Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

When the fat man saw these treasures, his eyes glowed with greed.

He couldn't help but beg the young man.

"I'll just take a look and touch them, but I won't take them."

Before the young man could speak, Ji Changsheng's words were like a basin of cold water poured down on his head, chilling the fat man from head to toe.

"Those are all fakes."

When the fat man heard this, he was like a deflated ball, and he was shorter.

But he still asked without giving up.

"Mr. Ji, the Zhang family is rich, so there is no need to get a bunch of fakes to fill the door, right?"

Ji Changsheng smiled helplessly.

"If you don't believe it, go and take a look, but don't touch it randomly, be careful of poison."

In order to deal with tomb robbers, many tomb owners will apply poison on the burial objects. This is the Zhang family's cemetery, and even fakes may be coated with poison.

The fat man laughed, took out a pair of rubber gloves from his backpack and put them on, and said proudly.

"Don't worry, this little trick won't bother me."

After saying that, he went straight to the room, looked around and touched around.

After a moment.

The fat man turned his head and said bitterly.

"Sure enough, they are all fakes. Even the gold ingots are made of copper. The Zhang family is too stingy."

Ji Changsheng didn't care. The Zhang family had already declined. The construction of this ancient building probably exhausted the financial resources. Of course, there were no extra treasures to bury with the dead.

Then, everyone carefully checked this floor.

The conclusion was that this floor was indeed the burial objects of the Zhang family.

Whether it was weapons and armor or daily necessities, they were all used by the Zhang family during their lifetime.

As for those ancient books, they were not confidential information. They were just some ordinary ancient books, works of various schools of thought, novels and miscellaneous notes, etc., probably the collection of some ancestors of the Zhang family.

There were almost no valuable clues on this floor, so people went directly to the seventh floor.

This is already the second to last floor, but what is surprising is that there is still no coffin here!

Even the young man was a little surprised.

"Are only the lower floors the cemetery for storing coffins?"

From the first floor to the fourth floor, there are about 3,000 coffins. Although the number is large, the Zhang family is such a large family, and the number of meritorious people who died in thousands of years of history should be far more than this number.

More importantly, the age of those who died before was only the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, not even the Tang Dynasty.

The Zhang family has a history of more than 3,000 years. Where did the remains of the ancestors go?

There can't be other Zhang family ancient buildings, right?

Ji Changsheng thought about it and said.

"Even if the Zhang family has the financial resources, they can only build one such ancient building in the same period, and there can't be two."

"They must all be here."

As he said, he stretched out his hand and pointed at his feet.

The young man suddenly woke up.

"You mean, this Zhang family ancient building has a basement?"

Ji Changsheng nodded, of course there is!

At least there is in the original book, the Zhang family ancient building in this world should not be much different.

Moreover, this ancient building is a cemetery, and it is normal to have an underground palace in the cemetery.

Everyone nodded and looked up at the seventh floor.

The area of ​​this floor has shrunk to more than 4,000 square meters, which is less than half of the first floor, but it is also very large.

Like the sixth floor, it is divided into more than a dozen rooms.

The things placed in each room are not ordinary funeral objects, but a bunch of strange things.

In the largest room, there is a rusty machine as big as a bus, and it is unclear what it is used for.

There are similar machines in several other rooms, but they are much smaller. At first glance, they look like old factories in the Victorian era, full of steampunk atmosphere.

In addition, there are some strange-looking tools in several other rooms, and I don’t know what they are used for.

The entire seventh floor is like a museum of strange items.

After looking at it for a while, Jack felt confused and asked.

"Aning, what are these used for?"

Aning also said that she didn’t know. She grew up in the United States with Jack, and she didn’t know more about Chinese traditional culture than Jack.

After taking a look, Ji Changsheng was also a little curious and pointed to the room where the tools were stored.

"Some of them are used for tomb robbers, Luoyang shovels, earth drills, and Yin claws."

"Some others are unknown, let's go and take a look."

Everyone came to the front and looked carefully.

These tools look strange. If you use normal thinking, you can't see their uses at all. They are like postmodern works of art.

After watching for a while, people's minds are full of question marks and they don't understand their meaning.

Did the Zhang family create postmodernism more than a hundred years ago?

Ji Changsheng turned around and came to the huge machine and looked at it.

This machine doesn't look like it is powered by electricity, nor does it have an internal combustion engine or a steam engine. It's hard to tell what the power system is. It can only be speculated that it is powered by human power.

What exactly this machine is used for is completely unclear.

It's a pity that there is no engineer among them. After looking at it for a long time, they are still confused.

In the end, Wuxie proposed a concept.

"The history of the Zhang family is as old as Chinese civilization. Over the long thousands of years, many skills have been lost."

"I guess these should be ancient mechanical devices, such as the mechanical art of the Mohist school, the Lu Ban art, and so on!"

The Mohist mechanical art and Lu Ban's art are said to be exquisite mechanisms that turn decay into magic and seize the fortune of heaven and earth.

It's a pity that they have been lost for a long time, and not even a single drawing has been left.

Ji Changsheng nodded and agreed with this statement.

"The Zhang family is proficient in all methods of tomb robbing. Some of these things may be used for tomb robbing."

"As for the others, they may be used for collection or for some other purpose."

The fat man looked around and said.

"Mr. Ji, I always have a feeling that I seem to have seen it in a movie."

"That's right... It's the kind of place where scientists with weird tempers secretly conduct scientific experiments in the basement of the castle!"

Ji Changsheng was stunned.

"You mean, this is a laboratory?"

Hearing him say this, people immediately thought of some very old science fiction novels, such as Frankenstein and Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea.

Aren't the scenes described in those science fiction novels just like this!

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but pat the fat man on the shoulder and smiled.

"Maybe you are right."

The Zhang family has been around for thousands of years. They once controlled huge resources, not only money, status, power, but also knowledge!

The eunuch from the Ming Dynasty lying downstairs was a master of astrology. There must be more than one knowledgeable person like him in the Zhang family.

There is even a bold assumption that the Zhang family formed a research team many years ago.

The technology of resurrecting the dead may be the result of their research!