The people who were running away immediately stopped and shouted at Old Chen Pi and Old Yu Handsome Guy to run away.
"one two three."
"If not, turn off the gas. Continue counting."
"Keep the gas tank. If anyone dares to act like a rogue again, Fangzhou will go with him to see Marx!"
"The three of us will be buried in Fangzhou Garden together, and we will transform into the Seven Demons to settle the score with them!"
After giving the order, Goliye Buyi tiptoed forward and saluted me heavily, closing the airlock calmly and ignoring the danger that the explosion might kill my body at any time.
At this moment, Fangzhou's blood, Fangzhou's blood and bones, and Fangzhou's blood and soul are seen in everyone's eyes, remembered in their hearts, and engraved in everyone's mind!
Forever and ever.
Never forget!
After another round of thrilling competition, they successfully suppressed the gang of naughty people to death and rubbed them hard under their feet, trampling them all to death.
The third item continues to be opened!
But before it started, the people at the scene did one thing. That means driving out all the people from the Hui Provincial Museum. ap.
The three women were slapped several times.
It would be terrible for two men.
There were footprints all over.
There were too many people trying to chase them away, and I didn’t know who was kicking them.
The third object is also a coffin!
It's just that this coffin is very damaged. There were only two boards, and the rest was a pile of firewood made of the same material as the coffin boards.
The firewood was purchased from local people's homes at high prices.
That year, some people applied to excavate the Yongling Tomb of Emperor Jiajing in order to find the original copy of the Yongle Grand Ceremony, which is a rare treasure. As a result, it rained heavily that day, so I had no choice but to go to Dingling.
As a result, the greatest tragedy in the archaeological history of China and the world began to unfold.
Tragedy follows tragedy.
The corpses of the three members of Emperor Wanli were smashed to pieces as the remnants of feudalism, and their bones were crushed and thrown into ashes.
The three coffin boards were randomly discarded and were picked up by local people and turned into small coffins and built into wardrobes.
Two people who had their coffins converted into small coffins died.
It is said that four of the people who were beaten into wardrobes died.
The remaining coffins were chopped into firewood by the common people.
These two coffin boards and firewood were bought by Fangzhou.
"Record."
"Dingling. Wanli Emperor Shoumu."
"Two pieces of golden nanmu. Size..."
"Thirty-five nanmu firewood sticks, the sizes are..."
When Old Chen Pi read these words, his voice was distorted.
At this time, I hit the wooden box with a threaded steel rod and faced the audience: "Listen clearly. Don't blame this sword holder for not giving you a chance."
"No! The golden nanmu coffin board of Emperor Wanli. It is guaranteed to be genuine."
"Now I announce that these two golden nanmu coffin boards are up for auction. The starting price is 500,000, and the auction begins!"
My voice came out, and there was a deathly silence around me.
I asked several times but no one responded. I couldn't help but sneer: "What the hell is going on with you? This is the real dragon bed where the emperor sleeps!"
"Aren't you guys going to die to show me Li Hongzhang's bed just now? Now the emperor has used the thing without saying anything?"
"Are you afraid of bad luck or are you afraid that you won't be able to explain to your master if you take it back?"
"You don't want to be touched by dragon energy anymore?"
"Do you still remember, last year I picked up a Shroud of Emperor Qianlong. I sent it to Sotheby's in Hong Kong and sold it for 400 million."
"You look down on Wanli, right?"
"Please rest assured, this coffin board is definitely not stained with any of the corpse water of the Wanli Ancestor!"
"On the contrary, the Qianlong Shroud was filled with Qianlong's corpse water. There was a leak in the Yuling Mausoleum. When Sun Dianying opened Qianlong's coffin, it was full of water."
"So, please feel free to take pictures of these two golden nanmu coffin boards. Take them back and put the other four golden nanmu boards together, that is the dragon coffin
! Isn’t it better than Qianlong’s Shroud? "
"Ah! Even if you don't need it when you take it back, you can still carve beads."
"I have already thought of a name for the bead. It is called Wanli Dragon Bead."
"Whether you buy it for yourself or give it to someone else, it is always of the highest quality."
"And the most important thing, please relax, ah, the archaeological masters who dug Dingling Tomb back then all suffered retribution, and six of the people who picked up the coffin boards of Wanli's three sons also died..."
"They have taken all the retribution. If you buy it back, there will be absolutely no problems."
"This sword holder is here to express his position, ah, if the ancestor of Emperor Wanli comes to you at night to quarrel over whether you want the coffin board, you just tell him and let him come to me."
"This sword holder will help you bear this retribution."
The more I talked about it, the more people present turned blue and their eyes became more frightened.
After a while, everyone was drooling, but no one was on the road.
It is well known that water entered the Yuling Mausoleum of Emperor Qianlong. During the investigation, the aftermath team established by Puyi discovered that the water in the Yuling Underground Palace was as deep as seven feet.
But compared to the other person, it pales into insignificance.
This man's tomb is hidden more than 30 meters underground. The coffin has been smashed by tomb robbers, and all the burial objects have been emptied, leaving only the bones untouched.
In those years when the local area was short of water, the villagers dug wells.
By coincidence, the well was dug in this ancient tomb.
Since then, local villagers have been drinking bone soup for generations.
The owner of the tomb is named Zhao Kangwang Zhu Houyu!
I couldn't help but sneered and cursed: "What? Are you afraid of getting into bad luck? Are you afraid that the ancestors of Emperor Wanli will chat with you at night and set up the Dragon Gate Formation?"
"How dare you, a rat like you, to rob me of Fangzhou's things?"
"tui!"
A mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on the Babu bed. I sat on the edge of the big box and raised Erlang's hand and waved vigorously.
"Next!"
"Um!"
"Who's smoking?"
"Old Chenpi. Do you dare to smoke in our secret place in Fangzhou?"
The people around me were shocked when they heard me call Old Chen Pi by his nickname.
Ma Wenjin, Han Baofeng and others next to me looked at me as if they were crazy.
