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Chapter 51 Same name as little brother Qilin, relationship with Guanshan Taibao?

[Hey, Brother Qilin just said that he is related to the Queen Mother of the West. Could it be the elixir of longevity? 】

【No, it looks like there are quite a few more. 】

【Even if it's not the longevity medicine, maybe it's a special product of the Queen Mother of the West, maybe? 】

[Haha, thousands of years have passed, no matter what it is, can it be eaten? 】

【I can. 】

[Upstairs, count me in. 】

……

After seeing those small boxes, the people in the live broadcast room began to speculate.

"Dean, tick a box down and take a look?"

Leng Feng suggested.

Zhang Yuanshan thought for a while, if there are any boxes here, it won't hurt to go and have a look.

"Well, be careful though."

Zhang Yuanshan exhorted.

Leng Feng nodded, and then he aimed his gun at the nearest rope.

The other two soldiers took out a special rescue net, spread it out and stood on both sides of the aisle.

"Captain, get ready."

Leng Feng heard the words and pulled the trigger.

boom!
Immediately, the rope was broken.

The small box immediately fell down, and it landed on the net in an unbiased manner.

At this moment.

Zhang Yuanshan, Fatty Wang, and Chen Chengcheng discovered that since it was a coffin the size of a palm.

After seeing this, Zhang Yuanshan was stunned!
What can such a small box hold?
In the end, Zhang Yuanshan couldn't help being curious, so he opened it and took a look.

Inside turned out to be two fingers.

"Finger, what is the purpose of this?"

Fatty Wang couldn't help asking.

"Perhaps, this is the custom of the Zhang family's funeral."

After pondering for a moment, Chen Chengcheng said: "I remember some places, if a guest dies in a foreign country, if the body cannot be brought back, the head will be cut off and brought back."

"Then, it's understandable for the Zhang family to cut their fingers."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan raised his head and looked at the thousands of small boxes in front of him!

There should be two fingers here, representing the Zhang family one by one.

"Okay, let's go."

After speaking, Zhang Yuanshan continued to walk inside.

Live indoors.

After seeing this scene, Bingbing looked at Zhang Wuyou and said.

"Brother Qilin, what do you say these are?"

"Yeah, Tezuka."

Zhang Wuyou said without hesitation: "Actually, you can understand it as a tomb for mourning."

"Oh, looking at the number of coffins, I'm afraid the Zhang family will move back to the ancestral grave."

Bingbing said with emotion.

"This can be regarded as another form of soul returning to the homeland."

Lu Cheng pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said softly.

While talking, Zhang Yuanshan, Fatty Wang, Chen Chengcheng, and Leng Feng found the stairs again and climbed up.

This layer is quite different from the layer below.

Not so empty!

Surrounded by wooden fences, it is divided into partitions and corridors.

As Fatty Wang walked along the corridor, he held a camera and shone it on the surrounding partition windows.

and many more.

"Dean, why are the windows here covered with black paper?"

Chen Chengcheng asked curiously.

"Hey, this definitely doesn't need to be seen by outsiders."

Fatty Wang said casually: "This further shows that there are secrets hidden in it."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan stopped. He took out a dagger and pierced the window paper in front of him.

The window paper is very thin, and it will break if you poke it!
Leng Feng took out the wolf-eye flashlight, pressed the switch, and shone into the hole.

It was dark inside, and a coffin could be vaguely seen!
Zhang Yuanshan turned around and walked to the door, trying to open the coffin, but found that the door was locked.

However, this wooden door is not strong at first glance.

Leng Feng could break it with one kick.

"Dean, let me come."

As Leng Feng spoke, he was about to move his feet.

"and many more."

Zhang Yuanshan waved his hand, and he saw that the door on the opposite side was actually open.

Immediately, there was a "thump" in his heart.

Reminiscent of the corpses of foreigners appearing in the quicksand layer outside the ancient building.

Could it be that someone else got there first?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanshan was worried that the cultural relics inside would be destroyed, and became very anxious.

So, he rushed inside quickly.

"Dean, you wait—"

Leng Feng stomped his feet and followed.

Behind him, Chen Chengcheng and Fatty Wang followed closely behind.

Soon, a group of people entered the partition.

The coffin lid has been opened.

After Zhang Yuanshan got closer, he found that the corpse inside was also missing.

Fatty Wang held the camera and quickly glanced at the coffin.

[Uh, the body is gone? 】

【In my opinion, it can't be a fraudulent corpse, right? 】

[[-]% was stolen by a foreigner? 】

[Yes, yes, they stole a lot of mummies. 】

[Now, which museum is he supposed to be lying in? 】

[Okay, let’s stop making unwarranted guesses and listen to the opinions of experts. 】

……

After the audience saw this, they were all worried.

Zhang Yuanshan took a look inside the coffin, and there was no trace of the funerary objects being moved.

Is this weird?

Could it be that the other party came only for the owner of the coffin?

So, who is the other party?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanshan raised his head and his eyes fell on a wooden board hanging on the wall behind the coffin.

He walked forward quickly and looked around.

They are all ancient Chinese characters.

Zhang Yuanshan watched for a while, but he didn't know many people.

However, he can be sure that this is the epitaph.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanshan turned around quickly.

"Fatty, hurry up, come here, take pictures of these epitaphs, and show them to Brother Qilin—"

Zhang Yuanshan said hastily.

"Oh well."

Fatty Wang immediately took two steps forward and aimed the camera lens at the wooden board in front of him.

Leng Feng and another soldier held up flashlights to illuminate Fatty Wang.

Soon, Xiaozhuan on the wooden board appeared on the big screen.

Zhang Wuyou stood up and read it.

"The owner of the tomb is named Zhang Wuyou."

what?
After seeing this scene, Zhang Wuyou's pupils froze.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Of course, there are still many people with the same name and surname in the world.

Immediately, Zhang Wuyou settled down and continued to interpret.

"Zhang Wuyou is a master of inverting fighting, proficient in yin and yang feng shui, and once made great contributions to the Ming emperor, with outstanding achievements."

Zhang Wuyou paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "He was ordered to summon the world's masters of Mojin, Faqiu, and Xiling for use by the royal family."

"It's just that what the emperor meant was to kill all the talented people in the world, and to burn all the books and tools."

"Later, the emperor granted him the title of Guanshan Taibao, and he was allowed to be buried in the Zhang family's ancient building after his death."

amount.

I didn't realize that this Zhang Wuyou was a ruthless character.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanshan sighed.

Finally found the cause of the archaeological fault.

It turned out that the Emperor Daming killed all the people in the world who knew Yin-Yang Fengshui.

Moreover, even the related Zhouyi books, Qimen Dunjia, etc., were all destroyed!
Of course, there will definitely be fish that slip through the net.

However, those people have already learned a little bit of Feng Shui.

It has been passed down to the present, and no one knows the culture of the ancestors!

[666, the same name as Qilin brother——]

[It turns out that he caused the cultural gap——]

[Guanshan Taibao, what is this? 】

(End of this chapter)