Chapter 17: Treasure Hunting

Song Changsi saw that Song Han somehow touched that thing, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and his face still frowned and said:

"What's the use of you taking this thing? If you don't take one of the magic weapons in it, it'll be too late to regret it in the future."

Song Han said with a simple smile: "I feel that I haven't even practiced my internal strength and use magic weapons now, but this gourd is cute when I look at it, I like it so much."

The grandfather was obviously very anxious, and he wanted to pretend to be casual, ran over and took out a delicate short knife up and down two feet, and said angrily: "This knife has been passed down in our family for 800 years, and it has been blown off at all;

"Really?" asked Song Han with an innocent expression.

The old man circled left and right, picked up a Qing Dynasty vase in the house and came back, waved his hand in front of several people, and the mouth of the beautiful Qing Kangxi Nian 'White Jade Painting Gold Ceramic Lotus Vase' was neatly cut off, "Look, look, what kind of knife is this, this is the treasure knife"

For an antique vase that is broken for tens of thousands of yuan, the old man is not a little distressed when the other one may also be scrapped.

just looked at Song Han with a look of hope, hoping to immediately change the gourd in his hand back, the knife was a good knife, but Song Han still held the little gourd tightly with a disbelieving expression on his face.

Song Yu and Song Wan each looked at the weapons in their hands, and then at the vase left by the grandfather.

Song Changsi broke out in an instant, "Bastard, don't even think about it, your sword is also very good, don't fight the idea of that vase, Lao Tzu still has to take it to appreciate the treasure, this time it's the only product in the Kangxi year."

Saying this, Song Yu and Song Wan also reacted, if it weren't for the good things, how could the grandfather put them away so preciously. The two of them also hurriedly grabbed the swords in their hands, afraid that the old man would regret it and go back later.

Song Han understood the statement of antiques at once, it turned out that when there was a second piece in the world, it was a pair of ornaments, but there was only one left, then it was an antique, or a unique old antique in the world.

Song Han pondered that the old wealth fan grandfather has seen too much in the treasure appreciation column, not to mention that there are 100 vases like him in the world, at least there are dozens of them, and when he really goes, it is estimated that he will be smashed by the 'brick family'.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Song Han became more and more sure that the copper gourd was not simple, and his head was shaking like a rattle, like a chicken protecting food, and he refused to change with him.

Song Changsi also reacted at this time, probably acting too anxiously, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, the vase is worthless, it's not valuable, it's imitation, it can't be genuine, Xiaohan, don't you really need a powerful weapon?"

"Grandpa, I'm still young, I feel like it's better to practice internal strength first, and when I become a big master that day, it's not too late to find a weapon to take advantage of" Song Han nodded hurriedly and firmly said that he didn't want a weapon.

"Forget it, forget it, since the child likes it, let him go," the second grandfather, Song Changhai, was helping beside him, and the third old man also nodded in agreement.

Song Changsi seemed to have been hollowed out all of a sudden, glared at the two brothers fiercely, and thought sadly in his heart, 'How can the things handed down by the ancestors be in the hands of children in a daze'

But the two brothers obviously helped Song Han speak, Song Changsi directly lost his spirit, and then looked at the half of the antique vase in his hand, and he was even more distressed.

Why do you owe it so much, Old Man Song will regret and want to whip himself a few big-eared scrapers, and his teeth are itching with hatred, what is not good to cut this, tens of thousands of dollars are gone.

What I regret even more is why I didn't take out the gourd earlier and put it away. Let the little rabbit touch it.

It's too late to say anything this time, looking at Song Han's iron-hearted appearance, Song Changsi waved his hand to the third old man with a painful face and said: "Take it away, take it away, take it away and take it away to these little bastards, give me a hard drill, and if you can't get out of it within half a year, all the internal strength will be driven down the mountain."

Song Han smiled and said that the eldest grandfather is becoming more and more virtuous, and the angry old man blew his beard and stared, he didn't dare to continue to stimulate and quickly ran away with the third grandfather.

Song Changan took Song Han and the three of them directly to the back mountain. Along the way, the three old men walked fast with the little crutches given to him by Song Han, and walked on the mountain path like walking on the ground for more than an hour, and then looked back at the houses in the village and became hazy.

After walking forward for half an hour, facing a cliff, the old man turned around and waited for a few people to reach behind him before saying, "Follow my steps below, don't make a mistake under your feet."

The three of them gasped and agreed, and as soon as the three old men stretched out their hands and groped on the stone for a long time, there was a sound of Kaka on the concave and convex stone wall in front of everyone, slowly separating a gap one meter wide and more than three meters high.

Song Han and the three of them opened their mouths in surprise, it turned out that there was a cave here, and there was such an exquisite stone door, if it was not opened, it would really be impossible to see it tightly.

Regardless of the surprise of the three of them, the old man said to follow, and walked in first, and the three of them didn't care about the shock, generally novels say that such a dense place is full of mechanisms, and if you are not careful, you may have to come to a thousand swords through the heart, so no one dares to be careless, and they all follow the old man's steps closely.

When everyone walked out about 100 meters, there was a rumbling sound behind them, and Song Han and the others also guessed that the stone gate was closed again. The cave immediately went dark, and the three old men didn't know how to get it, only to hear a clanging sound, and a soft light came from the top of their heads, and the three of them looked up and saw a long string of night pearls the size of a fist lined up overhead.

A few people gasped, a night pearl outside that had been fried to hundreds of millions of sky-high prices, even if they couldn't buy it with money, there were dozens of them lined up here.

"If you take one of them down and take them out, you'll be a billionaire right away," all three of them thought to themselves.

"The three little cubs don't even think about it, these are all things left by thousands of years of ancestors, and anyone who dares to move a hair will be expelled from the family with their hands and legs broken. And this thing is really not worth anything, it is just an ordinary fluorescent stone, don't think it is a night pearl" probably knew what the three people thought in their hearts, and the three old men came down with a basin of cold water, and immediately extinguished the small flames of the three people. I was embarrassed in my heart, thinking that it was some kind of amazing treasure.

Look at the wall on the left-hand side, the old man said in his mouth to change the seven stars to move forward, regardless of whether the three of them understood or not, they directly changed the pace and jumped forward, the three of them saw the old man said seriously, and no longer dared to be distracted to look at the 'night pearl', although the baby is good, but it is not worth his own life, they all put away their careful thoughts, and ran forward closely behind the old man.