Mountain and Sea Treasures

Chapter 310
The sound of the flute has disappeared, and the person who secretly wanted to kill me just now gave up after an inexplicable blow failed. I didn't know what to do except look at this tombstone.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a flash of light, and I was in doubt, but found that this light actually appeared on my body.After searching for a while, I finally found the source of the light - it was Yu Hanchan left by Miss Si!

Can Yu Hanchan still shine?
When I took out Yu Hanchan, I couldn't think of anything, only such a weird question mark.

Jade Hanchan is picked out from the mouth of a dead person. Although it is a zongzi, it is just a more powerful dead person. I always thought it was just a piece of jade that can make the corpse not rot so quickly.Seeing its flickering light now, I felt that this thing might have some uses that I didn't know about.

Then the fourth girl's intention to keep this thing is worth pondering.

Yu Hanchan flickered, the light was not dazzling, but it was also very obvious in the dark night.If someone looked at it from a distance, they would probably be able to see the soft light like a firefly, which looked very warm, and it was hard to imagine that this thing was actually picked out of Zongzi's mouth.

I caressed Yu Hanchan, what does it mean that this thing lights up now?
But I don't think there will be any moths about anything that has something to do with the fourth girl. If it lights up now, there must be something causing it to shine. What could it be?

I didn't think much about it, so I set my eyes on the tombstone in front of me. There is only one tombstone here, and there is no grave built up. Is there something buried under it?
I held Yuhanchan and stared at the tombstone for a long time, then cursed secretly in my heart, put Yuhanchan into my pocket, took out a shovel from the bag, rolled up my sleeves and started digging down behind the tombstone.

Yu Hanchan's bright light must have something to do with this inexplicable tombstone, so just dig it up and have a look.

Because a layer of snow fell on it, I could only shovel the snow aside first, and then dig the soil below.The soil had been frozen solid, and I almost broke my hand when I first shoveled it down, so I had to dig down little by little, but I didn't see any progress for a long time.

But anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I just dug for a while and rested for a while. After a while, I finally dug a deep hole that was nearly one meter deep when it was almost dawn, and then my shovel hit something with a bang. Knocked a very large hole.

I swallowed my saliva, and dug gently along the hard part to both sides, and after a while, a pointed object appeared in front of me, which looked like an awl.

It was buried so deep that it was just an awl?
I hurriedly jumped down the deep pit, put the shovel aside, and slowly dug with my hands along the awl.Now the soil has loosened a lot, and it can be dug up even by hand. After a while, I saw the whole picture of the awl.

This is really an awl, no matter in terms of size or shape, there is no pattern, except that the top is rusty... I was dumbfounded looking at the thing I dug for half a night, and I almost didn't scold my mother , Who is this so idle, buried an awl here, and even set up such a literary tombstone?

Thinking of the word "Youlin" on the tombstone, I feel a headache. Do you think that the name that made me wonder for a long time refers to such a thing?

I kicked the awl bitterly, cursing, but because I was stupid, I had to admit that I was unlucky.

But at this moment, everything around him changed...

As I kicked it down, the awl seemed to be scattered into a pile of scrap iron because of the wind and rain.And the pit I dug more than one meter deep was sinking all over. I couldn't hold anything in my desperation, so I had to protect my head to guard against something.

The subsidence lasted for about three or four seconds and ended. I was thrown into the dark underground along with this piece of land. When I looked up, the light came in from the hole I dug—it was dawn!
I tensed my nerves, the safety catch of the pistol was already on, and I was afraid that something would appear suddenly!But everything is normal, there is nothing, as if the land suddenly collapsed.

But I am not stupid. I know that this is impossible no matter how you look at it. Although this land is not as hard as the surface layer, it does not mean that it will collapse if it collapses. Besides, is there such a flat land that collapses?
I took a deep breath, let myself relax, and then gently knocked on the surrounding soil.

I didn't want to let go of a single inch of dirt, just messing around like a groundhog.Soon, a hollow sound came... I was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out the dagger to peel off the echoing soil, and then I saw something, something that I was reasonable and unexpected thing.

A flute!
This is a translucent black flute, except for a dark pattern where it is played, the whole body is completely black, without any decoration.It seems ordinary, but there is a strange evil spirit.

This flute is not long, it is about the length of my forearm. This length looks like a woman's, but it looks like a man's item.And the moment I saw the flute, I understood that the so-called "youlin" actually refers to this flute...

At the same time, a weird thought came to my mind: that is the sound of the flute that brought me here in the middle of the night last night, and it came out of this flute.

Although I know this idea is absurd, after all, this flute is buried deep in the ground, so is it possible that it can make its own sound?But as soon as this idea came out, I couldn't let go of other things in my mind, and this was the only thing in my mind, as if this was the most correct answer.

I stared at the flute for a long time, and then made a bold move, which was to reach out and take the flute off.

I hardly dared to breathe, my lungs hurt so much that I was holding my breath, only to realize that this flute, which I regarded as a scourge, was not at all strange, but held in my hand like warm jade.No, it's not like, this is Nuanyu!
A piece of warm jade that is completely black...

I looked at the flute in my hand in amazement, not to mention the black warm jade, even ordinary warm jade is worth a lot of money!Jade is precious, and warm jade is even rarer. From ancient times to the present, all warm jade is the plaything of powerful people. Ordinary people have no right to own it. To hide in fear is to pay tribute in fear.

And this black warm jade that was made into a flute is simply a handicraft of uncanny craftsmanship. Although it is not up to the level of a national treasure, it is at least a first-class cultural relic.

I thought that most of the night was wasted, but I didn't expect such a harvest, which really made me overjoyed.

I carefully stuffed the flute into my bosom, and then climbed up with bare hands. I don't know why, but I don't really want Laoyan and his group to know that I got such a flute.Of course, I don't want to take it for myself, but the situation is unclear now, and I always feel that letting them know will cause a lot of right and wrong for no reason.

Because the soil here is relatively hard, it is difficult to climb up, but it is very smooth. After going up, I refilled the dug out soil and covered it with some fallen bushes. As long as you don’t get close, you shouldn’t be able to see it. What's the trick.

Then I patted the dirt on my body to make sure there was nothing wrong before running back the same way.

(End of this chapter)