Tomb Raider: No more pretending, I am a Taoist priest

Under close observation, these pre-Qin architectural complexes are even more magnificent.

"Damn it, the more I look at this palace, the angrier I feel. I wish I could take revenge for the suffering people!" The fat man cursed.

"How? Fatty, is your way of venting your anger to loot all the treasures in the tomb of King Renxian?" Hu Bayi said unhappily.

"Hey, Lao Hu, your idea is not bad, this is a good way to vent your anger!" The fat man pretended to be surprised.

Hu Bayi rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Okay, Fatty, Hu Bayi, you can take anything, but only one or two." Shirley Yang sighed helplessly.

"Hey, okay, I promise not to take more! Don't you think so, Lao Hu?" The fat man hurriedly made a promise.

Shirley Yang looked at Zhou Yu again.

"Look at what I'm doing. Don't worry, I won't take too much. I only have two hands, so I can't take much!"

Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"That's right..."

Shirley raised her eyebrows slightly.

From here to Kyoto, there are countless miles, and the mountains and rivers are long. As long as Zhou Yu and his people are not stupid, they will never take too many objects.

Otherwise, it would not be treasure, but a piece of death warrant!

As they talked, they finally arrived in front of the Huixian Palace.

Standing under this magnificent palace like a heavenly palace, I felt that the whole person was small.

The long jade steps went straight up, like a ladder to heaven, until the tall palace door at the end.

"Old Hu, am I seeing things right? These pillars...are all made of golden nanmu?"

"The golden dragon and silver phoenix patterns on them...are they all real gold and silver?!"

Looking at the rows of thick pillars around the main hall, the fat man sighed like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

Even Hu Bayi was lost for a moment.

Golden nanmu...

This thing is a precious wood used by ancient emperors to make coffins.

Under the same weight, its value is even far greater than that of gold!

But here...

It is luxuriously used as a pillar to support the hall!

There are even a lot of real gold and silver patterns on it!

And pillars like this...

Hu Bayi took a casual glance and saw at least a hundred of them!

"What a luxury!" Hu Bayi couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Wow, the more I look at it, the more I feel sad! Seeing a mountain of treasures but not being able to bring them back, this feeling is so damn uncomfortable!" The fat man said with a heartache.

"Not to mention these golden nanmu, just those countless Qin bricks and Han tiles are worth a lot of money."

Hu Bayi sighed:

"According to the current market, ordinary Qin bricks, that is, plain Qin bricks, can be worth 20 to 30 yuan each.

If there are words and patterns on Qin bricks, the price can reach hundreds.

And Qin bricks like the ones in front of us, which are specially used in the palace and the royal tombs, have exquisite patterns on them, and the price is even higher, reaching thousands or tens of thousands of yuan is not impossible!"

"Alright, look at you, aren't they just some bricks, tiles and nanmu? These are just small things, the real treasures are in the tomb! Why don't you hurry in?!" Shirley rolled her eyes, but urged to speak.

"That's right, Fatty, I must pick the two most expensive ones to take back!" Upon hearing this, Fatty immediately left the pillar and went to push the palace gate.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang followed closely behind.

Zhou Yu slowed down his pace.

His eyes subconsciously swept over the rows of Qin bricks and Han tiles.

He pondered Hu Bayi's words in his mind:

Can an inconspicuous Qin brick be worth hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands?

I have to say, this price is exaggerated.

You know, money is quite valuable in this era.

There are not many households with a net worth of 10,000 yuan in a village.

Pork is only 70 or 80 cents per pound!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu suddenly understood Fatty's heartache just now.

How can this be a palace?

It's clearly a mountain of gold!

But although Fatty and the others can't take these back, it doesn't mean that Zhou Yu can't.

It seems... the hunter level needs to be slowed down.

With the current strength, passing through the Tomb of King Xian should not be a problem.

Therefore, it is obvious how to use the hunter points.

Open the system panel, click on the portable space column, press the upgrade option, and the next second, the familiar prompt sound of the system in my mind also sounded in time:

[Ding, do you want to spend 200 hunter points to upgrade the portable space? ]

"Yes."

Zhou Yu clicked to confirm without hesitation.

[Upgrading the portable space... Upgrade completed......The current portable space volume is 4 cubic meters. 】

After such continuous operation, after consuming 1600 hunter points, the portable space volume finally reached 512 cubic meters.

Such a large space is more than enough to put a hundred golden nanmu pillars.

But now is not the time to install, there are too many people and too many eyes.

Moreover, if you want to install more treasures in the tomb of King Xian, it is still not enough.

However, Zhou Yu is not worried, because the most lacking thing in the tomb of King Xian is monsters.

There is a monster in the Huixian Palace in front of him, or more accurately, a combination of witchcraft and mechanism.

I don’t know if this thing can bring points...

While thinking, Zhou Yu also stepped into the hall.

The hall is dim and cool.

Although the sun is shining outside, the light inside the hall is dim, and there are gusts of cold wind blowing.

"This place... is wrong, it's a bit too dark." Shirley Yang noticed the abnormality at the first time.

"The Hades Palace is where the dead live, isn't it full of gloom? As usual, just light a candle and it'll be fine!" The fat man said carelessly.

While speaking, he also took out a candle from his backpack and lit it in the southeast corner of the hall.

Then he stared at the candlelight...