I swept the flashlight to the side of the corpse, and unexpectedly saw a bronze dagger with a thick layer of dust attached not far from the corpse's withered hand.
I grabbed the hilt of the bronze sword, and then shook off the flying dust that might have accumulated for thousands of years on it.
I also have bronze swords from the Warring States Period in my antique shop, but they are generally not in good condition. Because they are so old, they are basically covered in hard-shell patina and cannot be restored to their original appearance. .
In the words of our industry, it is rusty to the bone.
But the bronze sword in my hand at this moment makes my eyes shine, because there is no shyness at all on this sword. The sharp double-sided copper blade glows faintly with a cold light under the flashlight. , conveyed to me an unprecedented killing intent.
Looking at the dark red color that had dried up and almost blended into the blade, I could conclude that the corpse in front of me died of suicide.
At this time, Fatty Wu had already completed his ritual of saying goodbye. When he saw a bronze sword in my hand, he snatched it away and screamed with great excitement.
"Damn it, it's a bronze sword from the Western Han Dynasty. I read it right. This style and condition are simply top-notch. If this were taken out, it would be worth seven or eight hundred thousand at least. It's developed, it's developed. ,Ha ha."
Holding the bronze sword, Fatty Wang looked like he was holding his wife. He wiped it carefully with his sleeves, and finally stood up and pinned the bronze sword to his waistband.
"You've made it, you've made it. If you can get a few more of this kind, it will be worth dying for."
Fatty Wu's unbridled words were met with another kick from me, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't mention death here!"
"Okay, don't mention it."
Fatty Wu smiled and continued running forward with a flashlight, wanting to check if there were any similar treasures. He didn't feel as tired as he was on the verge of death just now.
Seeing that Fatty Wu was so energetic, there was no need to rest anymore.
We continued to move forward like this, probably because there was no movement behind us, so Fatty Wu and I gradually slowed down.
After walking about a hundred meters, we came across another corpse wearing armor from the Warring States period.
This corpse is different from the previous one. This one is tightly attached to the tomb wall on one side, and its feet have already left the ground.
Out of curiosity, I took a closer look and found that there were many holes in his armor, and the sizes of the holes were very regular.
One of the holes still had a small protrusion exposed on the surface. I reached out and grabbed the protrusion and pulled it out hard, only to find that it turned out to be a bronze arrowhead.
From this, we can guess that the corpse in front of us was nailed to the tomb wall by several arrows, and because hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the wooden structure of the arrows themselves has long since decayed.
That's why this corpse was hanging on the tomb wall in such a weird posture.
"I'll go, bronze arrowhead, with fucking inscriptions, haha!"
Fatty Wu, who refused to accept anyone who came, also snatched the bronze arrowheads from my hand and put them into his pocket.
Those who don't deal in antiques may not be able to understand Fatty Wu's actions.
In fact, in today's era, most of the things on the market are counterfeit, and there are fewer and fewer real things.
So don't look at that small bronze arrowhead. If you take it out, it will cost hundreds or even thousands. What's more, it doesn't take up any space in your pocket. No fool would take it. .
After walking a few steps further, I found several more identical corpses. Some of them were still nailed to the tomb walls, and some simply fell to the ground. Their deaths were extremely tragic.
Fatty Wu didn't want to be as timid as before when he saw the corpses. Now he was obsessed with money and began to unscrupulously search for anything that could be sold on the corpses.
And I was looking at these corpses, wondering who had caused them such tragic deaths.
"Holy shit, why are there so many arrows scattered here? Hahaha, it's so developed!"
Directly in front of several corpses, there were hundreds of arrows scattered on the ground, and they were gathered very densely.
When I saw those arrows, I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart, thinking that there must be a mechanism in the tomb passage, because only in this way can the corpses that died tragically under the arrows make sense.
Click!
A bluestone brick that Fatty Wu had just walked through suddenly made a noise, and then began to sink rapidly.
When I saw this, I yelled something bad and rushed towards Fatty Wu. I threw Fatty Wu, who was sticking his butt out and picking up his shoulder, to the ground.
"Fuck my nose, Dongzi, what are you going to do..."
Before Fatty Wu finished speaking, there was a sound of a machine starting up, and then a clearly audible sound of wind came from the darkness ahead.
Whoosh!
Whizzing!
As I thought, Fatty Wu had indeed triggered the arrow mechanism in the tomb passage just now. With the sound of wind passing by, dozens or twenty arrows shot straight towards the two of us.
Because we lay down in time, the first few arrows flew out against our backs without hurting us at all.
But as the number of arrows increases, even the position where we are lying now becomes the target of the arrows.
Dozens and hundreds of arrows rained down on us, and it was obviously impossible to avoid them.
In desperation, I grabbed one hand randomly at my side, and I really caught a life-saving straw, which turned out to be a leather shield in the hand of a corpse.
"Brother, let me borrow it for you first!"
After that, I waved the leather shield in front of my eyes, just in time to block the two of us before the rain of arrows came.
I just lay there, supporting the leather shield with both hands, and persisted for five minutes. It wasn't until the arrows stopped shooting completely that I let out a long breath.
I climbed up from the ground with difficulty, but kept holding the leather shield with both hands, for fear that someone late would surprise me.
I held the leather shield in my hand and kept vigilant for a while. After I was sure that there was really no danger, I completely put down the leather shield.
Looking around, there were hundreds of arrows scattered in front of me. Looking at the densely packed sharp blades, I couldn't help but feel scared. It was a credit to my quick reaction and to having such a leather shield.
Otherwise, Fatty Wu and I would both have been shot into a hornet's nest at this moment.
"Okay, fat man, get up, it's okay."
I raised my leg and kicked Fatty Wu, but when I kicked him down, there was a howl like a killing pig.
I lowered my head and took a look. Oh my god, there was an arrow standing straight on Fatty Wu's big butt. The arrow had already penetrated deeply into his skin.
Fatty Wu's buttocks were now stained red with blood.
"Ouch, Dongzi, I was hit by an arrow, am I going to die...!"
I lowered my head to check, then took a long breath and said to Fatty Wu: "It's okay. I just got an arrow in the butt. It's just a flesh wound. I won't die."
"What, I got an arrow in my butt, so I asked why it hurts so much. Ouch, my poor, tender and smooth butt is completely disfigured now!"
"Okay, old man, you're a little injured, so bear with me and I'll pull it out for you!"
"Oh, wait a minute, don't...ah...!"
Before Fatty Wu could finish his words, I grabbed the shaft of the arrow and pulled hard, drawing out a blood-red arc.
In fact, to be honest, I am quite worried about Fatty Wu. Although the injury is not too serious, you must know that this arrow was made more than a thousand years ago. Let’s not talk about whether there is rust on it. What if there is rust on the arrow? It's poisonous. Didn't Fatty Wu die unjustly?
Our line of work is considered a high-risk one, so we need to carry some emergency medicines with us.
For example, at this moment, I took out the hydrogen peroxide and Yunnan Baiyao that I always have on hand from my pocket.
