Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

Still looking through each book.

"what?"

Chen Yulou is still sharp-eyed.

After prying several wooden boxes in succession and finding nothing, he turned around and started wandering around.

Suddenly.

Seeing Chen Zhao standing in front of a wooden box, he was stunned.

He glanced subconsciously.

At this glance, he immediately couldn't look away.

The box was not filled with ancient scriptures.

It seems to be some bronze artifacts.

Seeing this situation, how could he bear it?

After all, the treasure light I saw before didn’t seem to be fake.

Is it...

Chen Yulou suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"Brother Chen."

Chen Zhao had long heard the footsteps behind him.

The corners of the mouth can't help but rise slightly.

"Botou Chen, you came just in time. The artifacts in this wooden box are really weird. Can you tell me what they are?"

Including the eyeless human talisman.

The sandalwood box had been put away by him.

There are only all kinds of strange bronze objects left in the wooden box now.

Hearing Chen Zhao's words.

Chen Yulou suddenly couldn't hide his pride.

He was the leader of the mountain, but in this Pingshan fight, he was almost reduced to a spectator.

Almost nothing accomplished.

And in this trip, Chen Zhao stole the show and seemed to be omnipotent.

Now I have to ask myself for advice.

But there was no expression on his face.

He just waved his hand and said, "I don't have anything to ask."

only……

When he lowered his head, he could see the bronze vessels clearly.

The smile on his face suddenly froze.

"This...this, brother Chen, wait a moment, I'll take a closer look first."

Take one out at random and put it in your hand.

By the light of the lantern on the side, Chen Yulou thought carefully about it.

Only then did I realize that the thing was astonishingly simple and very different in style, not like something from modern times.

As for what exactly.

He couldn't figure out the mystery.

But Chen Zhao was waiting aside, so he couldn't show his doubts.

I can only say bravely.

"If I read it correctly, this should be something made by those Yuanren barbarians."

"Brother Chen, look, this object has no face, no body, no head and no feet, but it is ferocious and weird. It is said that the Yuan people migrated from the grassland and believed in the Immortality Heaven."

"This should be the god they worship."

Chen Yulou can't do anything else.

But the opportunity is unparalleled, and the tongue blooms like a lotus.

For a moment, he cited scriptures and gave the molten bronze-like thing in his hand a name.

Hearing this, Chen Zhao laughed secretly in his heart.

This means that the Yuan Dynasty has long been destroyed.

The Corpse King of Pingshan is dead.

Otherwise, those people would hear him slander the Changshengtian of his faith.

You have to be angry to death.

However, Chen Zhao didn't bother to point it out.

Anyway, now he has acquired the ghost talisman.

The trip to Pingshan can be said to have come to a successful end.

"Since I know Mr. Chen, you can do whatever you want with him."

Chen Zhao borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha.

He casually pushed the wooden box in front of Chen Yulou.

Although the bronzes here are antiques, the value of antiques from the golden age of troubled times is far less than those of gold and jade jewelry.

Even if you think about it, you can't sell it for much.

"...Okay, then thank you Brother Chen."

The corner of Chen Yulou's mouth twitched.

But he had something to say first.

You can only knock out your teeth and swallow it in your stomach.

He forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

Chen Zhao didn't bother to pay attention.

Just walk straight towards the Partridge Whistle.

Waited for more than half an hour.

He finally read through all the ancient books in the Scripture Cave.

In the end, only one copy was left.

Chen Zhao glanced at it.

There are only a few blurry handwritings left on the cover of the book.

The word 'alchemy' is vaguely visible.

"Brother Yang, this is?"

Chen Zhao felt strange and asked subconsciously.

"This should be a book of alchemy tips left by some Taoist. Some of them have broken the inheritance of furnace fire techniques."

"Hua Ling is the most proficient in pharmacology and also knows some alchemy techniques."

"It's just right to leave this book to her."

Partridge Whistle didn’t hide anything and said with a smile.

"What about other books?"

"They are all Taoist and Tibetan classics, and they are not of much use to me."

The partridge whistle shook his head.

"Since it's useless, it's better to burn it on fire."

There was a hint of depression in Chen Yulou's eyes.

When I walked over at this moment, I happened to hear the conversation between the two people and couldn't help but say.

This is not purely to vent anger.

It's the rules on the green forest road.

Whether it's killing people and stealing goods, or digging graves and stealing bones.

In the end, they must be set on fire and burned without leaving any trace to avoid future troubles.

"never mind."

I saw him lifting the lantern from the ground.

I plan to throw it into the pile of ancient books.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help but frown.

As a member of the Taoist sect.

Many of these Taoist classics are already unique copies, and it is difficult to find another copy in the world.

If it is burned like this.

It's a pity.

It is better to seal the cave with dust.

If someone is destined to find it in the future, it may be useful.

Listen to him.

Chen Yulou couldn't refuse.