Chapter 147: Straight to the point

"This ...... This...... This...... This flask...... It's hot......"

"How is that possible? Do you think this stone table is solar, and besides, there is no sun underground? "Top novel," Zhu Jianping hummed.

"Really, I don't believe you come and touch it, it's like the wine in it, it's still hot, it's really hot, it's like just hot wine, it's really like someone was sitting here drinking just now, damn it, Xu Fu's old guy came out of the Qin Dynasty and harmed the Han Dynasty, don't tell me he has lived until now, really, the old immortal......"

Xiong Zhiqi thought in disbelief, as if he was frightened and lost his soul.

"Really, the flask is hot, the temperature here is only about ten degrees, and the temperature of this flask is at least seventy or eighty degrees." Zhu Jianping touched it and said to Zhao Zhu beside him, at the same time, Zhu Jianping also exhaled very reluctantly, at this time, he was also digesting the shocking emotions in his heart.

Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand, pressed down, and said, "You guys, calm down, calm down, don't panic yourself, we are not ordinary tomb robbers, ok?" ”

"Uh...... However, I think, even if we are people in the group, even if we are veterans, but I think that if Xu Fu is really not dead, it is estimated that even if he is the administrator of the group, when he meets him, he is all scum, and he has lived for more than 2,000 years, how deep is the mana? Xiong Zhiqi reluctantly swallowed and said.

Zhu Jianping also gasped and sat down on the chair on one side.

Zhao Zhu can understand Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping's mood at this time, since entering the tomb, all kinds of magic and incredibleness in this cemetery have actually been transformed into awe of Xu Fu's existence, yes, it is a kind of awe;

How terrible must it be to be able to create such a tomb man? It seems to be a variety of spaces and formations. For him, it's all like a plaything at his fingertips.

However, fortunately, this is Xu Fu's tomb, since it is Xu Fu's tomb, it means that Xu Fu is dead, he is dead, no matter how powerful he is, no matter how incredible he is, he is already dead;

When a person dies, he is nothing.

A dead man. A dead person who has become a zongzi at most, naturally not as terrible as Xu Fulai, who is alive.

It is precisely because they subconsciously think that Xu Fu is dead, so Zhao Zhu, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping have the courage to go all the way to the depths, to rob Xu Fu's tomb, and to take away the magic weapons or treasures they need from here.

Xu Fu died, and Zhao Zhu and others called tomb robbery and made a fortune from the dead. If...... Xu Fu is not dead, so this kind of behavior is self-defeating, and it belongs to kicking his nose in the face.

Zhao Zhu also reached out and touched the wine jug. Indeed, it was warm, and there was a faint aroma of wine between the spouts, before. There are also archaeological discoveries of wine buried underground for more than 1,000 years, but Zhao Zhu can guarantee that the kind of wine that has been dug up. It's definitely not as good as the pot in front of me, because this pot seems to have just been served off the small red clay stove, and to use an inappropriate analogy, this pot of wine is very tender and fresh.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhu looked at the thatched house in front of him again, smiled, and said:

"Don't scare yourself, really, there's a pot of wine here, whoever put it, how about we take a sip first."

"Brother Zhao?" Xiong Zhiqi looked at Zhao Zhu, he thought Zhao Zhu was crazy.

"Zhao Dashao?" Zhu Jianping also looked at Zhao Zhu, he thought that the most rational behavior now is to leave with interest, and if the person above who broke the company dared to stop him and others, he would let them die as much as they wanted, and then leave Shaanxi and go back to Shenzhen.

"Since the host has heated the wine and released it, if you don't take a sip, I'm sorry for the host's thoughts."

Zhao Zhu took out a bottle of water, first poured out the pure water inside, and then took out a card, under the tomb, due to the limitation of mental power, even if Zhao Zhu can use cards, the cards can't fly out of half a meter around him, at this time, take the card, it is used as a knife.

The card was cut halfway through the bottle, and then a simple plastic cup was ready, Zhao Zhu put the cup on the table, stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and then, opened the lid of the pot of wine, as soon as the lid was opened, the first thing that escaped was not the aroma of wine, but a pale green light.

At this moment, Xiong Zhiqi and Zhu Jianping on the side couldn't sit still all of a sudden, because at this time, even a fool could see that there was something wrong with this pot of wine, at least, it was not as they thought before, it was just warmed and released by Xu Fu.

In the flask, there is wine, but in the wine, there is a large green solid floating in it, and the green light is emitted by this thing.

"What is this? Is it a treasure or a magic weapon? Xiong Zhiqi asked.

