Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

On the third day after Partridge Whistle returned, the whole family moved out of Luo Chen's house. It wasn't that Luo Chen didn't want his old brother to live in, but that Partridge Whistle, who had a big business, had already bought a house.

And it's not far from everyone's residence, and it takes less than 5 minutes to walk around the street.

Luo Chen, who had just finished breakfast that day, really had nothing to do, so he wanted to continue discussing biological issues with his wives.

But the beautiful thoughts were interrupted by a guy with no eyesight.

"Master Luo! We caught a dealer in cultural relics.!"

Who else could have started yelling before seeing anyone except Fatty, a careless bastard, but Luo Chen was a little surprised, cultural relics dealer?
Before Luo Chen realized what kind of ghost the cultural relics dealer was, Fatty and Xiao Hu pushed a person to push the door and walked in.

The moment Luo Chen saw this person, he just drank the tea in his mouth and sprayed it out.

What shape is this?
Yellow rubber shoes, cropped pants?
His skin is dark and reddish, and his figure is thin. He looks like someone who has been working under the sun for a long time. How could he have anything to do with cultural relics dealers?

Besides, following Luo Chen's orders these days, the antiquities trade has been put on the surface, so where are there cultural relics dealers?
"Master Luo, this is the product!"

"It looks like an honest person, but he actually traded antiquities with foreigners!!!"

Following Fatty Xiaohu's opening, Luo Chen finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Didn't Xiao Hu and Fatty set up a place in Panjiayuan to do business, but the business was bleak, so the two of them thought about closing the door and going around to see if they could catch a leak.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the street, I saw such a product, talking to a foreigner.

They also sneakily let the foreigners look at the things in their bags. This is clearly a problem. As Luo Chen's personal soldiers, the two of them saw that it was okay to trade ancient relics with foreigners. Goods caught right.

Seeing Luo Chen's eyes getting colder and colder, the honest-looking man immediately couldn't stand up, and along the way, he saw Luo Chen's soldiers with live ammunition.

Pfft!
Immediately knelt down, quickly took out an embroidered shoe from the bag, and held it up high.

"Uh, it wasn't intentional, leader!"

"My forehead came to Forty-Nine City once, and I don't know anything!"

"Just let it go this time, there is still an 80-year-old mother in my hometown, and a group of children waiting for me to raise!"

Good guy, weeping, crying to Luo Chen, but what he said sounded like nonsense.

Luo Chen didn't like this, he took the embroidered shoes that Xiao Hu handed over, and looked at them in his hands.

Good guy, both the workmanship and materials are a very exquisite pair of shoes, with green satin soles and peonies embroidered with gold thread.

From the appearance point of view, it is at least an object from the Ming Dynasty, but the wood used for the sole is a rare and good object nowadays, which is very valuable for collection, but it is not worth much.

"Okay, stop shouting, tell me, where did this shoe come from?"

"Remember, don't tell lies, or you won't be able to go back in this life!"

Being so frightened by Luo Chen, how dare this cowardly man hide anything, he confessed everything on the spot.

It turned out that this man with a strong accent was from Qin Province, the land of the Three Qins.

Eight hundred miles away, Qinchuan is full of dust, and 3000 million people from Qin are roaring at Qin Opera,
He was beaming with a bowl of bean noodles, without a pinch of spicy food.

A poem describes the local conditions and customs of the Three Qin Dynasty.

Eight hundred miles away, Qinchuan was a holy land of civil and military affairs during the Great Qin Dynasty, and the land of the Three Qin Dynasty was even more profound.

Since ancient times, this land of the Three Qin Dynasty has enjoyed good weather and fertile land, and is known as the birthplace of Chinese civilization.

Therefore, the special trend of mountains and rivers here has also created a lot of dragon veins here, and even after the development of various dynasties, this place has already formed, and it is possible to dig up cultural relics with just a pickaxe.

Just drop a hoe, and you may be one point closer to a certain ancient tomb. There are not a few people in the Sanqin who made their fortunes from the objects dug out of the ground.

Maybe the bricks piled up in the corner of a random house may be the tomb bricks of a certain dynasty.

And this man's name is Chunlai, and he lives in a small village around Gulan County, the Land of the Three Qins. In Chunlai's words, their village is like, which Dragon Lord they offended.

The entire village has been suffering from severe drought year after year, but not a single drop of rain falls. In order to get some rain, the villagers even resorted to feudal superstition, but it just doesn't work.

Later, the well-known old village chief in this village remembered what a man in white clothes who looked like an exiled fairy had said to him back then.

"This is a bad drought in your village. Only when there is a drought can there be rain."

"If you don't fight, your place will continue to be dry, and you won't even be able to harvest any crops."

But at that time, the well-known village head would not listen to Bai Yi's words, so he didn't take it seriously, but now that Bai Yi's words have become a prophecy, the old village head can't help but think again.

In fact, this saying of fighting against drought is really widely used. It was said in the former Central Plains, or in remote places that are dry all year round.

At this time, the old village chief was concerned about what Bai Yi had said. What Bai Yi said at the time was that the drought strike was just a folk saying.

This mother-child murder was formed when a pregnant woman died and was buried in the ground. Once the adult died, the baby would not be able to live either.

But because they died in the mother's womb, most of these dead children will become the larvae of the scorpion. Once the scorpion is out of the red ground, it must be removed when the scorpion is weak. The most common way is to open it under the scorching sun. coffin.

Hit the Hanba with a leather whip, so as to break the fierceness of the son and mother.

At this moment, the old village chief panicked, and quickly organized the villagers to start checking around the village, and finally found it.

After opening the coffin and fighting the drought, the old village chief left Chunlai to burn the body, and then there was the matter of embroidered shoes.

"Leader, I really didn't mean it!"

"Do you think it's possible to let go?"

After saying all this, Chun Lai began to beg for mercy again, but in order to improve the memory of this seemingly honest man, Luo Chen put on a straight face at this time.

"Okay, Xiao Hu, send him to the bureau and lock him up!"

In a word, Chunlai was dumbfounded when he was secretly rejoicing that he should be fine.

"No, leader."

"Why do you want to marry a mother-in-law? You can't close the quota!"

Chunlai, who was in a panic, didn't care about saying anything about his mother and children, and shouted out directly after being so frightened by Luo Chen.

Look, this is the honest-looking guy.

But Luo Chen still left this item, and for no other reason, he rushed to a guide. Obviously, he had already decided to go to Qin Province for a trip.

Luo Chen had a vague feeling that Qin Sheng's trip this time would definitely yield great rewards, so he had to go!