade, our flashlight shines on it, it is brilliant, it is simply impossible to face it.

"My grandfather—" The fat man's eyes widened larger than a cow's, and his face was distorted.

I was so shocked that I could barely stand, Pan Zi muttered: "What did I say, the Jurchen treasury, the annual offering of the Southern Song Dynasty, I didn't fucking say it wrong." ”

I have been involved in this line for so long, and all I saw were broken copper and iron, I thought that this time I couldn't escape fate, I didn't think that there would be so many treasures in the imperial tomb of this small border and weak country, is it really as Pan Zi said, the treasures after the destruction of the country by Dajin, all of them have been given to Tun here, then it is not a matter of getting rich, the things here, just take a few things out, you can eat for a lifetime.

The fat man wants to roll into the pile of gold and silverware, I have the urge to go up and roll, but there is still a trace of reason in my heart, pull the fat man and let him not get carried away, many tombs of the gold are sprayed with poison, roll into it and be poisoned, too stupid, these things are better not to touch.

But I grabbed the fat man, but I didn't hold Pan Zi, he had already rushed into the pile of gold objects, grabbed a large handful of gold objects, and looked at it dumbfounded, his face was all gold sè in the golden light that came out of the reverse shè, and his whole body was trembling. Then he let go of his hand, and the objects fell through his fingers with a metal crashing sound.

I saw that Pan Zi was safe and sound after grabbing a few handfuls, and knew that the gold was not poisonous, so I was relieved and couldn't help but go up and grab a handful. I don't know who said it, but the human love for gold has been written into the genes and turned into an innate, irresistible instinct, and he was so fucking right.

Even if I am like me, although I am sanctimonious on the surface, but when I see the throbbing of gold, it comes from my heart, and I can't fool myself if I want to, I like these things.

A few people forgot everything at once, we ran to this pile, picked up a pile of things, ran to that pile again, took out a headband full of gems and looked carefully, these things are really superb, as long as there is one, put it in the museum is the treasure of the town. Now there are so many here, just take it, step on it, don't feel sorry.

The fat man had already started to load his bag on the side, he poured out all his equipment, didn't want anything, stuffed it into the bag hard, stuffed it full, and felt that it was wrong, he poured it all out, and went to stuff other things, and let out a meaningless sound while loading.

But soon we all found that no matter how we pretended it, we couldn't take away this treasure, and when we loaded it, we would immediately find better and more precious things appear under him, and when we loaded it with more precious things, we found that we had never seen it before, and we couldn't get hold of it at once.

I had been crazy for a long time, and it wasn't until we were exhausted and people had calmed down from the extreme excitement that I felt something was wrong, why didn't I hear Junko's voice after I came in.

I wiped the sweat from my head, got up from the pile of jewels, and looked around with my flashlight, and saw Junko standing on a pile of gold, not knowing what she was looking at.

I walked over and asked him what he was doing, wasn't he excited to see all this gold?

He didn't speak, but pointed down, and I followed his flashlight to shine it, and found that in the middle of the piles of gold, where countless treasures were around, there were several people huddled inside, motionless, as if they were dead.

I was immediately startled, and the excitement I had just now suddenly disappeared, and I got goosebumps.

The fat man and Panzi saw that Shunzi and I were standing there, thinking that we had found some treasure again, so they rushed over to take a look, but there were a few zongzi, and they couldn't help but be surprised.

We walked down the hollow in the pile of gold, held the flashlight in our backhand, and looked at it carefully, and found that it was indeed a dead man, and that he had been dead for some time, and that the skin of the corpse was frozen and dehydrated into an orange peel. But the strange thing is that these people are wearing rotten tweed coats, modern clothes, and there are a few rotten old-fashioned marching bags around them.

The fat man wondered, "What's the matter?" Who are these people? Our peers? ”

I shook my head, put on gloves and rummaged through the backpacks and clothes of those people, this kind of dress should be a popular clothes in the 80s and 90s, and now people in the countryside of Northeast China will also wear them in their forties and fifties, and we have seen many such half-grown old men in Yingshan Village. Depending on the level of decay, these people should have been dead here for 5-20 years.

Pan Zi asked: "Could it be that the herb pickers or hunters of Changbai Mountain entered here by mistake and died if they couldn't get out?"

"Unlikely." I ripped off the clothes of a corpse, which was a female corpse, and looked at the ears of the female corpse, which had old-fashioned earrings on them, and a watch on her hand, which had long since rusted. "You see, this is a plum blossom watch, an old style, even a mayor-level person may not be able to get it at that time, this woman is not small, not like a person in the countryside."

"Could that be a lost tourist from the 80s?" Pan Zi asked again, "The mark we followed all the way was engraved by them?" ”

I shook my head, it is impossible for them to engrave the mark, because I have seen the mark in the submarine tomb, it must have been carved by a related person, either Aning and them, or a stuffy oil bottle. It's possible to say that you are a lost tourist, but if you really get lost, you can get lost in this kind of place? The underground palace tomb road, without considerable courage, ordinary people dare not go down.

However, if this woman has a little background, such as the children of some leader, or has a little connection with the local bureaucrats, and the disappearance may have a great impact on the local area, Junzi is not young, and may hear it at the time, so I want to turn my head and ask him, in the past 5-20 years, have they had any more sensational disappearances here.

When I turned my head, Junko didn't run down with us, but still stayed on the pile of gold, her expression very stiff.

I wondered in my heart, could it be that Junko was also hit by the tongue of the corpse like a fat man, and I didn't see anything on his neck, I saw that he was still a little trembling, and I felt that something was wrong.

The fat man said to him, "What's the matter, you're afraid of the dead?" Why didn't I see you scared just now? ”

Junko ignored the fat man, walked down step by step with heavy steps, came to one of the corpses, squatted down, and I found that he was so nervous that he almost fell.

It suddenly occurred to me what was going on.

The fat man wanted to pat him, but I stopped the fat man and waved his hand at him, and the fat man asked me softly, "What's wrong with him?" Evil? ”

I shook my head, these corpses, if I guessed correctly, may be the ones that Junko and I mentioned, his father brought into the team of Changbai Mountain ten years ago, and the corpse that Junko is looking at now may be his father, so he acted so nervously.

Unexpectedly, if he really expected him, following us, he could really find his father's body......

But is this a coincidence or what? The ten-year-old team has strayed here? Or is there something else we don't know about?