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Jakui was very curious, entered the tomb, held a torch and looked around: "Hey, hey, this is not as terrifying as imagined, this house is bigger than our family, what is this coffin made of?" Paintings, there are paintings on the walls. ”

When Jakui entered the tomb for the first time, he couldn't hide his excitement.

It's so abnormal, it's very rare.

Seeing that Jia Kui was not serious, Yao Wuguan gave a brief warning: "When you enter the underground palace, don't say much, the evil qi is easy to enter from the mouth, making your stomach sick." ”

Jakui then shut up and touched the murals with his hands.

The painting depicts a plump woman with a long dress that is half open, in the form of a wide garment and untied, revealing a full chest, with a deep collarbone that can raise goldfish, full of eyebrows and eyes, looking up for the rain and dew to moisturize, lifelike.

"Come here." Yao Wuguan beckoned Jia Kui, and Jia Kui was reluctant to look at the charming woman.

Gu Fanhai knows the rules very well, and has always followed Yao Wuguan's side, so that he can do whatever he wants.

Standing in front of a stone urn, Yao Wuguan asked Gu Fanhai and Jia Kui to lift the lid of the urn.

Holding a torch to take a closer look, Yao Wuguan found that there was actually muddy water in the stone urn, and then exuded a smell of pickles.

"Big brother, it's kimchi, right?" Jia Kui doesn't talk a lot on weekdays, but now he may be excited about entering the dungeon for the first time, and he always wants to say something.

Dip the drill into the murky water and test it, there is something beneath the surface.

With the edge of the urn, Yao Wuguan picked it up, and sure enough, Jia Kui was right, it was really a kimchi.

And it is well preserved, the carrots and carrots are bright in color, and the cabbage is crystal clear and transparent, if it is on the dinner table, it will arouse the appetite.

"Big brother, can you eat this?"

Jakui was greedy, and his throat rolled at the sight of eating.

"It's been a thousand years, and there are toxins." Yao Wuguan warned Jia Kui not to come.

It seems that this Jane was a good one when the king was alive, and he brought such a large vat and put it in the mausoleum.

And what about the other three urns?

Hurry up and wash the tomb, even the scriptures, the three of them must be waiting outside in a hurry.

If there were tomb robbers or those Japanese gangs attacking, the three of them might not be able to deal with it.

The lid of another urn was lifted, and there was no smell coming from it, and it was clear that this jar was not kimchi.

When he shone it with a torch, the urn was filled with things, and the surface was covered with a red silk cloth, and when he touched it with his hand, the red cloth immediately became fragments.

When the fabric is angry, it will be weathered.

Peel off the fragments of the red cloth, revealing a small basket, the size of a cicada cage, and stacked neatly.

Picking up the grub cage, Yao Wuguan didn't know what was in it, took out a dagger and picked it up, and fell to the ground, it was some black pieces, picked up a piece and looked closely, it was some charcoal, and the charcoal was hollow and rich.

"Big brother, is this gunpowder?"

Jia Kui squatted next to Yao Wuguan and took a piece curiously.

Yao Wuguan glanced at him, meaning that if you don't say a few words, will you die.

If it was Xie Liuzhi, he might have reprimanded a few words, but Jia Kui was different.

"Jia Kui, speak less in the underground palace and learn from Brother Gu." For Jia Kui, Yao Wuguan is very patient.

Gu Fanhai really didn't say a word, not that he was very sensible and talkative, but that he was born with a stuffy oil bottle, and he didn't say it in the underground palace, but when he saw the Jade Emperor Lao'er in the heavenly palace, he still didn't say it.

"Okay, big brother, I won't say anything, you let me say it, I'll say it." Jakui said obediently.

"This is charcoal, which is used to keep out the tide, which means that there is something precious underneath." Yao Wuguan saw Gu Fanhai looking at him, although he didn't open his mouth, but his eyes were asking the same question, Yao Wuguan had no choice but to explain.

Take out all the gnats on the surface and have a layer of wood underneath.

When Yao Wuguan lifted the plank, he clearly felt that Gu Fanhai and Jia Kui were holding their breath, and they were expecting a miracle.