Zhu Jianping also shook his head and said, "I haven't seen this kind of baby, Zhao Dashao, have you seen it?" ”

"This is not the kind of thing you imagine, this is also a piece of jade, it's just that it's called chalcedony, and it's chalcedony with a soul, I used to follow my old man to visit a central ~ central ~ old chief ~ chief's house, and I saw this small piece of chalcedony in the old chief's house, which was sent by a warlord in a country in Southeast Asia.

This kind of chalcedony with a soul, a jade mountain range with a large enough volume has a chance to produce this piece, it can be said to be the best jade among the best jade, extremely precious, and even with a certain spirituality, however, it still belongs to the category of nature.

It seems that Xu Fu put this chalcedony in this pot of wine two thousand years ago, so even if it is two thousand, it will pass, because of the mutual nourishment of chalcedony and wine, chalcedony is still clear and smooth, and the wine is still warm and delicious. ”

Zhao Zhu couldn't help but admire, indeed, compared with using chalcedony to warm wine, the methods used by those literati in history were really a bit dirty.

"Well, it's this kind of thing, no wonder I don't know it." Xiong Zhiqi smiled.

"Of course you don't know, who called you not an official ~ the second generation, this is called hanging ~ the gap between the silk and the second generation, people are not comparable to us in terms of knowledge." Zhu Jianping took a long breath and continued, "That is to say, Xu Fu is still dead, right?" This thatched house, we still have to open it, you see, people use chalcedony to warm wine, this is more luxurious than using gold to make a toilet, so don't look at this thatched house It doesn't look ordinary, but maybe there are any treasures in it. ”

"Jing ~ worm, who told you that this thatched house is ordinary? Look at this grass, it's black, do you think it's because of 2,000 years, so it's changed from yellow to black? Let me tell you, if you just get a bunch of this black grass and stick it on your ancestral grave, if your grandfather hasn't corrupted into slag, it is estimated that he will be able to swindle it out of the coffin and have breakfast with you the next day. This is called Soul Grass, which was used by ancient wizards for soul conjuring sacrifices, and I will pull some out later and take it away. ”

Xiong Zhiqi undoubtedly knows more about ghosts and gods than Zhu Jianping, in fact, in Zhao Zhu's opinion, Xiong Zhiqi is a bit like Doraemon, a little all-rounder, not to mention that he knows everything very well and deeply, but he knows a little bit about everything, and he knows a little bit about everything.

"Look at it, even the grass is a baby, fatty, remember to take some more, I'll insert a little bit on your ancestral grave, and then let your grandmother come out to see if it's my grandfather or your grandmother."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, okay, are you ready, open the door." Zhao Zhu reminded.

"Oh, okay, I'll go open the door." Xiong Zhiqi moved very fast this time, standing by the door of the thatched house, Zhu Jianping and Zhao Zhu stood behind Xiong Zhiqi, Zhu Jianping was facing the door, and Zhao Zhu was standing a little more side of the door.

"This door is also a treasure, the soul wood, the groove, if you use this material to make a coffin, even if you bury the body in the swamp, it can also ensure that it will not rot for a hundred years, the innermost coffin of the Qianlong Lord was to use some soul restoration wood, when Sun Dianying's soldiers robbed the tomb, the body of the Qianlong Lord was still tender after the coffin was opened."

Xiong Zhiqi touched the door and said.

"Damn, dead fat man, can you open the door first and then be verbose, if you want this door, you can carry it out later." Zhu Jianping urged on the side.

Xiong Zhiqi nodded, and then pushed the door open with a slight force in his palm, the door was actually not locked, and it was not difficult to push it open, but, in the direction of the door, inside, there was a table, and there was a mirror on the table, when Xiong Zhiqi pushed the door open, Xiong Zhiqi was actually standing behind a door panel, so the first to see the situation inside the door was Zhu Jianping, who was standing behind Xiong Zhiqi but facing the door.

Zhu Jianping only felt that his heart was beating violently, and his heart was alarmed, and he didn't want to dodge his body, but there was a time difference between the reaction of the person and the execution of the body, so even if Zhu Jianping flashed quickly, one of his arms was still projected on the mirror in the room.

In an instant, Zhu Jianping only felt that his right side of his body was light, and his entire right arm was directly separated from his body, and he himself let out a miserable scream, lying on the ground, and his arm fell beside him.

And Xiong Zhiqi felt that he had just pushed the door open a little bit, and he felt that he had knocked down something behind the door, like a drum, because then, there was a drum sound in the house, Xiong Zhiqi only felt as if his chest had been hit by a boulder, and his ribs were broken several times in a row, and a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then the whole person flew out backwards and rolled down to Zhu Jianping's side.

It was just a door, and now among the three people, two were seriously injured, and the door that had just opened a little bit was slowly closed at this time. (To be continued......)