There are really good things under the wooden board, head to head, beard to beard, neatly stacked with old mountain ginseng.

It seems that the owner of the tomb likes health care.

These ginseng plants are very large, dried, and each one and a half feet long, which is extremely rare, and each tree is very similar in length.

A single tree is worth fifty taels of silver when it is brought to the market, and if you buy these together and make a big deal, then each tree will have to be doubled.

After a while, we will fill these old ginseng ginseng, and then open the other two stone urns.

One was stacked with jar liquor.

One is filled with rice, millet, wheat beans and other grains.

Yao Wuguan grabbed a handful of grains, and when he saw that the grains were full, he decided to take these seeds out and plant them in the spring of next year to see if the seeds of this thousand years could still take root and sprout and grow grain.

Open a jar with a wooden lid, and the aroma of wine overflows.

Gu Fanhai is addicted to alcohol, even if he is very reserved, he can't help but keep his throat moving up and down.

Yao Wuguan saw Gu Chuanhai staring at the good wine and swallowing saliva by the light of the torch, took out a steel spoon from the treasure bag, scooped up a spoonful, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Not to mention Gu Chuanhai, even Yao Wuguan was tempted by the smell of wine, on weekdays, Yao Wuguan didn't drink at all, every time he saw his uncle drunk, he would hide far away.

A small drink is elegant, a medium drink is a joy, and a drunk drink is a ghost.

In Yao Wu's care, in addition to Faqiu's ability, his uncle is a drunkard and a pervert.

Dip a drop on the belly of your index finger, twist it with your thumb, slowly pull the two fingers apart, the wine is as viscous as honey, pull up a wine line, crystal clear, and the jade liquid elixir is nothing more than that.

Gu Fanhai gritted his teeth, twisted his head to the side, and took a few deep breaths.

"Brother Gu, although this wine is good, we still need to test it, and if it doesn't change poisonously, we can drink it."

Gu Fanhai didn't speak, but waved his hand, indicating that he could resist the temptation and didn't need to comfort him.

In the past, Yao Wuguan and his uncle had encountered wine in many tombs, some of which could be drunk and some of which could not, and the color and taste were really different from today's wine.

From these urns of eating and drinking, it can be seen that this Jane is a foodie.

After opening four stone urns, the next step is to open the sarcophagus.

Jia Kui couldn't wait, strode onto the stone platform, and was about to exert his strength by holding the edge of the coffin lid.

Yao Wuguan hurriedly stopped it.

Standing next to the sarcophagus on the stage, Yao Wuguan asked Jia Kui and Gu Fanhai to fold their hands and bow silently three times to show respect for the owner of the tomb.

In the past, his uncle did this, Yao Wuguan was very disdainful, he thought that these were all pretending to be eggs, and Faqiu was originally an unrighteous act, and he made a gesture.

Now, he couldn't help but ask the two of them to do it, and he took the lead.

Yao Wu smiled with concern: "Is it true that people grow up like this?" I didn't believe in anything, but when I grew up, I believed it? It turns out that I don't care about anyone, but I care when I grow up? ”

The sarcophagus lid was thick and wide, weighing a thousand pounds.

Gu Chuanhai and Yao Wuguan were on one side, and Jia Kui was on the other, exerting force together, but they didn't even lift up.

Estimating the weight, with the divine power of the three of them, it shouldn't be a problem to lift the coffin lid, there must be something strange in it.

Yao Wuguan lit the lighter and carefully inspected the joint part of the coffin lid and sarcophagus, and he understood what was going on.

When the sarcophagus is lowered, cooked glutinous rice is smeared on the edge of the coffin box, and the glutinous rice is equivalent to cement.

The lid and box are glued together and are very strong.

The steel drill was smashed into the coffin lid and the coffin box with a hammer, and the prying force was forced, and then the whole surrounding area was done so that the coffin lid was no longer glued to the coffin box, and the three of them worked together to lift the coffin lid and move it away.

Yao Wuguan was looking forward to what the inner coffin would look like.